Chapter 323: Who will come next?

"So courageous!"
The Eight Great Invincible Tianjiao stared at the silence with cold eyes. They are all enemy-free, Dao-hearted, with their own confidence and dignity, and it is impossible to join hands.
But I have to say that the silence is really strong, and it is not difficult for them to perceive the intensity of the battle that took place in this space.
But in the end, silence wins!
"The warlord is a character with a broken Taoist heart. There is no doubt about it. Otherwise, how can no enemy succumb to others? But the warlord has surpassed the warrior of the same level, is this incredible?
An invincible Tianjiao frowned and said, he carefully looked at the silence from top to bottom, and he couldn't see how strong the silence was.
"It should be Huo Shaoyan who lost. I also felt the pure physical strength, and there were 23 different kendo laws."
A young man with a silver pattern on his eyebrows was also looking into silence. He seemed to have caught something from the void, his eyes blooming, "This is an excellent body!"
"You won the Invincible Tianjiao as a warlord. I have to say that you are the first one among the warriors, but the first warrior is still a warrior. You used to speak out, which made me very unhappy. , Now, it’s time for you to repay the price."
A young man in a golden robe came, his face was handsome, his fingers were as long and slender as a woman, his eyes were a little indifferent, and his lips were slightly cold.
Facing the eyes of the Eight Invincible Tianjiao, the silence didn't say much, and didn't do much to cover up, leaving them to guess at will.
This is his invincible posture. To be honest, he has killed the Eighth Heaven of Law Realm and witnessed the silence of the quasi-emperor war. It is really different. The golden robe man and other invincible talents are powerful in the eyes of the world, but in the eyes of silence, it is true. Not enough to see.
His eyes have already reached the pinnacle of his peers, and those who can see him are only a few people in the land under the jurisdiction of the world.
The young man in the golden robe moved. His natal weapon was nine flying swords. The average warrior’s natal treasure was only one, but he had nine at all, which represented his grandeur.
The Nine Fei Swords came to kill, and the breath was connected, forming a kind of vast sword formation, an unparalleled heavenly might suppressed silence.
"Jiu Gong Dou Shu?"
Silent brows frowned slightly, his invincibility was already very condensed, even the quasi-celestial martial arts Tianwei could not touch him, but at this time he felt a slight pressure.
"People from Shiduoqi, I really have something to learn from!"
The silence was both awe and a pity. The young man in the golden robe was obviously only here for the saint of Yuhonglou. Even though he was shooting at him now, he did not send out killing intent, so it was not detected by the Wandao stealing system. Unable to steal.
In fact, Invincible Tianjiao's will is very strong, from the first Invincible Tianjiao to Huo Shaoyan, only three or four people were stolen by silence.
Of the eight people present, none of them put the silence down. To them, it looked like it was just a slightly larger ant. It was trampled to death in a few steps, and even the killing intent was too lazy to bloom.
"This kind of high-down suppression makes me dislike it!"
Silence raised his head boldly, and the vigorous physical strength soared into the sky, suddenly shaking off the suppression.
The young man in the golden robe raised his eyebrows and said in a playful manner, "Something interesting!"
The nine flying swords that had been stunned by the silence rolled back again under his control. The young man in the golden robe was surrounded by the sword light, and walked towards the silence.
He seemed to be a young emperor, cooperating with Jiugong Dou to count the sword formations, every step he stepped on, there was an inexplicable force to suppress silence.
"Is it imperial?"
Silent astonishment, there is fate in the sky, the fate of the earth, the fate of man and man, according to legend, when countless people gather in one place, combined with the fate of the heaven and the earth, a certain invisible and intangible sect is formed. Door weather, a country and a country.
When Zongmen weather or a country's Zuo all converge on one person, it will develop a certain natural overwhelming kingliness.
But this kind of kingly demeanor is difficult to develop, at least silence has not been seen by anyone in the Great Chu Empire.
"Your emperor's weather is too weak to see enough!"
Silently shook his head, this person should also be the prince of a certain big country, even the prince of the dynasty, who was nourished by a country's national destiny, so he can cultivate such a gaseous state.
However, these are all external forces, far inferior to the purity and power that they have cultivated!
His unreserved blooming physical strength, an unyielding golden blood rushed to the sky against the pressure of the emperor's aura, and roared boldly!
In the end, the qi and blood outlined a figure behind Shen Mo, and a pair of cold eyes seemed to penetrate the distance of the void and directly penetrated the Jiugong Doushu Sword Array.
The nine flying swords seemed to have encountered great pressure, and they suddenly stagnated, causing a mess.
The imperial weather of the young man in the golden robe was broken, and he snorted, couldn't help but step back a few steps, and suffered a dark loss.
He suddenly raised his head, staring at the scene behind the silence, a little surprised.
"Sure enough, it's qi and blood transforming? Hahaha, Jin Wushuang, you can't, let me come!"
The man with silver stripes on his eyebrows looked at the silent energy and blood.
"Detected stolen person: Shen Huawen, do you steal it?"
"Steal!"
Silent glanced at the silver-stripe man with profound meaning, some wondering why the silver-stripe man suddenly wanted to kill him so much?
Before Shen Huawen arrived, he just slapped it, and what he actually used was pure physical power!
With a silent palm greeted them, the pure physical strength of the two clashed in the void, stirring up a thousand waves.
After a palm, Shen Huawen didn't even retreat, resisting the force of the shock and slammed into silence before slamming a punch.
The silence didn't back down, and he punched his right fist.
When the two punches collided, the waves of air around the two had not stopped, and countless heavy waves rose.
Boom boom boom boom!
The two played fast and exchanged punches with fists. Even for the strong of the law realm, they had the void power of a fatal crisis. In front of the two people, they were pushed out for three thousand miles, with continuous explosions.
The silent energy and blood have been cultivated to Dzogchen, and the power of the true self and the false self are superimposed, which is terrifying.
Shen Huawen was still able to stop it, which was incredible, and the silence couldn't help but look high.
"No, his physical strength is not as strong as mine, he is physically strong!"
Silence saw it. Every time the two of them collided with their fists, there was a silver light in Shen Huawen's fist, blocking the small half of the power passed by the silence.
"If you stop here, then you can die!" Shen Huawen suddenly said, an astonishing aura revived in his body, this time not only the fist, but his entire arm turned silver.
"This farce, it's time to end!" Shen Huawen laughed, his right fist slammed into the silence with a forward-looking attitude, and the waves burst again in the void. More than ten times the power of his fist?
If silence is still the previous way of coping, I am afraid it will really die!
"It's indeed over!"
Silent expression without joy or sorrow, a hundred drops of strange qi and blood hidden in the body exploded, like a hundred small worlds exploding, this punch collapsed the void in front of him!
The two punches collided, and the scene of Jinguang and Yinguang's grand battle did not appear, because at the moment of the collision, Yinguang had been completely defeated.
Only the golden light was left in the world.
A man walked out of the golden light, his moon-white robe was still spotless.
"Next, who will come?"