They could feel the power of the national-level masters in the town, which was much more terrifying than the martial arts myths I passed by just now.

Even if you just pass by in a hurry, it will put great pressure on them.

Even Lin Sheng, who is a martial arts myth, is tense all over, and it is difficult to move a little, and the suppression of the level is very obvious.

When the monk Pojiao left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his sense of crisis became even stronger. If the monk Pojiao wanted to kill him just now, he might be really doomed.

The gap is so big that it is unimaginable.

"So strong, so terrible!"

A disciple of the Seven Quarter Sect couldn't help but breathe, almost scared to death.

Suddenly, at this moment, another group of people strode up. When everyone saw that a group of bald heads, they were none other than the group of monks from Nan Shaolin. One of them was the first master of the Bodhidharma Hall, who had been walking outside for many years.

And the other old monk who was standing side by side with him, even higher than him.

"I've seen you all!" the old man in white said quickly.

"I have met all the masters!" Lin Sheng said.

Although he is already the sixth-level martial arts myth, among this group of monks from the South Shaolin, there is a real country-level town.

It is the current host of Nan Shaolin, Master Buyi.

"Amitabha, you donors are polite, you donors are here to watch the battle!" Master Buyi gave a Buddhist tribute and spoke.

"Yes, are you planning to go to watch the battle? Then why don't we go together!" Lin Sheng said.

Their relationship between the Seven Quake Sect and Nan Shaolin has always been well maintained. Unlike the Chen family, to be precise, they have never dared to offend Nan Shaolin.

Nan Shaolin has always been in a neutral and transcendent state in the struggle between them and the Chen family.

"Then let's go together!"

Master Buyi was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly.

It seems that I understand Lin Sheng’s idea. There are too many experts present now, and there are no national-level experts in charge. If they provoke any powerful enemy, they will be wiped out.

Not long after, the Chen family and his group quickly gathered over and met with everyone. The group headed up the mountain in a mighty manner.

At this time, the mountains of Qingyun Mountain were crowded with people, and everyone was extraordinary practitioners. Even if it was not convenient for people to stand in many places, it would not prevent them from standing on them one by one.

According to the cultivation level, there is a step-by-step distribution. The stronger the cultivation level, the closer the core, and the worse the cultivation level, the further you have to stand.

The leaders actually included more than a dozen powerful national-level experts, all of whom came from all over the country, in order to witness this rare battle.

On the top of the mountain, in the middle of a flat ground, a thin old man stood there, standing with his hands behind his back. Just standing was like a pillar of the sky, and even felt like he was entering the sky.

This is a kind of momentum.

Even those powerful national-level masters dare not approach this old man.

Everyone only dared to discuss in a low voice, not loudly.

"Is that Song Lingfeng, the ancestor of the Song family?"

"It's really powerful. Just a glance, it's as amazing as a mountain!"

"The God-Transporting Level is the strongest combat power in the world, but I don't know how powerful the God-Transporting Level is! How much stronger than the Zhenguo-Transporting Level!"

When everyone was talking.

Suddenly, heavy snow began to rise from the sky again, and in a moment, the mountain peaks were covered. However, for everyone, it was not a problem. With their cultivation, they were no longer afraid of the cold and heat.

Everyone was impressed when they saw Song Lingfeng standing still, like a statue.

Suddenly, Song Lingfeng opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, as if he could emit light.

"Lu Xuan, you are finally here!"

Song Lingfeng spoke slowly.

Everyone's hearts were terrified and they looked in the direction of Song Lingfeng's gaze.

But I saw a figure slowly walking up from the bottom of the mountain. It was a boy who looked at at most in his early twenties or even seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was wearing a work pants in the lower body, a blue sweater on the upper body, a gray coat on the outside, and a pair of sneakers on the feet. He looked very casual, but he looked so out of place with everyone on the scene.

For the convenience of the event, everyone on site only wore single clothes and did not feel cold.

However, among a group of people wearing single clothes, Lu Xuan's outfit seemed a bit out of place.

"I'll kill you!"

Lu Xuan said lightly.

Lu Xuan had no special momentum, and he looked like an ordinary young man.

But everyone would not regard him as an ordinary young man. Countless snowflakes fell on him, but when they fell on him, they all evaporated inexplicably.

This is not something that ordinary people can do with just this hand.

"Very good!" Song Lingfeng smiled on his face. He didn't care what Lu Xuan said, but only cared whether Lu Xuan came or not.

As long as Lu Xuan arrives, his goal will be achieved.

He took a step forward and stepped on the snow. Everyone saw an amazing scene. With Song Lingfeng's body as the center, the snow within a radius of ten meters was evaporated in an instant.

Many people take a breath of air conditioning. How amazing is this skill to do. If they were to do it, they would not do it even if they could, because it would be a huge waste to consume the skill that doesn't matter in their hearts.

After all, their true qi is limited, so it is impossible to waste it like this.

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"Although I don't know where you heard my name, today is your death!" Song Lingfeng said coldly. "You interrupted me to break through to the ninth level of retreat, but today when I kill you, my mood will be perfect and invincible. You can take this as the foundation, break through to the ninth level of the world, and by that time, I will be invincible in the world!"

"Invincible in the world? Hahahaha, the frog in the well!" Lu Xuan laughed. "Even if you step into the ninth level, you are still far from invincible in the world!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth in your hand!" Song Lingfeng sneered, and his whole body rushed towards Lu Xuan like a big roc spreading his wings.

The speed was extremely fast, and everyone felt a flash in front of them, and Song Lingfeng had already slaughtered in front of Lu Xuan.

Everyone was shocked that the power of the God-level power is definitely a comprehensive power, far exceeding that of the Zhenguo level.
Chapter completed!