Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

"Young lady, how can you be a thief."

As they talked, they greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of all the people in Lingyan Pavilion.

Although some people have low strength, they are the most ruthless in scolding.

Their idea is that there are so many people here, how could you Lingyan Pavilion kill them all.

Not to mention whether there is a hidden Douzong on the scene, the powerhouses brought by the Guangsi Pavilion, combined, have more Douzong than Lingyan Pavilion.

"This Lingyan Pavilion is too domineering." Mu Qingluan of Xingyun Pavilion said.

"It's just a bunch of stupid pigs." Tang Ying of Wanjiange said in a low voice, putting himself on the opposite side of everyone, whether it's not a stupid pig or something.

Although the people below called it fierce, no one dared to attack first. After all, the strength of Lingyan Pavilion to defeat the two northwest pavilions of Fenglei Pavilion was real.

Seeing that no one left below, Hai Bodong frowned, and turned to look at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone below, his cold voice resounded through the entire Tianmu Mountain Range under the pressure of fighting spirit.

"Whoever stays here after a stick of incense, die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, a domineering aura erupted from Yun Yun, Medusa and the others.

Everyone's complexion changed, a little unbelievable.

Lingyan Pavilion, this is coming for real!

Miss Feng, who stood on the head of the giant crane, looked at Chen Mo above, and said coldly: "Your Excellency, do you want to make an enemy of the entire Northern Territory?"

When Miss Feng's words sounded, people from the other three pavilions responded one after another, representing the same standpoint as Miss Feng.

However, what responded to them was a burning incense.

The incense fell from the sky, and immediately suspended in mid-air, so that everyone could see it.

Seeing this, Ms. Feng was slightly taken aback, and after a while, she laughed, with a little indifference that could not be concealed.

He beckoned, and the two figures behind him took a step forward, shouted sharply, and a six-star Dou Zong's momentum erupted from the two of them.

Two explosions also erupted on the side of Wanjiange.

A Star Meteor Pavilion.

There are two roads in Huangquan Pavilion.

Among the crowd below, four explosions erupted.

Dozens of Dou Huang powerhouses broke out.

It seems that they want to use this momentum to strongly respond to the attitude expressed by Lingyan Pavilion and the others.

Chen Mo was unmoved, his eyes just stared at the stick of incense.

It's already burned for less than half!

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"gollum"

There are already some low-level cultivators swallowing their saliva subconsciously, because they can see that based on the current strength of Lingyan Pavilion, a fight is really going to happen.

"Is he really going to be the enemy of everyone?" Mu Qingluan was a little shocked seeing that Lingyan Pavilion had no room to back down.

With the six fighting sects wanting to contend against the entire Northern Territory, this courage

The atmosphere gradually became anxious, and the incense was half burned, but still no one took the lead.

Because they know that the power of one family alone cannot compete against the opponent.

Moreover, if you hit the first bird with a gun, if you make a shot yourself and no one follows up, wouldn't it be a dead end.

But as time goes by bit by bit.

Finally, in this oppressive atmosphere, someone couldn't bear it.

"I count to three and attack together. I don't believe it. They can withstand the damage from all of us." Elder Lin of Wanjiange said loudly.

"can."

"can."

"Can"

Someone came forward, and the crowd became agitated in an instant, and they all echoed.

"One." Counting to one, a majestic fighting spirit surged out from Elder Lin's body, and something slowly condensed in front of him.

"Two." Elder Lin counted to two, and everyone burst out with a bit of vindictiveness in different colors, which was very spectacular.

"Boom!" Just as Elder Lin was about to count to three, a golden handprint that seemed to overwhelm the sky was slapped down. Wherever the golden handprint passed, the void became distorted.

Immediately, it slapped Elder Lin's body fiercely. The latter had no strength to resist, and blasted into the soil below like a falling meteor.

The strong air current directly uprooted the surrounding ancient trees, or cut them in half, or directly crushed them, sending sawdust flying, and some of the weaker ones died tragically on the spot.