Chapter 225 Liu Pinggong "I never bully people, I only kill people!" The indifferent voice was like a cool breeze, making people cold to the bones.

The figure of Wu Heng who stepped into the formation was like a ghost, and in an instant, he had come to Liu Game's body, and he ruthlessly waved the Ancient Heavenly Hammer and chiseled it, exuding an extremely terrifying crushing force, and the surrounding space was shattered.

"Boom!"

The Demon Dao Divine Soldier attacked, and Liu Game, who was suppressed by his momentum alone, took some breath, he didn't care much, and spit out a golden shield from his mouth, carved with dragon patterns on it, and circulated spiritual light, at first glance, it was not a mortal soldier, it was the weapon he cultivated with the Yuan Shen, and the shield was protected in front of Liu Game, resisting a round of bombardment by the ancient sky-turning hammer.

The two weapons collided, and the power was terrifying, and a wave of air rolled up, forming a violent wind, blowing the surrounding monks in all clothes and hunting.

Wu Heng took advantage of the trend and retreated ten zhang away, but Liu Game's footsteps never moved!

"Oh, the disciples of the temple are just like this, relying on the prestige of the temple, do you think that my Qingyang Alliance will be afraid of you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the real young monks of the temple are all terrifying, but as for this person, he should just be a character who lifts shoes for the temple monks!"

"Hahahaha, I even suspect that he doesn't even have the qualifications to lift shoes for people!" Several young monks of the Qingyang League saw that Wu Heng had retreated ten feet, but Liu Bo did not move at all, and suddenly he was arrogant and sneered at Wu Heng.

However, Liu Game himself couldn't laugh at all, his face looked unnatural, and a stream of blood in his throat was faintly about to burst out, but at this moment, if he was forced by Wu Heng to spit out blood, wouldn't he have no face? So he forcibly swallowed the blood that was about to be spit out of his throat, and forcibly swallowed it, and his complexion became even more ugly.

The blood that was shaken out by a monk was all waste blood, and Liu Game's act of forcibly swallowing waste blood for the sake of face deepened the damage to the body.

Although several monks of the Yin and Yang Alliance were sneering on the side, Wu Heng's expression was unusually calm, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were very sharp, and he happened to find the small details of Liu Game's forced swallowing of blood.

However, in the state of Wu Heng opening the offensive formation and sacrificing the Ancient Heavenly Hammer, the connecting spirit monks had to be forced to retreat, and Liu Bo did not move at all after receiving a blow, not giving an inch, which really surprised Wu Heng a lot.

"Hmph. Wu Heng snorted coldly, completely ignoring nonsense with the monks of the Qingyang Alliance, stepped out, and struck the golden shield with a wave of the Ancient Heavenly Hammer.

This time, he also opened the offensive formation, and the force he used was even more terrifying, a hammer struck on the golden shield, and then a loud "clang" sound, echoing in the sky.

"Click. ”

The golden shield suspended in front of Liu Bo buzzed and vibrate, and there was a crisp sound, and countless tiny cracks immediately appeared on it.

"Damn, the barbarian from there, his strength is actually so great?" Liu Game felt a panic in his heart, his golden dragon pattern shield was a psychic magic weapon, extremely hard, and had never been destroyed in battle, but now it had already been shattered after only bearing two hammers from Wu Heng.

"What is this sound, could it be that kid's hammer is broken?"

"Hahahaha, that's nature, Senior Brother Liu Game's golden dragon pattern shield is extremely hard, and even the holy weapon is difficult to smash open, how can the broken copper and iron in that kid's hand be an opponent?" Several monks of the Qingyang League began to tout Liu Game again, Liu Game is the grandson of Liu Pingping, an elder figure of the Qingyang League, so he naturally wants to stammer!

Only the monk who reminded Liu Yi not to cause trouble saw the clue, and he whispered, "It seems to be the sound of the golden dragon pattern shield shattering." ”

"Boy, you were stupid, Senior Brother Game's Golden Dragon Wendun was passed down by Elder Liu Pingping, how could it be bombarded...... Broken ......" A monk didn't think so, until the more he said later, the more he became more and more unconfident, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Poof. ”

Liu Bo suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the golden dragon shield blocking in front of him also turned into pieces and fell to the ground, and the sound of metal collision sounded.

"This ...... It's impossible?" several Yin-Yang Alliance monks guarding the domain gate swallowed nervously, revealing expressions of disbelief.

The golden dragon shield was really broken...... The Yuan Shen weapon was shattered, and Liu Game's Yuan Shen was also seriously injured, his face was very pale, and he fainted directly and fell to the ground.

"This kid actually dared to seriously injure Senior Brother Liu Game, it seems that he doesn't want to live. The monks of the Qingyang League were surprised, they didn't expect that young man to be so direct, even the elite disciples of the Qingyang League dared to seriously injure them, and now even if Liu Game can re-cultivate the martial arts, I am afraid that he will not be able to recover the demeanor of his original peak.

"Hmph, our temple monks have always been not afraid of any forces in Middle-earth, if you have any objections, just come to the temple to find me. Wu Heng once again falsely reported his identity, completely provoking the hatred between the temple and the Qingyang Alliance.

"Boy, if you dare to be a member of our Qingyang League, even if the Lord of the Temple protects you, you will have to pay the price of blood!" A young monk of the Qingyang League pointed at Wu Heng and gritted his teeth and scolded, but when it came to the Lord of the Temple, his arrogance weakened, who is the Lord of the Temple? If the main array of the Temple wants to protect Wu Heng, even if he kills the elders of the Qingyang League, the leader of the Qingyang League will not dare to casually say that he wants Wu Heng's life.

"Haha, even if you Qingyang Alliance Leader comes, what can you do? In front of the Divine Temple Hall Master, your Alliance Leader is not qualified to lift shoes!" Wu Heng laughed again, and said something that few people in Zhongzhou dared to speak, the deeper this contradiction was provoked, the happier he was.

The monk was completely enraged by Wu Heng, and scolded: "You miscellaneous hair, what a big mouth, you don't need me to wait for the alliance leader to come, just a young leader in our alliance is enough to destroy your nine clans!"

Wu Heng's expression was cold, the sin did not harm his family, when the monk said the words to destroy his nine clans, he had already sacrificed the word formation, stepped out, turned into a gust of wind, and appeared in front of the monk in an instant, he pointed at the forehead of the monk who spoke disrespectfully, and directly pierced his primordial spirit.

"You ......" The monk's pupils contracted violently, he cultivated to be in the Xuanwei realm, but he didn't perceive Wu Heng's arrival at all, and was pointed out by Wu Heng through the Yuan Shen, he would definitely die, and that person was directly destroyed, turned into a cloud of dust, and dissipated in the world.

"What a terrible means. Several other monks of the Qingyang League had already broken out in a cold sweat, and they had no fighting intent, this young man who claimed to be from the temple was simply a killing god, and he pierced the monk's primordial spirit with one finger, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Xuehua stood quietly behind Wu Heng, without moving, like a fairy in the world, absolutely beautiful. At this moment, she had already felt that more than a dozen powerful breaths were approaching this place, and if she stayed for a long time, she was afraid that there would be trouble, she said: "Wuheng is quick to fight, the people of the Qingyang Alliance should be coming soon." ”

"Hmm. Wu Heng also sensed that a lot of breath was approaching, he pierced the foreheads of three Qingyang League disciples in a row, took their Yuan Shen, and directly made a chilling move, that is, to devour the Yuan Shen into Duzhong, devouring the Yuan Shen can make Wu Heng advance quickly, but it can't be swallowed too much.

He glanced at the disciple of the Qingyang League who survived to the end, this person's legs were already trembling and he couldn't stand steadily, it was the monk who persuaded Liu Game not to make extraneous branches, when Wu Heng's eyes looked at him, he only felt a bucket of ice water splashed on him, and it was cold to his heart.

Wu Heng glanced at the monk and didn't continue to make a move, he wanted to leave a witness and let the monk tell Qingyang League that Liu Game was abolished by the temple monk!

"Let's go. Wu Heng turned around, directly took Xuehua's bare hand, and flew into the domain gate that appeared out of thin air in the water curtain, and beyond the domain gate was Zhongzhou, a brand new land.

"The kid dares to hurt my grandson, take his life!" At this time, a roar was like rolling thunder, mighty and mighty, echoing in the sky, and the momentum was terrifying!

The roar pierced through all the voids, Wu Heng and Xuehua both felt a chill in their hearts, and they were forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the power mixed with this roar, the two of them turned a little pale, but they didn't stop, and quickly passed through the domain gate passage, with their hurrying speed, the passage hundreds of zhang long only needed a moment to step through.

And when he came to the outside of the domain gate, Wu Heng immediately made a sealing formation and directly sealed the domain gate, and then continued to flee for his life.

The two of them couldn't care about much, they could only flee desperately, the roar of the old man could hurt them and spit out blood, if they really arrived, there was no chance of survival!

"What a terrifying character, just the roar can hurt me and Xuehua, who is the owner of that voice......" Wu Heng broke out in a cold sweat, and his face turned pale.

Xuehua sighed: "This person has cultivated to at least reach the sky, but fortunately, the person has not arrived, and there should be a hundred miles away from us, otherwise you and I will not want to live." ”

"A hundred miles away, before the sound of people arrives, and we are injured with just a roar, then wouldn't the deity be able to pinch us to death at will?"

Within the continental barrier, an old man's figure flew by like a streamer, rushing to the weak Liu Game, at this time his face was full of haze, murderous, the old man said angrily: "Who is the game? That bastard hurt you like this?"

"Grandpa...... I, I can't do it, you, you must avenge me. Liu Game has always had a residual grievance, seeing his grandfather coming, he finally spit out this grievance, after he said that he wanted his grandfather to avenge himself, he directly lost the breath of life, Liu Game's Yuan Shen weapon was destroyed, and it was the ancient Fan Tian Hammer This kind of demon Dao divine weapon was shattered, and the Yuan Shen was basically torn apart by the bombardment, and it is good to be able to live until now!

"Damn, who, who killed my grandson!" Liu Pinggong's eyes were scarlet, and with a loud roar, the heavens shattered, this person was the powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm who was against the Ancient Monitor Lizard not long ago, an elder figure of the Qingyang League, and also Liu Game's grandfather, Liu Pingping.

"Like, it seems to be a person from the temple......" The only surviving Qingyang League monk said resignedly, and the other four were all killed by Wu Heng, leaving him alone.

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