Danger!

fear!

When I heard the sighing like a chanting, Mu Qingliu and others, who were thousands of feet apart, felt the chill was biting and dark clouds were covering the top!

The unparalleled terror clutched the heart like a substantial palm, causing them to breathe suddenly!

This is no longer something that humans can resist!

In the void, there were thousands of volcanoes squirting, and the terrifying aura was overwhelming.

This is not a blow.

But from ancient times to the present, for three thousand years, all the martial arts powerful men who left their names in ancient history and martial arts,

In a terrifying posture that was almost at the top of the Martial Saint, it erupted out, like a stream flowing down from the nine heavens, trying to cleanse the world,

A terrifying wave that can destroy everything!

"retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Mu Qingliu provoked the long sword, and the overwhelming sword energy blocked the sky and like a tide like a dam, and he retreated violently.

He was invited to come, but he also had the heart to help his fist, but in the face of such a terrifying blow that was as destructive as the world, he had to retreat!

retreat!

Not only him, but also on the mountain road, whether he was aware of it or not, everyone was retreating violently!

Except Lu Qingting.

Almost as Lu Chen said the "three", his figure had disappeared from the spot.

"God's move!"

Draw the sword, step, and move the magic.

In less than tenth of a moment, he had crossed the Thousand-Second Mountain Road and moved seven times in the void.

Avoid those figures that seem to be empty and illusory, and you will rush into the center locked by the mountain and sea-like qi!

"Brother Yang, grab my hand!"

Most of the masters gathered at the foot of Fangcun Mountain came for the Taoist fruit treasures in Fangcun Mountain, and a small number came for watching the battle.

But there are also people who are willing to help their fists.

Lu Qingting is one of them!

He did not think he was qualified to intervene in such a level of confrontation, but could bear the speed of "godly move".

He asked himself how to come and go!

However……

"Those who eat the Qi will never die..."

A shallow chant rang out at the right time.

"not good!"

Lu Qingting's pupils shrank violently, like a raccoon cat with its tail trampled on, and its hair was blown up.

A shallow phantom was at some point in front of his face, three inches away!

"God's move!"

Lu Qingting's heart was beating wildly, and the Seven Tribulation Sword behind him also burst out with its extreme sharpness.

As the tenth capital master, his reaction was extremely fast, but it was within such a tiny time scale.

A palm has already poked out from the void and snatched away the trembling Seven Tribulation Sword...

"If you have the next life, remember not to be so brave..."

This sentence was spoken out from the virtual and real phantom.

Then,

Suck it!

Buzz!

Just with such a gentle suck, the indescribable severe pain exploded in my heart.

Lu Qingting's pupils instantly dissipated, and he felt as if he was burned by a fire in an instant and was about to be qi-shaped!

Dong!

In the moment, a low muffled sound opened, and Lu Qingting felt his chest sink, and his whole body flew up.

"Yang..."

Lu Qingting looked shocked and looked at it with difficulty.

"Brother Lu is intent..."

The hot blood qi lit up in the clouds like the scorching sun, and the slender and white fingers suddenly clenched, as if holding the scorching sun in the palm of your palm!

"It seems that you don't understand what is..."

At the center of the indescribable intersection of the qi, Warden Yang stood on his body, his clothes were rushing, and his fingers were pinched together.

Fist welcomes all directions:

"I am invincible in the distance!"

At this moment, Lu Chen developed the foundation of his three thousand years of cultivation, and within a radius of thousands of feet, there was almost no one to stand.

No one can resist these thousands of killing attacks at the top of martial arts.

However……

The void is only eight sides!

He didn't need to bear all the marks of martial arts at all. All he needed to deal with was this.

It's just a short distance!

Rumble!

The earth-shaking intersection completely exploded on the mountain road of Fangcunxian Mountain!

The ubiquitous airflow was immediately affected by the terrifying air force, and was driven sharply, surging, and burning!

The huge rocks, plants, mud and sand in the mountains that could withstand the attack of the Martial Saint without any damage were trembling wildly, cracking, and shattering...

Until gasification!

Since ancient times, there has never been such a shocking intersection between heaven and earth.

The unimaginable blood, true energy, true energy, and energy burst out thousands of collisions in an instant!

Buzz!

It was like the red sun shining on the earth suddenly descending, and the terrifying light and heat, together with the true energy and the air waves,

With an extremely fierce attitude, he rushed and trampled in all directions. Wherever he passed, the mountains and rocks were broken and the plants turned into ashes!

boom!

boom!

It is almost silent nearby, and only a thousand feet away can you hear the sound passing by, like the endless huge thunderstorm that will last forever.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a huge cloud of mushrooms, rising up in the sky with countless waves of mud and sand.

The wind and snow blew away, and the dark clouds that had not yet gathered completely.

With the collision as the center, there is almost no one to gain a foothold within a thousand feet. Even if it is Mu Qingliu, it will retreat nine hundred feet away.

In front of him, a figure was wrapped in true energy, like a fireball thrown by a giant catapult, falling to the bottom of the mountain.

"Brother Yang!"

Lu Qingting fell to the ground, coughing up blood in big mouthfuls, but he couldn't even wipe it. He looked at it with a stinging look.

I just saw the figure standing in the void with fists in the dazzling light!

The power of the explosion of thousands of martial arts imprints is like a torrent rolling down, enough to destroy everything.

The figure stood like Qiao Shi. No matter how terrifying his martial arts were, it could not hide the light of his fist seal!

On the contrary, it was like the most rapid and violent flames, constantly hammering his martial arts...

One moment, two moments, three moments...

Until,

"Click!"

Suddenly, a sound of fragmentation sounded not very loudly in the seemingly endless collision.

Immediately, the sound of violent collision suddenly stopped, and in the gorgeous rain of light, Yang Yu's cold voice came:
To be continued...