Peerless God of War

"Withdraw."

Wudao looked at the ancient wind with a cold killing intention in his eyes and roared with gnashing teeth.

"Shua..."

The disciples of Guiming sect were well-trained. When the voice of no Tao sounded, they did not hesitate. They ignored the Immortal Dragon Gate disciples who were fighting with them and quickly left.

"Boy, I will kill you next time I meet you." wudaosen's cold voice sounded.

"Just right, I also have this plan." Gu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold awn flashed in his eyes. Now he may have some difficulties in trying to kill Wu Dao, but it is not impossible. If we meet next time, Gu Feng is confident that his strength can be improved again. After all, he still has heaven and earth divine materials such as Zhu Guo in his hand. As long as he swallows it, he can at least break through the six levels of condensing soul. At that time, this Tao will not be a threat to him.

"Hoo..."

Zhuo Yiyi and others were relieved to see the disciples of the ghost ghost sect leave one after another. After this battle, both sides suffered serious losses. More than 20 people were killed and injured here in xianlongmen, and others were slightly injured in varying degrees. Besides the disciples who were killed by Gu Feng and a ape, only two or three people died. This battle will end very quickly without the participation of ancient wind and ape, and the result is that all the disciples of xianlongmen will fall here.

"Younger martial brother Gu Feng, thank you this time."

Zhuo Yiyi looked at the ancient style, with a flash of brilliance in her eyes, smiled at the ancient style and said. That smile has a smile for the rest of life, of course, more thanks to the ancient style. She was very clear that if the ancient wind was not afraid of death to frighten Wudao and Yuro, and the strength of a ape entangled each other's three eight fold martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing realm, they would only have a dead end.

Other disciples looked at the ancient style with a grateful face.

"There are many dangers here. We are all brothers of the same sect. Naturally, we should work together." Gu Feng shrugged and said.

"Yes, I'm afraid the ghost ghost sect won't give up. The next time I meet you, I'm afraid Wudao will attack you." Zhuo Yiyi looked at the ancient wind and said.

Although this time the crisis was resolved due to ancient customs, it was just because the other party was not prepared for the sudden emergence of ancient customs. Next time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. If you are well prepared at that time, I'm afraid you can't resist the Tao with the four levels of cultivation in the ancient style.

Gu Feng smiled and said, "elder martial sister Zhuo, don't worry. Don't you forget that I'm a disciple of linglunfeng and a spirit array master. I want to meet him next time."

Hearing the ancient saying, Zhuo Yiyi and others were stunned. Then I remembered that he joined the spirit wheel peak after the examination of the core disciples. Moreover, the ancient wind's spiritual array attainments are invincible. I'm afraid he has made a lot of progress in this year.

"So you'd better be more careful." Zhuo Yiyi didn't say anything anymore, but asked.

On the surrounding peaks, the martial practitioners looked at the ancient wind, and their eyes flashed a complex color. It is hard to imagine that the amazing war that was destined to break out ended hastily because of the arrival of one person and one beast. The name of ancient wind can be said to be remembered by everyone this time.

"This guy is still so abnormal." here in xianjianzong, ziyanhao looked at the ancient wind, and there was a purple light flashing in his eyes. His fists collided with each other, making a low ringing sound, and a hot war spirit flashed in his eyes: "I really want to fight with this guy, but now I'm not his opponent."

"He's getting stronger again. Although cultivation is only the fourth level of condensing the soul, I can feel that he is stronger than all of us." Feng Youran took a deep breath and said.

"It's a matter of course." Shui qianrou said calmly with a pretty face. She has seen that ancient customs have created too many miracles, so she won't be surprised that she can do so.

"It's just good luck to restrain the psychic power of those guys of the ghost ghost sect."

Several disciples of xianjianzong said in a sour tone.

"Ignorance." shuiqianrou and others glanced at it, and said in a voice with some contempt. Restraint? The dead spirit of the ancient wind is more terrible than the disciples of the ghost ghost sect. Restrain the disciples of the ghost sect? If it were them, I'm afraid they would be restrained to death.

"This guy is not dead yet."

Wolf venom, Jinge and others looked at the ancient wind in the sunset clouds, with a look of resentment in their eyes. Gu Feng, their golden wolf clan suffered a lot from Gu Feng, and the loss was also very heavy. They wanted him to die. Originally, they thought that the ancient wind was doomed this time, but what surprised them was that the people of Guiming sect were so useless. They just ran away when they met the ancient wind.

Jin Yao looked at the ancient style, her beautiful eyes twinkled, and there were different lights flashing in her eyes. The light was not in her heart, but really calculated something.

"That boy is really weird. You'd better be careful when you meet him in the future. You'd better not provoke him. Moreover, the golden giant ape is even more terrible. I'm afraid even if I'm right, I'm not sure of winning." beside the three Jinge people, a man in golden clothes looked at the ancient wind and said to the three Jinge people.

He had heard of their and ancient customs. I know that the golden wolf clan and the ancient style are almost immortal, but their strength of Fenglei pavilion has been continuously enhanced over the years, and even surpasses xianlongmen in terms of overall strength. However, the inside information of Immortal Dragon's gate is too strong. In particular, there are several old monsters in the gate, which makes people very afraid.

"Does Lian Kui have no confidence in the capital?" Jin Yao asked curiously looking at the man in golden clothes. The young man in golden clothes is Jiang Yuzhe, the leader of Fenglei Pavilion and Jinlei Pavilion. He has nine levels of soul cultivation in the later stage. He ranks third among the five pavilions of Fenglei Pavilion. It is conceivable that he has strong strength.

Can't even he have a grasp of dealing with ancient customs, which makes Jin Yao some unimaginable.

"The boy's strength is not very good, but he has some trouble with his dead spirit." Jiang Yuzhe looked at the ancient wind and said.