The phantoms of the three men in black robes holding halberds were directly blown away by the small wind around Long Wu.
Long Wu had a proud look on her face. She stood in the air, her ponytail swaying, looking heroic and unparalleled.
The man in black robe was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was seriously injured.
The three black-robed phantoms were clones, and they were his biggest losers. Unexpectedly, they were broken by Long Wu so easily! If you want to recover from this injury in a short time, you have to pay a lot of price!
If he stays any longer, he will have only one fate, which is to be beheaded like the master of the Eternal Palace.
The man in black robe has already begun to think about quitting.
"If no one saves you, then just go and die." Long Wu held the golden dragon halberd and pointed directly at the man in black robe, with a sarcastic look on his lips.
She originally thought that this man in black robes was much stronger than the master of the Everlasting Hall, but she didn't expect that he was still vulnerable. He couldn't even bring out 80% of her strength, let alone her real trump card.
"You are Ye Long's man. Ye Long wants to challenge the rules. He is already dead! If you try to challenge the rules again, you will end up dead!"
The man in black robe had a gloomy look on his face. Two marbles appeared in his fingers. When he threw them on the ground, a black mist appeared.
Long Wu frowned slightly, and the golden dragon halberd in his hand was thrown directly by her, and rushed into the black mist.
But the Golden Dragon Halberd missed the mark!
The black mist also dissipated under the momentum of the Golden Dragon Halberd.
"It's a small trick." Long Wu curled his lips and said disdainfully. However, I still felt a little regretful in my heart. After all, I didn't kill the man in black robe and let him run away.
Long Wu waved, suction came from his palm, and the Golden Dragon Halberd returned to his hand.
After taking a look at Ye Long who was refining his inner strength, Long Wu set his sights on the Holy Lord.
"Call someone, I'll see who can save you. Today I, Long Wu, just want to see how many people are behind you to protect you and let you live freely for hundreds of years." Long Wu pointed at the Holy Lord with disdain said.
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The people around were stunned for a while, looking at the arrogant woman standing proudly at the door of the ancient palace.
Their hearts were filled with shock. After living for one, two, or even three hundred years, what they saw today really overturned their understanding of the world.
First, the mysterious young man Gobi Twenty, who is also on the second level of the Qi Training Realm, fought against the young man Duan Ziyu, the descendant of Longhu Mountain.
Gobi was seriously injured, and Duan Ziyu was defeated and fled.
Then the Holy Lord Lu Tianxia made a sneak attack and seriously injured Gobi Twenty, who escaped.
Sword Saint Wei Le cut Chu Di, a master of the Chu Clan, with his sword, and Yang Dingtian tore Chu Yang, a master of the Chu Clan, with his hands.
Then the Holy Lord single-handedly challenged three masters at the top of the Qi training realm, including Sword Saint Wei, who has been famous in the martial arts for three hundred years.
Then, Gobi Twenty returned and made a strong appearance, using Beiming Magic to absorb the inner power of the Holy Lord.
Finally, the proud divine halberd picked up the man in black robe who was at the second level of the mysterious Qi training realm. The man in black robe was defeated and fled.
In less than two hours, so many major things happened!
Whether it was Sword Saint Wei Le, the ugly mother-in-law, or the old master of Baihua Palace, Baihua Fairy, and others... they were extremely horrified in their hearts.
The proud divine halberd Long Wu told them the fact that in this world, in this martial arts world, the second level of Qi training realm was not so unattainable, nor was it invincible.
Three hundred years ago, the second level of Qi training realm was so scarce.
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A big demon can run rampant in the world, but three hundred years later, the second level of Qi training realm is so vulnerable, being trampled on by Long Wu at will, the world has changed!
"I'm an old swan, these twenty little brothers seem to be the descendants of Xiaoyaozi." Only then did Xue Tukong look at Ye Long and said honestly.
He already knew about the Xiaoyao Sect. When he heard that the masked woman Shen Xinru was Chu Xiangzi's disciple, he was really shocked. After all, Chu Xiangzi had to call him senior... Unexpectedly, Gobi Twenty could do the same. Beiming magic! That's the inner strength cultivation method created by Xiaoyaozi!
After his words fell, everyone's eyes were on him, some were surprised, some were surprised, and some looked like they were looking at an idiot.
"What, Lao Wei, am I wrong? Xiaoyaozi, that is a god. Back then... he could press me to the ground and rub me with one hand. He was the first person a hundred and twenty years ago. ! The Holy Lord Lu Tianxia was also hunted by him. And..." Xuetukong scratched his head and began to talk about Xiaoyaozi's deeds. After all, Xiaoyaozi was the number one master of his era.
In every era, there is the number one person in the world of that era, and there is also the number one beauty of that era. She is the person that men and women in the world admire and want to get at the same time.
And Xue Tukong admired Xiaoyaozi very much.
He is extremely talented in martial arts. Not only has he defeated invincible opponents in the world, but he has also created countless powerful internal and external skills, making Xiaoyao Sect the largest sect in the martial arts world.
But Xiaoyaozi, just like the number one in the world before and later, disappeared mysteriously.
Before Xiaoyaozi, was there anyone who was number one in the world? There must have been. After Xiaoyaozi and before Wang Chongyang, there were also number one in the world. But who is the number one in the world? But who is the number one in the world? And who is the number one in the world? where?
Only King Chongyang, who was the number one in the world sixty years ago, is now safe. The former number one in the world, without exception, is gone.
Listening to Xue Tu Kong's eloquent speech, everyone, including the one-armed swordsman Wei Le, wanted to ignore him.
They had never heard of Xiaoyaozi, nor did they know him. After all, he was a character from a hundred and twenty years ago. Apart from Xue Tukong, who among them had not been trapped in Yuangu Cave for more than a hundred and twenty years?
However, Gobi Twenty's strength has reached the pinnacle of the martial arts world, but he looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Xiaoyaozi is strong, but he may not be as powerful as Gobi Twenty. After all, strong men above the second level of the Qi training realm only appeared in the Qi training era. Now in this world, there is no spiritual energy, so how can we practice Qi? You can only cultivate the so-called internal power by relying on internal skills and mental methods!
And who can guarantee that this is Gobi Twenty’s true age? A true master can achieve the state of being at one with heaven and earth, returning to nature, and even rejuvenating his youth.
Who can guarantee that Gobi Twenty is not an old guy and is not Xiaoyaozi’s master?
"That... twenty-little brother, can't he be Xiaoyaozi's master?" Xue Tukong was obviously aware of this problem, and he asked a little naively.
"Don't worry, he is not, and as you think, his real age is only in his twenties, and he is a veritable young master." Amber said calmly.
She hugged her shoulders and leaned against an old tree, holding a piece of weed in her mouth. She looked very casual, as if she was indifferent to what happened next.
After hearing Amber's words, everyone looked at the man who was still meditating with his eyes closed in shock.
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The young man couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The second level of Qi training realm in his twenties was unimaginable.
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The Holy Lord had been absorbed by Ye Long for twenty years and suffered backlash. There was something wrong with his face at this time. Faced with Long Wu's questioning, he could only keep silent.
"If no one comes to save you, then you are dead." Long Wu looked at the Holy Lord jokingly, but in his heart he did not underestimate this person at all.
The Holy Lord is a famous flower-picking thief. He is able to live freely until now, not only because of his backing, but also because of his own strength.
The Holy Lord is just like Ye Long and her. The strength shown is just the tip of the iceberg. The real trump card, Ye Long is useless, Long Wu is useless, and the same is true for the Holy Lord.
"Brother Lu, why don't we give up the Dragon Ball fragments? There is no hope of snatching the Dragon Ball fragments now." The veiled Shen Xinru came to the Holy Lord and said helplessly.
"Okay, Proud Divine Halberd Long Wu, we will meet again later. See you on the battlefield in the future." The Holy Lord nodded, then looked at Long Wu and said.
He is unwilling! After paying so much price, he invited two great Qi-training masters from Chumen, but they were killed by Yang Dingtian and Sword Saint Wei Le.
At all costs, he invited a black-robed man from the second level of the Qi Training Realm, but he was also defeated by Long Wu and fled.
What he couldn't accept the most was that the Eternal Palace lost a second-level master of the Qi Training Realm. A peerless master who had lived for hundreds of years was ruthlessly killed by the iron-blooded steel gun Amber, with his head placed in front of him... This was unacceptable to him.
Originally targeted at Ye Long, Ye Long did die, but he also paid a heavy price.
The only thing that made him happy was that he absorbed Ye Long's imperial dragon energy and successfully entered the second level of the Qi training realm. This was his purpose of finding the dragon ball fragments, and now he has achieved his purpose.
You can give up the Dragon Ball fragments.
But he wanted to give up, but some people wouldn't let him leave so easily.
"You can leave if you want? Have you asked about the halberd in my hand?" Long Wu inserted the golden dragon halberd on the ground and stared at the Holy Lord.
"Here comes the gun!" The Holy Lord stood up, then stretched out his hand and shouted in a low voice.
I saw a flash of light flashing in the distance, and a spear with a red body and a black tip fell into the hands of the Holy Lord.
"Don't force me." The Holy Lord was holding a red spear, and his whole aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.
"Come on Ding!" He shouted softly again.
Another simple, square, four-legged tripod flew from the distance.
The Holy Lord jumped up and stepped on the four-legged cauldron.
The Holy Lord stands on a square tripod and holds a spear. His thick red hair is flying in the wind, and his blood is rolling around his body, like an unparalleled demon god.
"The Great Demon God's Spear..." Sword Saint Wei Le exclaimed and couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of fear on his face.
Back then, the Great Demon God held this gun with a red body and a black tip. He drank the blood of countless heroes in the world and was revered in the world.
If the Great Demon God was not murderous and was actually a real Great Demon, I am afraid that three hundred years ago, he, the Great Demon God, would have been the master of the world.
Unfortunately, the great demon's bloodthirsty brought him disaster, and he was massacred in Tiandang Mountain by the powerful men in the world at that time.
The whereabouts of the god-killing spear were also unknown. Unexpectedly, it was actually in Lu Tianxia's hands.
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