On the top of the mountain, Ouyang Ming suddenly looked up at the sky and said in a cold voice, "Who is it? Get out of here!" At that moment, a special feeling suddenly appeared in his spiritual world, and there was a person hiding there. In the dark, this is the warning brought by the power of Tianfeng and the strange head.
Venerable Yu Qi's face immediately darkened, his eyes turned, and he looked around.
However, after a while, a strange look appeared on his face, and he asked doubtfully: "Master Ou, has someone really broken into the Beast King Sect?"
If this person were not Ou Yangming, he would have slapped him in the face and would not have been so polite at all. It was simply a fantasy that someone could sneak into the Beast King Sect. Moreover, he had been checking the surroundings, but he felt that the surroundings were empty and there was no one around. He couldn't help but have an additional thought in his mind, had Master Ou made a mistake
The old ape and the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts also looked strange.
With the three of them here, who else dares to spy in secret
Besides, Ouyang Ming is just an intermediate spiritual person. The three of us didn't notice it. How could you notice it
Ouyang Ming nodded heavily and said: "There is no mistake!"
In the darkness, someone let out a soft sigh in his heart and nodded secretly. He still had some connections, and he was worthy of being called the messenger of the Phoenix Clan. However, the aura on his body was still not revealed at all, and even his life characteristics were completely stagnant.
"You're not going to come out, are you?" Ouyang Ming sneered, his eyes condensed, and a light burst out from his eyes. He raised his right arm, and the energy from his dantian flowed out. Every cell in his body was trembling faintly, and veins popped up on his arms. Just like the writhing green worms, it actually looked a bit ferocious. It exploded with energy and punched the sky fiercely.
I saw an ink-colored halo as thick as an arm, moving upwards along the sky.
At this moment, the expressions of the three strong men finally changed. Since Master Ou had taken action, it meant that someone had really infiltrated around them.
When they looked at Ouyang Ming, their faces were burning because none of the three of them noticed it, but the spiritual person noticed it in the middle. Is his spiritual power really so strong? This is simply unimaginable.
Before the thoughts in my mind could stop, a voice that couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger came from the sky: "There is no false scholar under the great reputation. I have seen it all. Master Ou is really extraordinary."
As soon as the voice fell, a man in white robe slowly appeared in the sky. There was a layer of light white mist lingering all over his body, and the white mist enveloped the white robe, which seemed to be changing all the time, just like watching flowers in the mist or the moon in the water, giving people an illusive and hazy feeling, but at the same time he Every word and deed, movement and silence, coincides with the way of heaven, making people extremely comfortable. This contradictory yet unified feeling is intertwined with each other, making people dizzy.
Seeing this scene, even Venerable Yu Qi couldn't help but change his face slightly. This enemy is definitely not easy to deal with.
Someone was really hiding under his eyelids, but before he noticed it, Venerable Yu Qi looked at each other with the old ape and Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts. He jumped on his feet and soared directly into the sky, like the most amazing arc. The line spans to the sky, and the sound of piercing the sky is resounding and majestic. The wind and clouds in the sky turned upside down, and a muffled sound of thunder crashed down, echoing within ten miles, especially the river on the east side of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, which actually splashed countless waves, making all the disciples' hearts tremble.
Venerable Yu Qi circulates the power of his Dantian, and his robes move automatically without any wind. Without any hesitation, he snorted and tossed his sleeves in the air. The long sword in his hand flashed with light, and three red flowers appeared in front of him. Blood streaks appeared on the petals, as if they were carved with blood as ink.
"Sword skills, Hongshuang!" Venerable Yu Qi shouted coldly.
The petals rotated, and with a flick of the wind, the petals instantly became overwhelming, like the petals falling when the strong wind ravaged the peach blossom forest, directly distorting the air a foot in front of him, like a rapidly rotating wind blade hitting the white robe. The old man left, and the place where these petals fell was actually the heart of the old man in white robe. He obviously had murderous intentions. The sword followed him, and his body followed the petals, and stabbed hard with the long sword.
The white-robed old man smiled: "As expected of the Beast King Sect, with such power, yes, yes."
Even so, he still looked casual, bent his fingers, and had some time to stroke his beard. Suddenly, there was a clear and crisp sound of a sword in his right hand, and a white sword light appeared, suddenly approaching. At this moment, Yu Qizun The world in front of the reader turned into black and white, white is the lonely whiteness, black is the purest black, everything has become extremely barren, white and black intertwined like a black and white wooden fish that merge with each other, becoming the only thing in the world , spinning in his mind.
Venerable Yu Qi bit the tip of his tongue and finally recovered from this strange state. He looked horrified, but his reaction was not slow at all. An electric arc flashed out of his palms, gray light flashed on his arms, and he raised his hands in front of him to block.
Those who can step into the realm of the venerable are not the proud ones of heaven. They are dragons and phoenixes among men. Their state of mind, execution ability and ambition to win over the heavens have been tempered to the extreme. Without the ambition to make progress, let alone the venerable ones, even they are spiritual ones. I'm afraid they can all step in.
No matter how powerful this white-robed man is, Venerable Yu Qi has nothing to fear.
"Boom..." The two collided fiercely, and the exploding spiritual energy spread like water waves.
Countless clear traces of blood appeared on Venerable Yu Qi's arms. His eyes were solemn and his arms trembled slightly.
Seeing that something was wrong, the old ape and the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts looked at each other and rose into the sky at the same time.
They were extremely confused in their hearts, when did such a strong person appear in the spiritual world? Every time he took action, there was a unique charm, as if he had reached the realm of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water.
Ouyang Ming stared straight at the sky. The battle between levels has been reduced to simplicity. Every seemingly small movement, if you think about it carefully, you will get something different every time you visualize it, especially when it is different from what you have learned. The martial arts were compared with each other and confirmed one by one, which actually gave him a feeling of exhilaration.
Suddenly, he grabbed his right hand outward, and a suction force burst out from his palm. A bamboo pole flew from the roadside and was held firmly in his hand.
Use the sky and the earth as paper, the bamboo pole as the pen, and the sand as the ink.
One arc after another is drawn, giving off a sense of indifference.
The old ape stopped what he was doing, looked at the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts in surprise, and said, "Oh, Master Ou's qualifications..."
Ten Thousand Beasts stood in the sky, touched the tip of his nose lightly, a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and sighed: "In addition to Master Ou's talent in forging, his talent in martial arts also makes it difficult for many geniuses. Look back." He shook his head, unable to express his feelings.
The old man in white robe waved his sleeve in the air, the light in his hand flashed away, and his wrist flipped, making a sudden crisp sound.
With lightning speed, he blocked Venerable Yu Qi's elbow and punched out at the same time. A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye reverberated and accompanied by a roar, the old man in white robe saw the move and used it. This elbow strike, a Tai Chi push, a light tap, and two steps back, without any sense of messiness, but with a charm that is difficult to describe in words.
He stabilized his body and looked down, with a clear arc at the corner of his mouth, sighing, good boy, let me see how much you can learn today. If your understanding and talent are good enough, it doesn't matter if I give you a blessing. It can also be regarded as a blessing between you and me. Turning his fingers slightly, a simple long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was three feet long and three inches wide. The red light flowed on it, and a powerful energy wave spread out.
The old man in white robe slightly bowed his back and kept drawing out his long sword. His swordsmanship was unpredictable. It might be as majestic as a volcano erupting, or as quiet and deep as a nine-secret cold spring, or as cold as a thousand-foot ice peak on the top of a snow-capped mountain. , all kinds of sword movements are integrated into one furnace, seamlessly integrated.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light actually suppressed Venerable Yu Qi.
The old ape took a breath and roared violently. The white light from the space bag on his body flashed, and a huge war hammer flew out. It turned out to be a fine fifth-level magic weapon.
Looking at it, this warhammer is at least one foot long. It is not like an ordinary warhammer. The top is not flat, but rather sharp, giving people an unparalleled and huge pressure.
The old ape roared, and tightened the handle of the hammer with his fingers, and a cold light shone on the dark surface of the war hammer.
Knocked hard in the air, this time, it was like a heavy hammer knocked crookedly and hitting a piece of glass.
Where the war hammer fell, the air was swept out by a huge force and instantly became a vacuum.
The white-robed old man's face was slightly red, and he drew out his sword again. The sword energy was not ferocious, but a bit dull. However, this seemingly ordinary blow directly made the old ape's face change. He no longer held back at all. He was at the level of a Venerable. All the power was poured into the war hammer, and the brilliance directly filled the top of the mountain. The giant hammer flew directly towards the sword energy. In an instant, the sword energy was shattered into pieces.
The old ape also showed an abnormal flush on his face.
At some point, the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts had already circled behind the white-robed old man and attacked from his back. His tall body was extremely oppressive. His hair stood on end, creating a storm, and he pressed forward with a majestic and mountainous momentum. This was the aura of king and domineering developed by living in the top position in Ten Thousand Beast Ridge for a long time, and the momentum was developed through the baptism of countless victories. This aura was The momentum was like a mountain, setting off a storm, trying to shake the white-robed old man's Taoist heart.
But the old man in white robe was not affected at all. Instead, he stepped forward diagonally and slashed the air with the long sword in his hand, which was cold and terrifying.
Upon seeing this, the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts' face darkened, and he snorted coldly, saying: "Seek death, kill!" Before his voice fell, the muscles all over his body swelled up, as if they were filled with blood, and pulled out countless astonishing arcs, even around him. The air trembled.
The hands of the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts were wrapped in ink, like runes that were about to break. He punched out directly without any reason or reason. Qi and strength blended with each other. Wherever the punch passed, the air was instantly peeled off. There was only a loud noise like muffled thunder.