The Little Knife Saint Wu Lingtian originally thought that with so many people going up together and fighting quickly, how could he quickly get the old man in cloth, but there was no doubt that he was too underestimating the real martial saint, or too much about the old man in cloth.

He didn't know if the other martial saints in the Guangwu Great World were all so powerful, but it was obvious that the strength of this cloth king was definitely more than one and a half stars above them.

"A shocking stab!"

The brilliant sword cut through the sky and hit the face of the old man in cloth.

However, the old man in cloth didn't even look back, with a wave of his big hand, a curtain of black appeared out of thin air, and the bright sword fell on the black curtain, as if he had fallen into a bottomless quagmire, and he couldn't go further.

"Hmph, pick me up the seven sons of mountains and rivers!"

Seeing that Wu Lingtian and the old man in cloth were deadlocked, Wu Qizi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the opportunity to make a move.

Seven chess pieces were connected in a line, and lightning struck the front door of the old man in cloth.

But then, Wu Qizi's face changed greatly.

But seeing that the old man in cloth still didn't look back, another curtain of black appeared out of thin air, and seven chess pieces disappeared into it, but there was no movement.

"It can't be!"

The small knife Saint Wu Lingtian, the mountains and rivers chess game Wu Qizi's eyes widened at the same time, and they glanced at each other in disbelief.

The Little Knife Saint Wuling Tian has become an immortal, although he is still only a human immortal who has just stabilized his cultivation, but his real strength is definitely not inferior to that of an ordinary immortal, that is, the peak of the heavenly immortal, he may not be able to fight.

And the mountain and river chess game Wu Qizi, that is recognized as the top five super geniuses in the 100 competition, even if his strength is not as terrifying as the peerless demons in the top three of the 100 competition, it is not about the same, sweeping the general immortals, shaking the peak of the immortals, there is absolutely no problem.

The peak of the Heavenly Immortals, in the Guangwu Great World, that is, the super existence of the tenth order, is second only to the Martial Saint.

The two super beings second only to the Martial Saint made a move one after another, and the old man in cloth actually waved his hand and easily did it, what are you kidding? There is only one step between the Martial Saint and the peak of the tenth order, is this really such a big gap?

In particular, Wu Qizi had just made a move, and he still took advantage of the fact that the old man in cloth was dragged by Wu Lingtian.

But in fact, he obviously underestimated the horror of the old man in cloth, or overestimated the threat of Wu Lingtian to the old man in cloth.

At least, blocking Wu Lingtian's blow didn't seem to be anything to the old man in cloth.

Otherwise, with his full force, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to let the old man in cloth face it.

"Don't be stunned, this is the truth, the real strength of this guy is far beyond our imagination. ”

Bamen Golden Lock Le Feitian panted heavily, sweating profusely, and helplessly looked at Wu Lingtian and Wu Qizi, who were stunned.

No one understands the horror of the old man in cloth better than Le Feitian, and before the true strength of the martial saint level is exposed, he can still fight with the old man in cloth for a few tricks, at least it seems that it is barely a draw.

But when the old man in cloth followed the Red Eagle King and also burst out of his true strength, he knelt down completely, almost being crushed all the way, if it wasn't for Long Xiang's timely help, he would have been unable to withstand it, maybe even his life would have been gone.

Moreover, even the goddess Long Xiang, who was the third in the 100-rank competition, plus he, the eight-door golden lock Le Feitian, who was the second in the 100-place competition, joined forces, and the two super geniuses joined forces, but they could only barely compete with the old man in cloth.

If you want to hurt the enemy, you can't see any hope at all.

He and the goddess Long Xiang can't do it, and it is even more impossible for the knife saint Wu Lingtian to join forces with the mountain and river chess game Wu Qizi.

"Go all out, I'm afraid Baron Murphy's side won't last long. ”

Dan Qingzi took a deep breath, reminded everyone, and then took out the talisman pen and made a move.

Under the rune pen, the power of several spirit patterns burst out, and these powers were condensed together, and they were still in mid-air, and they had already gathered into a 'broken' character.

Obviously, Dan Qingzi is very self-aware, and he is not so arrogant that he thinks that with his strength, he can also hurt a strong man at the level of the old man in cloth.

Break! I don't want to hurt the enemy, I just want to be able to break through some of the old man's defenses and give others more opportunities.

The old man in cloth glanced at him faintly, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a black curtain appeared again.

The word 'broken' quickly disappeared into the black curtain, as if the mud cow had entered the sea, and there was no more movement.

"Failed!"

Dan Qingzi smiled bitterly and exhaled.

Although he had expected it for a long time, the strength of the old man in cloth still made him feel a little powerless.

The knife saint Wu Lingtian, the mountain and river chess game Wu Qizi, plus his Dan Qingzi, this is already the three super geniuses teamed up.

But now, the old man in cloth is still calm and relaxed, and he has stopped the three of them from joining forces with an understatement.

What especially made the three of them angry was that the eyes of the old man in cloth didn't stay on the three of them for a moment at all, and people always paid attention to the goddess Long Xiang and the eight-door golden lock Le Feitian.

Yes, the goddess Long Xiang and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Le Feitian are the third and second recognized in the Hundred Rank Competition, and they are also the two strongest here except for the Dragon King Long Haoyu and Baron Mo Fei.

But they are also super geniuses in the top ten of the 100 competition, okay, the three of them join forces, can't they be worthy of the goddess Long Xiang or one of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Le Feitian?

However, no matter how depressed Wu Lingtian and Dan Qingzi were, in fact, it seemed that this was really the case.

In the eyes of the old man in cloth, only the goddess Long Xiang and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Le Feitian could threaten him, as for the others, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

And the goddess Long Xiang and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Le Feitian have never been in a hurry to make a move, because they also understand this, so they are waiting for the best time to make a move.

"Again?"

Wu Lingtian took a deep breath and glanced at Dan Qingzi and Wu Qizi.

Dan Qingzi and Wu Qizi nodded at the same time.

The effect of Extreme No. 3 is still there, and instead of wasting time in vain, it is better to take advantage of the last bit of time to have a complete outbreak.

Even so, it still can't hurt the old man in cloth, at least it is possible to create a chance for the goddess Long Xiang and the eight-door golden lock Le Feitian.

"A shocking stab!"

"Seven sons of mountains and rivers!"

"Broken!"

The three forces erupted one after another, and then tangled together, blasting towards the cloth-clothed old man again.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

This time, the old man in cloth finally reacted, but it was just a simple sentence, and then, with a big wave of his hand.

A larger black curtain blocked the air, and three forces collided at the same time, and the black curtain suddenly swelled up, and it was several circles.

But in the end, the dark curtain quickly returned to calm, and the hope in the eyes of Wu Lingtian and the other three was shattered.

It's terrifying!Is this the true power of the Martial Saint level?

The three of them joined forces, and when the effect of the Extreme No. 3 medicine had not yet subsided, they broke out in full force, but they still failed to shake the old man in cloth at all.

At this moment, a figure suddenly burst out.

"Eight Golden Locks, Dead Doors, Open!"

With this low shout, the figure instantly exploded in power, and decisively rushed into the swollen black curtain.

It's Le Feitian!

The eight-door golden lock Le Feitian has finally shot!

Wu Lingtian and the three of them all held their breath and stared intently at the black curtain.