The creator of Fengming Jue is the first master of Chao Fengyi, that is, the founder of the prosperous era of the Wutang Dynasty, and the empress Wu Zetian of the first generation.

So this Martial Empress, before she created the Feng Ming Jue, what ancient martial arts did she practice, and what ancient martial arts did she practice?

There are very few people who can answer this question.

This old guy is not easy to mess with, and he will not be restrained.

His body was stiff, faintly straight, and the ninety-five heavenly power he exuded enveloped the earth, as if he wanted to compare with heaven and earth.

The top of the Ninety-Five is a strong person who has opened the spiritual aura.

You can feel the power of heaven and earth perfectly.

The power of heaven and earth that surpasses the power of qi and blood.

This kind of strong person has the ability to shatter the world when he raises his hands and feet.

Saki Chunlai's eyebrows lit up a little light, that was the location of the spiritual aperture, and there was more spiritual power invisibly.

Spiritual coercion is the most terrifying!

Martial artists below the ninety-five level are basically unstoppable.

Because the unopened spiritual aperture, and the peak of the spiritual aperture, are not at the same level of existence at all.

With the power of the spiritual aperture, Saki Chunlai carried the power of heaven and earth, pressed Leng Er, and said slowly: "The old man and the emperor were born in the same era, and in terms of seniority, they should be the elders of your younger generations!" ”

As a result, no one paid attention to him.

At this time, I am afraid it is too late.

The emperor's first apprentice, Leng'er, may not have these things in her cognition.

Leng Er looked at Saki Chunlai, raised his left hand, and the white jade finger fell.

The power of heaven and earth gathered by Saki Chunlai formed a coercive momentum, and it was instantly broken by Leng Er's finger.

The white phoenix behind her was illusory, spread her wings, and once again sounded the loud sound of the phoenix, carrying the power of heaven and flapping her wings down.

Heavenly Mighty Phoenix Shadow.

It's a phoenix strike!

With just one blow, the phoenix shadow swept through the night, and a faint layer of white frost appeared on the green leaves of the grass and trees on the ground.

Frost covered a radius of thirty miles.

It's all caused by the shadow of the ice wind.

This is the ancient martial arts method that Leng Er cultivated.

With this ancient martial arts, she is in her prime, and she has entered the realm of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

You must know that the emperor has seven disciples, and only Xiao Qi Ningbei has inherited the spirit summoning technique.

His six senior sisters must practice other ancient martial arts.

As a teacher, how could the emperor let his first disciple cultivate the ordinary ancient martial arts that were commonly seen in the outside world.

The ancient martial arts method cultivated by Leng Er has a great origin!

The phantom of the phoenix swept over the top of Saki Harrai's head, and the phoenix's beak landed on Saki Harrai's forehead.

Harrai Saki raised his left hand and placed it across his face.

The beak of the phoenix phantom bird, pecked through his fleshy palm, landed on his left eye, and with just one blow, the eyeball flew out, accompanied by an extremely cold force, covering half of the old thing's cheek, a black hole-like wound, and faintly appeared ice.

In an instant, Saki Harurai's terrible screams resounded throughout Fuso Island.

At the pinnacle of the ninety-five year, he became a one-eyed dragon.

Scrapped out of one eye.

Immediately after, the phoenix shadow dissipated.

Leng Er stared at this scene, still so indifferent and ruthless.

Saki Chunlai was frightened, it was true that he was born in the same era as the emperor, but in the era of the emperor, Saki Chunlai was an ant, but the emperor was a god in the world.

Saki Harrai didn't even have the qualifications to see the emperor's true face up close.

The horror of the emperor shrouded the hearts of all the warriors of that era.

And now, still!

Hundreds of years later, Saki Harrai may have forgotten the era of fear when he was ruled by the emperor.

But Saki Harrai didn't expect that the strength of the emperor's first disciple Leng Er would be so terrifying.

He was originally an ancestor-level figure in the Kuroki Country.

Now, it doesn't seem difficult for Leng Er to kill him.

There is also a gap between the Ninth Five!

What's more, a genius like Leng Er, there are few opponents in the same rank.

Liu Yanrou had said before that there were no more than five people who opened their spiritual apertures before entering the Ninety-Five Realm.

It's just cold is one of them!

Saki Harrai turned around and yelled, "Yagi, save me!" ”

Swish!

An old man covered in black clothes, thin as wood, no more than one meter five tall, extremely fast, but did not cause any fluctuations, like a person without the breath of life, quietly appeared behind Leng Er.

He wore a black scarf and held a pitch-black dagger in his hand.

He intends to attack and kill Leng'er!

Leng Er turned her back to him, and seemed to be forever cold, like a small log, without human emotion.

Ning Bei said angrily: "Eldest sister! ”

Leng Er looked at Ning Bei lightly, she had never spoken all the year round, and her temperament was extremely cold, and her cherry lips lightly opened: "It's a shame if you haven't entered the Ninth Five-Year Plan!" ”

Ningbei: "......"

After a moment of speechlessness.

Ningbei is so angry, is it time to talk about shame?

Leng Er was attacked and killed behind his back!

In Leng Er's eyes, Ning Bei inherited the trick of Summoning the Spirit Emperor, and when the age of the weak crown is reached, it should be ranked among the Ninth Five-Year Emperor.

Ningbei inherited the trick of the Emperor of Summoning Spirit.

But since he was a child, he has never cultivated the Spirit Summoning Emperor Technique.

If you cultivate the spirit technique, you will inevitably suppress all the martial artists of your generation.

This exercise is too domineering!

Ningbei didn't really use this terrifying ancient martial art until after the age of the weak crown, because the sons of Beiliang and these younger brothers were no longer around.

Although Xiao Han often accompanies Ning Bei, Xiao Han is a foodie!

He had already given up on himself, with his brother Ning Bei here, Xiao Han didn't practice all day long, stubbornly disobeyed discipline, and made it clear that he was lying flat, so that his brother would protect him for the rest of his life.

Xiao Han is so fine, practicing ancient martial arts is hard and tiring, it is better to lie down and be a younger brother, if you have something to do with his brother, you have nothing to play by yourself, you can't beat others, so you call his brothers and beat them together.

Xiao Han has done this kind of thing many times.

He's been a thief since he was a kid!

Bei Liang's vein belongs to him shrewdly, like a simple man.

At the moment, under everyone's side eyes.

The short, lean and thin martial artist Yaqi Mountain who sneaked up on Leng Er was not weaker than Saki Chunlai at all, and it was very likely that he was also a remnant of the glorious period of ancient martial arts.

Yagishan held a dagger in his hand, as if he was stuck in mid-air, and the dagger never fell.

Above and below his body, a layer of white ice appeared faintly, and then enveloped his whole body.

The ice that appeared at the foot of Mt. Yaqi spread from under his feet for ten miles, and the temperature in the surrounding night suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

Ten miles of ice!

Leng Erlian moved lightly, ready to kill Saki Chunlai.

As a result, this old thing turned around and emitted a blood mist, and the whole person turned into a red shadow, turned around and fled without a trace.

At the cost of qi and blood, it turns into a blood escape, and the speed surges tenfold to save life.

There are very few people who can ban this kind of art in this era.

Leng Er frowned slightly, but she didn't chase after Saki Chunlai.

Because I can't catch up if I want to.

It just came at this moment.

In the frozen Baqi Mountain, the body moved slightly, and the ice on the surface of the body exploded instantly, like snow and mist, and the whole person turned around and ran.

After all, it was the pinnacle of the Ninety-Five, and the ice couldn't seal him at all.

Leng Er had already noticed it, turned around and cold his little hand, and suddenly fell with a palm.