Eternal Immortal King

"What on earth are you talking about? Are you crazy?" Tang Ao said dumbfounded, unable to believe his ears.

He even felt that this was a naive farce. First, Bei Chang made a move on himself inexplicably, and the move was still the kind of endless death move, because the Hualong Pavilion and the Seven Killing Sect were hostile sects...

"Please, even if it's a hostile sect, you should have the most basic simple political judgment, okay?" Tang Ao thought of Bei Chang and said nonchalantly.

"Brother, what else is this guy talking about?"

"I don't know, probably because of too much killing, my mind is not clear."

"I heard Master said that the people of the Seven Killing Sects are crazy people, and they often do things like slaughtering villages and blood flowing into rivers. Now it seems that what the master said is true, the Seven Killing Sect... is really the No. 1 Demon Sect in the Eastern Region. !"

Several Hualong Pavilion disciples were chatting, Tang Ao's facial expressions were suddenly wonderful, from dumbfounded and dull, to incomprehensible confusion, and finally to incredible helplessness.

"This group of people has no cure." Tang Ao shook his head helplessly. He didn't have time to spend time with this group of people. When all the disciples of Hualong Pavilion came here, Tang Ao had two fists and four hands. In the face of more than 30 people, Tang Ao didn't have 100% confidence to retreat.

Thinking of this, Tang Ao held the Hundred Battle Spear Spirit in his hand, his figure turned into a group of ghosts, and his spear whistled out at a Hualong Pavilion disciple.

"Zhuzier dare!" Just as Tang Ao was about to succeed, a deafening shout almost resounded through the entire forest. The surrounding monster beasts with low strength had become eager to move because of the actions of the Hualong Pavilion disciples. He heard the explosion. Drinking suddenly dispersed, and even some powerful monster beasts in the Yuan Wu realm began to hesitate to stay away from here.

A majestic and domineering sound wave almost stretched into a straight line. When Tang Ao banged towards Tang Ao, Tang Ao's sensitive and mobile body was shocked by the sound wave, and he couldn't help but stop, and his body stopped with a little bump.

"It's Brother Chu Wentian! Brother Chu Wentian is here!"

"The elders have heard from long ago, and will send the third-ranked inner-level brother to help out!"

"Haha, great! We will besiege this son by more than 30 people later, we will surely thwart this son!"

When the sound wave blasted, Tang Ao had already retracted all his spiritual consciousness and locked it at the source of the sound.

It was a tall, obscure portrait that was outlined in Tang Ao’s mind. This portrait was rushing towards where Tang Ao was at a faster speed than Tang Ao. Through the lock of his spiritual sense, Tang Ao One could perceive the huge blood contained in the portrait, which exudes a golden light.

During the action of the figure, this golden light glow followed him, and in every move, the blood oscillated, exuding a powerful force.

"The intensity of this qi and blood... the nine-fold peak of the body forging realm!" Tang Ao frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, and secretly said badly.

A young man wearing a purple dragon robe, with sword eyebrows like electricity, and a burly figure like a gust of wind, came to the place where Tang Ao and others were fighting in a few breaths and jumps. He suddenly stopped. Stopped a few feet away from Tang Ao, and looked at each other with Tang Ao.

"Brother Chu!" Seven or eight disciples of Hualong Pavilion clasped their fists together, looking respectful.

Chu Wentian glanced at the corpse on the ground, his eyes gradually filled with chill, he raised his eyes to Tang Ao's eyes, very cold.

"Are you Chu Wentian?" Tang Ao looked at Chu Wentian's gaze, and suddenly felt very dissatisfied in his heart.

"Good boy, aren't you afraid of death?" Chu Wentian asked inexplicably, watching Tang Ao's fearless appearance.

"I don't want to die, but your disciples in Hualong Pavilion will kill me as soon as they meet. They want to kill me. Should I just wait for them to kill me?" Tang Ao did not answer Chu Wentian's words directly. But asked rhetorically.

Facing Chu Wentian, Tang Ao was also a little stressed, because perceiving from the intensity of Qi and blood, Chu Wentian had at least the cultivation level of the 9th Heavenly Strengthening Realm.

"Oh, accompany me back to the sect to be punished, you are not my opponent." Chu Wentian said lightly, and suddenly his whole body was shaken, and a majestic coercion suddenly pressed down on Tang Ao, with a big disagreement. The meaning of hands-on.

"Sorry, you should do it. I will never go to Hualong Pavilion with you. I am not a fool." Tang Ao's head shook like a rattle. Although he did not have the ability to defeat Chu Wentian, he still had confidence. The ability to escape under Chu Wentian's hands.

If he went to the Hualong Pavilion, he would really have no room for mediation, and he would have to be imprisoned and forced to wait for death.

"You're looking for death by yourself, so don't blame my subordinates for being merciless." Chu Wentianjian frowned, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

A majestic power condensed, Chu Wentian suddenly condensed three fate souls on top of his head, these three fate souls are all sword life souls, three different swords are condensed in Chu Wentian Above his head, Tang Ao's Divine Sense swept across, and immediately judged that Chu Wentian's three sword-like life souls were the life souls of the fourth, seventh, and eleventh heavens respectively.

"It is rumored that Hualong Pavilion has the stunt of "The Deified Azure Dragon Dafa". As a leader among the disciples of the inner sect, Chu Wentian must have practiced such a secret method, and in addition to the sect secret method, he has also practiced sword skills , I must have a unique view on kendo. The three fate souls are all sword fate souls. Chu Wentian must have sword skills. This is not easy to cope with. It is completely different from the other grass chicken ants in Hualong Pavilion. Level." Tang Ao predicted Chu Wentian's strength, his heart suddenly tightened, and the hand holding the spear was sweaty from the tension.

"Look at it!" Chu Wentian drew out the long sword he was carrying, violent in figure, and whistling towards Tang Ao.

The sword is like a dragon, and once it is shot, it has a great power.

This is Hualong Pavilion's high-level swordsmanship "Blue Dragon Swordsmanship", which emphasizes the oppression of momentum and opens up a big deal. Chu Wentian often makes his opponents lose without fighting under the power.

Chu Wentian's eyes were full of expectation. Tang Ao, the kid, had already killed more than 20 people in Hualong Pavilion, and even led to Hualong Pavilion's'Death to Kill'. Will he have a hearty battle with him? ?

Chu Wentian's expectation was finally satisfied. Tang Ao's long spear flashed with a trace of shadow, and when he touched Chu Wentian's long sword gently, he retracted it, and his figure exploded, and seven flashes appeared in an instant. The distance of eight feet.

"The peak of the body forging stage, half a step in the Yuan Wu stage!" Tang Ao's pupils shrank, and the tiger's mouth was numb. Through the power that came, Tang Ao thoroughly understood Chu Wentian's strength, Chu Wentian must be half a step yuan The martial arts master was even stronger than the peak body forging master, and he was able to fight the fire emperor bird that Tang Ao had encountered before.

If it weren't for Tang Ao just to test his strength with a light touch, I'm afraid the spear in his hand would be shaken by this huge force!

Tang Ao frowned, thinking of escape in his heart.