Chapter 739: Aoyama buried bone

"You shut up!"
Rao is the ancestor of Zhenwu Zong, a man of great nerves. At this moment, he can't help getting angry when he hears Lin Lang's words.
How to say that he is also one of the few super powerhouses in the Kunxu world, and his strength is only below Xuanyuan Puqi, which shook the world.
He was ignored by Lin Youye?
"kill!"
Zhen Wuzong's ancestors were determined and did not want to say more and rushed forward with their fists.
He opened up and closed, his fist was amazing, and he acted with a blast of rain, like a humanoid ape. Without fancy action, he could blow up space with one punch.
Zhen Wu Zong repaired the ancient stone statue body and refined his physique. Even Xuanyuan Puqi was afraid to assert that his accomplishments on the body could be better than those of Zhen Wu Zong.
Moreover, the first Taoism he condensed in the realm of earth fairyland was the strength Taoism, one of the three thousand roads, especially for those who refine the flesh.
This is a person who has developed the physical body to the extreme in the realm of Yuanying, which is worthy of the title of the strongest physical body in the Kunxu realm.
"Come here!"
At this moment, Lin Lang laughed a long time. He actually gave up the ice sword, tied the sword behind him, opened his fists and regretted the true ancestor of Zhenwuzong.
Boom boom!
There was a loud thunderous sound in the sky.
It was the sound of a collision between two human bodies. The punches were violent, and the space was distorted.
"His physical body is not inferior to the true ancestor of Zhenwu Zong." Below, the six ancestors looked extremely dignified, and they also saw for the first time people who could match the true ancestor of Zhenwu Zong in their bodies.
One is to practice the flesh only in the half-life without practicing Taoism, and to pass on the ancient stone statues in the age of mythology. It also serves as the avenue of strength.
The other is the heavenly body. Although there are still many mysteries that have not yet been developed, they are no less influential in physical dominance than those with physical strength on the physical list.
Both of these are far more comparable.
Bang Bang!
The ancestor of Zhenwu Sect stepped back in great strides, each step stepping out of an air vortex in the void, the rapidly flowing air formed a storm.
The physical body is cultivated to the extreme, and the physical body can completely tear the space. Obviously, the ancestor of Zhenwu Zong reached this level.
"Your physical body is not necessarily better than mine."
Lin Lang used the seventy-two styles of big leaves. This is an entry martial art from the big leaf fairy sect of the fairyland holy land. It is suitable for warriors in the innate realm.
Because most monks of that level can only fight by physical body. Daye Seventy-two is a perfect melee combat technique.
Boom boom!
The two kept battling in the sky, and stone skins kept falling. That is the hardened skin covered by the body of the Tongtian stone statue cultivated by the ancestor of Zhenwu Sect.
Wait for this layer of stone skin to fade away.
It reveals the most condensed body of the true ancestor of Zhenwu Zong, bright and dazzling, the muscle lines overflow with explosive beauty, like the immortal gold body made of pure gold.
His arms trembled, and endless power poured out, shaking the world. Lin Lang used the seventy-two styles of big leaves, and the air kept changing, and the shadow of the fist was raining.
"Golden Elephant Boxing!"
Lin Lang gave a low sigh, and the majestic power erupted like a tide.
Zhen Wuzong's ancestor was vomiting blood, and a crack appeared on the immortal gold. As the mystery of the golden elephant fist on Lin Lang continued to unfold, the immortal gold was covered with dense cracks.
boom!
With the fourth form of the golden elephant boxing fall.
The entire ancestor of Zhenwu Sect, like a disconnected kite, fell from the sky and crashed into the ground hundreds of meters deep. On the ground, only the land within a few miles of the ground collapsed.
The earth was split into two halves, and a black cormorant, which looked like two cliffs, and the Grand Master Zhenwu fell into the crack.
"Oops!"
At the scene, the faces of the powerful men in Kunxu changed slightly, and the six ancestors stunned from their seats. Two of them even rushed out to try to rescue them.
But it's too late.
Lin Lang dived down and stepped into the ground first. Everyone could only hear three loud noises erupting deep in the ground, and they could only see the ground fissures expanding.
After that there was no more silence.
When the two Kunshi ancestors rushed to the edge of the crack, Lin Lang had already risen into the sky, holding a skull in his hands. That's the head of Zhenzu Zong!
"you!"
The two Kunxu ancestors were sad for a moment, then became furious. At this moment, they joined forces to attack Lin Lang in the past.
The two ancestors of Kunxu are the cult of Bailian and Yunlanggong, both of whom have mastered meritocracy and have been enlightened for more than a thousand years.
Lin Lang is also at the third level of the giant.
But obviously, in the same realm, these two Kunxu ancestors couldn't beat Lin Lang.
Although the battle was fierce, dozens of miles were hit by magical powers, and the imperial city was deeply trapped half a foot deep, but the battle came quickly and the end was also very fast.
The battle came to an end.
Lin Lang walked out with his sword, the sword front was stained with blood, and the bodies of the two ancestors of the Kunxu fell, and their eyes were still open before death.
"Old fourth!"
"Lin Youye, you it!"
The ancestor of the Lost Valley was so eager to crack that he rushed to unload the other party. Three Kunxu ancestors including Shuiyun Palace also showed grief and indignation
Hate to eat its flesh and sleep on its skin.
This scene made many of the monks in Kunxu unable to understand, and stared at the situation in a fog: "Seven Heavenly Sects are not opposed to each other, do they often conflict?"
Shouldn't one feel that one death is one less and one death is one less competitor?
How come now, the ancestors of Zhenwu Zong were killed, but their old opponents were emotional and a loss of love.
"Xuanyuan Puqi, originally I thought you were a personal thing. As the No. 1 master in Kunxu, you can order the Seven Heavenly Sects and be respected by the world."
"But I don't want you to be a greedy person who is afraid of death. Let these miscellaneous fish consume my physical strength, do you think it is possible? A hypocrite worthy of the name." Lin Lang was disappointed.
Originally, he also believed that the reason why the Xuanyuan Poqi in the famous Kunxu market could be revered by the monks in the Kunxu market had its unique personality charm.
It now seemed that he was very disappointed.
Poor character. As the strongest master here, he knows that the ancestors of several ancestors cannot prevent Lin Lang from fighting at full strength, but he still wants to let the seven ancestors take shots to consume his energy as a cannon fodder.
The seven great ancestors are willing to use it.
No complaints.
Really strange.
"Child, people always live for something."
"The goal of my life-long efforts is not only to establish Chumen, but also to defend the majesty of the royal family. This is the only wish for my father to live on."
"This is not only me, but also the wish of the other six ancestors." Chumen sighed deeply.
"Lin Youye, today is the most important day in our Kunxu community. It is also a pilgrimage to worship the ancestors of your Chinese ancestors. As the descendants of Yan and Huang, you cannot deny the Chinese blood flowing in your body."
"I didn't want to take a shot today, and splashed blood on the pilgrimage ceremony." Xuanyuan Puqi stepped forward and said loudly.
"I sacrificed my ancestors, is it me? If you are not sacrificed to me, why stop?" Lin Lang sneered.
"Lin Youye, if you respect the ancestors and the Emperor Xuanyuan, you will retreat today, and you and I will agree on a time and place, and be born and die!"
"I don't want Emperor Xuanyuan to see our people kill each other."
Xuanyuan Pu Qi Shen channel.
"Ling Ran said this is not greedy for fear of death." Lin Langyu laughed: "It is not necessary to change the day, today I destroy you Kunxu, and settle all past grudges!"
"It seems you are obsessed with the scene."
Xuanyuan Puqi's face was gloomy.
"It's not a scene, it's the destruction of your Kunxu market. I've been killing me for six or seven years. Who can live today?" Lin Lang said lightly.
Xuanyuan Puqi clenched his fists, his emotions had been brewed to the extreme, and the next moment would erupt.
But he still didn't shoot.
"Why do your Highness take a shot, I'll kill him!"
The ancestral teacher of the Sword Sect is an old woman who looks trembling, but the next moment, her back bulges, her collapsed waist stick is straight and straight, and she returns to the middle-aged woman's appearance.
Beautiful and moving, you can see that when she was young, she should also be a big beauty who is famous all over the world. At this moment, the war spirit is more like a goddess of war.
The sword pose is magnificent.
"I hope that His Royal Highness will integrate the common world, and there will be a place for the Sword Sect in the future."
Seems to be making a final farewell.
"Patriarch."
Zhong Ruwei and others stood in the crowd, weeping a line across the corner of their eyes. They knew how powerful the enemies to be faced in the Kunxu community at this moment.
Their ancestors have already decided to prepare for martyrs, and are about to die.
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