Tear!
Dao Meng Senhan splashed a sky of flames on the ground, slashing towards the white slave.
"Looking for death!" Although the sky was shattered, Bai Slave was not afraid of it. He volleyed and pointed at a distance, and the white emperor phantom in the sky fell tumbling down.
In the ancient days of Tianfeng Pavilion, four of the most outstanding disciples were born under the ancestor of Tianfeng.
All four of them had stood at the pinnacle of the world, and they all created their own set of peerless martial arts.
Among them, the founder of Baidiquan is the "Baizu" of Tianfeng Pavilion.
Bai Zu was famous for his horizontal training of his body. He rose most into the air, and a group of fiercely smashed against the huge sea beasts, enjoying the violent beauty of the rumbling and breaking.
As time went by, the Baidi fist created by Bai Zu, Caixia appeared when he attacked, and the Baidi was looming in the Caixia.
Caixia is just the surface.
Baidi, is the real power!
"Bai Di is coming!" Bai Nu's eyes were like fire, and he burst out with a fist, slashing towards Deng Jiuling from a distance.
Wherever the fist wind went, the heavenly trees burst and collapsed, and the earth was full of boiling fire.
At the same time, the Baidi phantom in the void finally fell.
"The resignation of the Emperor Baidi to the colorful clouds!"
"Thousands of miles of Jiangling will be paid back in one day!"
Roar!
Before the white slave galloped, the white emperor in the void suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
The sound was like thunder, containing extremely terrifying power, and the shaking Sedum almost fainted.
cut!
Bai Nu's powerful punch finally fell.
boom!
Behind, a small mountain peak, swept by this fierce fist, instantly began a landslide and collapsed.
However, in the face of this monstrous punch, Deng Jiuling was not moved. Instead, he raised a three-meter sword and said lightly: "Cut!"
Tear!
The sword air was like a rainbow, and a cyan blade light instantly tore the earth, like a blue dragon coming out of water, instantly penetrating the white emperor in the void.
"It's just a white ape, dare to call himself Baidi so arrogantly?"
Deng Jiuling looked disdainful, and raised the knife again: "Cut it again!"
Tear!
After the second sword, the Emperor Bai in the sky shattered and completely disappeared without a trace.
The blade light did not dissipate, but went on all the way, and finally fell on Bai Nu's eyebrows.
A touch of red and black blood, flowing slowly from the center of the white slave's eyebrows, fell to the ground.
"I... Lost?"
The white slave knelt on his knees, his eyes full of incredible: "My dignified nine-level horizontal training grandmaster, unexpectedly defeated?"
Boom!
At the moment when the white slave died, amidst the misty void, a phantom of an ancient bronze clock suddenly appeared.
Boom! Boom! ... Boom!
The bell rang nine times, one more hurried than one, and it resounded all over a hundred miles in an instant.
"The funeral bell is ringing? My Tianfeng Pavilion has the power to fall?"
"The sound comes from the clouds and mist. Could it be Mrs. Ge...?"
Hum!
Those strong men who were besieging and suppressing Pavilion Master Jingtai stopped one after another when they heard the words, with amazement in their eyes.
Even Pavilion Master Jingtai stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Continue to attack, don't let the pavilion master go to Yunwuze!" The second elder roared.
Cang!
As soon as the voice fell, everyone continued to draw their swords.
In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow.
…
Clouds and mists, among the clouds and mists.
The great elder stumbled, his eyes full of collapse.
"This damn formation, that damn Deng Xiao, how can I get out?" The elder disheveled, his eyes full of madness.
"But the old man doesn't need to worry about it. When I insist on it, my son's scenery is in the line of inheritance, and he will naturally open the formation and let the old man leave."
The Great Elder looked savage: "After the old man went out, the first thing he did was to kill Deng Xiao and Sedum! Humph!"
Boom!
Listening to the death bells from afar, the elder's expression changed suddenly: "This is... Among the four major slaves, someone has fallen?"
The great elders often come to Yunwuze, all sorts of flattering to Tianfeng Pavilion, and also inquired a lot of secrets.
Therefore, the elder knew very well that this was among the four strongest slaves in Yunwuze, and one of them had fallen.
As for which slave fell, the great elder is not quite clear.
But even the weakest slave has the terrifying combat power that is not inferior to the master Jingtai.
"Could it be Sedum...?"
When this idea just emerged from his heart, the elder shook his head and vetoed it immediately: "Sedum doesn't have that much power yet, it seems it should be Deng Xiao."
But Deng Xiao is only a sophomore this year. Can he actually kill one of the four major slaves
"Does Sedum have other foreign aid?" The Great Elder was a little suspicious.
…
The astonishing movement of the death bell also awakened the old Tianfeng Pavilion who was meditating on the futon. He opened his eyes suddenly, and his old eyes were full of sorrow.
"Red, blue!" Old Tianfeng Pavilion roared.
boom!
In the molten volcano, a towering figure suddenly soared into the sky. He galloped like the wind, and the fire flew as he walked, as if he could melt the earth.
boom!
The calm sea suddenly cracked, and a shirtless iron tower man kicked a shark with a bang and stepped forward on the waves.
The two atmospheres were equally powerful, the towering strong man, kneeling at the feet of the old Tianfeng Pavilion.
The old Tianfeng Pavilion's eyes were cold, his throat rolled like thunder, and finally turned into a cold word: "Kill!"
"Yes, master!"
boom! boom! ... Boom!
The two of them stepped on the ground, and every step they took would shatter the ground and ignite an endless fire.
The two walked quickly, but in the blink of an eye, they came to Deng Xiao.
"Ant, die!"
"dead!"
The red and black, without a word of nonsense, directly raised their fists and thumped at Deng Jiuling.
"Big Brother!" Jingtian roared, but could only watch this scene happen.
When the white slave attacked just now, it was only aftermath, which severely injured Sedum.
The strength of the four major slaves is almost the same, and a white slave is so powerful. Now that the red and blue slaves join forces, what fear will it be
Rumble!
Wherever the two slaves' fists went, even the rocks melted, and endless fire spread across the earth.
However, in the face of this monstrous crisis, Deng Jiuling flew straight ahead, his eyes full of pride: "Cut it again!"
Cang!
With a knife like snow, the blue dragon roared in the blade's light, and instantly tore through the raging fire, and the blade fell on the red slave's neck.
"I am the pinnacle of the Ninth-Rank Horizontal Training Grandmaster, and my body is invincible at the same level!" Hong Nu had a dull expression on his face, completely ignored Deng Jiuling's blade, and continued to move forward with a fist.
"Really?" Deng Jiuling said with disdain, slightly hard: "Cut!"
Cang!
As soon as the voice fell, a big head volleyed into the air, and the headless body continued to wave its fists forward.
boom!
The next moment, the head fell to the ground, and the headless corpse smashed into the mountain wall, and was quickly turned into nothingness by the fire.
"Big Brother!" Lan Nu widened his eyes, and looked at Deng Jiuling's gaze, suddenly a horrible look: "Smelly boy, if I guessed correctly, the knife you just made aroused all your infuriating energy, didn't it?"
"Yes." Deng Jiuling nodded, eyes full of pride: "I don't have much true energy in my body now, but there is no pressure to kill you."
Deng Jiuling has been lurking since the Battle of the Mohist Tongtian Island, keeping a low profile, silently recovering from his wounds.
But the dragon, after all, has to soar into the sky to let the world know his majesty!
Today is Deng Jiuling, the day of Hengdao Beiming!
"The sword drawing style of the predecessors from all over the world is really unmatched!" Holding the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand, Deng Jiuling's eyes were full of monstrous battles.
In the past, I used the power of one person to cross the watershed of the Mohist school, and run wildly!
Today, I can also cross the Tianfeng Island, and it is still-Rampant Wuji!
People stop killing!
Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!
This is Deng Jiuling's self-confidence!
Cang!
Deng Jiuling's blade was cold, and raised his middle finger to Lan Nu, disdainful and unconcealed in his eyes.
"you wanna die!"
The anger in Lan Nu's eyes finally reached its extreme. His bones crackled and he put a pair of blue gloves on his hands.
"Blue Dragon gloves!" Jingtian exclaimed, his eyes horrified.
"It's actually a blue dragon glove!" Deng Jiuling was also taken aback, looking curious.
The Blue Dragon Boxing Gloves ranks in the Four Seas Weapon Book and the first in the Boxing Book. It is extremely powerful and can be called a myth.
The Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword in Deng Jiuling's hand is a spectrum of weapons in the Four Seas, the first in the spectrum of swords, and it can be called a peerless sword.
But the Blue Dragon gloves are not in the same rank!
The two are the same level of existence!
Sedum knew that Deng Jiuling was holding a Blue Dragon Yanyue Sword.
But Sedum knew better that Lan Nu's boxing skills ranked first among the four major slaves.
At the very beginning, both the white slave and the red slave didn't use their full strength because they looked down on Deng Jiuling, and Deng Jiuling succeeded in a surprise attack and beheaded to death.
But this time, it was different.
Lan Nu already understood the power of Deng Jiuling, he naturally wouldn't be big, but sacrificed the killer.
And Lan Nu knew very well that Deng Jiuling's sword technique seemed to be powerful, but the sequelae were so great that he couldn't use it continuously.
"Boy, even if you still have some remaining true energy, you are still not Lao Tzu's opponent!" Lan Long laughed wildly, and slammed Deng Jiuling with a fist.
This punch was like a blue dragon rushing, and wherever it went, blue flames appeared on the ground, making the temperature in all directions instantly cold.
But in a flash, all directions turned into blue ice sculptures!
too fast!
It's so fast!
Before Jingtai woke up, Lan Nu's shocking punch had already landed on Deng Jiuling.
"No!" Shockingly, he couldn't help roaring out loud.
The blue dragon glove is extremely terrifying, and the blue slave martial arts is better than Deng Jiuling. How to fight this battle
Moreover, Deng Jiuling's true energy has long been exhausted at this moment!
But the next moment, before Lan Nu had time to be happy, he was shocked to find that he had actually missed a punch.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew through, and Deng Jiuling's figure disappeared.
"Afterimages? Not good!" Lan Nu's pupils shrank, and he was about to turn around. There was already a gleaming sword on his neck.
"Cut!" Deng Jiuling uttered like thunder, turned into a raging fire, and quickly slashed towards Lan Slave.
"Fast speed, am I going to die?" Lan Nu looked terrified, as if seeing death beckoning.
"Big Brother, is he so strong?" Jing Tian widened his eyes and fell into a daze.
Tianfeng Pavilion is famous for its attack speed, but Deng Jiuling's sword drawing speed is actually faster
Incredible!
However, at this critical moment, an old and furious voice suddenly rang from the rear: "Keep someone under the knife!"