World Wide Martial Art

"you……"

Bai Hucheng choked back his words, and Gui Lao's face became even more terrifying. Situ Reading

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It wasn't that he couldn't understand the situation in front of him. If Bai Hucheng used his holy weapons to attack with all his strength, he would probably not get any benefits, and it might even be difficult for him to leave safely.

As for the holy soldiers, of course they cannot be handed over to others, but now that they know their whereabouts, there is no need to worry about it for a while.

When I return to Kaiyuan Upper City and find a helping hand, I don't have to worry about the other party not returning it.

Moreover... that little warrior actually has two kinds of strange fires on his body. The temptation of these treasures to the warriors of the holy realm is not comparable to that of a holy weapon.

"You have to think clearly about the consequences of offending my Qing family in the city of Kaiyuan. If you can return the holy soldiers, my Qing family can also give up the past grudges and turn the war with you into friendship."

Although he thought so in his heart, just seeing the holy weapon in the opponent's hands, Gui Lao was still extremely unwilling at this moment.

"Haha, who turned a fight with you into friendship? Those who chase my brother deserve to die."

"If you are chattering like an ugly old ghost, I will let this holy soldier drink all the blood in your body."

Sensing that Ning Shen Tong below was about to lose control and explode, Bai Hucheng did not dare to delay and roared angrily.

Now. Only he can suppress Ning Shentong.

The premise is that this difficult old ghost must be driven away.

"Hehe...I want to see today, how can you help me under my constraints?"

The old ghost kept laughing evilly.

Although he was unwilling to work for the three factions, he was also unwilling to leave easily.

He didn't care about Ning Shentong's life and death at all, but if Ning Shentong self-destructed and was lucky enough to injure Bai Hucheng, it might give him a chance to regain the holy weapon.

If it is what he thinks, his status will definitely be greatly improved after returning to the Qing family.

"You half-buried old man, I'm really... giving you face."

The white tiger with upturned eyebrows, a pair of tiger eyes as bright as cold stars, the blood energy in his body became as strong as a rainbow, and the rumbling holy power rushed in all directions.

"White Tiger Sacred Technique: Holy Appearance to Thousand Elephants!"

In the midst of the roar, he had no time to argue with the old ghost anymore, and directly used the most powerful move among the three White Tiger moves. As the complicated seals in his hands evolved, he suddenly pointed his five fingers towards the void.

Endless light rises from under your feet and shoots towards the sky.

In the haze, a giant figure condensed into substance suddenly appeared behind Bai Hucheng.

The endless Holy Power swept through most of Starlight City, and all the warriors affected felt as if their souls were out of their bodies, unable to control themselves under the crushing power of the Holy Power.

What's even more frightening is that in that thick holy power, there is a cold aura that is extremely dark and cold. The temperature between the sky and the earth that increased due to the fire quickly dropped, and even formed a thick layer of... Frost flowers.

When Bai Hucheng was cultivating as a semi-saint, the giant condensed by the "Holy Presence of Thousand Elephants" could not be transformed into reality. But now it is like a real giant descending, and its power has increased many times.

Boom...

The giant held the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang, clasped his hands together, and slashed forward suddenly.

In an instant, the storm surged and the energy collapsed. It didn't look like a huge sword slashing down at all, but more like a god holding a heavy hammer, bombarding the world.

The ghost old man who was originally ready to take a chance suddenly lost all color on his old face. He looked at Changkong who was constantly disillusioned and retreated as if he were flying.

The attack performed by the opponent was a combination of the White Tiger's Holy Technique and the Ice Soul's Crazy Strength. Coupled with the power of the Holy Soldier, if he still wanted to entangle regardless of life and death, it was really possible to kill him alive. .

At this moment, Gui Lao didn't dare to stay where he was, even though he felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.

Bai Hucheng glanced at Bai Hucheng fiercely. Only a string of ghost shadows were left on the spot. The ghost's true form had torn away the void and fled the battlefield.

"Remember, my Qing family will come to you to recover this debt sooner or later."

There was only such a disembodied voice left in the void. Before this person left, he did not forget to speak wildly.

After scaring the opponent away, Bai Hucheng did not choose to pursue him. With a horizontal stroke of the sword in his hand, the sword energy struck by the giant's holy sword had already turned towards the direction where Ning Shentong was standing.

"Let's... go to hell together!"

Ning Shentong, who was madly activating his Yuan Power, also noticed the previous scene. After greeting the ghost ancestor for seventeen or eight generations, he was completely in despair.

The old ghost ran away.

At this moment, even if he had tremendous energy, there was no way he could still survive.

He had been plotting for many years, not only destroying the entire sect, but he was also close to death.

At this moment, a trace of regret flashed through Ning Shentong's heart, but soon, his eyes sharpened.

Even if he dies, he will be buried with Bai Hucheng and Star City Lord.

Bang bang bang...

Boom.

The out-of-control Yuan Power and Fire Intent suddenly caused a violent sonic boom. The surface of Ningshentong's body burst open, blood overflowed, and the Dantian surged with a roar, and at this moment thousands of flames bloomed.

"town!"

The raging storm swept across all sides, and the violent energy was like detonating a whole powder keg, fluctuating wildly.

However, just when this shocking fluctuation was about to affect the entire Starlight City, a large number of ice crystals suddenly appeared in the void within dozens of miles.

A mighty voice resounded through the sky.

Bai Hucheng's figure arrived at the last moment.

"Hahaha……"

"Bai Hucheng, even if you arrive, what will happen? You...can't stop it."

Ning Shentong let out a piercing laugh, and the severe pain caused his face to twist, making him look particularly ferocious.

The semi-saint self-destructed, and even if there was a saint around, it should be difficult to stop it.

only……

Before the laughter dissipated, the smile on Ning Shentong's face had solidified.

Among the ice crystals that kept emerging on all sides, a magnificent ice flower bloomed in the sky, freezing all the fire he released. Even the broken Dantian was frozen at this moment. .

"Bing...Ice Soul Flower, you...you have actually refined it?!"

"Ah, ah ah..."

Ning Shentong screamed in fear and frantically activated his Dantian, hoping to make the explosion more violent.

However, it is of no use.

The fire intent was unable to break through the ice soul flower's blockade, and the entire Dantian was frozen into an ice pimple.

"Yinrong, I will avenge you with my own hands. Under the Nine Springs, I hope you can... rest in peace."

Bai Hucheng closed his eyes slightly.

His heart was filled with hatred in the past, which drove him crazy and turned him into a lunatic. Now, the culprit who separated his wife and his family was right in front of him. Only the blood of this person could comfort his heart and soul.

He waved his hand downwards.

The giant in mid-air held the Yin-Yang Holy Sword and cut it in mid-air.

Ning Shentong didn't even have time to let out the last scream, his body was split in half with a sword, his head flew into the sky, and the fire element law that had been accumulated in his dantian for a long time was also shocked into nothingness.

A huge and earth-shattering crisis was finally completely resolved with Bai Hucheng's sword.

All grudges and grudges are settled once and for all.

But that wisp of fragrant soul has never returned to its hometown.

Only the Lord of Star City not far away could notice that there was a drop of clear tear on Bai Hucheng's cheek, and then it rolled down into dust...