Chapter Ninety-Three: Containment
In the distance, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth were turbulent, showing a confrontation between three and three.
On both sides of Nie Yufeng and Bu Chengxue, there is a middle-aged man with a fat figure and a brocade in a big cadre official uniform, but his face is ordinary, his gestures have his own bearing, the heavenly court is slightly round and full, and there is a slight blood color in his fair skin, as if a ball of purple gas is hidden in the skin, which makes people look at it at a glance with an innate dignity.
"Tang Chengwu, I didn't expect Daqian to send you out this time, it seems that Daqian is really unmanned!"
Tang Chengwu put his hands behind his back, calmly looked at Shangguan Yi, who was dominated by the three people in front of him, and said, "Shangguan Yi, to deal with you rebellious ministers and thieves, it is enough for the three of us!"
Shangguan Yi, He Dake, and Miao Haotian all showed a cold look in their eyes, and the three of them glanced at each other, as if they had reached a consensus.
Almost at the same moment, it burst out, and the earth-shattering aura that erupted in an instant made the rest of the anti-cadre alliance in the distance below tremble.
Miao Haotian's speed was extremely fast, and with just one breath, the three of them appeared in front of him, and the Huangquan Sword in his hand shook, and the sword body suddenly shot out like a poisonous snake, and the sharp sword qi caused the surrounding space to fluctuate violently.
Looking at the sudden outbreak of the offensive, the faces of several people remained unchanged, Nie Yufeng took a step forward in the void, and the hoe in his hand met the sword light.
At the same time, Shangguan Yi and Tang Chengwu faced each other, and He Dake faced Bu Chengxue.
Shangguan Yi stretched out one hand forward, and a handprint in the palm of his hand continued to enlarge and enlarge, and it was white, covering the sky.
The ethereal immortal mansion is passed down, covering the sky with handprints.
A seal covers the world. Under the palm print, it seems that only he Shangguan Yi is the truth in the world, the only master, and the rest are all in the darkness and silence.
Tang Chengwu stood still, his expression was a little solemn, and he seemed to have no movement, but a steady stream of aura erupted from his body. His face lit up suddenly, his black hair was upside down, flying wantonly, and the whole person was like a peerless god killed in the primeval world, full of the majesty of a god!
One step out, one palm fell, but it evolved into tens of thousands, countless palm shadows fell towards the hand that covered the sky, each of them was an entity, and each of them had a shocking power!
The loud energy exploded, suddenly resounding in the sky. The temptation of the two sides seems to be a draw, but in fact, Tang Chengwu is slightly inferior, but under the aftermath, it is a little embarrassed.
A few miles away, He Dake used his sword against the long sword that turned into snow. Each knife seemed to resonate with the air, like the collapse of the pillar of heaven and the overturning of the sky, exhausting the strength of He Dake's body.
Between the clear qi of the Dao, the brilliance of black or yellow also spreads above the blade. The knife is killing.
Step into the snow hand pinched the sword trick, if you take a leisurely walk, but you are walking on the edge of death step by step. The sword qi was rampant, and the chilling sword qi tore through every wisp of sword qi that threatened him, causing a vacuum to form around him.
The realm of both of them is the Eight Heavens of the Innate Breaking Dao Realm. The scene was deadlocked.
Dozens of miles away, there were hundreds of people standing quietly in the forest, and the bodies of these hundreds of people were surrounded by the cold aura and the momentum was overwhelming.
The woman in the green dress at the head stared coldly at the black-clothed man who was shrouded in black robes a few feet away. "Master Ma, is this your friend?"
Ma Tianxin looked embarrassed, and said with a humble face: "That's right!"
When Yuan Qinyan heard this, a thick black glow crossed his eyes, shining with a strange luster. His divine sense swept over, and at the same time he said to the black-robed man, "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what to call him?"
A moment later, she felt a powerful coercion enveloping her, overwhelming her. She was shocked in her heart, and quickly packed up her senses, not daring to test casually anymore.
"That's how the Holy Land treats the Alliance?" the black-robed man snorted coldly, smiling wickedly. His voice was hoarse, but full of disdain for the Holy Land.
The scene was silent, and they fell into the gloomy cold air of the black-robed man, and most of them were so nervous that they didn't even dare to gasp.
Yuan Qinyan's face changed, quite unkind, and he reluctantly pulled up a smile and said, "I'm sorry, it's my poor consideration, don't blame me." ”
"Don't take it as an example!" The only narrow eyes that leaked suddenly lit up, and the brilliance passed, and there was a kind of sharpness that could penetrate people's hearts, as if it could completely see through Yuan Qinyan.
Yuan Qinyan raised his eyes, and when he met his eyes, a slight sense of unhappiness rose in his heart. His face was a little gloomy. But he endured it.
glanced at the blind and helpless people behind Yuan Qinyan.
"More and more carried away, a rabble. Suddenly, the black-robed man's teasing voice had a faint mockery in his tone. "Have you forgotten what you're here for?"
Everyone was in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say more.
One of them was so angry that his brain was congested, and without thinking about it, he raised his sword and pointed it at him, scolding: "What kind of thing are you, dare to be rude to the Holy Land?"
With a "bang", the sword in his hand was inexplicably provoked, and it was thrown far away, and it was three points into the ground.
The man only felt a tingling in his scalp, and froze in place, and then felt a chill in his neck, and the next moment his head and body were divided. Blood sprayed the faces of the people around him.
At this moment, they didn't care about wiping it, and on their backs, cold sweat brushed the water. Thinking that if it was impulsive, everyone was afraid for a while.
"Trash!" the black-robed man curled his lips coldly, with a hint of mockery.
"Okay, it's not too early, quickly set up the formation for the deity! After a while, if you can't complete it, he will be your end!" Immediately, a piece of yarn fluttered into Yuan Qinyan's hands.
The black-robed man also disappeared.
Yuan Qinyan looked at the array diagram in his hand, his eyes flashed slightly, his eyes were very complicated, this person was definitely a master of the peak realm of innate breaking dao, who was he?