Martial Arts Breaking Nine Heavens

Chapter Sixty-two I’m Martial Lord! !!

閿甸數 clang!!

The stack of ice blades even made this air start to form a secret arc.

“How can it be?”

The scene that surprised everyone suddenly appeared, and I saw that the energy on this long spear was actually resisted by the power of Xuan Bing, and it was frozen.

“burst鈥︹€?”

In the movement of the mind, all Xuan Bing exploded quickly, perfectly preventing the opponent’s attack.

“Ice Attributed Power?”

Feeling that chill that was deep in the bone marrow exploded around him, Old Ancestor’s face began to become more and more blue.

If it is not successful at one time, it may be a coincidence, but the second attack has not worked yet. This is no longer just a coincidence.

“This guy … perverts.”

Chihuang could not help but whispered.

“I feel like I have a hole card!”

Tian Zhi Yu looked at more and more disciples around him, but said nothing without timidity.

Laoyue Old Ancestor’s face became more and more ugly, and in the end, he began to show blue and black, but he himself dignified a Martial Lord-level powerhouse but could not get a Martial King-level junior? What a shame to say this.

“Hehe … Yueyue … you haven’t improved.”

Suddenly, at this time, a deep voice came out suddenly.

From the deepest point, the vigor of the abyss-like demon awakened.

The entire Tyrant Heaven Sect was enveloped in an instant!

The sky was still bright, but there was a dense flavor between them.

The momentum changed again, and finally became more and more horrible. The astonishing coldness even caused all the disciples of Tyrant Heaven Sect to have an awesome expression.

Situ Disha knelt down on his knees quickly and shouted loudly:

“Welcome to Old Ancestor!”

what?

The faces of the celestial feathers twitched fiercely.

Old Ancestor ?

Old Ancestor by Tyrant Heaven Sect Sect Master?

An ominous premonition could not help but start from their hearts.

“This momentum … is it him?”

Laoyue Old Ancestor’s body stepped back hurriedly, with an incredible expression on his face, staring at the position where a blast of wind was forming.

He had no idea that the old fellow who had been incarcerated as if he were a living dead turned up at this time.

“Is it him?”

Chihuang could not help but whispered.

“who is it?”

Bai Aoqing asked quickly.

At this time, Bai Siyu also began to laugh bitterly:

“Situ is invincible!”

Chihuang glanced unexpectedly at Bai Siyu, then helplessly nodded:

“Situ is invincible, it is the seventh Sect Master in this Tyrant Heaven Sect”

“The seventh Sect Master?”

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Bai Siyu’s mouth:

“Things seem to be getting more fun.”

The black line of the crowd didn’t notice anything interesting about this matter, especially the redness and abyss, which itself is a clearer understanding of the older generation’s powerhouse in the sect, so the fear in my heart It will become more obvious, and I can’t help but say:

“The seventh Sect Master Situ is invincible, but it is an older powerhouse than the Tibetan sword Martial Lord. It has a life span of more than XNUMX years. It is a genius, and it has entered the Martial King level when it is over XNUMX years old. Realm. “

White like jade slightly nodded:

“Good, but it seems that there is a big gap compared to Brahma.”

Chihuang Wushen said with a bitter smile:

“But he built the Martial Lord-level powerhouse at the age of six hundred.”

As soon as this statement came out, a sense of fear immediately made all people’s hearts sink, and in a hundred years, it reached the level of Martial Lord?

“Then I chose to retreat. It is said that I entered the Life and Death Trial. The last exit was XNUMX years ago, that is, at that time, I accepted my own Discipline, Old Moon Ancestor …

“What? Is this Old Ancestor his disciple?”

At this time the faces of the people became more and more dignified.

Even Bai Siyu’s face started to become quite amazing. Even idiots know how amazing a powerhouse that has entered the Martial Lord level can achieve in these thousands of years.

“How arrogant this momentum is, such an old monster is basically not something we can compare.”

The momentum of while speaking has evolved again, and the greater the momentum, the more complex Bai Aoqing and Tian Zhiyu have become.

The matter is completely beyond their control. In information and various rumors, the strength of this Tyrant Heaven Sect has exceeded their cognition.

This Stuart is invincible with at least the strength of the Martial Lord-level top-level Peak, and can even be compared to a half Martial Sovereign-level powerhouse.

“Looks … it’s time to die!”

Bai Aoqing is sad with a smile.

“Is it true that it is impossible to die here?”

Peng…

The space exploded abruptly, and the pressure from the rushing pace even formed a small explosion in the space.

Terrifying !

Amazing stress!

A silhouette slowly flew up in the air.

Ning Lingdu, the perfect Ning Lingdu, even floated in the air without resorting to any tools.

The immense coercion made people unable to worship, worship, and pray prayerfully.

The atmosphere of oppression and majesty that seemed like a king burst out in the hands and feet was enough to allow anyone to hold their heads for mercy.

“All disciple orders, kneel down and wait for the seventh Sect Master of Tyrant Heaven Sect, Situ is invincible!”

Situ Disha was going crazy at this time. The man who was regarded by him as a legend is really alive and has such arrogance, not to mention that he is his true Bloodline. His own Tyrant Heaven Sect will be How developed.

Looking at that old Ancestor, his face couldn’t help but started to become embarrassed, blindly suppressed by this old fellow, he was going crazy, now he supports himself, and later that Tyrant Heaven Sect is not in its own hands.

Ba Wushuang’s face became astonished and unbelievable. For such a long time in this Tyrant Heaven Sect, I didn’t even know that there was still such an old monster that was terrifying here?

“My disciple, you have become a Martial Lord-level powerhouse.”

There is a thin layer of mist surrounding the person’s body, which makes it impossible to see his true appearance, but with the fluctuations in speech, the mist gradually disappears, and then appears in the air as a middle age person. Face.

The blond hair was as strong as the ancient gods, and the arcs on his body seemed to be carved by the most noble sculptor.

Strong, noble, and sacred!

Powerhouse !

terrifying powerhouse!

Powerhouse that is XNUMX times more powerful than Old Ancestor!

A bit of a sword-like upright mark in the brow’s heart is like an evil eye.

“Master ……”

Laoyue Old Ancestor whispered in his mouth.

But the voice was full of a kind of fear, a rare kind of fear, which seemed to be a deep fear of the invincible Situ in front of him.

It was a look like nightmares.

But soon this look was forcibly suppressed by him.

“Hundreds of years have passed again. Didn’t expect me to appear again?”

Situ’s invincible face was full of a strange smile.

“Unexpectedly, the Master will appear again. From the perspective of Master’s physical fluctuations, it seems that he has realized the mystery of Supreme’s Martial Dao 妗庢.”

Laoyue Old Ancestor whispered in his mouth.

“Ji茅 ji茅 妗€ … Supreme’s Martial Dao, only God has the qualification to claim that I have the Martial Dao of Supreme, I still can’t, but the retreat at this time has made me feel that I have reached the harvest time. “

While speaking, his eyes seemed to contain a sharp, brilliant flicker in them.

With the movement of a finger, a little tops of rays of light gathered quickly, and the horrible World’s Essence Qi was quickly surrounded.

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In the flash of topaz, Situ’s invincible body turned into a topaz robe.

Domineering momentum erupted at this moment, rising …

“Is it transformed into substantial energy? This has reached the level of Martial Sovereign, but it is not yet the strength of Martial Sovereign. Does this guy … actually realize this level?”

Ye Fantian didn’t think at all.

A pair of coldly moved towards Ye Fantian looked over, and then took another look at Bai Aoqing and Tian Zhiyu, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:

“The windy dynasty … I didn’t expect to have reached this level, boy, you are very powerful, but you dare to enemies Tyrant Heaven Sect, even the Tibetan sword Martial Lord is not my opponent, and I have no such courage What’s more, you, he really can’t do it when I’m dead? “

Bang…

The sound of thunder again appeared, and in the thunder and lightning, the Stuart invincible began to explode, and the careless thunder and lightning in his arms landed out of thin air.

Chi…

Finger steadily pointed at Ye Fantian, mouth shouted low:

“Kneel … suffer!”

“Master, don’t kill him easily, this kid’s innate talent …”

“Yep鈥︹€?”

“Disciple suspects that this boy has inheritance from ancient times and even ancient times … otherwise, how can he grow to the present level.”

“Inheritance? Do you mean Secret Realm or Ruins?”

Thinking of the ancient terrifying thing, even he couldn’t help showing a covetous attitude, and looking at Ye Fantian’s look began to become hot.

Laoyue Old Ancestor’s mouth twitched fiercely. After the appearance of the old fellow, the benefits he wanted would be very small.

“Damn, damn bastard! Why haven’t you died yet?”

“Boy … do you understand me? If you are acquainted with the Secret Realm or the ruins, if you don’t, then … I can kill you countless times with one finger!”

“Secret Realm? Ruins?”

The emergence of these two words instantly made countless people become hotter in their eyes. Antiquity times, ancient times, and ancient times, no matter what period of inheritance is Supreme’s noble and unimaginable harvest.

“I didn’t expect you to show up, but I didn’t expect that the people who should have never arrived, the people who shouldn’t have come … but they came …”

Ye Fantian’s mouth whispered suddenly, but there was a mysterious and terrifying divine light in the while speaking eyes:

“Situ is invincible, right … widen your dog’s eyes and see, you are not the only Martial Lord class!”

Bang…

A faint voice in the distant void passed down like the nine days of Divine King:

“I am the Martial Lord !!”