Chapter 228: That palm is like a god

"Old man, I'm back."
Not long after, Xiao Wu returned with Su Ruoyan, Fang Wanqing and his younger sister Xiao Qingyan.
However, both Su Ruoyan and Fang Wanqing looked pale when they saw the dead people everywhere in the field.
They are neither warriors nor special training. They grew up in a normal way since they were young. It was the first time to see so many dead people with blood all over them, like a battlefield. It is very bold to be able to hold back and not faint. .
"Little Fifth Sister, this, this is horrible..."
Fang Wanqing turned pale, trembling all over, watching the scene in the scene, holding Su Ruoyan tightly with both hands, wishing to bury her small head in Su Ruoyan's arms.
And Su Ruoyan also turned pale, but her performance was much better.
She did not dare to watch the situation in the field, but did not forget the little girl Xiao Qingyan, stretched out her little hand holding Xiao Qingyan, trembling and comforting, "Don't look at Yaner..."
"Sister Ruoyan, I'm fine."
I never thought that the little girl Xiao Qingyan was okay. On the contrary, she calmly looked at the dead and blood in the field, her mouth showed a faint color, "People in the rivers and lakes, life and death are normal, so I am used to seeing them. got used to."
At this moment, Su Ruoyan remembered that the younger sister Xiao Qingyan was also a person in the world.
"I forgot that you are ordinary people..."
Little Fifth Sister was apologetic, "Don't be afraid, everything here is under control, I will let people clean up."
As he said, he looked at her grandfather Tang Wu, "Grandpa, let someone clean up the scene. As for this old demon, just cut it off."
What she said was naturally a poisoned middle-aged woman of the Eighth Stage Great Master.
The middle-aged woman, as an eighth-rank great master, fell to the ground feebly, but she hadn't died yet, but with a sneer on her mouth, "Do you really think you will win if you poison us?"
"It's too early for you to be happy. Offending the Wumeng people will not end well."
Although she was in a dangerous situation, there was still black poisonous blood constantly spitting out in her mouth, but she smiled very happily, "Immediately, you will understand that the strength of the Wu League is definitely not something you can resist."
"Now, immediately give up resistance and surrender to the Wumeng. The Chuan-Tang line can still be retained, otherwise, it will definitely die later."
"bump!"
Xiao Wu kicked him directly, kicked the other party into the air, sneered, "Old demon girl, if you talk nonsense, this girl will kill you immediately."
"wrong..."
At this time, the little girl Xiao Qingyan looked at the place where the middle-aged woman was originally, some fragments appeared on the ground, her face changed, "This is a locator commonly used by martial artists. After she crushed the locator, she has been People know that something has happened to her, and someone will be able to locate here when that happens."
"what?"
At this moment, everyone in Sichuan and Tang Dynasty changed their faces.
Time changes, science and technology are integrated into martial arts, some big forces will equip some important figures with some locators.
The purpose is to allow them to crush the locator when they are in danger, so that the headquarters can sense the danger and locate their final location, and send people to rescue them.
Obviously, the middle-aged woman, as a member of the military alliance, originally carried such a locator.
Now that the locator is crushed, the people of the Wu League know that something has happened, and they can quickly locate the headquarters of the Chuan Tang Yi Mai. At that time, if the Wu Meng strong comes, the Chuan Tang Yi Mai is in danger.
Xiao Wu also changed his face, looking at the middle-aged woman who was spitting blood on a rock but was smiling happily, and said angrily, "You are looking for death."
boom!
She did not hesitate at all, raising her right hand, and a three-inch silver needle with a gloomy light penetrated towards the woman.
Although this middle-aged woman was a master of the 8-Rank Great Master Realm, if she was penetrated by this poisonous silver needle, she would definitely die.
"you dare?"
At this moment, the middle-aged woman suddenly panicked, "I am one of the thirteen veterans of the Wumeng. If you dare to kill me, the Wumeng will definitely destroy your nine clans..."
boom!
Just at this moment, between the distant heaven and the earth, an upright figure appeared, and a terrifying breath burst out.
"what?"
At this moment, Xiao Wu and Tang Wu's expressions changed drastically at the same time.
And the woman was overjoyed, "It's the three commanders here, you are sure to die...puff..."
However, although the middle-aged woman was overjoyed in her eyes, she could not escape her death.
Before she could finish her words, she was pierced through her head by the poisonous silver needle, her eyes widened, and she died with an unwilling look.
She didn't expect that the other party would even dared to kill herself when seeing the three commanders descending like a god-like figure.
However, it is useless to be unwilling anyway.
"Quickly, everyone enters the secret road to escape."
Tang Wu roared.
At this moment, the figure that was still between the heaven and the earth carried a terrifying aura, like a nine-day patrolling the heaven and the earth.
He strode forward, volleyed step by step, every step seemed to penetrate the endless mountains and rivers, so fast that everyone could not react.
Before the Chuantang people fled, he was already in the air.
"The Chuan-Tang line can kill the thirteen veterans of my Wu League, but it's a bit capable."
Accompanied by a magnificent voice rang.
Everyone was hit hard, especially Xiao Wu, the strongest person, who vomited several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his face paled back a dozen steps.
She wiped off the blood from the corners of her mouth, raised her head and looked at the man who was as powerful as a god, with a look of horror in her eyes, exclaiming, "Nineth Stage Legend Master!"
"Do not..."
The visitor was a young man with ordinary appearance, dressed in a cyan robe, not tall, with long hair and shawls, and a breath of surging weather all over his body. He stood in the air, as if he had become the core of this unbroken mountain forest. , All the focal points between heaven and earth converge on him.
After he heard Xiao Wu's words, he shook his head, "It's not a Ninth-Rank Legend. It's too difficult to reach that level..."
He made no secret of regret.
The Ninth-Rank Realm is a myth and legend!
That is the realm that thousands of warriors yearn for.
Even he is also eager to be able to enter the realm of the Ninth Rank.
However, is it easy to break through to this level?
Throughout the ages, I don't know how many amazing and brilliant people have reached the pinnacle of the eighth rank, but they have not been able to make progress, and in any case, they have been unable to break through to the realm of the ninth rank myth.
He boasted that he was excellent in talent and had cultivated martial arts for more than 100 years. He was still only at the peak of the eighth rank, unable to break through to the ninth rank.
However, Rao is so, he is also the empire's peak powerhouse.
The Yanhua Empire is so big that there are only a handful of people who can truly rival him.
The eighth rank is superb, and he can only be a ninth rank master.
Such strength, even in the royal family, can become a guest of honor.
"It's not nine products..."
Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief after listening.
But Tang Wu and Chuandang people all showed despair, "Wumeng has such a strong man, our Chuantang line is dead..."
I thought that after Xiao Wu came back, he would try his best to turn the tide, and all the powerful enemies who committed Chuan Tang in the future would be beheaded and won a big victory.
Unexpectedly, such terrifying powerhouses were invited.
One of the three leaders of the Wu League, this is the existence of no one in the vertical and horizontal empire.
"The little girl is young, but she has good strength."
With his hands on his shoulders, the man looked at Xiao Wu with a strange color in his eyes, "It's kind of interesting, at the pinnacle of the seventh stage, he can actually kill the masters of the eighth stage, enter my martial league, and worship this seat as a teacher. , I'll keep you safe."
At the moment when he saw Xiao Wu, he actually fell in love with Xiao Wu and wanted to accept a disciple.
After listening to the Chuantang people, their faces showed complex expressions.
There are surprises and anger.
If Xiao Wu is really accepted as an apprentice by the other party, Chuan Tang can guarantee no worries; however, in today's battle, Chuan Tang has suffered countless deaths and injuries. If Xiao Wu worships the other party as a teacher, it is equal to the hatred.
How can I be willing?
"Pooh..."
Xiao Wu spit out a saliva without image, with a disdainful sneer on his face, "Joke, just because you want to be the master of this girl too? I will say this when you become the Ninth Stage."
"It's nothing more than the in the eighth stage. I dare to say that I want to accept this girl as a disciple.
She, the pinnacle of the seventh rank, will soon step into the eighth rank and become a great master.
Although it is far from being able to compare with men's eighth-Rank peak existence, given time and with the help of the prince, she believes that not to mention the eighth-Rank peak, even the ninth-Rank is not difficult.
How could it be possible to worship such a guy who has been practicing for countless years and still stuck in the pinnacle of Rank 8 as his teacher?
As her voice fell, not only the man's face changed, but everyone in Chuan and Tang also changed their face.
Xiao Wu is so strong, and in exchange, maybe the Chuantang line will be completely extinct!
"interesting."
The man laughed.
I don't know if he really wanted to laugh, or laughed because of anger.
From his appearance to the present, he has always been extremely gentle, without the slightest murderous aura, looking at everyone with indifference, as if looking at the mountains and plants.
No one could see what he was thinking, and laughed, and didn't know what it meant.
However, in the next moment, his words changed the faces of everyone.
Just listen to him, "Everyone in the Chuan-Tang line should be here, right? I originally wanted the Chuan-Tang line to enter the Wu League. By the way, let’s take a look at how precious the Wanjue Sacred Lotus is. Unfortunately, you all want to If you're looking for death, then go and die."
boom!
The voice fell, and the man shot.
He stuck out a palm and directly volleyed down to take a picture.
In a crash, in the sky, a terrifying golden palm covering the entire mountain appeared.
The terrifying coercion suppressed everyone below, making everyone unable to move.
The golden palm has not fallen yet, but the whole mountain is trembling, countless broken stones tremble, and the roar continues to be heard from the inside. There are continuous broken stones on the mountain, and even the inside is constantly collapsing.
Over the past countless years, the base built by the Chuan Tang Yi line has actually collapsed a little bit.
This is the power of the Super Power in the Pinnacle of the Eighth Stage.
With a palm of the hand, like a god, he wants to completely wipe this mountain out of the world.
The people below looked up and looked at this golden palm, with desperation in their eyes.
"You are killing everyone from Sichuan and Tang Dynasty, and the three of them are just ordinary people. Let them go." Xiao Wu's face changed drastically and he raised his head and shouted angrily.
At this moment, she was full of regrets. Knowing that, she shouldn't have brought her three daughters to the headquarters of Chuantang Yimai.
Now, I have encountered such a desperate situation.
Moreover, the three daughters are all closely related to the prince.
Especially the younger sister Xiao Qingyan, and even the prince's own sister, if something happens to her, even if she is dead, she will not be at ease.
"The mere ants, what a pity to die!"
The man's eyes were indifferent, looking at the people below, as if he was looking at an ant.
That palm still fell slowly.
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