The whistling sound was terrifying, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and the sound waves swept through, and the crowd that was already in the melee all retreated and temporarily separated.

"It's the ancestor, the ancestor is here. ”

A mid-level master shouted in ecstasy, his eyes moistened, he was one of the twelve peak masters of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, he was very embarrassed at this time, one of his arms was cut off, and he was covered in blood, if the ancestor was one step late, he would definitely die.

"Woo, the ancestor is here, we are saved. ”

A disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect who was a Xuan-level cultivator knelt on the snow and whimpered and cried, and he was slashed in the back, and his bones were visible.

"Ancestor killed them all and avenged us!"

Another man lay on his dead companion and wept bitterly.

……

Geng Qiubai shot lightning out, the speed was too fast, bringing a violent gust of wind, the ground was ploughed, and the snow flew like waves, revealing black soil.

He appeared behind the people of the Divine Sect, raised his hand and slashed in the void, a misty white gas flashed away, and suddenly a miserable scream sounded, dozens of people died on the spot, all broken into two, the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

The sword master made a move, sharp and ruthless, no one could stop it, like the god of death reaping life, and the people of the god cult were terrified, panicked and scattered, and became a mess.

Liu Chengfeng's divine sense had already spread out, guarding against the Sword Saint all the time, although he caught his figure, he couldn't stop him from killing, because it was too fast!

That misty white qi is too terrifying, much more powerful than his wind blade, thinking that this is the internal qi transformation blade of the innate master.

"Sword Saint, your opponent is me!" Liu Chengfeng shouted angrily, and he killed so many of his subordinates with a single white breath, several of them were ground-level masters, and they were really junior disciples, and the Nanhai altar master in the middle of the prefecture-level was still dead and dead, and if he didn't stop himself, this little manpower would not be enough for him to kill.

Geng Qiubai looked at Liu Chengfeng, his dry lips cracked, revealing a sinister smile: "I was looking for you." ”

"Spread it all out for me. Liu Chengfeng shouted, in fact, there is no need to command, his subordinates have long been hiding far away, the nearest ones are hundreds of meters away, and the Shushan Sword Sect is the same, all of them quickly retreated, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by the battle between the two of them, so they didn't dare to get too close.

After Geng Qiubai made a move to kill people with an internal qi blade, he stood still, and let the people of the Divine Sect scatter and flee, he looked at Liu Chengfeng fifty meters away, and said: "You young man is indeed very remarkable, and in time, he will definitely be able to dominate the ancient martial arts world, but now...... You can't do it yet. ”

Liu Chengfeng quickly calmed down, and his expression was like an ancient well: "Okay, you don't count." ”

Geng Qiubai smiled: "Okay, then let me see your true strength." ”

"As you wish. Liu Chengfeng whispered, his true anger was boiling, his clothes were hunting, and the traceless flying sword with a length of feet hung in front of him, trembling slightly, making a sword sound, and he looked eager to try.

Geng Qiubai looked at it with a smile, looking at it with great interest on the surface, but he didn't dare to underestimate it in his heart, his internal force was like a sea, surging, and flowing all over his body.

Both of them exuded a powerful aura, and the snowflakes flying from the sky could not fall on them at all.

People and horses on both sides of the distance were paying full attention, no one spoke, quietly, and the world was slaughtered.

Really put his hands together, in the melee just now, he tried his best to entangle the opponent's late prefecture-level peak master, his junior brother was still dead, he was stopped and cut in two, and he died very miserably, he was miserable in his heart, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Leng Feishuang tugged at the corners of his clothes with his fingers, staring at the two people in the field without blinking, Bei Yan bit his red lip lightly, his body was trembling nervously, and there were a few drops of blood on his white forehead, which belonged to the enemy.

Leng Qingqiu patted her niece's shoulder: "Don't worry, the sect leader will definitely win." ”

Leng Feishuang glanced sideways at the aunt beside her, nodded slightly, her aunt's full chest fell together, her pretty face was very pale, her breathing was very short, and she was obviously nervous.

No one is not nervous, especially the people on the side of the Divine Sect, the name of the Sword Saint is too big, he was an innate master fifty years ago, and as soon as he made a move, he killed dozens of people in a white air, which shows that his terrifying strength is by no means in vain.

Once Liu Chengfeng is defeated, they will definitely not end well, many people are looking at the sky from afar, saying that the country supports it, what about the help of the Flying Dragon Gang, why is it not enough?

The Shushan Sword Sect was not easy either, the demon confronted the ancestor head-on, the momentum was too strong, and it seemed that it was not weaker than the ancestor.

The fact that the ancestor did not rush forward to crush the demon with his strong strength at the beginning shows that the ancestor is also a little jealous of the demon.

Yan Zhengqing's fists were clenched, and the demon led the crowd to kill, the ancestor was the first to know, but why didn't he come forward immediately to stop the enemy, resulting in more than half of the more than 20 prefecture-level masters killed and injured, and the Xuan-level disciples also suffered heavy casualties, and the rest of the low-level disciples were even more unbearable, and more than half of the more than 700 people could stand up at this time.

……

At an altitude of 10,000 meters in this area, six drones that look like killer whales are quietly hovering at this time, with a huge fuselage, straight wings, and a wingspan of about 30 meters, and the aircraft is equipped with infrared thermal imagers, television cameras, synthetic aperture radar and other reconnaissance facilities, which can cope with even the worst climate.

What is terrifying is that under their racks there are suddenly missiles with huge lethal power!

……

"Hehe, don't you do it yet, the young man is really calm! Come on, let me see your swordsmanship. Geng Qiubai said, his tone was very casual, his expression was very calm, and he didn't seem to look at his opponent in his eyes.

As a prestigious innate master, in the face of a junior who is only ten years old, Geng Qiubai will not take the initiative to make a move, that is out of style, and he also wants to learn the other party's swordsmanship, whether it is really as divine as rumored.

Previously, Liu Chengfeng had already used the sword technique, and a sword pierced the throats of more than a dozen disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, but because it was too far away and he didn't experience it personally, it was difficult for him to see anything.

Liu Chengfeng didn't speak, stretched out his hand and waved his fingers, and the small sword that was long was suddenly as fast as lightning, killing Geng Qiubai.

It's coming, so fast!

Geng Qiu's white pupils shrank, he tilted his head sharply, and the flying sword flew past his neck, and a strand of white hair fell!

The Shushan Sword Sect suddenly exclaimed, so dangerous!

The people of the Divine Sect felt very sorry that they were only a little bit close to cutting off the head of the Sword Saint, but it was a pity.

The flying sword missed a blow, turned around and stabbed at the vital point of Geng Qiubai's vest, the speed did not decrease by a cent, and the speed was unparalleled.

Geng Qiubai's perception was extremely powerful, his back was like opening his eyes, his body flashed, and he easily avoided this thorn.

Liu Chengfeng was not surprised by this result, although his strength had improved a lot, but there was still a lot of distance from Geng Qiubai's innate realm, and it was estimated that it would be difficult for the sword technique to hurt this person, and now it was just a warm-up.

(End of chapter)