The middle-aged beautiful woman trembled, and then her emotions became excited, and she said to Zi Lingmu: "You have to talk nonsense, Kun'er is a genius in the sky, invincible in the same generation, destined to turn into a round of scorching sun to illuminate the starry sky of the ages, how can it be suppressed by this kid?"

"Third sister-in-law, this is indeed the truth, my cultivation was abolished by him, how could I brag for him?" Zi Lingmu's mouth was bitter, and he felt embarrassed.

"Hmph, who believes it, my son is the first day of Ziyue, not an old monster, who can match?" The middle-aged beauty mentioned her son, and her pride was revealed.

The Purple Shirt Monk didn't believe this fact either, Wu Heng was too young, he looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his real age was not much older.

"Indeed, thy son is a blazing sun, and you see, the sun shines brightly on him, but his clothes are tattered, his hair is scattered, and his pig's head is ugly, and he is out of grace. Wu Heng spoke sarcastically, and pointed to the purple mountain kun that was hanging at the head of the city.

"Poof" Bi Xueyan couldn't help laughing, feeling that Wuheng was too bad, it was so bad to the bone.

The middle-aged beauty looked at Zishankun, her heart was distressed, the sun shone in, bathed in Zishankun's body, but her clothes were ragged, her hair was scattered, and she was beaten into a "pig's head" face, which was incompatible with the original Ziyue on the first day.

Wu Heng's oil poem is really "every word is beautiful", which not only makes people feel funny, but also angry, and vividly describes the situation of Zishankun.

"Poof" The middle-aged beautiful woman was so angry that a mouthful of blood poured out of her throat, and others hurriedly helped him.

"No, Kun'er......" she screamed, and even felt that this should not be her son, the middle-aged beautiful woman ignored everyone's pulling, came to an old man who had never spoken, knelt down, and prayed: "Uncle, please save Kun'er, he is a genius, how can he bear such humiliation!"

"I knew why bother today, Kun'er is arrogant by nature, and sooner or later he will cause a big disaster, and it is not impossible to erase his edges and corners here, the real strong man is not just talented, but he has to go through a thousand tempers!" The old man was relatively calm, without joy or anger. His beard and hair are all white, and his skin is wrinkled, but his eyes are bright, like a pair of small suns, and there is a divine light burning.

"I'm afraid that if he doesn't have this opportunity, he will die today. Wu Heng also said calmly.

"Xiaoyou, you are talented, but you are too crazy, there is a sky outside the sky, this world is not dominated by one person, no one can do whatever they want. The old man said indifferently, like a master outside the world, hunting in purple, not in the mortal dust.

Wu Heng said strongly: "Since you know this truth, let's get out of here." ”

The monks of the Purple Shirt family were dumbfounded, this young man was too cruel, he dared to speak like this to the supreme existence of the family!

"You're still young, I don't know how old the heavens are to forgive, but it's really not a wise choice to provoke my purple shirt family. The old man exited, obviously already a little annoyed, revealing a corner of the edge, secretly urging the power of the essence like Hanhai, all of which were biochemically transformed into fists, and he was accumulating strength, wanting to kill Wu Heng with one move.

"Big brother, I'll come to meet this kid for a while, and tell him, how high is this day!" The purple mountain dragon burst into a shout, and took the lead in making a move, and a colorful colorful sword was sacrificed.

"Tongtian Three Realms have just become a scumbag, I seem to have killed a lot. Wu Heng said that he was not interested, and stood still in place.

"I'm so crazy, I really don't know where your capital comes from!" Purple Mountain Dragon slashed with a colorful sword, and found that Wu Heng actually didn't dodge, dodge, or sacrifice weapons, and was even more annoyed, is this **naked contempt?

"Bang dang!"

Wu Heng punched and collided with the colorful sword, and the sound wave was terrifying, reverberating, and spreading throughout Tianyu City.

The purple-shirted monk's heart was overturned, did he really block it with his fist?

What kind of physique is this!!

"It's a broken ancient saint soldier, not very well. Wu Heng shook his head, and then burst out with a divine light, turning into a golden ocean and enveloping the scene, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Boom"

The Purple Mountain Dragon was shocked, and in a trance he felt that he was facing a burning divine fire, extremely strong, and his strength had surpassed the prohibition of the human race, outside of 30 million catties!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the colorful sword was cut off and fell to the ground as scrap iron fragments......

Wu Heng smiled coldly, turned into clouds and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, shrunk into inches, stepped through the void, the speed was extremely fast, and once again, he had come to the Purple Mountain Dragon, and slammed his fist into the opponent's head, no accident, his brains must have splashed all over the ground.

"Little friend, you are too murderous, be careful to strayed into the demon path in the future!" The old man in purple hunting made a move, and hit the fist that had been secretly stored for a long time, and hit Wu Heng's fist, pulling the purple mountain dragon down from the ghost gate.

Bang! The light is thousands of heavy, Wu Heng was shocked back if he hit the sacred mountain, he was shocked in his heart, that old man is really not simple, half a step to become a god!

"Ancestor make a move, that kid is dead!" the purple-shirted monk cheered.

And some of the people who saw the way and kept calm were almost gone, and the Purple Mountain Dragon almost died at the hands of his kid, which was simply against the sky.

The middle-aged beautiful woman's expression was gloomy, suddenly like a dream, this is not real, that person is younger than Kun'er, but he can suppress the second ancestor Zishan Dragon, and rival the eldest ancestor!

"No wonder that kid dared to say that Kun'er was a waste just now, it turned out that such a domineering person was simply the reincarnation of the god of war......" The thrilling and surviving Purple Mountain Dragon was difficult to calm down, Wu Heng made him understand what is outside the sky, a young man in his early twenties, he could actually force him to death, and smash the ancient holy soldier with one fist, although it was broken, but it was also full of horror, and it felt like a fantasy.

"You are very strong, you do have the strength to suppress Kun'er, waste Lingmu cultivation, but you must know that you are not invincible!" The Great Ancestor spoke, I don't know how many years have passed, he finally opened his mouth to praise a person, even the Purple Shirt Kun, the Great Ancestor has not praised him, and often teaches him to cultivate his self-cultivation.

"Could it be that you are invincible?" Wu Heng was very unhappy, this old man was simply the same virtue as Tiangang Ancestor, long-winded!

"If you are invincible in your heart, you will be invincible in the world, and you will not be able to compare with the long years of old and decrepit cultivation, and you can only die if you are not enough. The Great Ancestor struck again, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand, which was simple and unpretentious, and even some dust was contaminated in it.

"Wooden sword, haha?"

Some Heavenly Domain City monks sneered, but Wu Shi and Ji Xuandao were all waiting for them, that old man was too strong, unfathomable, like the Eternal Star Domain, and how could a wooden sword in his hand be mortal?

"Wow!"

The wooden sword was slashed, as fast as the wind, fierce and domineering, Wu Heng looked at it with the eyes of the sky, and the trajectory of the sword was almost to the extreme.

Wu Heng once again faced each other with his fists, blocking the wooden sword, but he soon discovered that this wooden sword was actually a real ancient saint soldier, and it was not something that the physical body could compete with.

The strength is thousand, one is stronger than the other, the Great Ancestor let out a deep sigh, opening up the world, and the wooden sword in his hand is like a law enforcement divine tree, transmitting incomparably powerful essence energy fluctuations.

In just one breath, Wu Heng couldn't resist, and flew out, a wisp of golden blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The almost invincible Wu Heng actually fell behind, and many Heavenly Domain City monks had a bad face, if he was defeated, Heavenly Domain City would most likely be washed in blood.

"Wu Heng!" Bi Xueyan was a little anxious, and hurriedly went over to help him.

"It's fine. Wu Heng patted the dust, looked at the anxious appearance of the beauties around him, and couldn't help but sigh, with a beautiful woman by his side, it just felt different.

The Great Ancestor held a wooden sword, very calm, and said with a posture of being under control: "Little friend, sacrifice your weapon, I know that your hole cards have not been released yet." ”

"Hehe, it's really a "master of the world", I just don't know how many weapons you want me to take out?" Wu Heng fell behind, but he was still full of confidence, and there was even a bit of playfulness in his words.

"Take it all out. "The Great Ancestor is as indifferent as ever, with his head on the sky and his feet on the ground, invincible in his heart. The monks of the purple-shirted family all worshiped for a while, the Great Ancestor was indeed the Great Ancestor, and this kid who rebelled against the sky could only be suppressed.

"That's what you said. Wu Heng was full of confidence, and first sacrificed the Jiuli pot.

The Great Ancestor was not calm, and said in surprise: "It's actually half an ancient top ten divine weapon?"

"Scared?"

"Hehe, no, this should be a Jiuli pot, it will be of great use if it is suppressed in my clan in the future!"

"Really?" Wu Heng looked at him with interest, and then sacrificed the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer. The scene was a sensation, it turned out that there was a second sword divine soldier, no wonder there was no fear.

Until the end, the Kongtong seal was sacrificed, which is the source of immortality, and with it, there is no need to be afraid of the first half of the gods.

The Great Ancestor's face was very unnatural, like everyone else, he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't speak for a long time, three holy soldiers, this kid actually has three divine weapons in his hands!!

The demons in Zhongzhou are so strong, they sacrifice the existence of divine soldiers at every turn, no, there are only ten ancient divine soldiers in total, and this kid has two, and he is no longer an ordinary demon.

"Boom!"

The three divine weapons came out together, and Wu Heng's momentum instantly overwhelmed the Quartet, and everyone was amazed, this demon was able to fight the great ancestor without sacrificing weapons, and as soon as the three divine soldiers came out, the outcome was unpredictable.

Wu Heng didn't talk nonsense, he carried the ancient sky-turning hammer and bullied himself, with a wave of his right arm, the brute force was 40 million catties, the magic hammer destroyed and decayed, and the unrivaled strength was turbulent, and the world flickered all day long.

"Don't think that if there are three divine weapons, they are invincible, and I will suppress them with a wooden sword!" The Great Ancestor howled angrily, like a golden lion roaring, he struck with a wooden sword, and then gasped for cold air, shattered, an ancient holy soldier was not the enemy of the ancient earth-turning hammer.

"Hmph, frog at the bottom of the well. Wu Heng disdainfully looked at it, and the evolution of the Jiuli pot entered the crowd of the purple shirt family.

At that time, the screams were repeated.

"Oh it, where did my weapon go?"

"That Jiuli pot seems to be chewing my weapon......"

The heart of the purple-shirted monk was dripping blood, it was simply terrifying, and the weapon was devoured alive.

"Relying on weapons is not your true strength after all!" the wooden sword was shattered, and the Great Ancestor kept his composure and sarcastic.

"If you can only win by words, you have already lost. Wu Heng held the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer and bombarded wildly, the heavens and the earth shook, and the wind surged.

"Ah......" The Great Ancestor let out a miserable scream, his legs were crushed into flesh by the Ancient Hammer, and then the old face was split in half, blood flowed sideways, and a wound appeared in his chest, which was pierced through a hole.

The purple-shirted monk was stunned, the Great Ancestor was actually killed like this, and the opponent was a young man, only twenty, it was really terrifying!!

"This person is not an ordinary demon at all, it's not something we can contend with, go and ask the ancestor of the mountain!" The roar of the great ancestor penetrated the heavens and the earth, clearly reaching everyone's ears, and when he saw that no one responded to him, he roared angrily: "Escape, please open the mountain ancestor for us, and avenge us...... Ah, you brute, you're so vicious!"

A generation of world-famous powerhouses, the peak existence of the purple moon, was suppressed alive and howled. The purple-shirted monk was extremely moved in his heart, many people were stupid, but there were also some people who were afraid to retreat, shocked to the limit, the Great Ancestor was actually invincible, and the Ancestor of the Mountain must be invited to come to take revenge!

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