Peerless God of War

"Brother Liu, you seem to attach great importance to that ancient style?" said a thin young man beside Liu mubai. The man's face was a little cloudy, and there was an uncomfortable light in his eyes.

The man's voice just dropped. Beside Liu mubai, another big black faced man also said, "that ancient wind is just a realm of soul forging realm. It's worth you to go there in person, brother Liu?"

The black faced man's exposed skin is red copper, and his whole body is full of explosive power. Obviously, this is also a forging martial arts practice, and the flesh is extremely amazing.

Liu mubai chuckled. He knew that the two people were afraid that he was slightly uncomfortable because he deliberately went to see the ancient wind this time. After all, Liu mubai didn't value them so much.

"The reason why I found him this time is really because she asked me to meet him in the purgatory tower to take care of him." Liu mubai said with a smile. However, his eyes turned and looked at the distant sky. There was the ancient wind. They left, saying: "But this time I'm right. The boy called ancient style is not as simple as you think."

"Oh?" they were surprised that they could make Liu mubai say such words. They wanted to know what the ancient style could do.

Liu mubai looked at the look on their faces and knew what they thought. However, he could only reluctantly shake his head and said, "I can't see through the ancient style, but one thing is certain. I'm afraid you are not his opponent just competing for flesh."

Liu mubai looked at the black faced man and said solemnly.

"How could it be?" the thin young man exclaimed directly. The more than a dozen triple martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm behind them also looked unbelieving. Junluo came from an ancient force, focusing on cultivating the flesh. His flesh is much stronger than his peers. It can be said that few people can compete with him.

Over the years, he has only lost once in the purgatory tower. That person is Liu mubai, which is why he is willing to follow Liu mubai as his subordinate.

Now Liu mubai says that junluo's physical strength is no more than that of a boy with a heavy soul forging state. Not to mention others, junluo himself doesn't believe it.

"I know you don't believe it, but if it's unfounded, do you think I'll talk nonsense? I'm afraid the ancient style's flesh is strong, and I'm about to catch up with me." Liu Mu said with a strange light in his white eyes.

"Hum, if I meet him next time, I'd like to compete with him to see how strong his body is." although it was clear that Liu mubai didn't lie, he was still a little unconvinced.

Liu mubai smiled helplessly. Jun Luoben was a fighting madman. Otherwise, he couldn't have fought a war as soon as he met himself. He still looked at the direction where the ancient wind left. He wanted to know how far the ancient wind, a young man who made his baby sister care so much, could reach when Shengwang mountain opened.

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When Liu mubai looked at the direction of the ancient wind, the ancient wind seemed to feel something, frowned and looked in the direction behind him. At that moment, he noticed a trace of the same, as if there was something wonderful between heaven and earth involved with himself. That feeling was very strange, even a ethereal feeling.

"Ancient wind, what's the matter?" shuiqianrou first found the same on the ancient wind's face and asked.

"Nothing." Gu Feng shook his head. He could only regard that feeling as his illusion and continue on his way with several people.

Several people in this action, very fast, building by building, mountain by mountain constantly disappeared in their sight.

"An island floating in the air?" several people flew quickly, followed by an amazing scene. A huge island with a radius of tens of thousands of feet floated in the air. On the floating island, there are several halls. Although it has been broken by the erosion of years, we can still feel the magnificent momentum.

On the of the floating island, there were flashes of human figures and terrible fluctuations of spiritual power.

"Let's go and have a look," said Feng Qingyang, his eyes shining, and the blue light surging under his feet took the lead in rushing over.

The eyes of ancient people are also hot. This is an extraordinary place. Mysterious lines and runes are burned around the floating island. Even after so many years, they still shine. I'm afraid the floating island can float in the air, which has a great relationship with these inscriptions and runes.

After spending such spirit to carve these runes, it must be an expert with great strength.

The ancient wind and his party fell on the floating island. There are four palaces here, each of which is majestic and magnificent. It is full of the taste of ancient vicissitudes, which makes people inexplicably feel sad.

"Is this an ancient sect?" Gu Feng looked at these palaces and couldn't help saying. His palm gently touched the ground under his feet and found that it was polished with extremely hard obsidian.

Hiss!

At this time, several cold awns appeared out of thin air and stabbed at the ancient wind. With a cold and fierce breath, the speed was even faster to the extreme.

"Be careful with the ancient wind." so thankful that the faces of shuiqianrou and her two women suddenly changed. After they entered here, they were on full alert, but even so, they still didn't find out how these cold awns appeared. What they appeared was too strange.

"Ding Ding"

The cold awns stabbed the ancient wind, making a sound of metal collision, and then those cold awns fell to the ground. Those are four sleeve arrows, the tip of which is shining with the light of Sen Han. At a glance, it makes people's hair cold.

The ancient wind made the four sleeve arrows sword, and his face was a little gloomy. The point of this sleeve arrow is extremely sharp. It is made of cold iron. Even if you shoot at just the speed, the defense of the second martial arts cultivation of the ordinary soul forging realm can be broken. Only a strong man like the ancient wind can withstand such a blow.

But Rao is so, the ancient wind is still churned by the blood gas in his body hit by that huge force. Almost a mouthful of old blood came out.

"Gufeng, are you all right?" several people quickly rushed to Gufeng and looked at him worried.

"It's all right. This attack can't help me." Gu Feng said with slightly cold eyes. His eyes swept around.

"Here it is," he said one moment, staring into a shadow. Then he stepped on the ground and spread his wings like a ROC. Flying towards that area with amazing fluctuations. An extremely strong sense of oppression swung away from the ancient wind, shaking the space hunting.