Peerless God of War

Separated from the two martial arts, the ancient style continues to move forward.

Along the way, he also really understood the cruelty of the place of trial. Along the way, there were white bones, including monsters and humans. Some have turned into white bones, some have just decayed, and their blood has not yet solidified.

Fighting, killing and bloody have been perfectly interpreted in this world.

Along the way, the ancient wind was attacked several times, but those people were very cunning. They missed the attack and retreated quickly. Even the ancient wind could not catch up.

"In the place of trial, I must always be vigilant. I have been attacked more than ten times in just one day." Gu Feng said secretly in his heart. The strength of the people he met along the way is not very strong, but the most troublesome thing is that these guys' hiding methods are extremely outstanding. In addition, the suppression of rules here suppresses his keen divine consciousness. It is difficult to find those killers hiding in the dark.

If you relax here, you may lose your life.

"Tick!" a slight sound came out, which made the pupils of the ancient wind shrink fiercely. A sharp sword seemed to envelop him from all directions.

Sword meaning, a very powerful sword meaning, makes the ancient wind's heart tighten.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancient wind, and a flood of spiritual power gushed out of the palm and rushed towards the space in front of him.

The spiritual torrent sends out strange fluctuations, enveloping all the space in front of the ancient wind. The whole space becomes sticky in an instant.

Slowly, a young man with a white robe and a pale face emerged from the space in front of the ancient wind. His face was surprised. He held a slender sword in his hand, but did not stop, and still fell towards the ancient wind stab.

"Kill!" the ancient wind drank coldly, pointed out with a finger that the power of terror broke through the air, and pointed to the awn to cut the space into a long spiritual sword, which exploded on the long sword in the man's hand.

"Spirit power turns sword." the man looked at the long sword condensed by spirit power, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. Only after years of sword cultivation on Kendo could he achieve this step. Even if he understood the meaning of sword, it was difficult to do it, but the young man in front of him actually did it, which shocked him.

"Jingle"

The long swords condensed by spiritual power stabbed on the thin sword in the young man's hand and made a jingling sound.

The young man's face could not help but change. His arm holding the long sword trembled constantly. The terrible distance made his palm numb.

"I'm really regarded as a soft persimmon." Gu Feng said coldly, staring at the young man in front of him.

"Tick!" a drop of blood dropped on the ground along the long sword in the young man's hand, which Yan Hong said. The young man's face changed slightly, and his tiger mouth was cracked by the collision just now. It can be seen that the ancient wind has just attacked strongly.

"How can this boy be so strong." the young man looked at the ancient style and his eyes twinkled. He had never seen such a strong martial cultivation in the nine fold territory of the pure body, easily stopped his attack and cracked his tiger's mouth.

"Hum!" Gu Feng snorted coldly. He had been assassinated one after another all day, but Gu Feng didn't see each other's shadow, which had already made him angry. But he could not catch the assassin, and he could only suppress his anger. Now it's easy to catch one, and the anger in my heart is burning.

"You're ready to die." the old wind's cold voice came, and a terrible momentum erupted from him and pressed down against each other.

Feel the terrible power of the ancient wind, and the pupils of the youth are locked. That momentum is even more powerful than the cultivation of forging souls.

The young man knew that he might encounter a hard bone this time. His spiritual power broke out, broke free from the shackles of the ancient spiritual power, and turned and swept away in the distance.

"The pole of the wind." the young man whispered, the green light under his feet flickered, and the whole man turned into a gust of wind and fled to the distance.

"The meaning of the wind." Gu Feng's eyes could not help but coagulate. This was the first time he met Wu Xiu who understood the meaning of the wind.

All things in heaven and earth, wind, fire, lightning, civil engineering, Jinshui, swords, guns, swords and axes are of interest. Once Wu Xiu understands the meaning, his future achievements will be great. He is definitely the best in his class. It's very rare to understand a meaning, but the young man in front of him understood the meaning of sword and wind at the same time, which shows that he has a strong talent.

Wind is famous for its lightness and quickness. The martial arts cultivation that understands the meaning of wind is far better than other martial arts cultivation in terms of attack and body method. Only those who understand the meaning of thunder can surpass this person in speed.

"You can't run." the ancient wind snorted, and the light of black and white glittered at his feet. The ghost steps of life and death were urged to the extreme by him and chased the young man.

On the vast plain, a white figure flashed by, and behind him was a black awn. The speed was no less than that of the white figure, and even faster.

These two figures are naturally the youth and the ancient style who secretly attack the ancient style. They had been running for half an hour, and they both pushed their speed to the extreme. And this half an hour, the distance between them is getting closer and closer.

"This guy, why is he so fast." feeling the killing intention getting closer and closer behind him, the young man turned back and looked at the cold ancient wind on his face, which was a little ugly.

Originally, he thought he could get rid of the ancient style with the help of the rapidity of the wind, but now it seems that if he continues to run, he is likely to be caught up. Now he began to doubt whether the young man behind understood the meaning of thunder, otherwise how could the speed be so terrible.

The ancient wind naturally did not understand the meaning of thunder or the meaning of wind, but the ghost step of life and death is an extremely advanced body method. The speed is terrible and will never be weaker than the martial arts practice that understands the meaning of wind.

"Hiss."

The young man turned and waved a sword behind him. But in his heart, he knew that this sword that could easily kill the six fold martial arts cultivation of the pure body could not hurt the ancient wind at all. He just wanted to stop his speed a little. Along the way, he had waved more than a hundred swords, but they were defeated by the glazed light emitted from him.

"Scream and thunder." Gu Feng roared, and a heavy thunder came from the clear sky, followed by dark clouds. Several thumb thick and thin thunders fell from the sky, and a long sword appeared in Gu Feng's hand. Stabbed the young man in front.

The long sword crossed the sky and said to the chopper that the thunder attacked the young man.

Aware of the terrible sword coming from behind, the young man turned around and looked at the sword light wrapped with thunder. His already pale face became a little pale.

The long sword sent out a threat, which made his heart tremble.