Peerless God of War

The purple lightning sword in Gufeng's hand twined the strands of purple thunder. The thunder ran and sent out electric arcs, which directly pierced the surrounding space. Although there is no powerful fluctuation of the psychic power, it has a palpitating power. Everyone had seen the horror of the purple lightning sword before. When the sword fell, dozens of people were killed in an instant. The power of such terror was absolutely beyond the level of local treasure.

Beyond the ground treasure? Isn't that a heavenly treasure?

Everyone's body can't help trembling. Tianpin treasure will be regarded as Zhenzong treasure when placed in the super Zong door. Among these super sects in HuangXuan region, in addition to the long-standing Shuiyue Dynasty, only Qionglou has Tianpin level treasures.

As for forces like the golden wolf clan, they just have high-level treasures of local products.

At the moment, people looked at the purple lightning sword in Gu Feng's hand. Instead of greed, they were frightened. They all know the horror of tianpinbao.

"Ge... Your Excellency..." among the crowd, someone wanted to speak, but the purple lightning flashed in the eyes of the ancient wind, and the whole person disappeared from the original place. Purple lightning flashed through the void, and seven or eight people were killed in an instant.

That terrible speed makes others unable to notice where the ancient wind is.

"Sir, we didn't mean to offend, so we'll leave." in a short time, dozens of people were killed, and they didn't even hurt a finger of the ancient wind. If they continue, they will all die here.

"It's too late to remember to go now." the ancient wind said in a cold voice. The scars on everyone's body have made him angry. If he comes out later, I'm afraid everyone is in danger. All this is because Shui qianrou wants to protect himself. Maybe these people are hurt because of themselves. How can they make him not angry.

"Kill." the ancient wind roared, and the purple lightning wrapped around him. The sword spirit burst out. The third sword is intended to burst out completely at this moment.

The sword was terrified, and the space was shocked by it. After feeling the strong and unparalleled sword meaning of the ancient wind, the long sword also excited to make bursts of sword sound.

"The meaning of the sword is the mystery of the third double sword." not far away, the ghost like figure stared at the ancient wind and couldn't help flashing a look of horror in his eyes. There are three meanings: mind, truth and mystery. There are not many people who can understand the first priority, but if you want to understand the true meaning, your talent is definitely not ordinary. Even among many talents, only a few can understand it.

If you want to understand the profound meaning, there is absolutely no one in a million, because it requires not only your extraordinary talent, but also immersion in this way for many years. Even the strong in the soul state can hardly understand the existence of the profound meaning. But now, how can it not be shocking that it actually appears in a teenager.

"Run away."

Feel the soaring sword meaning of the ancient wind, those martial shaven faces showed panic, screamed and fled in all directions. They were also awed by the horror of the sword before the ancient wind, and could not afford to compete at all. In the face of today's ancient customs, some of them are just trembling.

"Thunder sword formula, ten thousand thunder sword." the ancient wind whispered, and the purple long sword in his hand stabbed down. The power of terror spread, and thousands of thunder surged in the sky and fell towards the earth.

Those thunders, each of which was extremely powerful, shot at the people.

"Boom."

"Ah..."

Thunder roared, the earth trembled, accompanied by screams, sounded between heaven and earth.

When the thousands of purple thunder disappeared, there were only nearly a hundred bodies left on the earth. The body was blackened, but there was a sharp sword spirit on it.

"Abnormal." Feng Qingyang looked at the ancient wind and was stunned for a while before he began to mutter. A move to kill nearly 100 strong people in the soul forging realm is scary enough, although it is because of the Tianpin treasure purple lightning sword. Treasure, originally owned by people, is naturally the embodiment of his strength.

"Yes, it's a pervert." Luan bumie also looked at the ancient style. After a long time, he just poured out a breath, and his voice was a little dry.

Although he had seen the ancient wind show its power before, pointing to the strong decision scene of killing seven soul forging realm triple martial arts, now it is even more amazing. More than 100 martial arts are killed by the ancient wind in an instant, which makes people tremble.

After such a strong move in the sky, the face of the ancient wind also became pale and his body shook in the air. Obviously, this move was also extremely serious to his consumption.

In the distance, a faint blue light flashed in the eyes of the ghost figure. With a flash of body shape, it quickly appeared around the ancient wind. In its hand, a crystal dagger appeared, emitting a cold chill, stabbed at the chest of the ancient wind.

"Ancient wind, be careful." such a scene made several people's faces change because they were still amazed at the strong wind of the ancient wind.

"Boy, you can die. As I said, we will meet again. When we meet, it will be the day of your death." the ghost figure opened his mouth with a dark smile.

"Is it you?" Gu Feng frowned. He remembered his breath. It was the shadow assassin Youli who robbed zhenyishenshui before.

"Yes, it's me. So go to hell." the crystal dagger in Youli's hand became extremely red under his spiritual power, and the thick blood gas spread and stabbed at the chest of the ancient wind.

Looking at the dagger stabbing into his chest, there was a look of ridicule in the eyes of the ancient wind: "even when I was losing my spiritual power, I was also able to kill you."

The voice fell, the ancient wind's body burst, thousands of colored glass lights bloomed, and a terrible breath spread from him. Real space becomes distorted.

Looking at the ancient wind, Youli's face couldn't help changing. There was no strong spiritual power fluctuation on the ancient wind, but it exuded great pressure, which originated from the strong pressure of his flesh.

"Can a flesh body stop my blood drinking dagger?" a decisive cold color flashed in Youli's eyes. The dagger in his hand still stabbed at the ancient wind.

"Go away." the ancient wind roared, and his body burst. The thousands of colored glass light condensed on his fist and hit the blood drinking dagger.

"Bang"

At the moment of collision, it made a roar. Followed by the blood colored light, the blood drinking dagger was inserted into the antique fist without accident.

"Stupid." Youli's eyes flashed a mocking color. He looked at the blood flowing into the blood drinking dagger along the ancient fist, and his eyes were full of joy.