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"This old man"
"So he's not deaf? Did the co-authors play me like a monkey just now?"
Several strong men under the cloak looked at the old man carrying the bench.
The old man grinned and showed a mouthful of yellowed teeth, he laughed and said: "You bastards from the Wu clan, it really took a lot of effort to find out that the lineage of my Tiance clan is here at Zhaixing Peak! But it's a pity, with the old man here, it is impossible for you to get half a step closer to Zhaixing Peak!"
In the mysterious domain.
All the Eight Ancient Clans, any one of them has extremely rigorous and careful supervision over their territory.
Therefore¡¡
These masters of the Wu clan are hidden caravans, and they directly rushed to the Star Picking Peak without much fanfare.
if not.
Just when they entered the Tiance State, they were discovered by the strong of the Tiance Clan and attacked by the strong. At that time, it would not be so easy to destroy the line of the Tiance Clan!
According to the information they found.
In order not to reveal that Zhaixing Peak is the place where their family line is hidden, the Tiance family did not send masters to guard it.
It's just that what they didn't expect was
The seemingly ordinary deaf old man under Zhaixing Peak turned out to be the master of Tiance Clan lurking here to guard Zhaixing Peak.
After listening to the words of several strong warriors.
The white-haired old man chuckled, and the bench in his hand was flattened by his four legs, turning it into a place for shaking hands. He waved it lightly in his hand, making a whirring sound.
? This bench has receded its leaden splendor and exudes bursts of exposure.
It turned out to be an ancient elemental soldier!
"The odds and ends of the Wu Clan. Back then, the ancestors of my Tiance Clan calculated that Zhao Wuji would cause a devastating blow to the Qingtian Realm. That's why I told the Hall of Eternal Life about Zhao Wou-ki. I didn't mean to harm your Wu Clan"
The white-haired old man shook the bench and looked at several martial arts masters: "After tens of thousands of years, you are still thinking of avenging Zhao Wuji, trying to subvert the entire Xuanyu, and bringing disaster to countless people in the Qingtian Realm. The old man has guarded Zhaixing Peak for tens of thousands of years, how can you make your wish come true?"
"You old man, I want to see what you can do to stop me!"
The strong man from the martial clan who had just stepped forward to ask a question snorted coldly.
I saw him running.
The black awns all over his body kept gushing out, turning into streaks of black electric light, bending and twisting, condensing into a black Panlong spear in his palm.
With the spear in hand, it made a long sound.
"Go straight to Huanglong!"
The gun is like a dragon, powerful and extraordinary.
As the saying goes, the knife, the moon, the stick, and the gun for a lifetime!
It is obviously impossible to practice marksmanship to the extreme without sufficient time accumulation and hard work.
The cultivation base of this martial arts powerhouse is the pinnacle of human dignity, and he has been immersed in the practice of guns for thousands of years. He has already achieved the state of the unity of man and gun, and he can only see him running and moving, his steps are startled, and his spear is like a dragon!
The sharp spear stabbed straight at the white-haired old man's heart.
This is a fatal move!
However¡¡
The white-haired old man snorted coldly and waved the bench in his hand violently.
when!
The shocking loud noise suddenly spread throughout the entire Xingxing Peak.
The long spear was slapped out of his hand by the bench, broke into two pieces in the air, and then plunged into the ground with a buzzing sound.
However, the white-haired old man didn't stop there. With a single step of his feet, he stepped across and appeared in front of the strong man of the martial clan.
"careful!"
"Oops¡¡"
The expressions of all the powerful warriors of the martial clan changed drastically, and they all wanted to help, but it was too late.
boom!
Golden light gushes out from above the bench.
Shengsheng slapped the head of the respected and strong man of the Wu tribe away, and flew out with a whoosh sound, and disappeared from sight in that instant.
"That bench can so easily smash a ninth-level Yuan soldier, I'm afraid it's a holy soldier"
"Eligible to use holy soldiers, is this old man a master of the holy realm?"
"The damned Tiance Clan is really cunning, and even secretly arranged for a Saint-level powerhouse to sit here"
All the strong men of the martial clan showed fury on their faces, "Who the hell are you? As far as we know, there is no one like you among the saints of the Tiance clan"
"It seems that youOur Wu clan is not omnipotent! The old man has lived in seclusion here for tens of thousands of years, but you have never discovered the old man"
The white-haired old man snorted coldly, with one hand behind his back, and the other holding the golden light-flowing holy soldier's bench, he said calmly, "This old man will not change his name or surname, Fang Qingyun from the Tiance clan!"
"Fang Qingyun? Are you the last great elder of the Tiance clan?"
"I've heard of this person It's just that the Tiance Clan announced that Fang Qingyun had failed to attack the Holy Lord and had fallen. Now it seems that this is just a means of concealing you, in order to make you disappear in front of the world and hide here "
"The Tiance Clan is so scheming!" A group of powerful warriors from the Wu Clan said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you died for real or fake death. After today, the place of your burial will be at the foot of Zhaxing Peak!" The figure standing in the front with a black cloak on his head let out a low moan. drink.
Boom!
The cloak on him exploded with a bang.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Fang Qingyun sneered.
Neither humble nor overbearing, without fear.
He is an existence that has survived from ancient times to the present.
The combat power is naturally extremely powerful.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be assigned to such an important place by the Tiance Clan to be responsible for guarding the lifeblood of the Tiance Clan.
"Then you should take a good look and see if I have the ability!" The master of the martial arts clan took a step forward, and the cloak on his body was already torn apart and scattered in pieces.
A middle-aged man with a bald head, a fleshy face, and sinewy flesh full of explosive power was revealed.
Fang Qingyun held the bench in his hand, neither humble nor overbearing, staring at the bald man without any fear: "Old man, I will not kill the unknown, tell me your name!"
"Zhao Heng, Ninth Elder of the Wu Clan!" Zhao Heng patted his chest with both hands.
It was clearly a collision of flesh and blood, but there were bursts of loud noises interlaced with gold and iron, and sparks were faintly scattered.
"kill!"
The two shouted loudly at the same time.
What Zhao Heng is good at is practicing kung fu horizontally. His flesh and blood are as tough as Yuan soldiers, and his strength is infinite. His body is a weapon, not weaker than a holy soldier's weapon!
"One board determines the world!"
Fang Qingyun roared angrily.
A great battle kicked off between the waving of the bench (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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