After a round of air cone rain stopped, the ancestor of the Wen family recovered it, turned to Yao Junchi and said, "Brother Yao, what do you think of Zhan Zun?"
Yao Junchi did not answer, but suddenly stood up and grabbed him with his big hand. A hundred feet away, Xu Yi's feet suddenly lightened, and Yao Wuhui, who was resting on his left foot, disappeared in an instant. ◇↓◇↓小◇↓ said,
Xu Yi injured but did not kill, just to intimidate the two soul-sensing ancestors. Although he didn't know whether this strategy would work, it was a method after all.
Unexpectedly, his method was like a joke in the eyes of Ancestor Sensing Soul.
Yao Junchi grabbed Yao Wuhui, pinched open his tightly closed lips, raised his hand and put in a handful of pills. He looked at Yao Wuhui's left wrist, which was empty. His white face was dark, but he didn't even look at Xu Yi. He looked coldly. The ancestor of the Wen family said to him, "I only want the scarred boy's head, and I won't ask about the rest. For this matter, I will stand side by side with Brother Wen. This is my heartfelt oath."
After finishing his words, Yao Junchi captured Yao Wuhui and turned into a stream of light to the west.
Yao Junchi made an oath in his heart and made an agreement with Xia Zimo about a stick of incense. At this time, the stick of incense has passed, but he failed to capture Xia Zimo. The binding of the oath in his heart has been fulfilled.
At this moment, he couldn't touch Xia Zimo, and he didn't even want to touch the scar-faced Taoist who was related to Xia Zimo.
However, the demon has no regrets and has already filled his bones with hatred.
Yao Wugui is of great significance to him. He is not only the successor of martial arts, but also the inheritance of blood. What is even more absurd is that the two of them practiced evil skills at the same time, and they actually had a bad relationship.
At this moment, Yao Wuhui's Dantian was completely exhausted, which was an extremely difficult matter for him, the soul-sensing ancestor.
Tell him how not to hate Xu Yi.
However, despite being restrained by the oath of his heart, he had no choice but to take action. Even snatching Yao Wuhui from Xu Yi was a huge risk. He didn't know if his inner demons would invade him if he further improved his cultivation.
However, the hatred is difficult to calm down, and I can't take action, so I have to resort to fake actions. &1;&;
Therefore, before I leave, I will send a message to the ancestor of Chinese writers.
But because Yao Junchi knew very well that the ancestor of the Wen family was cautious by nature. The scar-faced child had Wuji Guan as his backing, and Feng Xifeng had malicious intentions to obstruct him. Although the ancestor of the Wen family had deep hatred, he might not be able to take action to destroy the beast.
By yes. Only then did he make another vow to use the same front to induce the ancestors of the Wen family to take action.
Sure enough, the demon horse galloped away, and the appearance of the ancestor of the Wen family changed again. "Xifeng child, I keep holding on to you again and again. You are ungrateful, but you think you have achieved a great reputation. If you continue to be stubborn, it will be my fault."
Feng Xifeng, dressed in clear white clothes, smiled casually and said, "Wen Zu's power, Feng admires it very much, but today we are rounding up the strange monsters. It has become a grand event, Wen Zu, the demon ancestor has already sent his juniors to enter, why bother to go into battle shirtless to make the world laugh?" . The Demon Ancestor has the same name and has already retreated. Why should the Wen Ancestor bear the stigma alone?'
The ancestor of the Wen family snorted coldly, "The Emperor Zhan is not as sharp-tongued as you!"
Feng Xifeng said, "My master has something to say, and it makes sense. Follow it and do it yourself."
The ancestor of the Wen family shouted angrily, "Warriors shouldn't argue with each other! Junior, take another spear from me!"
After drinking, the ancestor of the Wen family clasped his hands in vain. A huge spear, as thick as the mouth of a bowl and more than ten feet long, emerged from between the two palms that were held empty.
The ancestor of the Wen family seemed to have transformed into the Nine Nether Demon God, grabbing the air spear and throwing it in the air.
The dark and cold giant spear dragged a long shadow, carrying a fierce power that cut through the sky and the void. Direct shot at Feng Xifeng.
Such overwhelming power made everyone in the audience change their colors. Even the second master of the Jiang family couldn't help but take a step back, sweat dripping from his clenched fists.
Feng Xifeng has been wielding the Wugou Divine Sword since the ancestor of the Wen family began to forge the black spear. However, he saw his arms dancing rapidly, moving in all directions, and the Divine Intention Sword sprayed out one after another red sword energy, arranging it. behind.
Not long after, hundreds of sword qi were arranged horizontally and vertically, forming a huge aperture behind him. &1;&;"The Divine Phoenix Spreads its Feathers, it is actually the Divine Phoenix Spreading its Feathers!" "This is one of the three forbidden moves in the Nameless Sword. It has been lost for hundreds of years, but we can see it today!" "Oh my god, this is really the best in the world. Swordsmanship? How can sword energy last for a long time? "
"The secret must lie in the Divine Will Sword. Don't forget that this sword is said to be forged from iron!"
"…………"
Amidst the loud exclamations of the crowd, the giant black spear struck with lightning.
"cut!"
Feng Xifeng shouted, and a row of sword energy shot out, hitting the black giant spear head-on.
Amidst the dense and terrifying air explosions, the giant black spear showed signs of weakening, and its momentum was forcibly delayed by the dense sword energy.
"combine!"
Feng Xifeng shouted again, and the rainbow-like sword energy behind him shot towards the black spear again. In the mid-air, the sword energy combined in threes and threes, forming a huge sword energy, which was almost solid, and faced him again. Black giant spear.
boom! boom! boom!
There was another dense air explosion. Within a hundred feet, rocks collapsed and giant trees were uprooted. It seemed that the whole sky was shaken by this terrifying blow.
After the intensive air explosion, the giant black spear was only as thin as an arm and six feet long. However, Huanghuang's power was not reduced at all, and it had rushed more than twenty feet in front of Feng Xifeng.
At this moment, Dan heard a loud shout, "Destroy!"
The last three thick sword energy behind Feng Xifeng, which had been gathering for a long time, gathered in the air and merged into the Divine Intent Sword, leading the Divine Intention Sword itself to slash directly on the giant black spear.
boom!
In the huge explosion, dozens of people with the worst cultivation spewed blood, countless mounts exploded, and countless people shouted loudly and fell into the air. &1;&;
The divine sword flew back, and the black giant spear disappeared.
Feng Xifeng held the divine sword in his hand and looked at Bahuang, with no sadness or joy on his face, and no waves in his heart.
"The King of Swordsmen of Dai Viet is well-deserved!"
Jiang Nanxun whispered silently, then suddenly raised his head, "Second uncle, can you compete with this person?"
The broad-chested second master of the Jiang family's red face suddenly turned green, he opened his mouth, but remained silent.
"Thirty years old, only thirty years old, Dai Viet genius, this is the most prosperous!"
Marquis Wucheng muttered silently, thinking in his heart that such talents must be friends and help him.
"Junior, under the condensation, you are the first person who can receive a blow from my divine spear. Based on this, I will forget about the previous offense and step away!"
The ancestor of the Wen family shouted coldly, feeling quite surprised.
With his current state, he should have been unable to resist the previous attack, which was as strong as the soul. However, the fact is that he was melted by Feng Xifeng. Such a genius will be formidable in the future.
If it weren't for Yao Junchi's heartfelt oath before leaving, he would definitely have retreated.
However, with the words of the demon Junchi, the strange demons here, the scar-faced child with a rare treasure, are all like chickens and dogs in a cage, and they can be captured with just a few hands, so how can he be willing to give up. "Why does Wen Zu have to get involved in the affairs of the younger generation?"
Feng Xifeng remained calm and calm.
The ancestor of the Wen family laughed and said, "Don't lie to others. If I don't go along with it, I will hand over the treasure to you. How can the Emperor of War accept a kid like you as his disciple?"
With a brush, the green air on Feng Xifeng's face disappeared in a flash, and he smiled and said, "Why should Wen Zu provoke it? There are still strong and powerful people here, so how can we calm down that the strange monster must be captured by someone. Of course, since Wen Zu said , I can admit that when the time comes, I can win without using the Divine Will Sword. In full view of everyone, Wen Zu must not disbelieve Feng’s words." To be continued.
