Xuanbing Martial Ancestor

Chapter 199 Emperor Batian

"Is it possible!" Gu Feng drank coldly, thinking of punching him directly.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed dramatically.

Rumble!
The whole Heaven Soul Realm trembled, swish, swish, swish, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a huge coercion rushed towards him, Gu Feng let out a muffled snort, and the whole person went backwards directly.

Chi Chi!

"I didn't expect you to refine the devouring flame ice, I really didn't expect it!" The old voice sounded, sometimes far and sometimes near, extremely high and deep, the whole space was slightly condensed, and then an old man with full hair came out slowly emerged.

When this gorgeous-haired old man appeared, all the spiritual power in the air stopped, as if he was the master here, and at the same time, Ying Wujun's eyes that were originally full of fear were filled with hope immediately.

"Ancestor!"

The old man's name is Di Batian, and he is the real old monster of the Tianhun Sect. The existence of the Great Perfection is exactly the person that Di Juetian went to find before. This time, he forcibly tore apart the space to see Tianhun What happened in the environment.

Di Batian glanced at Ying Wujun, then waved out with one hand, and then grabbed Ying Wujun's body in the air, and he directly grabbed Ying Wujun's body and placed it beside him.

"The Ninth Level of Profound Realm is complete, no wonder you are so arrogant, have you ever thought that when you killed my disciple of the Heavenly Soul Sect, you would have expected such an end, hehe, you probably don't know where this is, this is the Heavenly Soul Sect! "The old man's angry voice sounded.

Thick spiritual power surged towards Gu Feng crazily, the momentum was extremely shocking, wave after wave, as if to crush Gu Feng directly, with a sound of wow, Gu Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly changed slump down.

The Ninth Level of Profound Realm Consummation looked useless in front of this old man, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the only thing that remained unchanged was Gu Feng's stubborn eyes.

"Haha, boy, no matter how crazy you are, haha!" Ying Wujun, who was hiding behind Di Batian, had extremely vicious eyes, and roared crazily regardless of the blood remaining in his mouth.

Gu Feng sneered, wiped the blood left at the corner of his mouth with his hands, and said sarcastically: "The Tianhun sect is worthy of being called the Tianhun sect, it's really interesting, the little one was scared, and an old one came out, haha, it's ridiculous !"

The old Emperor Batian blushed slightly, and indeed he personally took action against a junior in the profound realm with his perfect state. If it was spread, it would indeed be laughed at by others, but what the entire Tianhunzong knew was that this old ancestor especially doted on him. Ying Wujun, as the saying goes, loves the calf eagerly, there is nothing that Emperor Batian can't do.

"It's really sharp, but do you think you can survive today? I killed you, who would know, and the devouring ice in your body will also belong to me. By then, it is not impossible to break through the heaven , haha!" Di Batian's eyes glowed, and he threw himself at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng cursed secretly, this old thing was really impatient, he didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, and said in a low voice: "Yan Bing Tai Chi!"

"not enough!"

Di Batian snorted coldly, and punched directly, "Boom", the round gossip was directly smashed away by his punch, and the huge momentum rushed straight to Gu Feng's chest.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and several ribs in Gu Feng's chest were shattered, and the whole body was thrown straight back. On the way, all the hard walls were smashed by Gu Feng's body.

Bang bang bang!
One sound after another, finally Gu Feng's body hit hard on the hard stone steps.

"Damn it!" Gu Feng said in a low voice, Yan Bing Tai Chi is actually ineffective in the hands of this old thing, what kind of realm is this old thing, it's so scary!
Rumble!
The entire Heavenly Soul Realm began to tremble, and the aura was extremely unstable. Forcibly entering the realm, even if it tears the space, would cause the Heavenly Soul Realm to collapse. This time, Emperor Batian's forced entry has already begun to cause the space to collapse up.

One after another space turbulence roared rapidly.

"Ahem!" Gu Feng coughed several times in a row, and the devouring flames in his dantian spun crazily, trying to push down the spiritual power, which slowed down the warm current in his body. Gu Feng was sure that this emperor Batian is stronger than Luo Xuan who destroyed Haolanzong back then!
"Hui Ya, what strength is this person?" Gu Feng said via voice transmission.

"Xiao Feng, why did you provoke such a person? This old man's strength is already approaching the heavenly realm!" Hui Ya's deep voice sounded in Gu Feng's mind.

"What!" Gu Feng said in shock!

"Hehe, kid, you can use whatever back trick you have, I will only give you three breaths!" Di Batian looked at Gu Feng indifferently with eyes full of teasing.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As soon as Gu Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes turned gray, and his spiritual power began to circulate crazily, and he said in a deep voice, "Death has come!"

boom!
A huge god of death, tens of feet tall, slowly appeared in front of Gu Feng, with a long sickle hanging obliquely in the hand of the god of death, and a wave of death was passing through.

"Huh?" Di Batian was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of the god of death.

"I said, God of Death Slash!" Gu Feng didn't dare to hesitate at all, he directly shouted, and slashed in the air.

Bang!

The tall God of Death slowly raised the scythe in his hand, expressionless, and slashed directly towards Di Batian, chi chi, a wave of death immediately lingered, Ying Wujun stared blankly at the slash, his face His face had completely turned into a look of astonishment. If this strike was aimed at him, there would be absolutely no way out.

Di Batian's face was slightly startled, with such a terrifying death intent, his eyes were solid, and even he couldn't tell what kind of martial spirit this tall phantom was. It's really a big hidden danger, so I gave a cold drink: "Drink!"

Immediately afterwards, Di Batian pushed forward with both hands, and the fist in his hand magnified infinitely, and the fist marks directly bombarded the sickle of the god of death.

Rumble!
Di Batian shouted coldly again: "Break it!"

Swish!
One after another fist prints seemed to be roaring from the prehistoric, bombarding the Death God's Scythe, and within half a breath, the Death God's Scythe held high broke apart, and the whole phantom fluctuated slightly, Gu Feng only felt a muffled groan, the whole body The look of the person was completely sluggish.

The phantom of the god of death, which was originally tens of feet high, also gradually shortened.

"Damn it!"

"Hehe, if you don't massacre the hundreds of young talents of our Tianhun Sect today, maybe you don't have to die today. It's the first time I've seen your talent like this in so many years." Di Wudao said lightly.

After hearing this, Ying Wujun's face also turned red and then turned pale. He didn't expect that the ancestors would have such a high evaluation of Gu Feng. A touch of jealousy was born from his heart. Ying Wujun is the most talented person.

"Old ancestor, why don't you talk to him, just kill him!" Ying Wujun said, the viciousness in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Hehe, Ying Wujun, if I, Gu Feng, survive this catastrophe, I will definitely kill you!" Gu Feng said fiercely, and at the same time, said in a low voice: "Dragon scale body training!"

(End of this chapter)