Venerable Martial Emperor

With the fall of Jiang Haojing's voice, the power of the bite of blue plume wrapped around Zhou Fuxiang's iron arm increased sharply. The power of terror even pulled Zhou Fuxiang's iron arm away. The scene was bloody. Zhou Fuxiang suffered the pain of breaking his arm again.

"Zhou Fuxiang, I think you've been the owner of the Zhou family for a long time. You're confused!"

Taoist Qingshan brushed his sleeve and said coldly. Qingshan Taoist master has only one disciple Xu Feng in Ziyang martial arts academy. Now Zhou Fuxiang dares to attack Xu Feng, which undoubtedly touched him!

On that day, Lu Yifu wanted to be disadvantageous to Xu Feng. Qingshanjianghaojing and Lu Yifu directly came to the door to ask questions. Lu Yifu didn't dare to say no. Now Zhou Fuxiang, he will not take it in his eyes!

"Hum, Xu Feng killed Zhou Tengfei and elder Zhou Sheng. As the head of the family, he naturally wants to avenge them!

Zhou Fuxiang took out a pill, opened his mouth and swallowed it. He continued: "if the teaching is not strict, the teacher will fall. Both of them are respected Taoist Masters in Xuanfeng City, but they can't even teach their disciples well. It's really ridiculous!"

Since he can't go, Zhou Fuxiang can only fight hard! As a home owner, I have been in the top position for a long time. After a moment of fear, I have recovered my due toughness.

"How can we teach our disciples? It's not up to you to say three and four."

As soon as the voice of the green mountain falls, the yuan force in the Tianyuan realm is looming. Zhou Fuxiang is arrogant. If he doesn't pay a price today, he won't know that this Xuanfeng city is not exclusive to him!

"Righteousness is mighty!"

The fingerprints of the green mountain flew. On his hands, golden lights erupted, and the gorgeous smoothness kept flying back and forth in the whole space. The green mountain looked solemn and the men fluttered in the wind, giving birth to a sense of dignity.

Be healthy and vigorous, swing all the time, and reach the yang to the hard.

With the fall of the seal, the righteousness is vast, forming a print, a looming Tao pattern, lingering on the big seal, the glory flows, unspeakable mystery and solemnity.

"Go!"

The green mountain drank softly, and the last seal fell. The righteousness was vast and the sound of rumbling was heard all the time. At the same time, Zhou Fuxiang also moved.

We are all strong in the middle of Tianyuan territory. If we really fight, we may not be afraid of green mountains!

One of his broken arms had stopped his injury, and the breath of the strong in tianyuanjing was also unstoppable. Compared with Haoran righteousness, his yuan power is a little more murderous, because he has been killing for a long time, and the murderous spirit has begun to materialize.

To become the real power controller of the whole Xuanfeng City family, in addition to strength, you should also have a ruthless heart. Obviously, Zhou Fuxiang is such a person, otherwise he would not use Zhou Sheng's pain of losing his son to consume Xu Feng's yuan force.

This is Zhou Fuxiang's actuarial way as the owner of the family.

"The prison dragon is broken!"

Wu Guangda Sheng in Zhou Fuxiang's hand, a three or four meter long dragon appeared on his hands. His eyes were cold and cold, staring at the righteousness in front of him.

With both hands pushed forward, the black light prison dragon was like a killer who got out of trouble. The violent breath of the whole body was spreading out, resisting the righteousness of the green mountain. The breath of the two martial arts is the same, but the feeling is different.

Righteousness represents justice in the world, and the meaning of the existence of Wuguang prison dragon is to kill. It can be said to be extremely fierce!

The righteous spirit collided with the prison dragon. Suddenly, the golden light and black light stagnated in the air. The heaven and earth were divided into two. One side was very peaceful and the other side was cruel and violent!

"Boom!"

After a short stay, Yuan Li wreaked havoc in the whole space, and the two martial arts rippled out a powerful wave and rushed around. Many onlookers were swept back by the surging yuan force, while Jiang Haojing propped up layers of Yuan force shields to protect Xu Feng.

Now Xu Feng has been seriously injured and can't withstand any more blows. Otherwise, even the last chance of recovery will be lost.

When the yuan force dissipated, the green mountain Taoist priest stepped back two or three steps. His eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled, and his wrinkles and facial features were twisted together, as deep as water. But Zhou Fuxiang also felt bad. A trace of blood had overflowed from his mouth. In the confrontation just now, he obviously suffered a small loss.

"The green mountain Taoist priest is really powerful and incomparable. He is no less than the Zhou family leader!"

There is no doubt about the strength of Castle Peak, but it has never been shot. Now, when it is shot, it is to suppress the famous Zhou Fuxiang. Countless practitioners marvel at the strength of Castle Peak in their hearts.

"The Zhou family leader is equally powerful. With only one hand, he can resist the attack of the green mountain Taoist priest. When can we reach the Tianyuan realm!"

Similarly, some practitioners praised that the fluctuation of their fighting strength alone can shock them back. How can such strength not surprise them.

The righteous Qi disappeared, and the green mountain Taoist priest still didn't stop. He walked up and followed. The distance of more than ten meters came in an instant. His thin hands erupted into powerful physical strength, turned into Eagle claws and caught it with one claw!

"Stab!"

Zhou Fuxiang is a strong man. Of course, he won't be so easy to be concentrated by the green mountain. With a twist of his steps, he turned sideways and escaped the eagle's claws of the green mountain. But there was a hole in his clothes, and a trace of blood seeped out of his skin.

When one claw missed, the Castle Peak kept on attacking. One sweep turned the eagle claw into a long stick and swept it on Zhou Fuxiang's belly. Zhou Fuxiang immediately fell down, flew three or four meters away and fell to the ground.

"Eighteen martial arts!"

At this time, the green mountain is like a murder weapon in the world. At the most appropriate time, he uses his body as a weapon to attack the enemy. It is mysterious and unpredictable, which is impossible to prevent.

"Old Castle Peak's strength has increased a lot!"

Jiang Haojing was envious. As an alchemist, it was extremely difficult for him to reach Tianyuan state. In terms of strength, he is far inferior to Qingshan, who specializes in martial arts.

"Die!"

The green mountain shouted loudly and jumped up high. Behind him, the virtual shadow of a sharp sword loomed and stabbed Zhou Fuxiang's head quickly!

The sword is powerful and unstoppable. Before it falls, the fierce attack has spread. Countless practitioners are frightened. Such strength is too terrible. Even if Zhou Fuxiang is in the same state with him, he is still pressed and beaten by him.

Green mountain Taoist priest usually doesn't make a move easily. Now he shows such a powerful strength when he makes a move. It can be said to be a blockbuster!

In the face of such a fierce move, Zhou Fuxiang didn't dare to neglect it. Too late to pay attention to the injury in his body, he patted the ground with his hand, turned over and immediately became bouncing. Gather the yuan force on your legs, and the speed increases sharply. At the moment when the green mountain falls, it moves a distance of more than ten meters!

"Boom!"

Castle Peak's legs fell on the ground and directly hit a deep pit half a person high. Countless gravel sputtered and rolled up waves of wind and sand. The Castle Peak standing in the center of the battlefield is like the God of war. It is awe inspiring. There is no one in the world to stop it!

In contrast, Zhou Fuxiang's clothes are messy, his body has many scars, and there are still traces of blood in his mouth. It seems that the situation is very bad.

"Zhou Fuxiang, you care too much about power. Although you and I are in the same realm, you are far from my opponent!"

Castle Peak's eyes were as sharp as a knife and seemed to pierce Zhou Fuxiang's heart. His tone was cold and there was no emotion.

Zhou Fuxiang coughed up a mouthful of blood and said resentfully, "don't be arrogant, old castle peak. When I display my supreme martial arts skills, I will suppress you under my feet! At that time, you, Jiang Haojing and Xu Feng will crawl under me!"

With that, Zhou Fuxiang directly tore his coat, and the wound of his broken arm looked very cruel.

"Cripple! Shadow! Strike!"

Zhou Fuxiang pinched the law with one hand, but the speed did not slow down. Behind him, residual shadows appeared out of thin air, emitting the same breath as Zhou Fuxiang. For five, Zhou Fuxiang's other parts have the same strength as his body.

"Six strong people in Tianyuan are afraid that the green mountain Taoist is in danger!"

A student sighed in his heart that this martial arts is too powerful. He has turned himself into a powerful person in the unknown Tianyuan realm. And it is all controlled by Zhou Fuxiang. It must have an incomparable tacit understanding of cooperation.

Zhou Fuxiang looked at Castle Peak and said angrily, "Castle Peak, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no door to hell. In that case, let me give you a ride!"

This remnant shadow attack is a top-level martial art of Xuan level, and also Zhou Fuxiang's most powerful martial art. Now it is fully displayed, and the condensed remnant shadow is a little stronger than usual. If six people attack together, they will surely kill old man Qingshan under him!

"Cut!"

With a low cry, Zhou Fuxiang was the first to bear the brunt. Five residual shadows behind him attacked at the same time and surrounded the green mountains.

The green mountain Taoist priest was not alarmed, because he knew that this condensed shadow depended on the yuan force in Zhou Fuxiang's body to maintain the attack. Once Zhou Fuxiang was broken, the shadow would also disappear.

Now, Zhou Fuxiang rushed up. Castle Peak's spirit has already locked him. As long as he dares to approach, Castle Peak will launch the most fierce attack on him!

"Die!"

Zhou Fuxiang was still three meters away from the Castle Peak. The Castle Peak Taoist priest gave a big drink, and the yuan force rolled in his hand. A powerful force waved towards Zhou Fuxiang to extinguish the world.

"Hum, it's so easy for you to break my residual shadow attack!"

Zhou Fuxiang sneered. His breath disappeared in the whole battlefield. Yuan Li lost his goal and stayed in the air blankly.