Now the people in the thirty-six phalanxes can't hurt Yang Pojun at all.

It made them a little nervous too.

Ge Feng, who was standing in front of the Ge family at this moment, frowned.

A middle-aged man beside Ge Feng said in a low voice: "Patriarch, last time this guy was only a mythical master cultivator, this time the strength he showed seems to have improved." ”

Ge Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I vaguely feel that he is a king-level master."

"What!!" The man's eyes widened and said, "How long has it been, how can he be a king-level master?" Even in our entire Youzhou Province, no one has such a fast speed. ”

Ge Feng also took a deep breath and said: "Yes, I don't feel like it's possible, but the aura he exudes, I feel a little similar to mine, of course, I'm not sure yet." ”

Just when everyone was staring at Yang Pojun.

Yang Pojun sneered: "Since you can't hurt me, then it's time for me to do it." ”

Yang Pojun's voice fell.

Suddenly, Yang Pojun shouted angrily: "Overlord gun! ”

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the spear in Yang Pojun's hand suddenly became violent.

Where the spear passed, it seemed to be a dragon going out to sea, majestic.

"Poof!"

The spear pierced directly through the chest of a Ge family master, and blood spilled.

And Yang Pojun didn't stop, grabbing the handle of the spear and shaking it one by one.

Shout!

I saw that the sharp tip of the spear in front of the spear crossed the necks of the two Ge family masters, and the blood sprinkled an elegant arc in the night.

"Hahaha!"

"It turns out that your Ge family, the ancient martial family, only has such strength, which really disappoints me!"

"Then now, I will let you know thoroughly what it means to have people outside the people and mountains outside the mountains, and the strong have their own strong hands! A swarm of ants, vulnerable! ”

Yang Pojun held the spear in both hands, and his speed suddenly accelerated.

Suddenly, his steps became mysterious.

And the masters of the Ge family couldn't grasp Yang Pojun's trajectory at all, and wherever Yang Pojun passed, someone fell in a pool of blood.

"Ah, Patriarch, help!"

"No!"

At this moment, the people of the Ge family instantly fell into fear.

Ge Feng immediately said in a deep voice: "Everyone, retreat!" ”

And Ge Feng himself took out the long sword from the hand of a master next to him, and in a flash, he came to Yang Pojun.

Yang Pojun saw Ge Feng's long sword slashing towards him.

Yang Pojun's spear collided and left.

Bang.

Suddenly, both of them felt that their arms were sore, and their bodies were blown back by the violent wind.

I saw that Yang Pojun and Ge Feng's bodies, at this moment, they all exuded the strong pressure of king-level masters.

This pressure is too strong.

It seems to be the Ancient Divine Mountain, and the masters of the Ge family around the oppression are already unstable, and their legs have begun to swing non-stop.

The last of those with low strength directly popped and fell to their knees.

"Oh my God, he's actually a king-level master?"

"Yes, the last time he was caught by our Ge family, isn't he only at the level of a mythical master, it's only been a few days, and his cultivation is a king-level master? No, how could it be! ”

"It's terrible, is there any secret on him, in our Youzhou Province, he has never heard anyone say that someone's cultivation has broken through so quickly."

At this moment, everyone in the Ge family is talking.

More often than not, his expression began to panic.

They couldn't figure out how Yang Pojun could suddenly become a king-level master.

They've never heard of it.

In addition to shock, I was still shocked!

More often than not, it feels terrible!

Around Yang Pojun and Ge Feng's bodies, the murderous aura was rolling.

The aura of the king-level masters on the two of them collided with each other, as if sparks were flickering in the void.

Ge Feng frowned and said, "Boy, I didn't expect that it has only been so many days, and you are at the king-level master level, you really shocked me." ”

Yang Pojun smiled and said: "There are many things that shock you, Ge Feng, show your true strength!" ”

Yang Pojun rushed towards Ge Feng again.

And Ge Feng is no different.

Suddenly, the two king-level masters fought with each other, and they saw that their speed was too fast.

Ordinary people, in the darkness of the night, simply can't see clearly.

The fight between the two became more and more ferocious.

The leaves of the trees around them began to fall from the void.

And not far from Ge's house, a killer wearing a blood-weeping killer suit, holding a sword in both hands, leaned against a big tree.

It was as if he was one with the night.

The killers who wept blood were all wearing hoods, green robes, and straw sandals on their feet.

I heard that the killer of weeping blood has been extended since ancient times.

So their outfits, very retro style.

It is rumored that the founder of the Weeping Blood Killer has always been a mysterious existence, and the only people who have seen him use the Yin and Yang Sword Technique are the dead!

This mysterious existence, in China, walks in the dark.

No one knows who the person behind him is.

Under the cloak of this blood-weeping killer, a small voice came from the ear to which it could not be heard at all.

"I've been looking for you for so long, and I've finally found you."

"I heard that your kid has cultivated my blood-weeping yin and yang sword technique, then I will see how many layers you have cultivated, if the level is not high, I'm sorry, use your blood to sacrifice my blood!"

This blood-weeping killer talks about drinking blood.

The long sword in his hand roared slightly, as if in answer to his master's words.

At this moment, the fight between Yang Pojun and Ge Feng is inseparable.

"Boom!"

Yang Pojun and Ge Feng smashed each other's chests with a punch at the same time.

Swish!

Their bodies, rubbing against the ground, were rapidly retreating.

The body stepped back for about three meters, and at the same time bent down and slapped his palms on the ground.

Syllable!

Five fingers into the grasp, this is the brake of the car.

Both of them raised their heads, their narrow eyes, staring at each other, only cold.

The corners of Yang Pojun's mouth hooked up a cold smile and said: "Ge Feng, since you don't use all your strength, then I'll force you, it's up to you to see if you can resist!" ”

Yang Pojun held the spear in his hand with both hands.

Yang Pojun stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Ge Feng.

"The second shot of the overlord gun, the gun is like a dragon!"

Bang.

At this moment, the spear in Yang Pojun's hand was like an angry dragon rushing towards Ge Feng.

The spear in Ge Feng's hand also emitted a powerful murderous phantom.

The attack of the two men collided in the middle.

The second shot of the Overlord Gun is a marksmanship created by Yang Pojun himself, and today is the first time he has used it!

I hope I don't let him down Yang Pojun!!

Yang Pojun took a deep breath, and his whole demeanor was also focused on the spear in his hand.

(End of chapter)