Peerless God of War

"Death." the low voice of the ancient wind came, with boundless killing intention.

Mr. Dongfang looked at the ancient wind suddenly appeared beside him, his eyes locked. Especially the domineering power of the ancient wind sent out, which made his heart tremble constantly. At that moment, there was a blank in his mind. He could only stare at the old-fashioned fist pounding on the young Wu Xiu. Not even a scream came out, and the young man was directly killed.

"Gollum."

When they saw this scene, they couldn't help rolling their throats. Their hearts were filled with a trace of cold. They hurried back and looked at the ancient wind with vigilant eyes.

"I'm afraid he'll do something. He's just a person. This is our chance. Everyone will kill the villain together." a middle-aged Wu Xiu with a broken soul shouted.

"Whew."

The ancient wind's eyes are as cold as thunder and lightning, and a pure light shines out, directly penetrating the void.

"Dong." the void in front of the man twisted, and two pure lights burst out directly at him. This is martial cultivation. As soon as his face changed, his palm quickly photographed the void in front of him. His powerful spiritual power collided with the two pure lights and made a loud noise in the air. And his figure was blown back and forth.

"Hiss..." at the scene, many people couldn't help taking a breath. This scene really surprised them. It's just a cold awn from your eyes. It's terrible to have such a terrible power.

"Boom!"

The ancient wind stepped out with a strong breath. When this step fell, the whole earth could not help shaking.

"If you want to kill me, let's go together?" he whispered, but his face was very serious. The essence in his eyes flashed and his whole body radiated the light of colored glass. At the same time, the light of stars in the sky fell, making him look sacred.

Seeing this situation, those martial arts practitioners who besieged the ancient wind looked very dignified. However, at this time, even if they want to retreat, it is not so easy. Both sides think they are mortal enemies, and ancient customs will never let them go easily.

"Do it." several of them roared. Their spiritual power was useless, and their weapons attacked the ancient wind. A strong attack fell towards the ancient wind, and even the void trembled.

Although they are frightened and afraid of ancient customs, they are not afraid. After all, he is only a strong martial artist in the soul forging realm. Even if he can easily kill the double strong in the soul forging realm, there are three strong men in the soul forging realm. These people are not so easy to deal with. What's more, with so many of them working together, they can easily destroy ancient customs.

Now, with so many people working together to destroy ancient customs, even strong people such as shuiqianrou have to retreat. If you can't kill him, unless there is a miracle.

"Boom!"

One attack after another, gorgeous and dazzling, but in the dazzling brilliance, there is infinite killing opportunity. Directly smash that area completely, dust flying and the earth cracking. All the attacks fell on the ancient wind.

The ancient style stands in place, the light in the eyes soars, the black hair flies, and the light of the colored glass on the whole person blooms, completely illuminating this piece of heaven and earth. The terrible blood gas rose from him and was released in the air with the powerful pressure from his blood.

The blood gas filled the air and wound around his body like an angry dragon. It seemed that there was a sound of animal roar. The ancient style is like a giant with a real dragon, with unparalleled power.

At this moment, the world was silent, and everyone could not help but change their face when they felt the terrible pressure of the ancient wind.

In the distance, I noticed that the terrible pressure sword was unparalleled, and I couldn't help looking at the ancient wind that jumped from the attack all over the sky. There was a color of horror in my eyes.

"Zheng"

The ancient wind opened his eyes and the bright light bloomed, making the space around him tremble slightly.

"Not good." Mr. Dongfang's face changed and his long sword fell quickly.

At the same time, the other two triple martial arts practitioners in the soul forging realm in the crowd were dignified and shot at the same time. Their star life grid expanded, and their powerful and unparalleled attacks fell towards the ancient wind.

However, all this is slow in front of today's ancient customs. His fist burst out, crushing all the attacks that came. At the same time, his feet hit the ground, his body burst and.

"Poof"

The sound of flesh and blood breaking came. Under the impact of the ancient wind, Youwu Xiu's body was directly torn apart, and the rain of blood poured down. At the same time, his fists kept popping out, and the fists containing incomparably terrible power fell on those martial arts practitioners and killed them one by one.

In a short dash, seven or eight martial arts practitioners died in the hands of the ancient wind. Among them, there are two kinds of martial arts cultivation of soul forging realm and one kind of soul forging realm.

Those martial arts practitioners, including Mr. Dongfang, looked at the ancient wind and their bodies were trembling. This scene was really terrible. More than 20 of them attacked together and were killed in the end. And their attack did no harm to the ancient wind at all. What a terrible force.

How did they know that this time, although the ancient wind did not use the star life grid or the purple electric sword, it also reached the peak. The blood in his body awakened, which was despised by everyone in Huang Xuanyu. It contained a very terrible power, which made his attack to the greatest extent.

"Kill."

Mr. Dongfang's three soul forging realms burst, and his spiritual power condensed in the air and turned into three strange animals, biting at the ancient wind. Although these three monsters were transformed by spiritual power, they were frightening with a sense of evil Qi.

Cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancient wind. Even now, he dare not have the slightest carelessness in the face of the attack of the three people. Although there is only a small difference between the two levels of soul forging realm and the three levels of soul forging realm, they are very different.

"Eight wasteland palms." the ancient wind whispered, and the palms were photographed one after another. One after another, the palm prints containing desolation appeared, and finally collided with the three strange animals.

Without terrible energy fluctuations, the three beasts and those withered and yellow palms disappeared in the air.

At the same time, Tian hen, who was watching the war, also shot. In an instant, he came to the ancient style. The thin sword in his hand fell gently and seemed to have the sound of an eagle. The long sword sent out a cold breath and stabbed the glass body of the ancient wind.

Gu Feng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He pinched his fist print and punched the long sword.

"Bang." tianhen's figure was blown away by the ancient wind.