The technique of [Tornado Universe] starts with the phantoms of nine virtual dragons, which turn into ice and thunder-colored Universe Slashes, like a crescent moon, encompassing all targets in front.
This itself is an unreasonable Fawutong mysterious magical power, and the gestures and attack range are also unreasonable, at least other Six Peaks disciples cannot understand it.
One line is confusing, but the power of nine consecutive lines is dizzying. You don't even know how to resist. Even if you catch one line, what should you do with the next eight?
But at this time, the Six Peaks disciples were exhausted from the fight.
"Junior Brother Xin, no!"
The shout was made by Jia Sanquan. He could naturally see that these nine extremely weird martial arts spells could kill people.
"Junior Brother Xin, if you come from the same sect, you can't kill anyone."
Gongsun Li also forgot to swing his sword and scolded her hurriedly. She suddenly thought of the thirteen third-generation disciples of the Hehuan Holy Sect from the Yinxu Triple Sea that she saw flying back that day in Kunxu City. She didn't pay attention at the time. The scene was too big. chaos.
Moreover, at that time, a strange Yuanji master was passing by. The disciples of various sects were confused and no one reported the specific matter.
Now that I think about it, I find it unbelievable. When I first met Xin Zhuo, this boy was just an earthly immortal. In just one year, he had reached the same level as himself. His combat power was so terrifying?
The shouts of the two people were almost accompanied by the Nine Paths of Magic and Martial Arts, and it was obviously too late.
At the critical moment, Xuantian Peak's Sun Changfeng and the others jumped forward, and behind them came the thick shadows of swords, redbirds, dragons and wild beasts, blocking them all.
"boom……"
First strike, step back.
For the second blow, take three steps back.
For the third hit, take five steps back.
…
After the seventh blow, there was no way to retreat. All four of them turned pale, their bodies were covered with lightning and frost, and they were numb and sluggish. They couldn't help but fly backwards and landed heavily on the second floor staircase.
Fortunately, the more than a hundred Six Peaks disciples behind him had already reacted and immediately joined forces to resist.
"boom!"
With the eighth blow, dozens of people were knocked several steps away, and terrifying frost and lightning filled the air.
The wooden cannon from the Mohist family was smashed to pieces.
"boom!"
In the ninth blow, a total of sixty-seven people were forced to the window. With no way to escape, they had to either die or escape. They simply squeezed out of the window together and fell to the ground with a "crackling".
One move, nine styles!
Repelled four geniuses of bloodline and divine body, and knocked away sixty-seven masters of the same realm.
Although there are suspicions of trickery and sneak attacks, the strength of the battle and the arrogance and unreasonableness are really shocking.
The entire first floor of Zhenyang Tower was immediately silent.
Jia Sanquan and Gongsun Li looked at Xin Zhuo up and down in disbelief, as if they wanted to get to know their junior brother again.
The remaining forty or so Six Peaks disciples on the opposite side stared at Xin Zhuo, breathing heavily, especially those of Sun Changfeng and Jiang Xiaoyu, whose expressions changed from frightened to fearful, even with some resentment.
Before entering the tower, everything was set up. First, they would fight off a group of disciples from the Standing Sword Peak, then the four of them would fight Master Zhao Yizhu alone, and finally drive out all the remaining disciples from the Standing Sword Peak. How could there be such a weird disciple in the Standing Sword Peak? Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
Is this routine too deep?
Xin Zhuo remained silent and just glanced at everyone's position, as if he had expected this outcome before.
The heat inside the tower was overwhelming, and there was no idleness outside the tower either.
Liu Qingfeng has been fighting with the acting head coach Song Tianxing, the master of Purple Forest Peak Li Hanzhu, the master of Yingyang Peak Zhu Qing, and the master of Qipou Peak Yu Zhuji. Of course, it is only limited to you and me. You glanced at each other and smiled.
There are no vulgar catchphrases like "What are you looking at?" or "Why am I looking at you?"
But to be honest, among the current second-generation elders and peak masters, Liu Qingfeng is the person with the highest level except for the leader who has not yet returned. He is usually protective and tyrannical, and his disciples are also domineering. The peak masters have long been unhappy with him. , this time when Wanwu returns from the prosperous age, it is appropriate for him to show off his face.
When the twelve disciples who were standing at Jianfeng Peak were immediately knocked out and fell to the ground, Liu Qingfeng's face had already darkened. A person like him could not be intangible with emotion and anger.
But Song Tianxing and others were obviously smiling, but they kept a straight face.
Yu Zhuji, the master of Qi Soul Peak, pretended to frown, flipping his hair charmingly, and sighed: "We agreed not to fight each other, but why did we go so far? These twelve people are all disciples of Jianjian Peak. Isn’t there only eight people in Jianfeng?”
"When they come out, they must be reprimanded in person."
Li Hanzhu, the master of Purple Forest Peak, said angrily in a serious tone.
Liu Qingfeng's face became even more gloomy. Looking at the twelve disciples under his sect who were in a panic, he coldly scolded: "Get out of the way."
The twelve disciples were ashamed. They wanted to explain but didn't know how, so they had to stand obediently behind the master and his wife, watching with their ears, nose, and mind.
At this time, the True Yang Tower shook slightly. First, seven figures flew out, then six figures, and then nine figures. They were all other Six Peaks disciples, and the twenty-two people rolled into a ball.
Song Tianxing and others looked at each other, relieved, and seemed to have expected it.
However, Liu Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged. He still knew his disciples well. Although Zhao Yizhu, Gongsun Li, Jia Sanquan and the other four disciples all had good talents, if the remaining eight disciples were to fight against the other six peaks alone, There are hundreds of people, and the situation is not optimistic.
At this time, four more Jianfeng disciples popped out of the tower door.
Liu Qingfeng simply closed her eyes, and his wife Chu Siniang subconsciously grabbed his hand to express comfort.
"It's a pity that there are still four disciples of Senior Brother Liu..." Yu Zhuji, the master of Seven Souls Peak, shook his head, unable to hide the smile on his lips.
"Ahem..." Song Tianxing and others coughed to hide their smiles.
Four people?
Liu Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes. He thought of his little disciple, glanced behind him, and asked, "Where is Xin Zhuo?"
Logically speaking, that young disciple has the lowest background. Why is it that he is not among the sixteen disciples?
A disciple standing at Jianfeng clasped his fists and said cautiously: "Back to master, Junior Brother Xin was hiding in the corner and did not take any action."
Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Zhuji, the master of the Seven Souls Peak, couldn't help but laugh and said: "Perhaps there is something magical about this person who left his name on the throne of the leader?"
No matter how hard I heard this, I felt harsh.
At this moment, the True Yang Tower shook violently, and sixty or seventy people swarmed out of the tower window one after another. Their blood was surging, they were in a state of embarrassment, and they fell to pieces.
"Well……"
Acting Head Coach Song Tianxing paused while stroking his beard.
Yu Zhuji, the master of Qi Soul Peak, and Li Hanzhu, the master of Zilin Peak, frowned slightly.
Liu Qingfeng and his wife were also slightly startled.
Hundreds of elders and disciples from various peaks who were watching from all directions also looked directly at him.
These sixty or seventy people were all other Six Peaks disciples. Sixty or seventy people flew out at one time. This had never happened before. No matter how strong Zhao Yizhu and Jia Sanquan were, they couldn't do this, right?
Could it be that something special happened inside? The disciples from various peaks no longer join forces to deal with Yujian Peak, but instead divide into two factions to fight each other?
Acting Headmaster Song Tianxing immediately asked in a cold voice: "Why did so many disciples come out all at once?"
The sixty or seventy disciples steadied their bodies while cursing, and a female disciple with almond-shaped eyes and a round face immediately said angrily: "Standing at Jianfeng Peak is really too much of a deception! That ugly junior brother pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, just waiting for work. Performing a strange Fa Wu Tong Yu Xuan technique, with nine moves in one move, the true energy is ten times stronger than that of ordinary people!
They repeled Senior Brother Sun Changfeng and Senior Brother Jiang Xiaoyu and forced us to the window. If the disciples and others had not dodged in time, they would have died. Could this be done by fellow disciples? "
(End of chapter)
