Peerless God of War

"Bang, Bang..."

A voice sounded, accompanied by the shadow flying, the ancient wind jumped up in the crowd, one by one was knocked down by the ancient wind, and the speed was extremely fast.

"This guy is more powerful." on the surrounding trees, Chu Tiange and others looked at the voice of the ancient wind like a ghost and flashed a dignified color in their eyes.

The current ancient style is obviously stronger than that more than half a year ago. If the previous ancient style is a pool of water in their eyes, the current ancient style is like a Pentium river, with the momentum of ten thousand horses.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than two hundred martial arts practitioners were put to the ground by the ancient wind. They lay on the ground and couldn't stand up.

"Now it's just you two." the ghost figure of the ancient wind appeared in front of the black and strong youth and the feminine youth, with a strange smile on his face.

"Scared..."

Looking at the ancient wind that suddenly appeared, they also woke up from a daze, then turned pale and retreated more than ten steps, and said in horror, "you... What do you want to do?"

"If you have the courage to learn from others, go away with these guys. I don't have time to play with you." Gu Feng glanced at them, waved his hand and said.

The two men looked at each other. They couldn't take care of the students lying on the ground. They had already run away. Shit, this guy is terrible. Who is he.

"Ancient wind, you're too heavy." Bai Li Mingyao frowned at the more than 200 colleges lying on the ground. In the surrounding small buildings, also because of the movement here, many people came out and frowned at the hundreds.

"I have a sense of propriety. They just suffered some skin injuries. They didn't hurt their muscles and bones at all." Gu Feng waved his hand and said.

"Mingyao, who is this? I've never seen him before." a handsome young man came out of the elegant building on one side and looked at the ancient style, which seemed to ask unintentionally. I never looked at the more than 200 students lying on the ground.

"He is also a student of our Shengwu college." Bai limingyao looked at the young man, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there are such excellent students in our Shengwu college. I don't know your name." although the young man was asking the old saying, his eyes never left Baili Mingyao, and his eyes flashed obscene.

"Sister Bai Li, let's go in. There are too many flies here." the ancient wind also saw that Bai Li Mingyao was a little disgusted with the young man, even when he said.

The young man immediately changed his face when he heard the words of the ancient wind and smiled: "ha ha, there are too many flies. It's true that there are hundreds of miles. This is our tutor's dormitory area. Not everyone can come in casually."

"Hum, it's my business to let someone come to me. It has nothing to do with you in Wucheng. Let's go in." Bai Liming Yao snorted coldly, and then took Gu Feng's hand and walked towards his small building.

"Wait a minute, Baili mentor, you forgot. I'm also a mentor here. I have the right to decide who will stay. Boy, I think you know that the best choice to gain a foothold in Shengwu college is to be obedient." the Wucheng looked at the ancient wind and said in a slightly icy voice.

"It's over, another one is looking for death." the people who haven't left on the surrounding trees couldn't help but feel a pumping when they heard Wucheng's words. If this sentence is said to others, it may be effective and even make the students obedient. But the Lord in front of him is not an ordinary person. Is that a madman who dares to kill the Tianjiao of the golden wolf family and rob holy things and threaten him? That's just too long for your life. Although they can't see the cultivation of ancient customs clearly, when the golden wolf clan attacks, the ancient customs can be strong with the five strong forces of one enemy, three world wars and three soul forging territories. Although they have disappeared for half a year, they will only be more powerful.

Wucheng looked at the ancient style with satisfaction and thought that under his words, the ancient style would obediently leave here, or show servility. No wonder Wucheng has such a mind. He only entered the Shengwu college in the last three months. He is only 30 years old, but he has four levels of cultivation in the soul forging realm. Even where the talents of the Shengwu college gather, his talent is extremely outstanding. What's more, he has the status of a mentor of Shengwu college, so ordinary disciples are naturally ignored by him.

"Are you threatening me?" he glanced at Wucheng and a look of danger flashed in his eyes. Originally, he didn't want to have any conflict with Wucheng, but since someone stretched out his face and asked him to slap him, if he didn't, he would be too sorry for him.

"Threat is not a threat, but I'm the mentor here, so you'd better be obedient, otherwise you know the seriousness of the consequences." Wucheng said with a smile.

"Finished? Then go away." the ancient wind swept over Wucheng coldly and said coldly.

The smile on Wucheng's face disappeared and his face was very gloomy. No one had ever said such a thing to him. Even when he came to Shengwu college, the elders were very polite to him. When would a small college dare to be so arrogant to himself.

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about? Do you really think that with the support of a hundred mile mentor, no one can get you? Today I'll let you know how stupid you are in the end." Wucheng said coldly, his body rippled with a cold breath, and the black spiritual power came out of his body.

"I have some strength. No wonder I can become a mentor of Shengwu college." the people in Wucheng are not very good, but their power is good. They are much stronger than Baili Mingyao: "Baili sister, push away."

"HMM." Baili Mingyao nodded, and the lotus step moved gently, leaving the range of about ten feet. Although Wucheng is a four fold cultivation of soul forging realm, the ancient style is stronger than him.

Wucheng looked at Baili Mingyao's performance, and his heart was burning with anger. He shouted, "boy, I will abandon you today and throw you out of Shengwu college."

The voice fell, Wucheng followed his footsteps, and his fingers were shrouded in black light, pointing towards the ancient wind.

"Broken spirit finger."

The fierce and incomparable breath came, and the broken spirit fingers rippled with extremely strong waves.

"Hum."

The ancient wind snorted coldly. The Wucheng used Xuanpin's high-level martial arts directly. Obviously, what Wucheng just said is not just talk, but really intend to abolish his cultivation.