Peerless God of War

"Your attack is too weak."

The ancient wind roared. His current defense, the strong one under the five levels of soul forging realm, would not be so simple to break his defense if he didn't attack with all his strength. However, even if he can burst one of his star glass bodies, he can condense seven star glass bodies with seven star fates, which will kill you if you are tired.

"Kill him, you must kill him." the five heavy Wu Xiu of the soul forging realm in the dark Pavilion looked very dignified. The young man gave him a very dangerous feeling. He had heard the rumors before, but thought it was exaggeration. Now it seems that it is really possible that he defeated the combination of the three five strong players in the soul forging realm alone.

Now they finally understand why Wang Haoran is so afraid of this person. With his talent, three or five years, I'm afraid it won't take too long for him to touch the threshold of condensing soul. At that time, Wang Haoran will also be completely pressed down. It's impossible for them to rise again.

"You must kill him, or he will definitely become the great enemy of the little Lord." the man said in his heart. This time, he almost brought the only strong people in the soul forging realm left in the dark Pavilion. These people are the strong people they have tried their best to cultivate over the years, and even he, the third most powerful person in the dark Pavilion, has arrived.

If we put it at ordinary times, it's impossible to kill this boy unless they all do it. However, this time is different. There are more than ten strong people in the blood palace and the snow cold palace, including three martial arts practitioners with five levels of soul forging realm and one strong person with six levels of soul forging realm. He doesn't believe that such a lineup can't kill the ancient style.

"War."

The ancient wind roared. In the dark, his body burst into bright light and rushed towards the crowd in an instant. On the ferocious fist, the glittering and translucent light radiated dazzling light. When a fist was hit, the void was screaming, followed by the pouring of terrible power, a human figure appeared, and then directly burst into a blood mist.

"Bang bang"

The ancient wind flickered one after another. In just a few moments, three martial arts practitioners died in the hands of the ancient wind. Although these three people are only the most important martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm, they also make their faces blue. It is absolutely a great shame that so many people joined hands to attack and could not hurt Gu Feng. Instead, he killed four people.

Gu Feng is also very cunning. He leaves quickly after the attack, so those killers hidden in the void have no effect on his attack.

The speed of the ancient wind is so fast that it is unimaginable that their attack is difficult to blow on the ancient wind.

After an attack, then quickly retreat. As soon as the ancient wind's body stood still, a cold awn came out of the void. There was a cold light shining on the cold awn, which made the ancient wind feel a pound.

"Go away."

With a loud roar, the ancient wind's fist collided with the cold awn.

"Poof"

A touch of blood light crossed, and the glittering light on the ancient wind's fist was broken. The cold awn directly tore his defense and pierced into his flesh and blood.

The ancient wind's face also changed slightly. This time, it was really careless. There was no time to think more. The black and white light under his feet flickered, and he withdrew from a distance of tens of meters in an instant.

"What a pity." an old voice came. In the void, there was a figure in a black robe. Although most of his face was covered by the black robe, it could still be seen that the wrinkles on his face accumulated together.

The ancient wind's palm was dripping blood. He could feel a blood evil spirit invading his body, as if he wanted to break his meridians. The blood evil spirit is really strong. If it was an ordinary martial arts cultivation, even the six or seven heavy martial arts cultivation in soul forging territory, one would be in a hurry and suffer a dark loss.

However, for the ancient custom of life and death seizing heavenly power, this blood evil Qi will not have any impact on him. In his body, the operation of life and death seizing heaven skill is to directly devour the blood evil Qi and transform it into his own power. At the same time, the breath of life in the body filled the air, and the wound on the fist healed in an instant.

"The strong man of six levels of soul forging territory assassinated me. I have a big face." Gu Feng looked at the old man and smiled sarcastically. The killers in the blood hall are not seen, especially their hiding means is very special. Even martial arts practitioners who are higher than a few realms can hardly find their existence when they hide. There are only six or more killers in the blood hall, and there are only six or seven at most. These people are definitely the treasures of the blood hall. I didn't expect to be sent to assassinate him.

"You deserve my shot. I'm also very happy to kill a genius like you." the old man looked at the ancient wind and said with an old face.

"I'm afraid it's you who will die at last." the ancient wind pulled a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth, and the black-and-white light flickered at his feet, which had turned into a light of colored glass and rushed towards the old man.

"Just in time, I'll let you try the blood devil sword that I've refined for nearly a hundred years." the old man looked at the ancient wind flying over, and a cold light flashed in his muddy and godless eyes. The blood long sword in his hand was blooming with red light, and the rich blood gas diffused. Between waving, a blood mist appeared and shrouded the ancient wind.

Those blood fog changed and quickly turned into nearly a hundred long swords, shooting at the ancient wind from all directions.

Nearly a hundred bloody swords blocked the space around the ancient wind, making him unavoidable.

"Boom"

When nearly a hundred long swords reached the ancient wind, these long swords suddenly gathered together and condensed into a huge blood colored long sword with blood gas on it, which made the surrounding space make a nourishing sound.

Gu Feng's face changed slightly, and he felt a sense of danger from the long sword.

"Kill."

The old man's cold cry came, and there was no chance to reflect the ancient style. The bloody long sword cut directly on his body.

"Click."

The sound of fragmentation came, and the glass light shrouded in the ancient wind could only be followed in an instant. The blood light splashed on the bloody long sword, followed by the complete submergence of that area.

"So it's over?" when they saw this scene, they all looked at each other in disbelief. Was that arrogant boy really killed so easily?

On the house in the distance, Wu Xingyu and an old man looked at the battle there. The corners of his mouth pulled a cold sneer. Boy, you will die here.

The old man in the blood hall frowned slightly, then shook his head and said, "it's impossible. That boy won't die so easily."