Warriors, important power.

The Martial Saint is getting more and more like this.

Therefore, since ancient times, whether it is a master, a grand master, or even a very few wars of martial saints have often been passed down.

All kinds of powerful warriors may fight on the top of mountains or die on the river, and will be vigorously successful and will survive and defeat.

But Yang Yu no longer needs it!

Traveling all over the thirty states and the Tao, fighting all over the world with invincible hands.

In more than twenty years, he pacified the kings and suppressed the dragons and snakes of all directions. He was a hero. Although he did not gather momentum, his power had already been developed invisibly!

boom!

A sneer came first, and then a sound of various qi explosions overlapped, prompting the spread of many qi waves.

Sound waves, qi explosions, overwhelming masculine blood and energy...

In the instantaneous changes, all the people present were masters of the world, but only a few martial saints could see the bright light of the fist as bright as a meteor.

"Do you beat me to death?"

Like in the sea waves, Lu Chen's voice was neither happy nor angry, but almost as the air exploded, a shallow sword sounded, and it also sounded.

Wow~

The sword sounds very lightly, just like the spring breeze coming into the night, the girl chants lightly, without the surging sword momentum or the rolling sword light.

There was only that ordinary mouthful, like an iron sword that had just been taken from the village blacksmith shop.

Hand out slowly.

But just like this iron sword, the moment it was handed out, the world seemed to have lost its color.

No!

All colors have become dim, as if their vitality has been erased from the root, and the tide of black rushes upwards, as if they want to erase the colors of heaven and earth!

Invisible sword, the world is invisible!

The moment I saw this sword light, the expressions of many masters on the riverside changed, and several of them couldn't help but look at Mu Qingliu.

This sword is clearly like this sword saint who is at its peak and returns to its true nature.

but……

"This sword..."

Mu Qingliu's eyes were out of focus for a moment. In a trance, he felt the sword weapon tightly pinching his five fingers tremble, moan and roar.

boom!

It seemed that in less than a moment, Mu Qingliu's iron sword that was suppressing so hard still shattered the scabbard and suddenly soared into the air.

Slashed towards the stone bridge!

Not only him, but many swordsmen on the riverside changed their brilliance, and the sword weapons on their bodies couldn't help but soared into the air.

call!

In an instant, in front of Fangcun Mountain, all the masters changed their colors, but they saw that under the invisible aura, many swords could not control themselves and slashed violently!

And if Mu Qingliu's iron sword was furious, the sword weapon of others seemed to be on a pilgrimage!

In a trance, it was like a king in a sword calling on his subjects to suppress them and destroy them!

Rumble!

The next moment, the brilliant fist light drowned everything, and amid the violent and violent sound of swords, Yang Yu's figure turned from virtual to solid and appeared on the stone bridge.

"Do you just know how to pick up people's wisdom?"

The Sensen sword light left a long-lasting trace in the void, and the gold and iron were enough to stir into powder, but it only blew a corner of the mysterious suit.

No one saw Yang Yu's expression, only Lu Qingting and others, seeing his back flashing away.

I have crossed the stone bridge and left far away.

But anyone can hear the coldness and murderous intent in his voice!

"Take out your Great Sun Tathagata's Divine Palm!"

boom!

A heavy air burst out, followed by a blowout.

Lu Qingting looked at it intently and saw a series of explosions of energy piercing through the stone bridge that lasted several miles long.

With a speed that surpasses the world, he heads straight to the top of the square cun mountain, which is thousands or tens of thousands of feet high!

There are all kinds of dangers in Fangcun Mountain. It is the resurrection of the ancient magical aftermath reappearing in the Immortal Mountain.

After endless years, these magical powers have no power as they were in the past, but they can still threaten the great masters of the Martial Saint-level.

Over the years, I don’t know how many people have died in these aftermaths of magical powers, including many masters and master-level masters.

There are even rumors that the ten capitals were injured by the aftermath and could not recover for many years.

But at this time, the aftermath of Taoist magic and the residual magical powers were almost wiped out and submerged like a destruction.

I saw that the anger exploded like a sea, and the man was like a mysterious dragon, without seeing the head and tail, it was hard to see the neck and back!

"It's so fierce!"

All this happened almost in the flash of lightning. With a glance, few people under the Martial Saint could react.

But at this moment, looking at the surging air like the sea, the many masters in front of Fangcun Mountain were shocked.

Even the martial saints felt that they were not breathing smoothly, which was almost beyond the limit of human power...

"Walk!"

Soon, someone reacted and crossed the stone bridge one after another.

Many martial saints followed the mountain path and headed towards the top of the mountain.

The others rushed towards the mountain road where the air burst into pieces.

The heavy qi explosion clouds destroyed all the aftermath and dangers along the way, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them!

Fangcun Xianshan is not just as simple as a mountain.

In fact, this seemingly ordinary mountain road seems to be overlapping with all kinds of immortals and magical illusions.

One mistake is to take two completely different worlds, and the encounters, dangers and treasures are also different.

It is not like a peaceful place for cultivation, but more like an ancient battlefield of killing and slaughtering and being imprinted by heaven and earth!

"The martial arts are so terrifying..."

At the end of the crowd, it was not the first time I saw this powerful Jiang Xiazi, but I still couldn't help but feel shocked.

Until now, he still feels that martial arts are just small paths and cannot be compared with the great paths of immortals and Buddhas.

However, the one in front of him who had the mysterious martial arts and had all kinds of killing magical powers, was no less inferior to those in his memory.

But you must know that magical powers and martial arts can coexist!

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please stay!"

Suddenly, the sound from behind made Jiang Xiazi's heart tremble. He turned around stiffly and saw a bald man in white clothes appear behind him at some point.

"Su Ding?! You..."

Jiang Xiazi's pupils shrank.

In the person who came, he felt a crisis that was several times stronger than before...

"You broke through?"

"Just progress..."

Su Ding skipped it lightly and said:

"You should also receive the commission from Lord Jiutian, right? These natives are not inferior in strength. If they don't join forces, they are afraid they will not be able to complete the entrustment..."

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Jiang Xiazi's eyes condensed.

boom!

Above the mountain road, the air bursts like clouds.

The primordial magnetism is shocked and driven by the current, his speed is second only to Lu Qingting, who has a magical movement in the world.

But there was not a smooth road ahead of him.

In addition to the unknown aftermath, almost every step is attacked from the void.

"Breaking the Sky Sword!"

"Brahman Fist!"
To be continued...