Peerless God of War

"Whoosh"

The bodies of the six people flashed and quickly surrounded the ancient wind and the three people. The baby Tianluo net of eroticism in the sky is flashing with pink light, which seems to be ready to cover them with the ancient wind at any time.

"It seems that it can't be good enough." the ancient wind's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold flash inside.

Except for the two lust sect disciples, the other four couldn't help getting tense. They are still afraid of ancient customs. Anyway, he has killed the copper core. Even in the power of the flesh, he is only inferior to the copper core. Now, although their strength is sealed, they are still very afraid of ancient customs.

"There's so much nonsense. You're lost in the world of lust."

The two lust sect disciples looked at the ancient wind, pulled a disdainful smile from the corners of their mouths, and made seals with their hands. The suspended Tianluo net in the sky was also shrouded in the ancient wind.

"Hum, it's just a small means." Gu Feng snorted coldly and held his palm for a while. The sound of the wolf roaring from the tusk dagger inserted on the ground turned into a streamer and cut it towards the day he was caught.

"Time", the crisp voice came. That day, the net was torn in two. In front of the tusk dagger, the local treasure that gave birth to the spirit, the net was simply vulnerable.

The tear of the Tianluo net also changed the faces of the disciples of the two erotic sects. Although they have six cultivation accomplishments in the soul forging realm, their combat effectiveness is not particularly strong. What they can rely on is the strange power of the Tianluo net. Now even the Tianluo net is directly torn, and they don't have much means.

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for them to kill us and not kill him?" the two shouted at the other six people.

"Shut up, you two useless things." among the four, a big black faced man with an angry cold drink on his face.

"You..." looking at the black faced man, their eyes were obviously afraid.

"Sir, if you let this girl hand over the demon core, we can let you go safely." the black faced man looked at the ancient wind and said in a low voice.

The ancient wind sneered: "you are not qualified to talk about conditions with me. Since you don't want to go, stay."

When the voice fell, the ancient wind had stepped out, and the fist intention of overlord fist burst out, and a fist was fired at the black faced man. The man's face could not help but change. Obviously, he didn't expect the ancient wind to make such a decisive move. Clap your hands and the wind sweeps through. The meaning of Phoenix, what the black faced man understands is the artistic conception of the wind. The wind can be caressed, like a sharp blade, or turned into a violent attack.

Although this person's understanding of the meaning of the wind is still in his mind, the palm wind sweeps through, which turns into a whirlwind and blows out.

"Do it."

When others saw such a scene, they also shot one after another. The artistic conception of their body was displayed at this moment. They felt the overbearing boxing meaning of the ancient style, and they were extremely afraid.

And cloud dust and meditation also move at the same time. Yunchen waved the star long staff and rushed towards the armed Wu Xiu again. They fought quickly.

"Little beauty, your opponent is the two of us." the two lust disciples, with a lustful color in their eyes, swept their eyes over the full crisp chest and round and tight long legs of meditation.

"Shameless."

Jing Xin's face was angry. Jiao Zha said, and a long whip appeared in his hand and pumped it towards them.

"Hey hey, I didn't expect you to like this, beauty. It doesn't matter. Our two brothers will play with you." the two disciples of lust sect came forward with an obscene smile. Although their combat power is not very good, they still have great confidence in two to one.

The battle on the ancient wind side is extremely fierce. The ancient wind ranks first and third, but it doesn't lose the wind. The three men who besieged the ancient wind were surprised by the Vietnam War. Although they all had the strength of the six fold initial stage of soul forging territory, they sealed their whole body strength here. Even if the ancient wind had many means, they couldn't come out in actual combat. However, under the repeated siege of the three, the ancient wind not only blocked all their attacks, but even a blow was not enough to make him defend with all his strength.

The domineering fist intention made them feel a little afraid.

"How could this boy be so powerful?" they were shocked. They couldn't imagine how the ancient style's fist intention could be so domineering and powerful. When the fist fell, it would break their arms.

"The pattern of Buddha and devil."

During the battle, the ancient wind roared, and two Buddha and devil lines appeared on his arm. In a moment, the ancient wind felt a terrible force flowing all over his body. He clenched his right hand and shot at the three. In these days, the ancient wind has condensed a pattern of Buddha and devil. Although it was only a pattern of Buddha and devil, it more than doubled his strength.

"Dong"

At that moment, the world was boiling and the void was trembling. The roaring wind sounded, and an indescribable sense of oppression swept out in an instant.

Feeling the sense of oppression, there was a look of panic on their faces.

"How could it be?" the three couldn't imagine how the ancient wind could achieve such terrible power.

But now this situation can't allow the three people to think more. They shouted in horror, "let's leave now."

"It's late." the cold and fierce killing intention flashed in the ancient wind's eyes, and his fist fell down.

"Poof"

As their fists fell, the three also turned white, and their blood spewed out of their mouths. They flew out directly and hit the boulder not far away.

"Cough, how... How could it be possible, how could you have such terrible power." the black faced man looked at the ancient wind with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Gu Feng sneered and didn't answer him. After a while, the tusk dagger crossed a strange arc and killed the three people.

Naturally, the situation here was noticed by the other three people. When they saw that the three black faced men were killed by the ancient wind so quickly, there was panic in their eyes.

"Do you need my help?" Gu Feng looked at Yunchen and Jingxin, who were fighting fiercely with the enemy.

"No, I can get rid of him." Yunchen said with a sword in his eyes.

"I don't need to. I must kill them myself today." Jing Xin's face turned red. It was obvious that she was completely angered by the two guys.

"Alas, two unlucky guys." Gu Feng shook his head. Beautiful women are terrible, and beautiful and angry women are even more terrible.