"Who?"
Looks like a god, overlooking the world, as if nothing was left to him, Nangong Qingfeng's complexion suddenly changed, and there was a dignified look in his eyes. He is a sword fairy of Wuhou, and he did not find anyone approaching him. The strength is strong, it is obvious that it is very likely to be as good as oneself, but an ancestor of Wuhou! ! !
But soon, the dignity was replaced by the raging anger. Since he successfully opened the acupuncture hole and stepped into the Wuhou realm, when has he been so despised, even if the ancestors of the Iron Sword Sect often treat him Three points of courtesy, it is absolutely impossible to call him a junior, this is exactly Chi Guoguo's slap in the face! ! !
The terrifying mental power that made countless high-ranking martial artists tremble with fear, trembling, all of a sudden, swept across the entire Chu Mansion.
"No... No, this... How is this possible... How is it possible..." Nangong Qingfeng's heart was shocked, with what he is now As long as the cultivation base is not high-level Wuhou deliberately hiding, even some middle-level Wuhou can hardly hide from his spiritual search, and high-level Wuhou, what kind of existence is that, in this era of the end of martial arts, it is said to be the strongest. It is not an exaggeration. They are better than their Iron Sword Sect and high-rank Wuhou, who can count them with one hand, and among the few ancestors of San Xiu, there is no one. As far as he knows, The current first person in the Tang Dynasty, Liuyun ancestor, is just a step into the realm of the fifth heaven, and it is not a little bit behind the high-level Wuhou realm! ! !
"He must be hiding outside the Chu Mansion, he must be like this, he must be like this..."
"Rumble!!!"
The terrifying spiritual consciousness continued to sweep, as if surging rivers, centered on the Chu Mansion, spreading vastly in all directions.
"Ah! Who is it? Horror... It's too horrible... This is the gap in the life level, invincible, absolutely invincible, just a trace of spiritual aftertaste, can make me There is no place for burial..." in all directions, countless warriors shrouded in that terrifying spiritual consciousness, from the strong martial masters, to the ordinary warriors, all squatted on the ground, trembling, their eyes were trembling. In addition to fear or fear, it was like being stared at by a giant beast, life and death were not under their control.
"Ah! No, still not..." I don't know when, Nangong Qingfeng's forehead oozes a little bit of cold sweat. At this moment, his spiritual sense has expanded to the extreme, and most of Liyang City is enveloped in his spiritual sense. Below, still nothing.
"Difficult... Is it possible that this seat is out... There is an auditory hallucination?"
at this time... ... .
The hoarse and ethereal voice swept from all directions again, revealing undisguised contempt, "Junior, relying on you, do you want to find this seat?"
"Ah! It's not an auditory hallucination!!!" Nangong Qingfeng's complexion changed again, and her heart was faintly disturbed, "Damn it, where is it?"
"Ah! It's the ancestor, the ancestor has come to save us, the ancestor has come to save us..."
At this moment, Chu Bingxin finally reacted, and his heart was immediately filled with joy, as if a bright light of hope cut through the endless darkness, steaming from her heart, although she did not know the specific cultivation of her ancestors, but it was definitely The ancestors of Wuhou undoubtedly, they are not without hope of victory! ! !
When the cultivation base reaches the Wuhou state, the number of people is no longer useful. Although the opponent still has hundreds of top sword repairs, the real key is that Wuhou state sword fairy! ! !
"No! Still nothing!!!" After a careful search again, there was still no trace of Wuhou ancestors. Nangong Qingfengxin suddenly sank to the bottom, "Difficult... It's difficult to come true... ... is really a high-rank Wuhou? Legend has it that the old thief was in the same era as Chu Zhengyang, maybe he really...really..."
Once the martial artist develops the profound orifice, Shouyuan will immediately skyrocket to five hundred years of life, and then every time it breaks through the sky, it will skyrocket again for one and a half hundred years of life. The limit is almost a thousand years of life. Then Chu Zhengyang was born more than 700 years ago. It was not impossible that the person would be older than Chu Zhengyang, and his cultivation base would break through the Seventh Marquis Realm! ! !
"No...Impossible, different from casual cultivators. I and other sect children, every time I get promoted, it is extremely difficult, especially in this era of the end of martial arts, for thousands of years, I have never heard of any casual cultivator promoted to the rank of Wuhou. , There must be some secret treasure that hides his breath, it must be so, it must be like this... "Although the secret treasure that can perfectly hide the breath of Wuhou ancestors is rare, it is not unavailable," and if it is a high-level Wuhou Patriarch, why hide your head and show your tail and suppress yourself straightforwardly... I can’t say that his cultivation base is still under me, but it’s just a mystery..."
The more I think about it, the more I feel that the other party is using that empty city plan and want to scare me away. In an instant, the corner of Nangong Qingfeng’s mouth cracked, and a sneer of disdain was crossed.
next moment... ... .
"Old guy, I don't want to eat you, I quickly roll out to fight with this seat, otherwise, I will kill all of the Chu family!!!" The rolling sound wave stretches all directions, which contains endless killing intent. If the death roar, the call of the Hades, don’t you look at the Chu family? Well, come out and die with this seat! ! !
"Ah! No, the ancestors help, the ancestors help!!!"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!!!"
"The ancestors save me, save me!!!"
Suddenly, the Chu Mansion was wailing, and the ants were still alive, let alone people. Throughout the ages, apart from those specially trained dead men, there were a few people who could not shoot them to death.
"Good! Good! Good! How dare you threaten this seat with the Chu family junior, junior, you succeeded in angering this seat!!!" The hoarse voice contained endless killing intent, which made people tremble from the depths of the soul, "Junior. , Pay the price for your words!!!"
"Old things with their heads and tails hidden, this seat is here, if you have a seed, let..." Suddenly, Nangong Qingfeng's voice was stagnant, and his eyes were furious, as if he had seen a legendary ghost.
"Boom!"
The sky and the earth shook for a while, the light and darkness changed, and the entire sky suddenly became bright! ! !
Like the whole world, suddenly fell into the dazzling silver light world! ! !
Time seems to have stopped! ! !
Suddenly, from the direction of the collateral disciple's house, a terrifying big hand suddenly appeared! ! !
This big hand is much bigger than anyone imagined, and it seems to be able to cover the entire Chu Mansion. Its silver light shines and its radiance is immense, like the origin of all light, shining on the nine states, shining on the heavens and the world, and just like that The hand of the gods suppresses everything in the world. The power contained in it is far beyond the imagination of human beings. It can easily destroy a world, pass by with a big hand, and all the space will collapse, and in all directions, there will be great destruction everywhere. state! ! !
"Ah! High-ranking Wuhou! What a high-ranking Wuhou!!!" Nangong Qingfeng broke out with a desperate howl, the terrifying aura exuded by this big hand was more terrifying than he felt in the several high-ranking Wuhou masters of the Iron Sword Sect. The breath is not bad at all, even worse, it is definitely an invincible power belonging to the high-rank Wuhou! ! !
Endless regrets flooded into his heart. Isn’t it just a small Eighth Heaven Sword Master? They Qingfeng Sword Sect, there are not twenty, there are ten, and the dead one, what's the big deal, what's the best? Now It's good, even he has taken it in. If there is a regret medicine to buy in the world, he must buy one, no, ten without saying a word! ! !
He wanted to dodge, but the space in all directions had already been blocked by that invincible force, so he had no other possibility besides hard regrets! ! !
"Ah! No! This seat is still young and has a bright future. How can you die here, ah! Give this seat a break!!!" A heart-piercing wailing, like a mourning.
Nangong Qingfeng's whole body of sword aura, sword intent, sword power.... Crazy burning, and his strongest sword burst out all at once. At this moment, he couldn't care about any taboos, potentials, and potentials. Without this level, everything is vain! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
A golden light of sword energy burst out in an instant, and slammed towards the silver light hand. This sword energy is a hundred feet long, without the size of a door. With the blessing of the shattered sword intent at the beginning of the eighth floor, it is sharp to the extreme, as if the world. All things, there is nothing that cannot be penetrated, the space is like a piece of paper, it is penetrated in an instant, and it is easy to slaughter ghosts and gods, and extinguish immortals! ! !
This is the ultimate sword, the strongest sword of Nangong Qingfeng! ! !
However, under absolute power, everything is in vain! ! !
Between the breaths! ! !
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ..
Hundred-zhang Jianqi burst, shattered, and turned into bits and pieces, floating and spilling! ! !
The big hands continue to crush the sky, such as Mount Tai crushing the top, crushing all souls! ! !
"Ah! I am not reconciled, not reconciled..."
"Rumble!!!"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you for your reward! ! !