Peerless God of War

"Big sister Bishui, what can I do? Brother Feng can't hold on." Lei Hu said anxiously, his eyes full of worry. The other side is Wang Sheng. He is also a well-known strong among the disciples of each peak. He is very powerful and is not an ordinary disciple.

"Don't worry, the ancient style won't be defeated so easily." said Bi Shuiqiao with an expressionless face.

Her eyes swept in the direction of Ziyuan peak, and there was a cold awn across her beautiful eyes. Although she didn't get along with the ancient wind for a long time, this time also made her really regard the ancient wind as her relatives, so Zhou Qing's approach to the ancient wind also made Bishui completely angry.

"Brother Feng, you have to hold on." Lei Hu, Wu Hao and others are nervous. Looking at the shaky figure of Gu Feng, they secretly say in their hearts.

In Luo Sheng's Secret realm, Gu Feng's face is pale. He is the dual martial cultivation of ningsoul realm. Compared with the five powerful disciples of ningsoul realm, the vigorous degree of spiritual power is still too poor. In particular, Wang Sheng is still the best of the five disciples of ningsoul realm.

"Younger martial brother Gufeng, I advise you to give up. It's not good for you to continue." Wang Sheng looked at Gufeng and said with a cold smile on his face.

"Ancient wind, give up. Even if it is wrong this time, we will succeed next time." Xu Huang looked at the ancient wind and began to show inch by inch cracks under the impact of Wang Sheng's powerful spiritual power.

Even if they are very unwilling, they know that in the face of Wang Sheng, even if they work together, they may not have a chance to win.

"If this difficulty makes me flinch, how can I reach the peak of martial arts and become the strongest? How can I protect my relatives and friends?" Gu Feng said with a worried face and blood in his eyes. The crack on his body widened and blood splashed from the wound. The face of the ancient wind is dark and ferocious.

Looking at the ancient wind, Xu Huang's heart trembled. Yes, if even the king and Saint dare not fight, I'm afraid they will cringe when they meet the strong in the future. Without the heart to win, without the heart of the strong, how can you become a real strong.

"Well, in that case, I'll fight with you once." Xu Huang's face was frozen and roared. The desolate spiritual power on his body swept out like a Python and tore at the spiritual power torrent of the king saint.

"Ants try to shake the tree."

A cold light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, his body shook, and a terrible spiritual power rushed out. Xu Huang's spiritual power containing the power of desolation was defeated in an instant. Although the power of desolation is terrible, it can't help each other in the face of absolute power.

"Drink, I wanted you to abstain. Since you don't want to, I'm the only one who can let you experience the fear of death." Wang Sheng looked at the ancient wind and Xu Huang, with a cold light in his eyes and a cold voice.

Zhen Qing looked at Wang Sheng and felt some cold killing intention on him. She couldn't help frowning: "younger martial brother Wang Sheng, you've gone too far."

"Elder martial brother Zhen Qing, the leader just asked us to oppress them that day. He didn't say we couldn't target one of them. I didn't violate the rules."

Wang Sheng chuckled and didn't take Zhen Qing's words to heart.

Hearing the king's words, he also changed his face, but he didn't continue to say anything. But turned his head and looked at the ancient wind and two humanitarians: "you two give up. It doesn't make much sense to stick to it. On the contrary, you will only hurt yourself."

Although the health talisman can replace one of their lives, the wounds on their bodies will not disappear. With Wang Sheng's attitude, even if they can carry it, they will be seriously injured.

"Senior brother Zhen Qing, thank you very much, but if you want me to kill Gu Feng, even if he is strong, he will eat a piece of his meat." Gu Feng said with a heavy look in his eyes.

As his voice fell, in the ancient wind's body, the blood rolled and the thick blood gas filled the air, with an extremely strong pressure. A heavy and incomparable pressure was emitted from his blood, accompanied by the loud sound of dragon singing through the world. The blood gas filled the air and seemed to slowly condense into a bloody figure behind him.

"Kill"

With a roar, Gu Feng's momentum soared, and his rolling spiritual power poured out and fought back towards Wang Sheng.

"Kill"

The sound full of infinite killing intention sounded, and the cold killing intention on the ancient wind turned into a sharp blade and cut off towards the rushing flow of spiritual power.

"Kill"

The ancient wind roared, and the bloody figure behind him roared up to the sky, filled with blood and terrible power. At that moment, the ancient wind was like angry King Kong, the blood stained his body, the roaring sound really drove the world, and the whole emerald mountain trembled violently at the moment.

Three roars filled with endless authority resounded through the world, making the whole world shrouded in his deterrence. The roar of gods and Demons rang out. Beside the ancient wind, there seemed to be virtual shadows of gods and demons, emitting a terrible smell.

Xu Huang had seen this scene for a long time, but when he saw such a strange scene, he was still frightened and stepped back.

At that moment, the smell of the ancient wind disappeared. His eyes were shrouded in black light. His spiritual power rolled and sent out palpitating spiritual power fluctuations. It was the two Qi of life and death. In this crisis moment, the ancient wind mobilized the two Qi of life and death in his body to protect his body.

"Kill."

The Green Dragon Armor appeared on the ancient wind's body. His steps took him to the ground, like a blue long sword, tearing the torrent down and attacking the king saint.

"Die."

Looking at the ancient wind rushing over, Wang Sheng's face was also regretful. His palms fell, and a huge and incomparable palm print was wrapped with magic symbols. It seemed that there was a flame burning and printed towards the ancient wind.

"The Dragon Emperor decides, the Thunder Dragon Seal."

The cold howling came from the ancient wind's mouth. His palm was spread out, and a silver Thunder Dragon Seal was condensed on his hand. The Thunder Dragon roared and carried extremely violent power.

"Bang"

In everyone's shocked eyes, Wang Sheng's violent palm was directly smashed.

"The five strong people in the soul state are just like this." Gu Feng grinned with a crazy color on his face. The bloody figure behind him was also arrogant, like a madman who stood in heaven and earth.

"This boy is really fierce." Zhen Qing looked at the ancient style, and their eyes could not help freezing. They were surprised by the power of the Thunder Dragon Seal just now.

"Crazy boy, do you really think I dare not kill you?" Wang Sheng looked at the ancient wind and said with cold killing intention.