In front of the gate of the State of Chu.

Yun Taixu stood in front of the gate of Changsheng, his clothes were flying, and his long hair was fluttering. The demon-loving sword in his left hand had no breath, just an ordinary wooden sword, and the nine-section Broken Sea Whip in his right hand was brightened by nine-sections, and golden flames steamed and burned.

Behind Yun Taixu, a young man looked very similar to Yun Taixu, and was Yun Xiao, the son of Yun Taixu. The long sword in white clothes was covered with a layer of white frost, and the cold cold air spread out. The young man's face was like frost and his eyes were like lightning. The long sword could be cut out at any time.

Next to the young man, there were three people, two men and one woman. One man had a rough face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his body had extremely strong muscles raised high. His body was like an iron tower. Standing there, he was like a human-shaped beast. If Mo Zhaoxie was here, he would recognize this person. He was Gao Xiong who had seen in the Temple of Martial God in the past. The man and woman standing next to Gao Xiong were also Mo Liu and Chen Ping who had appeared in the Temple of Martial God.

Behind was the huge Changsheng Gate, but there were only Yun Taixu and the other five who stood in front of the gate to block the Yanyu Pavilion army. Even the members of Haoyue Gate were strictly ordered by Yun Taixu to step out of the mountain gate.

Behind the mountain gate covered by clouds and mist, there were all Changshengmen who were waiting for the battle. The leader of Changshengmen was standing behind Yunwu with his hands on his back, always paying attention to Yun Taixu and Yanyu Pavilion's army. As long as there was something unusual, he would take action without hesitation. He did not care whether Yun Taixu would blame him or not, whether he would provoke a sect battle between Changshengmen and Yanyu Pavilion.

If you dare to hurt his disciples and dare to come to the door, you must be aware of both the jade and the stones being burned.

Next to Gu Changsheng, there was a man in a long red dress. The man's breath was a violently burning flame, his long red hair was dancing wildly, his face was a rebellious expression, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips to look at the army in Yanyu Pavilion outside. This person was Yan San, the leader of the Lieyang Sect, one of the three gates of the Changsheng Gate.

Yan San snorted coldly, "Ying Bo is such a miscellaneous person, he is really too bullying."

Therefore, Changsheng sneered, "I don't cause trouble in Changsheng Gate, but I am definitely not a person who is afraid of trouble. If I dare to hurt my Changsheng Gate, I will ask him to pay back his life."

Yan San said helplessly, "When will the second brother's temper be changed?"

Therefore, Changsheng also smiled, "I'm afraid I can't change it."

Behind the back of Au Changsheng and Yan San, dense disciples occupied the entire earth and the sky. A slutty aura surged into the sky, making the cold and terrifying people.

Not far from Yun Taixu, a large army of sinister stood in the void. The spear was like a forest, piercing straight into the sky. The bright armor reflected the light of the sky, which invisibly gave people a mental shock.

Yingbo stood in front of Sensen's army, holding a green bamboo in his hand. The moon-white long clothes moved with the wind, looking like a banished immortal on earth. However, his eyes were extremely fierce, like an evil ghost from hell. Looking at Yun Taixu's eyes, he wanted to tear him apart, especially when he saw the demon-loving sword in Yun Taixu's hand, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was too angry.

Behind Yingbo, Xinyang stood in a golden knife, and a man in black stood with a cold face. The man's face was as stiff as a stone, and his eyes were motionless as if he had been petrified. A stream of black gas emanated, like a demon descending to the earth.

Ying Bo looked at Yun Taixu, his eyes were as cold as frost, "Yun Taixu handed over the Demon-loving Sword."

Yun Taixu sneered and ignored it.

"Yun Taixu, you really want to fight me to death for a dead man," Ying Bo's attitude towards Yun Taixu had already understood. "Then Mo Zhaoxie is a short-lived person. He was lucky enough to escape in the Martial God Temple, but he died in the ancient battlefield in the short time. This is the heaven that he will destroy him!"

Yun Taixu held the Demon-Enjoying Sword and pointed directly at Ying Bo, "In the past, I was in the Martial God Temple, because of the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion, I could not kill you. Today you came to your door by yourself. Even if you were not entrusted by Xiao Xie's friend in the past, I would like to destroy your body and spirit today!"

"Hmph!" Ying Bo looked crazy, "In the past, that little thief, Mo Zhaoxie, ruined my good deeds, and it was a great regret that he could not kill him with his own hands. Now I have given ten days to consider, and it can be considered as the most righteous. I am stubborn and unsure, die! Kill!"

With a command, the army behind him moved, and his spear moved like a cloud like a forest, with murderous aura all over the sky.

Xinyang rushed out with a golden sword in his hand, followed by thousands of soldiers behind him. The golden sword in his hand was dazzling, and he shouted angrily, "Who dares to fight me!"

The ice snatch in Yunxiao's hand behind Yun Taixu shook and dissipated, and the cold air soared into the sky like a sharp sword. Faced with Xinyang's provocation, he had to take a step forward to fight.

Sudden!

"I'll do it!" A roar rolled in like thunder. The powerful sound wave stopped Yunxiao and made Xinyang look sideways.

Just as everyone was amazed at the rolling sound waves, a black and golden spear had already shot towards him like lightning. The soldiers on the black and golden spear were sharp and powerful, and the black and golden battle aura made a loud metal sound.

The speed is as fast as lightning, the power is as heavy as thunder!

A black and golden light flashed by, instantly piercing the Xinyang, and flew out to nail it to the ground, and in an instant he had already died!

The sudden change shocked everyone, and then he was deeply shocked. He shot a shot and killed Xinyang in the four-step realm with one blow! How can this combat power not make people feel shocked!

"Who is it?" Ying Bo saw Xinyang who was killed by one blow and roared angrily, as if crazy. His own person was actually killed under his nose, but he didn't even see the other person.

With Yingbo's roar, a sound of horse hooves sounded in the sky!

The horse's hooves stepped in the void, and the sound of beating a sky drum was heard.

In the distant horizon, a man came on a dragon horse, wearing a black and gold battle suit, holding a black and gold spear, wearing an evil ghost mask, and walking forward on the horse.

Behind him, a huge Qiongqi beast roared angrily and roared at the sky, extremely fierce. On Qiongqi's back was a resolute man, holding his hands in his chest, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole body exuded an astonishing murderous aura.

Seeing the person who appeared, Ying Bo couldn't help but slid his eyebrows, shook Qingzhu in his hand, and waved his hands at the pair of soldiers behind him.

A pair of elite soldiers lined up and flew up to meet them.

"Roar!" With a roar, Qiongqi's beast's wings shook and crossed the sky. The elite soldiers could not resist, and they slapped out with one claw, and they all turned into meat paste.

Ying Bo narrowed his eyes and said, "Kill them!"

"Yes!" The response was like thunder, and the vast army rushed towards Mo Zhaoxie.

Seeing this, Yun Taixu was about to take action, but heard Mo Zhaoxie shouting loudly: "Senior Yun, there is no need to do it, let the younger generation do these miscellaneous fish."

Yun Taixu stopped and looked at the person who was stepping on the horse. Although he couldn't see the true appearance behind the evil ghost mask, Yun Taixu still smiled.

You are back.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the Yanyuting army that was rushing overwhelmingly, and shouted coldly: "Kill all the people, kill them, no one left!" As he said that, he flew up and forced Yingbo with a spear in his hand.

Beiliu sneered, took a step and then disappeared. When he appeared again, he punched the man in black and cold-faced, who was like a sculpture.

Facing the army blocking the sky, Qiongqi spread his wings and rushed into the formation with a roar, fighting bloody battles. The wilderness trampled on the sky horse, with a long neighing, and the huge horse hooves shook, and the armor that rushed to the front was turned into meat mud.

"I really admire these two guys and can only use brute force." An extremely inconsistent sound appeared, and a pheasant that was only one foot in size flew up in the sky, and a sea of ​​fire broke out when he opened his mouth.

In an instant, the hot Samadhi True Fire burned many soldiers and armors to ashes, and the soldiers and armors became ashes without even making a scream.

"Roar!" Just as everyone was amazed at the pheasant's true fire of Samadhi, a roar that shook the world sounded. A cute little black bear flew up and slapped his palm at the army from afar.

With one palm, it was like Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the top, and its powerful power instantly slapped countless soldiers into blood mist.

For a moment, everyone present was shocked.

No one expected that the person who appeared had such extremely powerful combat power around him. His every move caused serious damage to Yingbo's army. An army that seemed extremely powerful was killed and defeated without even the chance to fight back.

"Father, who is he?" Yun Xiao asked as he looked at the man who was holding a black gold spear and killed Yingbo.

Yun Taixu smiled, "You will find out soon."

After the clouds and mist, Au Changsheng and Yan San looked at each other, "Who will he be?"

"Looking at the second brother's expression, he seems to have known his identity. He should be a friend but not an enemy." Yan San said, "But this guy is not an ordinary strong guy."

Mo Zhaoxie held a black gold spear in his hand, like a divine weapon falling from the sky, and the spear in his hand was like a sky stone falling from the ground, and a bang shot into Yingbo's forehead.

Ying Bo calmed down his mind, and the green bamboo and green light in his hand bloomed, blocking Mo Zhaoxie's spear without showing any weakness.

There was a loud bang, and the black gold spear shattered, and don’t let the evil retreat.

The green bamboo in Yingbo's hand was even more dazzling, and the energy in his body was steaming, burning like flames. Yingbo's eyes were fixed on Mo Zhaoxie, and the green bamboo in his hand buzzed and trembled, and even made waves of sword sounds.

"Where did the rats come from? They hide their heads and tails so much," Yingbo shouted.

"You are not worthy of knowing." Mo Zhaoxie waved his hand and a blood-colored sword was in his hand. "When I cut off your head, you will know who I am."

"Haha," Ying Bo laughed, "I will never let you go."

Mo Zhao smiled evilly, and waved the sword without saying a word. In an instant, the blood-colored sword turned into a sky-swallowing python and danced wildly in the air, opening its bloody mouth and biting Yingbo.

"Ah!" Ying Bo roared and flew up to fight with Mo Zhaoxie.

Beiliu swung a punch, attacking the cold-faced man. The cold-faced man, who was originally like a sculpture, suddenly lit his eyes. Facing Beiliu's punch, the cold light flashed and he also hit him with one punch!

With a loud bang, a clear sound of bone shattering came out.

Beiliu was like a giant mountain, still moving, and an invincible momentum moved everyone. He looked at the cold-faced man, stretched out his finger and smiled contemptuously, "You can't do it!"

Faced with Beiliu's contempt, the cold-faced man's face turned extremely gloomy, but his right hand had broken a blow just now. If it weren't for the end, he would have lost his arm at this time. The man asked himself that he was a single body tempering, and he was very proud of his physical strength, strength and speed. He originally wanted to make a name for himself in the battle with Yingbo, but how could he meet such a perverted person like Beiliu?

You can kill yourself with just one punch!

This time, let alone becoming famous, it is unknown whether you can escape this disaster. The cold-faced man's lips, which seemed to have not moved for a hundred years, finally moved, making an unpleasant voice, "My name is Leng Feng."

Beiliu walked towards Leng Feng step by step, moving his wrists, "Only if I can escape from my hands, I deserve to write down my name. Come on, let me have fun with you."

Leng Feng's face turned cold, "Don't bully people too much! A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Okay, I won't insult you." Beiliu smiled, "Let's kill you directly."
Chapter completed!