Wu Po Jiuxiao

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"Run!"

"The land of Huaxia, I can no longer come here!"

"This is not a human being, none of the martial artists in Kyushu are human!"

A goddess who was molested by the Bull Demon King let out a sharp cry.

The appearance of this goddess is quite good, especially the fiery figure is even more beautiful, and the Bull Demon King directly blasphemed this goddess.

Goddess of Wisdom, Goddess of the Forest, Goddess of Water...

Whether it is the goddess of the Norse gods or the female god of the Ospirin gods, the Bull Demon King never refuses anyone who comes, constantly molesting and profane, which makes him feel great...

However, soon, Zheng Shuang's Bull Demon King, who was molesting, was also attracted by the arrogant words in the void.

On the sky, one after another phantoms appeared.

These phantoms come from all directions, and each of them has a terrifying aura.

Or the sword intent is condensed, evolving into a mysterious phantom, or the energy of the fire is overwhelming, like the arrival of the god of fire...

No matter which one it is, it is clear that it has infinite deterrent power.

"These... do you mean...?!"

The faces of the Lord of Kunlun and the old monster in the sky suddenly showed a look of horror.

The phantom condensed, and immediately, the true appearance of these people was revealed.

An old man, his real age cannot be seen, the skin on his body has creases, and these creases are piled up together, even like skin bags that have lost their flesh and bones.

The mottled white eyebrows were dragged to the ground, at least three or four meters long.

That ancient appearance makes it difficult to see the real age of the other party, but from this ancient aura, it can be felt that these guys are definitely not young.

"Could it be that they are really them?"

The old monster Sky muttered in his mouth, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"I didn't expect that we came a step late!"

An old lady spoke slowly, the other party looked about 80 or [-] years old, and she was already out of shape, but her voice was very crisp, no less than that of the seventeen or eighteen years old However, such an old woman has a young girl's voice, not only does it not have the slightest pleasing taste, but on the contrary, it also has a disgusting feeling.

"Yeah, but this time, it's just a lesson. I've cut off their way. Even if these barbarians really dare to make a move, they won't escape my blow."

A middle-aged man said coldly, there was a long sword behind him, and the long sword was surrounded by a series of divine lights, and if you looked closely, you could actually see a series of ghosts from the divine lights. The dragon-shaped fluctuations are flickering, which is clearly the effect of the sword intent condensed into substance.

"However, in this barbaric land, everyone can get it and punish it. We can go to the western land to see when the time is right. If there are still heretics, kill them immediately. If you dare to come to our Kyushu to make trouble, this is courting death!"

There are about [-] or [-] people in this group, each of them looks like they are murderous, and they seem to have extraordinary strength, but these guys make Ye Fantian feel like he is relying on the old to sell the old.

This feeling is uncomfortable, quite unpleasant.

After all, they didn't do anything just now, and when they appeared, the enemy was no longer a threat at all, but this group of guys are still here to promote their great achievements, which is simply disgusting, even disgusting. Unbearable nausea.

"Dare to ask, but the master of the Izumo Sword Pavilion, the old master Feng Jianzun?!"

The Lord of Kunlun looked at a middle-aged man carrying a divine sword, and said respectfully.

The sword intent on this person has almost entered the realm of transformation. It is very powerful, majestic, and terrifying. Although standing there, it is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which can be used at any time. The way it pierces the sky.

The other party glanced at the Lord of Kunlun, and nodded slowly:

"That's right, I didn't expect that someone still remembered my name!"

It's good that the other party didn't speak, but at this time he opened his mouth to admit his identity replacement, and everyone was shocked to the extreme in their hearts, and the face of the Demon Dragon Emperor also changed slightly.

"Feng Jianzun, that is the supreme swordsman. It is rumored that he has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, and pursued the supreme swordsmanship all his life. His strength is against the sky, but this guy has become a legend. It has long been said that this person has been in the sword for more than 2000 years. It was already sitting down before, why is it still appearing now?"

"That's the Fengshen Sword. If it wasn't for the flickering of the wind and dragon swords on it, I'm afraid it would be really hard to tell."

"Oh my god, isn't that Bodhisattva?"

"Also, the Supreme King of Qilin..."

"This...these are all figures who became legends thousands of years ago. If there were no records, it would be impossible to believe that these people still exist, and their strength is still so terrifying and powerful!"

The voices of everyone's discussion have been continuously transmitted, and every discussion will make the voice of exclamation spread farther and farther.

"A group of guys pretending to be aggressive, why did you go there earlier, now that the enemy is gone, it's disgusting to come out to pretend to be aggressive!"

The Bull Demon King had a displeased look on his face, and he spoke slowly.

"It's really disgusting, such a disgusting guy, why isn't he dead?"

Chekov pouted and said.

"Boy, put down that artifact in your hand, it's not something you can touch!"

One suddenly shouted at Ye Fantian with a loud voice, his eyes flashed with divine light, and he locked on to Ye Fantian, as if Ye Fantian was a heinous person.

The person who spoke had a trace of frost on his face, he was cold, and the expression on his face was even more serious. He was wearing a Taoist robe, which showed the posture of a dragon and a tiger fighting.In terms of age, he looks like a young man in his 25s, but his breath is quite terrifying.

And an old man standing beside him was also dressed in the same way, but the aura on this body seemed to be a bit more violent, as powerful as a god.

When seeing this old man, soon everyone's faces began to show a touch of horror.

"This...isn't this the Tianwu King of Longhu Mountain?"

"My God, it is rumored that this person has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and then evolved into the illusion of a dragon and a tiger, a unique technique of fighting between a dragon and a tiger, enough to tear one side apart, □□ sky, why does such a character appear here ?”

"Yeah, what a scary guy!"

"That young man, could it be said that he is his disciple?"

"It's really good luck, the rare good luck in ancient times, to be able to become the disciple of Tianwu King, this is the good luck from the previous life!"

The voices of discussion from the crowd continued to spread.

But even the faces of the Yaolong Emperor or the Lord of Kunlun began to change.

Each of the group of people who came after that was probably a well-known figure, and even had infinite strength.

But the young man who spoke was only in the light of King Wu that day. How could the other party have the qualifications to shout here, especially Ye Fantian, he was the biggest reason for this victory, if it wasn't for rushing over quickly , I am afraid that everyone here was forcibly beheaded here.

Even the Demon Dragon Emperor and others have already made the determination to die, after all, their strength is still unable to confront Zeus and the others.

"Humph……"

Ye Fantian snorted coldly in his heart, and didn't care about this young man. In his eyes, the other party was just a junior, and it wasn't worth caring about at all.

"Boy, I'm talking to you, you dare to have such an attitude, you are insulting me!"

"Dragon born tiger? Is this guy a dragon born tiger?"

Someone reacted immediately, it seemed that they knew quite a lot about this dragon born tiger.

"Longshenghu is the most mysterious person among the Eleven Saints of China. The origin and information of this person are quite secretive. Even being honored as the Eleven Saints of China is only because of the strength of the other party. But in the end How terrifying it is, but no one can figure it out, but I didn't expect that this guy would be the disciple of King Wu of that day, King Tianwu of Longhu Mountain. This is a terrible legend. It is a great gift to be his disciple!"

"However, these people didn't make a move at all, and they didn't use much strength. They are so presumptuous at this time. It's really shameless!"

Someone muttered softly.

They are also strong from China. These strong men can shake the world with unparalleled power, but they did not appear when the Western strong came. Such a strength is naturally unconvincing.

In Zhu Qiang's heart, there is already a touch of disgust for this line of ancient strong men.

"Your Excellency, Senior Ye Fantian took control of the whole battle this time. If it wasn't for his appearance, we would all have fallen here. Your words seem to be a little too aggressive!"

The Lord of Kunlun frowned slightly, and spoke slowly to Long Shenghu.

"Hehe...it's because my disciple's words are a bit sharp!"

That day King Wu was in control as a generation, and his status and identity were extremely terrifying, so he apologized for his disciple's words, but soon, he looked at Ye Fantian again:

"It's really good to have such a cultivation level at such a young age, but this artifact is not something you can control. This artifact is called "Thunder" and it is a supreme artifact, but it can also be called magic energy. There is too much demonic aura in it, if it is controlled by ordinary people, it may be bound by it, if this is the case, it will be another disaster for Huaxia, so we have to take this artifact away!"

Ye Fantian frowned, looked at King Tianwu, and soon a faint sarcasm appeared on his face: "I've said so much, it's all nonsense, your goals are clearly these artifacts!" It was quite straightforward, and people couldn't refute it, without the slightest sympathy at all. As soon as these words came out, the faces of Wu Wang and others instantly became ugly...