Huang Xiaolong didn't even look at the brawny man with a big sword. He turned around and coldly scanned the sect disciples who rushed towards him.
Those sect disciples who had rushed towards Huang Xiaolong, saw the head of the brawny man suddenly rolling down, and the head's round eyes, as if he didn't even know how to die, they stopped in fright.
Some disciples even sweated coldly on their backs.
Many of them recognize this brawny man.
The opponent was a disciple of the ghost sword sect, named Liu Jin, who was an early powerhouse of the eighth stage of the ancient god, and was born with a special divine body, which had extremely strong defenses, but now, he was severed with a sword by Huang Xiaolong!
What is Huang Xiaolong's strength
Huang Xiaolong is definitely not as simple as the middle stage of the sixth stage of the ancient gods on the surface.
In the distance, Shi Long saw Huang Xiaolong cut off the head of that ghost knife disciple Liu Jin with a single sword. He was slightly surprised and said indifferently: "It seems that this kid is really strong. These black spars."
Chen Jianfeng smiled and said: "With his strength, he is also dealing with those small sect disciples who are weak. In front of you, Brother Shi Long, I think it will only be a matter of one or two tricks."
What he meant was that Huang Xiaolong could only support one or two moves in front of Shi Long.
Shi Long nodded: "Pay attention to that kid, don't let him escape."
Chen Jianfeng said, "Senior brother, don't worry."
After Huang Xiaolong beheaded the ghost knife disciple Liu Jin's head with a single sword, he frightened the other disciples, and continued to work hard to collect these phantom spars with the Golden Horn Mavericks.
These phantom spars are naturally the bigger the better.
Therefore, Huang Xiaolong directly ignores the small ones and chooses the big ones.
Huang Xiaolong flew over a half-meter-sized phantom spar dozens of meters in front, but at this moment, a disciple of the mid-level 8 peak of the ancient god of the short blade gate also came to this phantom spar. Obviously this The disciple of the short blade gate also collects this phantom spar.
When the short-blade disciple saw Huang Xiaolong, he was taken aback, and then he said coldly: "Are you going to roll or I did it? But before I do it, let me remind you that I'm not Liu Jin, the ghost-blade disciple."
Huang Xiaolong said indifferently: "Before I do, I also remind you that you'd better get out by yourself now."
The short blade gate disciple became angry, and with a wave of the short blade in his hand, he immediately beheaded to Huang Xiaolong.
The short-blade blade glow is heavy, wave after wave, it is the unique knives of the short-blade door.
At this moment, Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his hand, stretched out two fingers of his right hand, and passed through the waves of heavy knives, unexpectedly clamped the short blade in the opponent's hand.
Everyone was in a daze.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes were cold, two fingers pressed forward, and the short blade was inserted into the middle of the opponent's neck, penetrating his neck, then Huang Xiaolong slapped his fingers, and the short blade turned, the head of the short blade disciple Roll to the ground.
died!
The surroundings seemed to be silent.
Some of the short blade gates, Jinfeng Tower, and other disciples of various factions who were collecting the Phantom Spar gestured to a stop, and they were dumbfounded, somewhat unbelievable.
Although surprised by Huang Xiaolong's strength, everyone couldn't believe that Huang Xiaolong even dared to kill the disciples of the Short Blade Sect!
After Shi Long stayed for a while, thunder light from both eyes burst out suddenly, his figure flashed, and he fell in front of the corpse of the short blade gate disciple.
Looking at the head of the short-blade sect disciple, Shi Long turned around and stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Originally, I wanted you to live an extra hour. Now, let me die!" Both palms shot Huang Xiaolong instantly. Come.
Countless thunder lights gush out.
Lightning flashed across his body.
"The secret of the short-blade gate is not passed on, the big thousand thunder palm!" Jinfenglou Zhang Yadong looked solemn when he saw this.
A few days ago, it was reported that Shi Long Xiu became a great thunder palm. He didn't believe it at first, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he didn't expect Shi Longzhen to cultivate!
Originally, his strength was between that of Shi Long, but Shi Long, who has cultivated into a large thunder palm, is definitely above him.
"It looks like that kid is going to suffer!" a Jinfenglou disciple behind Zhang Yadong said, referring to Huang Xiaolong.
Zhang Yadong nodded: "The Big Thousand Thunder Palm is the secret of the short-blade gate, and its power is earth-shattering." Suddenly, he opened his mouth and stopped, only to see Huang Xiaolong raise his hand with a punch, which blasted away all the thunder light of the Big Thousand Thunder Palm, and Shi Long I was shocked by Huang Xiaolong and backed again and again, and kept backing out several tens of meters.
This result made Zhang Yadong and other Jinfenglou disciples dumbfounded.
Chen Jianfeng and other short-blade sect disciples were even more shocked.
Earlier, those disciples of the sect who and Guidaomen disciple Liu Jin regarded Huang Xiaolong as soft persimmons, and some of the sect disciples who wanted to step forward to snatch the phantom spar from Huang Xiaolong's hand even beat their hearts unsuspectingly.
After Huang Xiaolong blasted Shi Long back with a punch, he ignored the frightened people, urged by the three supreme gods, turned around and collected the phantom spar into the ghost and Buddha ring.
"Fifty-three yuan."
Huang Xiaolong said in his heart.
Before and after, he collected a total of fifty-three yuan.
If you add the golden horn calf, it's about 100 yuan.
These more than one hundred phantom spars are enough for him to refine the artifact and temper the chalk body.
Shi Long was shocked by Huang Xiaolong, his face flushed like purple, and his eyes were terrifying killing intent. He stared at Huang Xiaolong like a peerless beast, and his whole body was like a waterweed.
"Big Thousand Thunder Palm, Ten Thousand Thunder Vortex!"
His palms rose sharply, and he slapped Huang Xiaolong crazily again.
I saw a huge vortex formed by lightning appear, lightning flashes from high altitude, and sky thunders rolled and fell into the vortex one by one, and the vortex expanded. In an instant, hundreds of sky thunders rolled and fell into the vortex.
This vortex of ten thousand thunders is the strongest move of the Great Thousand Thunder Palm. It absorbs the power of the thunder and destroys the world. However, with Shi Long's current strength, he can only absorb at most five or six hundred thunders. Of course, five or six. Hundreds of sky thunders gathered together, and the power was extremely terrifying.
Wan Lei Vortex came to the top of Huang Xiaolong's head in an instant, and swallowed it down towards Huang Xiaolong while spinning.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes were cold, and when he was about to take a shot, suddenly, the golden horn calf opened his mouth and snorted, and countless purple thunders rolled and slammed the vortex of thousands of thunders to the point that there was no trace of scum left.
Immediately, the golden horn calf's ass turned, the oxtail swept away, and a thunder whip formed by purple thunder drew towards Shi Long fiercely.
Shi Long was shocked, his hands slapped continuously, but he found that his big thunder palm could not stop the purple thunder whip at all. Seeing the purple thunder whip drew in front of him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly displayed the ancient secret method. Hide, this is worthy of hiding.
The purple thunder whip swept the place where he stood before, snap! The entire mountain shook violently, and a huge crack that was hundreds of miles long appeared.
Everyone's heart beat violently, and they all looked at the golden horn calf in amazement.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong and Golden Horn Mavericks looked into the distance at the same time, their eyes condensed, this breath! Is the strong ancestor! A strong ancestor is here! (To be continued. "This text is provided by the Breaking Dawn Update Team@茗芗梦荟" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest motivation.)