The giant man with the head of a wolf and a bear body quickly changed, turning into the appearance of an old wizard, and he was the leader of the Dark Witch Sect.

"Tudan Honglie, how did he appear here?"

The moment they saw the old wizard, many monks from Taiyi, Dao Sect, Wutai Mountain and other places frowned.

When the Jin Kingdom set out from Liaodong and swept through the Central Plains, the head of the Black Witch Sect, Shan Honglie, drove the Central Plains, and many cultivators also saw him, and even in order to have a good relationship with the Great Jin Kingdom, they also had many disciples to join the Black Witch Sect.

For example, the abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain is really like the little junior brother of the Zen master, Zhentong, who left his hair and joined the Black Witch Sect, and at this time he was standing behind the old wizard apprentice Shan Honglie.

However, what puzzled Zhenru was that their little junior brother bowed his head at the moment, respectful to the extreme, and looked at the old wizard as if he were a god.

Now it's a big problem. ’

Really like a few brothers, their hearts trembled slightly.

Even the monks of Wutai Mountain can't put their eggs in one basket at the same time, so it is understandable to invest in many ways.

Originally, it was expected that Fengzhou was so powerful, none of the major sects in the Central Plains were opponents, and the Black Witch Sect was even more frightened by the people of the Jin Kingdom and took the initiative to suppress it. Who would have thought that he would dare to jump out and provoke Feng Zhou.

"It's unwise. Feng Zhenren is so strong in the world, even the elders of the Dark Witch Sect don't know how many they have killed, how can he be challenged by an old wizard?"

"Although Tu Shan Honglie is strong, it is expected to be the level of Fahai and Hong Zhong, and the Dark Witch Sect has been attacked, and it is no longer as strong as before, isn't he sent to death when he appears?"

"Kill yourself. ”

Many of the monks shook their heads.

The Northern Warlocks, including Taiyi and the Great Dao Sect, did not have a trace of respect for the former Northern Male Lord in their eyes. Now that the Central Plains has changed the sky, no matter what magical powers Tu Shan Honglie has cultivated, he is not the opponent of the sealed boat, and he is destined to flee in embarrassment.

"Tu Shan Honglie showed up the best, just in time, captured him, and used it as a sentinel battle for Feng Zhenren to cross the river and Jingjing. ”

Some people are even gearing up and eager to try.

Many scattered monks shook their heads, and they dared to provoke the closure of the boat? I didn't see that the entire Central Plains was swept by the sealing boat, and many places set up shrines to worship him.

"Old horseman, you are looking for death, and in front of Captain Feng, you can also be presumptuous?"

There was a Dao Sect master, named Zhang Yuan, who shouted loudly. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding two gauntlets and double grooves, and shot directly at the old wizard.

Zhang Yuan is also a well-known master of magic in the north, is the junior disciple of the sect leader Wuwuzi, has been famous for more than ten years, and is quite famous in the northern magic world, even in the face of the disciple Shan Honglie, he thinks that he has the power of battle, and he has the power of resistance, especially his handguard double ditch, a son and a mother, can be near or far, and the strength is great!

"Go. ”

Zhang Yuan pinched the trick.

The gauntlet shuanggou immediately turned into two black mangs, chasing the light, and instantly shot in front of the old wizard. The double ditch is extremely sharp, fast as lightning, even if some big masters can't react, they may be hit, Zhang Yuan relied on this to dare to make a move, and wanted to make a good impression in front of Feng Zhou.

"Bang. ”

Contrary to Zhang Yuan's expectations.

As soon as the pair of shuanggou shot into the range of the old wizard's three zhang, it was like crashing into a thick glue, extremely congealed, it was difficult to move at all, and there was no way to enter, so that Zhang Yuan's face was red, and he tried his best to control the shuanggou, but he couldn't get in.

"Brother Zhang Dao, did you wander last night, your brain doesn't turn, and your mana is difficult to use?" the group of warlocks laughed.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Yuan was annoyed.

"Haha. The crowd laughed again.

"Look at me. ”

One of them walked out, and the faces of the people around him suddenly turned slightly condensed, and even a few old monks from Wutai Mountain looked at him.

This man dressed in ordinary clothes, known as the "Flying Swordsman", does not know who the master is, and does not accept apprentices, he is at ease alone, subduing demons everywhere and eliminating demons, and his strength is not trivial.

Especially the short sword in his hand, it is said to be an ancient divine weapon, even ordinary magic weapons can't hurt a bit, I don't know how many demon pills have been broken.

"Break it for me. ”

The flying swordsman stepped out in one step, the lightning was like flying, his hair and clothes were blazing, his eyes were like mysteries, and the divine sword in his hand was blooming with incomparably brilliant light.

That sword is even enough to catch up with the peerless master.

All the monks who saw the flying swordsman's move were all moved. Many people who had underestimated and ignored him before had to admit it. This person's skills are mysterious, and all kinds of supernatural powers are indeed not inferior to supernatural mages.

"Click. ”

But the Flying Swordsman was defeated even worse than Zhang Yuan.

I only saw that the old wizard apprentice Shan Honglie raised his hand casually and pointed it out lightly.

That finger was an understatement, without a trace of pyrotechnics, and without the slightest mana, so it was pointed at the short sword. Immediately afterwards, the divine sword, which was known as extremely strong and invincible, actually broke from the tip of the sword inch by inch, and the powerful body created by the flying swordsman through the Xuan Divine Skill directly shattered, exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and destroyed the body and soul.

"Shhh ”

That moment.

Everyone gasped.

Among the many masters who have gathered in the north, the flying swordsman can be said to be one of the strongest, this kind of great swordsman who is rampant in the world is Wutai Mountain and Shaolin Temple all salute for three points, but they didn't expect Jing to be so vulnerable!

Feng Zhou's subordinates, whether they were generals or warlocks, were all taken aback.

"How did this old wizard become so strong?" many people were stunned.

"Although Shan Honglie, the leader of the Black Witch Sect, is powerful, but as soon as people see that in front of him, his strength can be equal to Xue Daoguang, the real person of Daoyuan, how can he be so powerful?"

As for those who know that the 'Flying Swordsman' is fine, it is a basin of cold water toppings, which is cold to the bone.

Killing flying swordsmen with one finger, such strength has exceeded their imagination. Even the gods and men in the sky may not be able to do it, is it an existence as invincible in the world as Feng Zhou?

"But that's it. ”

Tu Shan Honglie opened his mouth and said, his eyes were indifferent.

"Who are you?"

Someone shouted excitedly.

Obviously, he is by no means a single martyr.

If Tu Shan Honglie was so powerful, he wouldn't be unable to stay in the Jin Kingdom.

If Shan Honglie can kill the flying swordsman with one finger, why is this?

"No matter who dares to provoke Captain Feng, he is looking for death. The elder of Nanchan Temple, Zhi Shen, said coldly.

Dozens of northern cultivators coincidentally pressed on him, including Xin Qiji, Pang Yong and others were also eager to try. wanted to swing his sword and slash at Tu Shan Honglie, but Feng Zhou opened his mouth at this moment.

His brows tightened, and his eyes were solemn to the extreme:

"You're the Black Rakshasa either?"

Feng Zhou asked, but in an extremely affirmative tone. He looked at Tu Shan Honglie fixedly, there was only a piece of fighting intent left in his eyes, the long hair behind his back was fluttering without wind, and his clothes were hunting like battle flags.

"Black Rakshasa who is that?"

Everyone was stunned.

And a few Buddhist monks, their faces had changed at this moment, and they looked up at Tu Shan Honglie, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Too ...... What does Taiwei mean, no...... No, this person is the Lord of Hades...... Black Rakshasa right?" the host of Qingliang Temple really stammered.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

When many people were about to open their mouths to reprimand, the disciple Shan Honglie had already made a move. In the face of many warlocks who pressed up, he only stepped out.

"Boom. ”

That moment.

The overwhelming terrifying aura is coming!

That disciple Shan Honglie instantly turned into a great god, with a wolf head and a bear body, but it was extremely terrifying, incomparably coercive, and incomparably powerful.

"Smack. ”

The wolf-headed bear body just raised his hand slightly, opened and pressed down.

"Boom!"

It seems that the thunder exploded, and dozens of warlocks, no matter what realm they are, have all turned into powder under this palm, and even before the palm power has arrived, many people have exploded all over their bodies along with magic weapons to their bodies, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

"It's not good, let's go!"

Even if there were a few Taiyi masters, Xiao Baozhen's junior disciples, their faces changed wildly, and they were about to leave, but under the palm of the wolf's head and bear's body, they were all killed on the spot, and their entire bodies were slapped into meat patties.

"Boom!"

Just a palm.

Most of the magicians who were gathered by Feng Zhou died, and the rest of the people trembled when they faced the wolf's head and bear body, and their whole bodies froze, and they raised their heads in a daze, so frightened that their souls seemed to freeze.

"The Lord of Hades, Black Rakshasa, how can he appear in the human world?"

A few well-informed people were stunned and couldn't believe it.

Many people closed their eyes sadly, their hearts were full of despair, and only two words came out of their mouths: "Miserable!"

This great demon king is so good, who else in the world can suppress him?