"I don't dare, I only learned a little bit of fur." Young Master Pingcheng smiled and said, "But, I believe it is okay to fight the two of you alone."
When Young Master Pingcheng was so confident, he immediately made Jianzun and Young Master Benlong very upset. They were all of the same name. They didn’t know who was strong and who was weak. Now, Young Master Pingcheng can say such arrogant things with one battle and two. Doesn't it despise them? Does this make them happy in their hearts
"Really domineering." Seeing that Young Master Pingcheng is so emboldened, it also surprised many people present. In everyone's minds, Young Master Pingcheng, Young Master Benlong, and Sword Sovereign exist at the same level. Today Young Master Pingcheng is so confident with one battle and two. Is it really true that Young Master Pingcheng is stronger than them
"I hope you have the ancestor weapon in your hand today, otherwise, today this is your place of burial." The swordsman pierced his eyes, his sword glowing, his eyes were like two divine swords. At this time, the swordsman was also completely angry. Up.
With a sound of "clang-", the long sword in Sword Master's hand was unsheathed, and the world was shining brightly. In this instant, all the sword master's true energy gushed out, and then he heard a loud "boom". I saw an incomparably tall figure appearing behind Jian Zun, looking over the world, exuding strands of imperial prestige.
"Quasi Emperor—" Everyone knew what it was. Jianzun was a quasi emperor. At this moment, he took out all of his strength and no longer hid it. It was completely exposed. Has his strongest strength.
"Then I can't help myself, and learn the peerless learning of Brother Pingcheng." Young Master Panlong said coldly.
As soon as Mr. Panlong's words fell, he heard the sound of "dang, dang, dang". In this instant, his eight arms burst into endless light, and the eight arms were raised high. When he got up, it was as if he was holding up the sky, even if the sky fell down, he could carry it.
More importantly, his eight arms have a seal, and at the same time, each palm holds a weapon. The eight weapons are very powerful. There are pagodas, spears, halberds and halberds. Divine Bell... And these eight treasures are very extraordinary, among them are the Imperial Soldiers and the Immortal Weapon!
When the eight treasures emerged, they exuded a terrifying power, and at the same time, the eight arms of Master Benlong also spewed out the majestic and endless power. At this time, his eight arms looked like eight arms. , More like eight giant dragons holding up the sky high, exuding a frightening atmosphere.
"Where is Young Master Pingcheng?" Seeing such a powerful and terrifying power erupted from the eight arms of Young Master Benlong, everyone looked at Young Master Pingcheng, and everyone wanted to know which race he was.
Young Master Pingcheng still only had two arms, and he didn't show eight arms like the Young Master Benlong, but everyone still guessed whether Young Master Pingcheng belonged to the eight-armed clan.
Because Panlong, the ancestor of the Benlong Taoist ancestry, was born in the Eight-armed tribe, if Young Master Pingcheng is a descendant of the ancestor Panlong, then he should be of the Eight-armed tribe.
Although it is said that Young Master Pingcheng still only has two arms, this does not mean that he is not from the Eight-armed tribe, because the monk of the Eight-armed tribe does not necessarily need eight arms.
Because people of the Eight-armed tribe have many different training directions. Although they can have eight arms as soon as they are born, you can cultivate thousands of arms through practice, or through practice, eight arms. They are two arms, so if Young Master Pingcheng is an eight-armed clan, he can also train eight arms into two arms.
"Okay, let's fight a battle, let's see who is going to die." Young Master Pingcheng was still confident and smiled brightly. At this moment, he heard the sound of "clang" and the sword was unsheathed, and he was holding a long sword at this moment. .
In the past, Young Master Pingcheng used his bamboo sword most of the time, but this time he changed his sword, which also shows that he paid enough attention to Young Master Benlong and Sword Sovereign.
I saw that the long sword in the hands of Young Master Pingcheng was flashing with golden light, especially in the sun, sparkling, and the whole long sword was like a wandering dragon in the sun.
"Youlong sword—" Seeing this sword in the hands of Young Master Pingcheng, Young Master Benlong couldn't help suffocating, and exclaimed.
"The Dragon Sword is really the Dragon Sword!" Seeing the long sword in the hands of Young Master Pingcheng, some ancestors took a closer look and confirmed that it was the Dragon Sword.
"It used to be the divine sword of Panlong Taoism." Seeing this dragon swimming sword, someone said in surprise.
Although the Dragon Sword is not an ancestor tool, it was once an exquisite sword of the benlong Taoist ancestry.
Today, the Dragon Sword appeared in the hands of Young Master Heicheng, so the identity of Young Master Heicheng was about to emerge.
It has long been speculated that Young Master Pingcheng is a descendant of Panlong, and it has now been confirmed that this is not only in everyone's expectation, but also outside everyone's expectations.
The person with the most solemn expression was the son of Beaulieu. This was the answer he least wanted, and it was also the thing that the Eight-Armed Dynasty did not want. The son of Pingcheng was really a descendant of the Beaulieu, and the consequences would be serious.
"Let's go all out." At this moment, Young Master Pingcheng laughed loudly, and there was a loud "bang". At this moment, Young Master Pingcheng spewed light from his body, and the sound of a dragon chanted "Woo" at this moment. I saw a huge beech dragon encircling the whole body of Young Master Pingcheng, and the beech dragon leaped as if it could tear through the sky.
"Banlong Bodyguard -" Seeing this scene, Young Master Benlong's face was even more ugly, because this was exactly the immortal art of the ancestor, Benlong, and they didn't have this technique either.
"It's really a descendant of the ancestor of the flat dragon." Everyone murmured as they looked at the flat dragon that emerged behind Young Master Pingcheng. There is no doubt that Young Master Pingcheng's identity is certain.
There was a sound of "Om-", and then, there was a light in the back of Master Pingcheng's head, giving birth to a round of Buddha's light. When this round of Buddha's light emerged, it was like a thousand Buddha Zen singing, and the sound of Zen singing was endless.
"Impossible—" Seeing such a scene, I don't know how many elders and ancestors of Daoism yelled, and I didn't believe this scene.
It was Mr. Benlong and Master Jian that they were all dumbfounded when they saw such a scene, and their expressions were very strange.
"Tianfozu—" everyone was a little dazed and couldn't help muttering.
Just now everyone can be sure that Young Master Pingcheng is a descendant of the ancestor of the beaulieu, but now at this moment there has been a reversal, because Young Master Pingcheng is a Tianfo clan!
The Tianfo clan is also a large clan in the Wantong Realm. This clan is born with Buddha's light behind his head. Now Young Master Pingcheng is actually from the Tianfo clan, instead of the eight-armed clan that everyone expected.
The ancestor of the beon dragon was from the Eight-armed clan, and the young master Pingcheng was from the Celestial Buddha clan. In this case, the young man of Pingcheng could not be a descendant of the ancestor of the beon dragon. Everyone was stupid.
"Unexpectedly?" Young Master Pingcheng laughed, somewhat mischievous, with a bright smile.
Everyone was speechless. At this time, everyone realized that they had been put together by Young Master Pingcheng. He misled everyone from the beginning and made everyone think that he was really a descendant of the ancestor of the Panlong.
"Are you the descendants of the ancestor of the beon dragon? Killing without mercy!" Jian Zun let out a long whistle, the divine sword ran out of the sky, and the sword intent was vast.
At this moment, I saw that it was not one Sword Sovereign who stepped out, but eight Sword Sovereigns, and eight identical Sword Sovereigns shot at the same time. When they heard the sound of "clang", the sword was shaken!
"Eight Desolate Sword God—" The Sword Master roared, and heard a "dang" sound, the Eight Sword Desolates descended from the sky like a heavenly river, and every sword light cut off can split the heaven and the earth.
"The jerk left by the sword saint." As soon as the eight sword masters shot at the same time, the ancestor of the great teacher recognized this jerk.
Seeing the eight sword masters shot at the same time, Ling Ximo also couldn't turn his eyes. This was the supreme art of their ancestor Sword Saint, but Ling Ximo hadn't practiced either.
"Kill—" Young Master Panlong also roared wildly. At this moment, eight treasures burst out, smashing the heavens and the earth all at once, and blasting toward Young Master Pingcheng in a manner of crushing all directions.
"Broken—" Young Master Pingcheng let out a long roar, and heard a dragon chant of "Woo", and saw the beacon dragon flew up and hovered high in the sky, as if it had turned into a dragon territory, with a loud "bang", and the beacon dragon was hard. A powerful blow from Young Master Panlong.
At the same time, the Dragon Sword in Master Pingcheng's hand leaped high into the sky, full of agility, leaping into the air, suddenly driving the entire space, and even the eight sword masters were driven by him.
"Walking dragon in the sky -" Young Master Pingcheng roared, and the Dragon Sword instantly attracted eight slain swords, and heard "Dang
, Dang, dang" sounded, sparks sputtered.
"Eight watch heroes!" Seeing a futile move, Young Master Benlong let out a long roar, and the eight arms instantly formed the same handprint, and the eight weapons merged instantly, turning into a handprint that broke through the sky, directly killing him. Young Master Heicheng.
Sword Sovereign screamed coldly, and the long sword soared to the sky. He swung his long sword and heard the sound of "dang, dang, dang", the sky suddenly rained endless swords, thousands of swords were crazy The ground blasted to Young Master Pingcheng.
"Open—" Young Master Pingcheng let out a long roar, and walked with the sword, swimming the dragon sword round, round after round of light blooming, forming a layer of sword curtains to block the offensive of the sword sovereign and the benlong son.
Hearing the sound of "bang, bang, bang", Young Master Pingcheng's sword power was good, but under the strong attack of Young Master Benlong and Sword Master, his sword curtain was shattered one after another.
"Bang, bang, bang" At this time, there was a burst of weapon collisions, and the sparks splashed, very dazzling, just like night sky fireworks, illuminating the sky.
Although Young Master Pingcheng was very impressive, he was also at a disadvantage under the joint strong attack of Young Master Benlong and Jian Zun. Even so, he actually managed to survive, even if the situation was not good for him, but he still did not lose.