Boom!

The scorching sun that was about to rise and falls into the city, and the blood bursts into the sky in an instant, burning the wind and snow like heavy rain.

Cold!

Violent!

Frugal!

Huang Hu's eyelids twitched wildly, Ergou fell in shock, and the two of them looked in horror.

I saw that among the scorching blood and energy, an existence that seemed to be taller than a house came stepping into the wind, snow and rain.

The extremely terrifying heat wave lingers, as if the air is boiling!

"Eight-armed King Kong, Yuan Haofei!"

People everywhere in the city were alarmed by the breath and looked at them. Some people recognized their identity and couldn't help but take a breath.

Eight-armed King Kong and Yuan Haofei are also masters at the top of the Mountains and Rivers.

And it is one of the most famous masters of the Dali Dynasty in decades.

According to legend, the Eternal Tianlun Temple, ranked fourth on the Jinxiu List, Fan Ruyi, both came out of seclusion and personally taught his "Banquan", one of the four great masters in the world!

"Yuan Haofei?!"

In a restaurant, Fang Yulong's eyes sank, looking at Han Feng Mansion, which seemed to have been expected:

"Collecting into alien races is a taboo in the court!"

"Brother Fang's words are so ugly! How could Han collude with foreign races? He just let go of some wind. Yuan Haofei and Daoren Lin are as deep as the sea of ​​enemies. He came here and it has nothing to do with me."

Han Fengfu shook his head slightly:

"That Dao Ren Lin is not an ordinary person. Brother Wu Duan's body training is probably not able to withstand his counterattack before death..."

"That shouldn't be..."

Fang Yulong frowned.

He was a lot of Han Feng Mansions, and he had personally experienced the battle of Liujishan. Although he had not participated in the war, he also had a deep hatred for the alien race.

Han Fengfu lowered his voice:

"Your Majesty is coming, and I have not had much time left for me to wait. Brother Fang, don't forget who our goal is..."

Fang Yulong's heart was terrified and he stopped talking.

"There are more and more experts."

In the elegant room separated by a layer, Chu Tianyi played with a bronze sword the size of a palm, and couldn't help but frown in his heart.

He is not very interested in this Tai Sui. As a result, he is far from the point of needing "spiritual Qi".

Secondly, he didn't believe that a mere Tai Sui could hurt the old monster in Black Mountain.

But he came...

‘Yang Yu…’

Chu Tianyi murmured in his heart.

Now, how could he not know who the young swordsman he met in the "Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm"?

My sword heart was frustrated, and no matter what, I was going to do this, but...

He frowned and was in no certainty when he looked at the bronze sword in his palm.

"Thirty years have passed! Brother Lin, the shame you left to me has been thirty years, and I have never dared to forget it day and night..."

Amid the cold and solemn voice, the crowd saw the face of the eight-armed King Kong clearly.

The man was as tall as an iron tower, with a rough face like a halberd, and his roots were erected. However, one of his eyes was left with only black eye sockets.

There are four holes on the face, which can be seen from the bones.

It seems that someone used heavy techniques to scratch his facial features and remove his eyes!

Without asking, we can tell that this person is Daoren Lin.

"Such aura and such a physical body, I'm talking about who it is, it turns out to be Brother Yuan..."

Yuan Haofei's voice echoed soon, and the city responded.

An old man wearing a gray robe and a sallow face suddenly appeared on a roof, and the cold wind blew his robe.

There is clearly no sword or weapon in your body, and you can show up with it, and there will be a crescendo of swords in the void.

In a trance, the crowd felt a sharp sword intent roaring in front of them.

Feeling this sharp sword intent, Yuan Haofei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Innate Invisible Breaking the Sky Sword? There is no one like you in Zhujian Villa, and Mu Qingliu doesn't seem to be the successor of this age. Who is yours?"

"I have no name, because the sword god carries sword armor, and he has given him the name "Feng Xingzi"..."

Um?!

Hearing this, the masters in the city were shocked again. Now Northwest Road has become a place where masters gather.

The most low-key martial saint in the world is no longer Mu Qingliu.

After he rebelled from the sword-making villa, although he created the Hanging Sword Platform lineage, it is said that in addition to the four sword-bearing boys, he has accepted two apprentices in recent years.

Because 99% of the warriors in the world have never seen any masters of the sword hanging platform.

Such a low-key sect will actually be attracted by Tai Sui?

"Mu Qingliu's Sword Boy?!"

Yuan Haofei was obviously surprised and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Brother Yuan doesn't have to do this. Although I am a Taoist priest, I have no friendship with Taoist Lin. Here comes..."

The old man with a waxy face coughed lightly, as if he was injured:

"But it was because of the disease that I wanted to take the meat of Tai Sui as a medicine..."

"Do you want the flesh of Tai Sui?"

A fierce light flashed in Yuan Haofei's one eye and pressed down again:

"If you want a little, it's not unanimous..."

Feng Xingzi coughed lightly:

"I want it all..."

"Damn it!"

Yuan Haofei was furious, Feng Xingzi raised his eyes and said coldly, without giving in at all.

"Eight-armed Vajra, Feng Xingzi..."

When the atmosphere between the two became solemn, a cold voice sounded from the city.

In the wind and snow, Daoren Lin slowly appeared, his hands were empty and his clothes were bloody.

He looked very embarrassed, but he still looked calm and looked around, and finally looked at Yuan Haofei and the others:

"You've finished acting?"

"Dao Ren Lin!"

Seeing Dao Ren Lin appear, the city suddenly became boiling, and there were commotions in the houses, inns and teahouses everywhere.

However, no one came out to see the power of the three of them, or to think about reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

"Dao Ren Lin, you are finally willing to give up..."

The blood color appeared in the one-eyed eyes, and Yuan Haofei's already scorching blood energy became more and more violent.

"You want to kill me, let's come together!"

With a long roar, the strong wind suddenly rose in the city. Lin Dao's body was like a dragon, climbing more than ten feet into the sky, and a flashing flashed, and it had already faced the wind and snow all over the sky and left the city wall.

"Don't try to escape!"

The thunder rose from the ground and ascended to heaven in an instant. Yuan Haofei stomped his feet suddenly, and the huge long street was almost overturned by him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! As the earth and rocks burst, a punch rose up, accompanied by a blazing light, and rushed straight to Daoren Lin.

His body was about a foot high, but the speed was as fast as lightning. Large waves of air exploded from all over his body, bursting out a sound of a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

But the faster one is Feng Xingzi.

Buzz ~

The moment the faint sword sounded through the sky, the man had already appeared around the corner, and came first, waving a large sword light like a forest, covering the sky and the earth seemed to slash towards the place where Taoist Lin had to pass.

boom!

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To be continued...