Chapter 387: The Battle of Wangcheng Pavilion

Qing Ling raised his eyebrows, and his figure rose into the air in an instant, looking at the man domineeringly and said, "Ruan Hui, were you kicked in the head by a donkey?" What happened a few years ago, everyone can see it, you Wangchengge are embarrassed to say that we let us go? It's really a dog who has lived to be old. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It seems that my Emperor Holy Sect came to destroy your choice is right, just you shameless people, there is not a single one left who was destroyed by us, and now I am embarrassed to say that we will let us go, for people like you who are thicker than a pig's butt, I can only say that I admire."

The sound of clearing zero was very loud, but Ruan Hui's face on the other side was getting more and more ugly, and even darkened!

"Hmph. What is the danger of adding to the sin? Your Emperor Holy Sect went against the sky, stirring up the Black Cloud City for eternity, since you are here today, then I hope that the Chengge will do the way for the sky. "Ruan Hui is righteous and awe-inspiring, and he doesn't know how much he thinks this Emperor Holy Sect is disliked.

"Your Wangcheng Pavilion is really beyond the reach of even talking and bragging." Jiang Quan stood up and said with a smile.

"Hey, this kind of ability to reverse right and wrong, I can't learn it." Zheng Yunhao said in a weird way.

"Don't say that, this Wangcheng Pavilion is one of the most famous forces in this Black Cloud City. How could they brag casually? Ziyang Dao shouted, as if there was really such a thing.

"Emperor Saint Sect, don't lie and confuse the crowd here. How? Your own suzerain is dead, and now you are here to sprinkle? The young pavilion master of Wangcheng Pavilion also stood up and shouted loudly.

"Yo. Little rabbit, our older generation didn't speak, which onion are you? Yu Wenfei glared at the young pavilion master of Wangcheng Pavilion, and then said.

The ridicule and discussion around him were undoubtedly mostly discussing this Wangcheng Pavilion.

"It's really eloquent, no wonder this Emperor Holy Sect has risen in such a short period of time, I have to admire." The elder of Wangcheng Pavilion said.

Qing Ling sighed and said: "Ruan Hui, let's talk less nonsense, you will waste your cultivation, otherwise, everyone in Wangcheng Pavilion." Die! ”

When the last dead word was spoken, a terrifying momentum erupted on Qingling's body, which really made countless people feel heavy.

"Wu Zun...... Is he really Wuzun? ”

"It seems that this time the Emperor Saint Sect is determined to destroy this Wangcheng Pavilion, but I don't know if this Emperor Saint Sect really has that ability?"

"Haha...... Self-abandonment? Who do you think you cleared? How could I hope that the Chengge Pavilion would be destroyed if your little Emperor Holy Sect said it would be destroyed? Ruan Hui laughed, and said with murderous aura in his eyes: "Do you think you are a martial artist?" ”

"Boom-"

The monstrous momentum erupted, extremely terrifying, it turned out to be Wuzun, and it was also the second stage of Wuzun. It's just that this shock is only a fleeting moment.

Qing Zero even just smiled indifferently and said, "Since you are so confident, then I will fulfill you." ”

"Boom!"

Just when everyone didn't react, this clear figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Wangcheng Pavilion's camp. One hand grabbed Ruan Hui.

"This ...... How can it be? He turned out to be the third stage of Wuzun? Ruan Hui's heart beat fiercely, and all this greatly surprised him.

A punch condensed, and an orange-red halo erupted on it, Ruan Hui stepped a little, and his figure exploded back. Then the shadow of the fist swept in.

"As far as your cultivation is concerned, I said it, and it doesn't look at it in my eyes." Qingzero's incomparably arrogant voice resounded in the space.

"Bang!"

Tightly clasped into a palm, these countless pairs of eyes widened, because this clear and understated palm directly defused this Ruan Hui's attack, and even this palm directly slammed Ruan Hui's body protection barrier.

"Woo-ra!"

The space was shattered, Ruan Hui had a look of shock, and his figure was directly shocked back more than ten meters before it stabilized.

"This ...... Why is this clearance so terrifying? ”

"What did he go through? How could it be that in such a short period of time, it actually broke through to the level of the third stage of Wuzun? ”

"But this Ruan Hui has also been famous for many years as a martial artist, why is it not as good as this later clearance?"

"The Emperor Saint Sect is terrifying."

Clear the hands behind his back, this hand was exposed, shocking everyone, even the countless masters of this Wangcheng Pavilion were shocked!

Ruan Hui's face was ugly, and his reputation was ruined like this, and he immediately roared angrily: "Wangcheng Pavilion belongs to listen to the order, kill!" ”

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On the side of Wangcheng Pavilion, there are nearly 10,000 people all coming out, and the masters are even larger.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, thirty-five powerhouses had already appeared in the sky above this Wangcheng Pavilion, all of which were existences in the martial spirit realm.

Qing Ling frowned when he saw this: "Ruan Hui, do you really want to decide like this?" ”

"What? Scared? Even if you stay and intercede today, I want all the people of your Emperor Saint Sect to die without a place to be buried. That Ruan Hui smiled with hideous anger in his eyes.

"Hmph." Qing Ling sneered: "Outnumbered? How could the good sons of my Emperor Holy Sect ever be afraid? In the past, even if the Martial Saint and the Martial Emperor powerhouse came to suppress it, my Emperor Saint Sect was still alive and well? Shame on the face! ”

"The Emperor Saint Sect obeys the order, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

"Boom-"

However, this really made countless people, including the masters of Wangcheng Pavilion, change color.

"Woohoo!"

Figures appeared one after another, and in the crowd of this Emperor Saint Sect, there were actually more than a dozen figures rising into the air.

"No...... That's impossible. Ruan Hui's face turned a little pale.

In heaven and earth, a terrifying power descended, and almost instantly, it had suppressed all the masters on the side of the Wangcheng Pavilion.

It is a full fifty terrifying martial spirit powerhouses, fifty, this is enough to surpass the rest of the second-rate forces by a distance. Not to mention that he is a third-rate force.

Shao Tian and Shuai Jun are both martial arts ten sections, this powerful coercion is not weaker than the strong people of the first stage of martial arts, and the terrible coercion instantly crushed all the masters of Wangcheng Pavilion.

And just when everyone was amazed, a young figure in the sky attracted everyone's attention.

"This ...... Who is it? When did the Emperor Shengzong have this figure again? ”

"He's Wuzun...... He is also a master of Wuzun Yi? ”

The crowd was boiling, and the powerhouses of the Emperor Saint Sect were all shocked, and they looked at the young figure with almost unbelievable eyes, very handsome, with a hint of sneer, and a cold murderous aura emerged.

"The Emperor Saint Sect has a second Martial Venerable powerhouse? This...... How is this possible? Such a young Wuzun is terrifying. ”

A series of surprised eyes appeared, looking at the fifty powerhouses on the side of the Emperor Holy Sect, Wu Zun occupied two, and the master of the Martial Spirit Ten Rank actually reached four.

The other two were also young people!!

The three young people seem to have the calmness of an ordinary adult, and the kind of sharpness that is released is unstoppable!

"Who are these three? How can you cultivate so high? ”

"Yes, even if it was Ling Tianci at the beginning, I'm afraid they can't be compared."

"If Ling Tianci's six people have been cultivating for more than three years, I'm afraid they will be stronger than these people."

Countless discussions arose, and there was a burst of exclamation and exclamation.

There are thirty-five martial arts powerhouses on the opposite side, but the high-end combat power is even rarer.

The people of the tenth stage of the martial spirit and the ninth stage of the martial spirit, or even the eighth stage, all add up to only six. The rest are all under this, but what about the Emperor Saint Sect's side? High-end combat power is terrible.

There are more than a dozen people who have broken through the seventh stage of the martial spirit alone, and they are almost twenty, and even the strongest people in the first stage of the martial spirit who have cultivated to the lowest level are only two or three!

Below, the masters of the Martial Sect were even stronger to the extreme, and almost even the people of Wangcheng Pavilion realized that almost all of the five thousand powerhouses from the Emperor Saint Sect this time were at the level of the fourth stage of the Martial Sect and above.

Fourth stage, this is the fourth stage of the Martial Sect, and the whole has reached this level? Isn't it an invincible fighting army?

The people of Wangcheng Pavilion had already lost confidence for the first time before they had even fought.

It can only be said that after being silent for more than three years, the Emperor Saint Sect has reached the point of non-human beings, and this kind of power is enough to shoulder any second-rate force in Black Cloud City, and it is not even bad.

"Boom-"

Qing Ling's figure stepped over and slapped at Ruan Hui's body with one hand, this was a sign of their Emperor Saint Sect's rise, and he wanted to warn all the forces in Black Cloud City. Anyone who offends the Emperor Saint Sect and wants to beat the attention of the Emperor Saint Sect will have to bear terrible consequences.

Ruan Hui's heart was cold, the other party's martial spirit powerhouse was a powerhouse who could crush his own side almost instantly. He even began to regret why he had provoked such a terrible behemoth in the first place.

It's a pity that the only thing that this world doesn't have is regret taking medicine!

I never thought that this zero-clearing cultivation would surpass him, although it was a rank higher, but he was still acceptable. It's just that only after fighting, Ruan Hui found out that there was such a big gap between himself and this clearance!

Does he really only have the strength of the third stage of Wuzun? Why is it that in this gesture, it is already like he has the strength of the fourth stage of Wuzun? The terrifying offensive was overwhelming everyone who had been suppressed almost instantly.

In the air, Yu Jiyun's appearance changed, he, Zhu Kaiming and Hua Chengyu did attract the suspicion of many people, but fortunately, others did not pay attention to Ling Tianci and the three of them, which also saved some trouble.

Even when they were fighting, this Ling Tianci, Rong Tiancheng, and Sikong Jinyu were just suppressing their own cultivation, and they were generally slashing the enemy!

However, the strong man of Wangcheng Pavilion, who had lost his confidence, had already lost a few points of fighting spirit after seeing the terrifying lineup of this Emperor Saint Sect. Now after colliding with the powerhouse of the Emperor Saint Sect, I realized that the other party's combat power was so terrifying?

It can be said that the low-level masters are sent to death when they come out, and it can also be said that they are for the strong people of the Emperor Saint Sect to practice!

The eyes of the young pavilion master of Wangcheng Pavilion surged, looking at all this in disbelief, Zhu Kaiming's figure flickered and appeared in front of him. This young pavilion master is also not bad, and at the age of thirty, he has reached the sixth rank of martial arts, which is not not powerful.

But when facing this teenager who was younger and more terrible than himself, he actually felt his fear!

Yes, it's fear, it's a fear that comes from the heart, and it's not clear or clear.

"Bang!"

Zhu Kaiming punched, the space shook, the momentum was strong, and the terrifying power instantly crushed the void and came to the young pavilion master.

"Boom-"

The young pavilion master broke out in a cold sweat, the other party was obviously just a master of the ninth stage of martial arts, but how could he have an aura like a martial honor? Almost completely suppressed his play?

The figure exploded, and a powerful force swept up, directly shaking the body of the young pavilion master out of the air.

"Young Pavilion Master." Countless strong people wanted to rescue, but they had to worry about their own safety, because the strong people of the Emperor Saint Sect were crushing them.

"Who the hell are you?" The young pavilion master's heart was shocked, and he almost subconsciously thought of those six terrifying teenagers, and only those six terrifying teenagers had that kind of momentum and terrifying strength.

But, obviously the six people were still sleeping, he didn't know why he still had such a ridiculous idea?

"It doesn't matter who I am. Give you a chance. If you take another punch from me, if you can't catch it, it's death. Catch it, I'll spare your life. Zhu Kaiming's tone was indifferent, three years of sleep is not only the growth of cultivation, but also a lot of gains.

"You!" The young pavilion master's face almost turned dark, is this the young man's humiliation of himself? Although the sixth stage of martial arts is almost unrealistic for the ninth stage of martial spirits. But is it really impossible?

Ling Tianci can do it for the six people, and he can do it too. He was furious in his heart, and he didn't want to be looked down upon by his enemies!

"Okay." The Young Pavilion Master roared angrily, his momentum surging, and the rolling martial power was almost condensing at a terrifying speed.

He didn't believe that he couldn't resist the young man in front of him with all his strength? Thick hatred, murderous energy, and jealousy swept through the young pavilion master's mind almost instantly.

Zhu Kaiming looked at all this indifferently, his right hand was slowly raised, and the surrounding aura surged, transforming into his own martial power. His eyes were deep and silent, but there was a fierce tiger-like coercion released.

A heavy force blocked everything around here, and many people naturally saw this scene and couldn't help but tremble.

For the Emperor Saint Sect, who had always been in a mysterious state, three terrifying teenagers suddenly popped out, making everyone can't help but think about it. After all, the scenes of more than three years ago seem like yesterday.

These three teenagers were very calm, and there was a huge difference from the six Ling Tianci in the past. Everyone knew that Ling Tianci was sleeping.

But it was as if he saw that these three teenagers were three of the original six. But who can be sure that if the original three woke up, how could the Emperor Holy Sect have no reaction?

Zhu Kaiming kicked his feet, and the space behind him directly exploded, and a terrifying momentum suppressed the young pavilion master in an instant. It was as if he felt a huge mountain weighing 10,000 catties blasting towards his chest.

It's just a punch, but it's endlessly terrifying!

The young pavilion master roared angrily and swung his fist to meet him, he was unwilling, he was angry, and he was jealous. All the power is released almost perfectly in an instant.

At that moment, there was no terrible shattering, but only a touch of red blooming in the air. Quietly, very silent!

One punch, just one punch, the young pavilion master's entire face was distorted, and then there was a crazy wail!