Zhutian Avenue

The looming lonely moon hangs in the north wind and snow.

In the faint light reflected by the seemingly absurd moonlight and snowflakes, the rough-made raft floated suddenly, its speed was not fast, but it instantly attracted the attention of everyone including Wu Er and Lin Weibai.

It was an old man who couldn't see his age. His back was rickety, his white hair and white eyebrows weren't the slightest twilight, but instead exuded the vitality of the rising sun.

The face is rosy, the eyes are deep and deep, and there is a heavy mountain-like, vast sea-like breath.

Old man?

middle aged?

Still young?

For a time, none of the monks could see what a person was like.

‘Who is this person? ’

Lin Naibai and Dao Nu were both stunned, searching for information about the two in their minds.

But got nothing.

I can’t remember when I offended such an old man, and they have never seen such a person in Dingtian City or even the entire Dingtian Mansion!

Who is this person? !

Why take such an undisguised murderous opportunity?

Huh~

In the night breeze, An Qisheng slowly raised his head, the eyes under the white eyebrows reflected all the people in the whole river channel, without exception, there was no way to escape.

For him, the change of shape naturally has no problem at all, he cannot come out as a child to meet people.

After all, if his strength is placed on a child under the age of one, the waves will be caused, I am afraid that it will be great, great.

Because even in the Wanyang world, there has never been such a powerful'baby' in the past 30 million years.

Dao Nu, Lin Weibai, and Wu Er...

Many people in the Blue Water City have seen these people, and even if they have not seen them, the breath of these three people is also standing among the hundreds of people, which can be seen at a glance.

Especially Wu Er, the brother of the first true biography of Jingyang Mountain, has a breath of tremendous breath, and he can already feel the bluntness coming from his face a few decades away.

This person's sternness penetrated into the bone marrow, and his cold eyes did not conceal any emotions.

And he also has his daunting capital.

In this world, Wu Erlang is the strongest person he has seen. He is higher than the blue narcissus. He who condenses out the "too-year-old body" is far from Yu Qianshan who has been caught in the forty years. comparable.

"This old guy..."

Wu Erlang raised his eyebrows slightly, he was open-minded, and he clearly felt a hint of crisis.

But after seeing his appearance, he was relieved.

There has always been a saying in the world that you would rather bully youngsters than windflowers. Youngsters may have strong potential in the future, but these old guys may have them now.

Especially in the practice world, the long and lively old guy, but none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

"Lin Weibai?"

Doubt, but affirmative tone, An Qisheng's light eyes fell on Lin Weibai's body.

"and who are you?"

Lin Guang's calm expression on his white face could not be maintained, and the fingers holding the handrail were already tight.

Master!

Another master!

That Wu Erlang's eyes are higher than the top, and he can be regarded as a master, must be impossible to be a mortal, but in fact, the comrade's breath is vague, and it is not weak at first glance.

Where did you offend such a master?

铮铮铮铮~

Compared with the oppression of Wu Er's breath, An Qisheng is an undisguised murder.

Under the murderous turmoil, many masters of the Lin family also drew their swords and swords, and the intention of the soldiers to kill the soldiers suddenly turned around the stunned guests around.

Suddenly fled, and did not dare to stay.

Fortunately, the Tianding Kingdom, or the entire Wanyang world, is well-established, and even people who have not embarked on the path of spiritual practice are likely to have a few hands.

At this moment, the embarrassed fled, hula la scattered things, like a duck returning home.

"Wu Er?"

An Qisheng ignored him, and his eyes fell on the black armored man who was breathing like flames: "It doesn't have to be anything to come first, whoever killed, who counts."

"You're so old, you still have to fight with me?"

The black armored squint squinted and smiled immediately. The voice emptied from the waves and the waves slammed against the Quartet: "Come on!"

The two just looked at each other from afar, as if they already knew each other's intentions and reached a consensus in just one sentence.

It seems that the next shot will be shot.

"Wu Er, old thief!"

The atmosphere was on the verge, Lin Kaibai finally took off his mask, and made a terrible roar: "Everyone will shoot, at any cost!"

boom!

Almost at the moment when Lin Weibai issued a long roar, all the Lin masters who supported him around him had all shots, and the swords were all out, like the dead, attacking An Qisheng and Wu Er on both sides.

锵锵锵锵~

The sword light roared, the sword light was like a forest, blood was rolling, and the tide was rising and falling.

These people are all masters who have been trained by the Lin family from generation to generation, and they have spent huge resources to train them. Among them, except for a few of them like Lingou, most of them have already condensed the spirit!

The next shot was an attack with the heart of jade and stone burning together.

The sound of the sword is not as fast as their kill!

If someone is watching from high altitude, they can see that a group of masters are divided into two groups, all walking in the air, pulling out more than a hundred sonic booms of dozens of miles, and they are suddenly killed towards An Qisheng and Wu Erlang. past!

"Second Lord, take care."

The black-clothed sword slave took a deep look at Lin Weibai, his figure turned, and then came first, swept across dozens of people's swords and swords, and a black knife with five fingers clasped the air in the night.

The first one killed An Qisheng!

He condensed the Yin snake method, and was most keen on the crisis. As early as when the two appeared one after another, he had discovered that the most terrifying crisis did not come from Wu Erlang, but from the mysterious man with white hair and white eyebrows!

He vaguely felt that if he fled this time, Wu Erlang would not shoot again, and this white-haired mysterious person is different, he will pursue endlessly!

Therefore, instead of striking Wu Erlang, who looked stronger on the bright side, he stepped across the sky, but killed An Qisheng.

He can perceive the horror of An Qisheng, and he knows that even if he takes the lead, there will be only one mobile phone meeting.

After that, no matter whether it is dead or alive, it is impossible to shoot again.

So, in a low roar, his whole body was boiling, his bones seemed to disappear instantly, a squeeze, like a boneless snake.

Snake dance sky, the speed of that black sword suddenly increased tenfold, only one person waved, the knife light pulled out seemed to fill the whole night!

Trapped in front of An Qi's life, it seemed that he would block every angle he pursued.

"Sword Slave!"

At the same time, Lin Weibai gritted his teeth and slammed his feet, slammed into the cabin and disappeared in place, avoiding the direct lock of the two people's eyes.

Escape directly without any trace of muddy water!

Roar~

And at the moment when the knife slave killed Xiang Qi, the group of dead soldiers who killed Xiang Erlang also roared like a dragon roaring.

A man in black screamed.

The whole person swelled up as if inflated, the blood was rolling, outlined a monster resembling a dragon, and directly killed Wu Erlang.

The real dragon!

According to legend, this is a monster born from the combination of dragons and elephants. The simple body even surpasses the dragons and elephants, but it is a top-notch real figure!

The only flaw is that there is no follow-up method of consolidating the spirit in this real shape picture, and even in this dragon shape real shape picture, no one walks through it.

It is suspected that the most core thing is lacking, so that the practice of this method can only stay in the true form forever, and there is no possibility of becoming enlightened.

However, under various restrictions, this dragon-like real shape is top-notch among all the real-life diagrams in Dongzhou, with a pure physique, and even comparable to some legendary real-life diagrams.

"A dog loyal to the Lord, but it's a pity that you didn't consolidate into a dragon like..."

Listening to the rumbling of the sword in the void, Wu Erlang's eyes moved slightly, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji with his cross arm on the side just raised.

Casually hack!

Bang!

The air waves tumbling, the halberd slammed down, like a meteor smashing into the river, instantly swaying thousands of tens of thousands of pounds of river water.

But the countless rivers did not criss-cross, and it was useless.

Instead, it seemed to have been subjected to a huge and immense force, and rushed towards the Fangtian Huaji with the horror speed of breaking through the sound barrier!

"what!"

Almost at the same time, the dozens of people who killed Wu Erlang all felt a huge and terrifying force, just like a black hole in front, any resistance would collapse.

In a way that looks strange to anyone, he hit the Fangtian Huaji in the past, as if committing suicide!

Sigh!

Blood flow like sand.

Wu Erlang's halberd is in front, step by step, calm and indifferent, so many rushing dead people have been killed under Fang Tianhua halberd.

So cruel, so irresistible.

For a time, all the people who fled across the strait were horribly disappointed. Looking at the tall figure holding Fang Tian Hua Ji, it was like seeing the Devil God alive!

As Wu Erlang raised his eyebrows, his eyes shrank suddenly.

Both ears were erected together, and the sound of "snap" closed tightly.

...

Just a few moments before Wu Erlang's shot, the dozens of soul-dead mortals also burned their blood, and with the sword slave launched a decisive blow to An Qisheng.

They didn't seem to be afraid, and they didn't be stingy with their bodies at all.

The killings flooded the night, and it was even colder than the roaring north wind.

Huh~

An Qisheng sat on the raft with a plain look.

More than half a year, it seems worthless to many people, but it is enough for An Qisheng to fully adapt to this world.

Adapt to this martial world.

He is still the true form, but his true form has already reached the third level of realm, which is equivalent to the strength of this world's "form"!

His body has undergone the most dramatic transformation since he was a human being across the four realms!

In just half a year, his physique and physical strength have surpassed any time before!

In the face of these many spiritual monks, he had no touch at all.

Call~

An Qisheng's expression was dull. Until the killing came, he slowly opened his mouth and spit out a byte:

"roll!!!"

Call~

The moment when this word spit out, it was like spitting out the most terrifying thunder.

No, this is not what Thunder can describe. It seems that the most terrifying storm in the universe is compressed to the extreme, and it spit out with its mouth!

Bang!

The void trembles, the airflow boils, and a white gas visible to the naked eye ignites the void, emitting a substantial divine light.

Rolling sound waves.

In an instant, the entire moon river was boiling, and the innumerable water waves rose into the sky. It seems that this wide river can hold a hundred paintings side by side, all in this roaring sound. Stand up!

terror!

terror!

Everyone who had long fled to the shore turned back inadvertently, and saw a layer of indescribable terrorist shock waves, as if ten million ancient beasts were madly trampling around.

"I......"

The knife slave that burned his blood and burst out of all means only felt a pain in his ears, and his eyes were black, and he was suddenly submerged by the wave of sound waves.

As early as the moment when An Qisheng spoke, he had already felt a huge crisis, but to no avail.

At the moment when the sonic wave burst, he didn't even have the slightest resistance, and he was directly broken by a shock, and his bones were gone!

But that sound wave didn't seem to weaken too much. Suddenly, it had already greeted the many dead people of the Lin family who used many means to evoke all spirits and squeezed all the blood to attack!

Rumble!

Discoloration of mountains and rivers~www.wuxiaspot.com~The river is boiling.

The large block of film is the disintegration of the sword light sword shadow, and the piece of the magic weapon level magic weapon that was in good condition is instantly lost its color, and together with the pieces of the sword light sword shadow were shaken into complete fragments.

Many of the Lin family deceased, even without a pit, were smashed by the quake on the spot, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and were overwhelmed by the terror wave set off by the murderous sound wave.

Blowing without a trace!

With a loud roar, all the Lin family deceased were shocked, and it also included a monk of "God of God" who had condensed the "dharma body"!

Shock!

The sound waves were rumbled, everyone on both sides of the quake buzzed in their heads, their eyes were black, and their hearts were terrified.

But all this is not over yet.

After that sonic wave shocked and killed all the dead, it was as if spiritually wrapped in countless winds of wind and gathered together.

The invisible sonic airflow naturally turned into a sublime sword, and Yu Erlang's ears were closed, his feet fell, and his pupils shrank.

A sword cut open the riverbed that was briefly seen again by countless rivers sloshing to heaven, revealing Lin Weibai, who was escaping from the craziness under the riverbed!

Wow~

The river of tens of thousands of pounds fell like a waterfall, and his face was pale, but he couldn't move like a thunderbolt.

He felt an indescribable murderous death lock him, leaving him invisible and afraid to run away.

Because there is nowhere to escape!

When the river was raining, Lin Baibai took a deep breath and walked out of the river bed. He looked extremely ugly at An Qisheng and asked awkwardly:

"who are you?!"

An Qisheng is still sitting on the raft, letting the water waves turn, the air current is turbulent and immovable like a mountain. After hearing the words, thinking a little, he spit out the name of this body:

"Yuanyang."

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