Chapter 468 The glory of that moment(1/2)
Huh ~
In the scorching sun, winds are everywhere in Yanshan City.|
The breeze gathered from all over the place, and to the center of the long street, it was like a tornado, carrying the Taoist high and trampling on the air.
"This person..."
The shadow of the tall city tower flowed down, and the person walked slowly until he stopped, with a black martial robe and a straight blade of sword...
"It's him?!"
As Yang Yu stopped, the expressions of the people in the city changed.
Lu Qingting felt a little convinced, Gu Qingyi frowned slightly, Feng Wushuang clamped the fan tightly, and there was a light in his eyes.
Only Chu Tianyi's eyelid remembered the dozens of "death" seen in "North Knowing the Future".
Dozens of deaths have caused him to die, which means that he is not only not his opponent, but also, once he fights, he will be inseparable from running away!
He couldn't know what this meant.
only……
‘This time, I won’t run away again!’
A thought flashed, and Chu Tianyi's restless mind calmed down, and he held the sword in his palm a little more stable.
"Yang Daxia also received the invitation?"
Lu Qingting's heart was a little complicated and couldn't help but remember the words of the ancestor again.
"Wind Demon?"
In front of the tall city tower, Yang Yu stopped, looked around the fields, landed on the Taoist standing in the air, narrowing his eyes slightly.
With just light skills, even if it is a peerless light skill, it is impossible to stand in the air and walk in the air.
Zhou You Liuxu's light skills are magical, but you also need to use some strength to make ends meet in a very short time.
The Taoist in front of him did it with his supernatural powers.
"This person..."
There was a storm in Yang Yu's eyes, and he actually saw the fate of the demonic path?
【Feng Hao】
【Fate: The Wolf in the Wind】
[Fate number: one purple, two gold, three red and one green]
【Flying sand and stones (lilac), the heart has magical intentions (light gold), the entrance is full of (light gold), the obsession is deep (light red), the fortune is added to the body (light red), the killing is full of wild (light red), the body cannot help (light green)]
【Status: Death (Ghost)】
ghost?
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
Suddenly I remembered the statement on the ancient scroll he had searched in the illusion of "Returning to the Land".
People die as souls, with deep obsessions and endless destiny, as ghosts.
But that is what I said before ancient times...
"You are the ones that the sloppy Taoist likes? You are indeed better than these people, but unfortunately..."
Feng Hao stood up and looked down at the audience. Seeing Yang Yu, his eyes were not very turbulent, but instead a faint smile appeared:
"It's great that you can come. It saves Master Dao from running to the Hanging Mountain to catch you..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, he was broken by a brutal explosion of aura.
With both feet on the ground, the strength was vigorous, and in less than a moment, the iron stepping method had already risen from the ground, and the blood and energy, as powerful as waves, rolled and stirred.
The already burly body expanded several times, and the muscles swelled up, showing explosive power of horizontal training.
"What are you talking about!"
The rough voice kept spreading in the wind, and the iron stepping magic fists held the sky, exploding the omnipresent airflow and rushing forward.
"act recklessly!"
The speed of the iron stepping method is extremely fast, but when he was in the wind, Feng Hao noticed it as soon as he moved. Seeing that the man rose up from the ground, the corner of his mouth was raised:
"Get down!"
Boom!
It's pronounced like thunder and rumbled.
With Feng Hao's angrily rebuked, the strong wind spreading all over the fields instantly ran away. There was a sudden rush of sand and stones flying everywhere in the city, and dust was everywhere.
I could only hear the air flow, the strong wind whistling, the hurricanes intertwined like tornados, like wind dragons, and violently hit the iron stepping method!
"The second level of magical power!"
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the people present changed.
As masters of supernatural powers, they all possess supernatural powers. How could they not know the horror of the second level of supernatural powers?
The first level of magical power is no less than the ninth level of a top martial arts. In this way, they can defeat the strong in the weak, and even deal with the great masters to compete with one or two.
The second level of magical power can only be compared with the tenth level of magical power!
As we all know, even if you are a great master, there are very few who can practice magical skills to the tenth level, and all of them are powerful people who are famous all over the world.
This wind demon actually practiced his magical powers to the second level?!
"kill!"
At the moment when the storm was boiling, everyone moved together, without any communication or discussion, and had already taken action at the same time.
They are all true species cultivated by great forces. Regardless of their talents, understanding, roots and bones, and martial arts they learn are top-notch in the world.
But because of this, they realized the horror of the Grand Master.
Any great master is a great master who can dominate the world by himself. Even if they possess supernatural powers, they are just trying hard to deal with it. It is impossible to win it in battle.
Not to mention the person in front of me, he is a great master with supernatural powers and has reached the second level.
Even with the limitations of the times, it is enough to match the top dozen people on the future generations.
How dare you be careless?
Lu Qingting reacted the fastest, his body turned electric, and he followed the sword and crashed into the wind, responding to the iron stepping method of raising his fist to shake the wind.
This direct fax species from Canghai City has already practiced the great magical skills to an extremely high level. The wind blade that can cut through steel cannot even tear his oily skin.
Zheng!
Chu Tianyi took a step forward, and the long sword in his palm was slashed out with a loud, long, harsh explosion of air.
Wow!
It seemed that there were huge waves cut open by a sword, and Chu Tianyi went upstream and killed him with a sword.
His sword force was very open and closed, with a murderous aura, but there was no evil at all, but instead felt a sense of grandeur and righteousness.
The light burst out in an instant and pierced the eyes.
But Gu Qingyi is faster than him.
The first contemporary true disciple of Hanging Mountain gave a light reprimand, and the figure disappeared into everyone's perception.
Only the snow-white sword light that was as white as a waterfall soared against the trend.
The combination of man and sword, the seven-tribulation magic sword!
There is no change or fancy move. The sword is like a star, and the sword is not as powerful as Chu Tianyi. However, he only takes one word fast.
As soon as the sword started, it had penetrated the air and wind, and before everyone, it stabbed Feng Hao.
"Seven Tribulation Sword?"
Feng Hao's eyes sank, as if he was thinking of something unpleasant past. He took a selfie and turned his palm towards the iron stepper suddenly, whistling with the wind and thunder, facing the long sword.
boom!
boom!
It’s really fast to eat when you say it.
Before Feng Hao's words fell, the roar of sounds was already resounding in the air, and the sword light and the wind collided with each other, and they were roaring.
The city gate roared, and the war broke out instantly. The four true species cultivated by the sects of later generations were unreserved at this moment, fighting against the evil masters thousands of years ago.
"These families have indeed cultivated some good skills, with a thousand years of heritage, and they are outstanding..."
Feng Wushuang stood in front of the window, her eyes swept across the air to the few people who were confronting each other, and fell back to the city gate:
"But this person..."
To be continued...