I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2235 Both shot to add more to the child

"Xuankong old man, don't you only know how to roar in this way, can others not? Can roaring these two voices scare the old man to death?" Elder Baihu was angry, his eyes widened, and he suddenly yelled : "Xuankong old man, step back for the old man!"

It seems that this Daoist roar has used [-]% of his strength, which is stronger than the power of the real Xuankong. The man opened his mouth, and the two Taoist priests, Qingyun and Qingxuan, who were standing beside Wu Feng, covered their mouths. Wu Feng's ear, another person tightly grasped Wu Feng's arm, and put the other hand on Wu Feng's back, Wu Feng suddenly felt a warm breath Along the back, it poured into the dantian through the eight extraordinary meridians, and gradually gained some strength.

But before Wu Feng could react, he immediately felt a gust of wind coming out of his face, as if he was running fast, and then slammed into a wall fiercely, and then flew backwards, even the two people around him The uncle followed suit and staggered a few times, finally stabilizing his figure.

If so, as soon as Wu Feng stood up, his chest was oppressed, he spit out a mouthful of old blood, and fell down limply, and then he was framed by two uncles, if it wasn't for Uncle Qingxuan secretly With internal strength, Wu Feng would definitely pass out from the shock of this Daomen Roar.

Not only the few of them backed up again and again, even Daoist Xuankong took half a step back in shock, and the Maoshan masters around him who were masters and uncles also took a few steps back. Let alone those who were of the seniority of the masters and uncles, they took a full dozen steps back before stopping.

This Elder Baihu's cultivation base, but with this Daomen Roar skill, you can know how powerful he is, and even Daoist Xuankong can't stand it.

Elder Xuankong looked at Elder Baihu, and said still coldly: "Elder Baihu, I haven't seen you for more than [-] years, and your cultivation has improved again. Do you dare to fight against the poor? Let's compare."

"Haha... Xuankong old man, we fought against each other more than [-] years ago, and at that time it was only between brothers. In the past [-] years, I have never slacked off for a moment, so you are not afraid that the old man will beat you to the ground. You have lost face in front of these disciples and grandchildren?" Elder Baihu sarcastically said.

"If you want to beat Pindao to the ground, you have to have that ability!" Elder Xuan Kong said, and took a few steps forward.

"Okay! Since you want to make a fool of yourself, the old man will help you!"

After all, Elder Baihu suddenly jumped up from his horseback, leaped three to five feet, then turned a few somersaults in the air, landed firmly on the ground, and quickly walked towards Master Xuankong. When Elder Baihu jumped off the horse, Master Xuankong also quickened his pace, and with the clothes fluttering, the two quickly collided.

When everyone was out of reach, Elder Baihu and Daoist Xuankong both shot out their palms, and the palms were slapped silently, but the clothes on both of them were agitated, and even their hair was flying in all directions. The expressions of these two people seemed to be extremely strained, the always icy real Xuankong had bruised veins on his face, and his face was red.

But seeing around the two of them, weeds were bullying and swinging, many small stones rolled violently on the ground, and an invisible wave of air spread towards the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)