He's dead?

Hua Xiong is so dead?

He has three rings of light! I don't know how many years each one has been cultivated, and the protection of the three immortals is boundless, even the ancestor of the primordial god who has survived a few calamities can't help him!

Now it's so dead, there is not even a scum left of the dead, and even the soul of the dead will be turned to ashes and will melt into nature as dust.

What's even more terrifying is that no one knows how he died.

The man in white, the ancient breeze, didn't do anything from beginning to end, just a word to extinguish, just one word, Hua Xiong was really wiped out......

If it wasn't for seeing it with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe that this was true, even if they witnessed it with their own eyes at this moment, everyone couldn't believe it, even Su Wu was no exception, and the more than ten reincarnated powers in the distance were also panicked when they saw this scene, and they fell into deep fear as if they had seen the ghosts and gods of eternity.

"Ancient ...... Gu Qingfeng, what the hell are you ...... Who is it?"

Finally, Su Wu couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart anymore, held back the tremor in her heart, and asked a question that everyone wanted to know the answer to.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the west side, which was the direction of the Taixuan Monument of the Jiuhua Alliance, and replied softly: "Who am I, what do I have to do with you." ”

"I ......"

Su Wu was speechless for a while, not knowing how to respond.

And at this moment, a group of more than ten people galloped in the distance, and these more than ten people were all advanced in cultivation, and their bodies flashed with blood-colored brilliance, as if they were burning.

It's bloody!

The people who come must be Chixiao people.

Ziyang and the others fixed their eyes and saw that the person who came was the Chixiao person who was sitting on the two rudders of the thunder cloud and electric clouds, and the leader was none other than the old incense master of Fang Qingfang.

Seeing the old incense master, Ziyang and the others were particularly excited, and immediately stepped forward to salute, they were all disciples of the Black Immortal Banner of the Chixiao Sect back then, and Fang Qing was the incense master of the Black Immortal Banner, and was their leader.

Fang Qing was an old man with gray hair, his expression was very heavy, to be exact, full of murderous aura.

Truly.

A few days ago, he went to the Great Northwest Frontier to visit the old man of Heishui, but the old man of Heishui went out and did not return, and at that time, he received a message from his disciple Ma Gan, and learned that his disciple Ma Zhengtian was beaten half to death, and rushed back as soon as possible, but when he was on the road, he was ambushed by several people from the Immortal Dynasty and delayed for a few days.

What Fang Qing didn't expect was that not long ago, his mind was suddenly frustrated, and he didn't want to speed up immediately.

He once gave his apprentice Ma Gan a soul bracelet, what he was afraid of was that Ma Gan's life was in danger, and he was frustrated on the road, he knew that Ma Gan must have encountered a danger to his life, so he rushed here like crazy.

Seeing Ziyang and the others, Fang Qing was first overjoyed, and then anxiously asked, "What about my apprentice, did something happen to him?"

Ziyang didn't know how to explain this matter to Fang Qing, and Fang Qing probably saw Ma Gan, who was kneeling on the ground and was dying, and rushed over in an instant.

Ma Gan did not die.

But there is only one breath left.

Kneeling on the ground at this moment, people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

Fang Qing rushed over and shouted.

"In vain!"

Since Fang Qing was the incense master of the Chixiao Sect, he was naturally also the master who had traveled all the way out of the sea of blood, and he could see at a glance that Ma Gan's current situation was basically no different from death, he was immediately furious, and the blood was burning wildly!

Oh!

The spirit of the dragon elephant roared out, and the dragon's groan shook the sky, and the earth was frightened by the anger.

"Who is it! Who killed my disciple!"

In the air, Gu Qingfeng responded: "It's me." ”

"Take your life!"

Fang Qing sacrificed the Glaive Knife and waved it with both hands, wanting to kill Gu Qingfeng.

"Old incense master! no!

Seeing this, Ziyang and the others immediately dodged over and stopped Fang Qing, saying, "Old Incense Master, he is the son of Chiyan!"

"He can't be the son of the king of heaven!"

Fang Qing's eyes were red, staring at Gu Qingfeng with murderous intent, Ziyang and the others wanted to explain, but at this time, Gu Qingfeng's voice came: "Ziyang, you stand down." ”

"Childe, the old incense lord was just blinded by anger and lost his mind......"

As Ziyang was speaking, Gu Qingfeng drank in a deep voice: "Stand down!"

Gu Qingfeng shouted angrily, without any authority, but Ziyang and the others no longer dared to slack off, and retreated one after another.

"Fang Qing, let's do it, let me see how capable you are. ”

"Junior, the old man is going to cut you with a thousand knives today!"

Fang Qing held the Glaive Knife in both hands, the blood was burning wildly, mixed with a crackling sound, and the nine-meter-tall dragon elephant spirit wrapped around the Glaive Knife and let out a deafening roar.

Gu Qingfeng just stood like that, still not dodging or dodging, there was still no spiritual breath on his body, when Fang Qing attacked, a strange scene happened again, Fang Qing, whose eyes were red, raised the Glaive Knife in his hand but did not cut it down.

He didn't freeze in mid-air like Hua Xiong before, he could still move, everyone could see it clearly, Fang Qing was not unable to move, but in the face of Gu Qingfeng, his glaive knife couldn't cut it down.

Is he afraid?

Or are you scared?

No!

Neither

Neither fear nor fear!

As for what it was, no one knew, not even Fang Qing.

He only knew that his dragon elephant spirit seemed to be in awe of the man in white in front of him.

This feeling of awe made him gradually come to his senses, blinded by anger.

Seeing this scene, the other Chixiao people who came with Fang Qing thought that something had happened, and they all sacrificed the blood and the dragon elephant spirit, brandishing the glaive knife and slashing it over, and similarly, in the face of Gu Qingfeng, the glaive knife in their hands was still in the air, and they couldn't cut it down at all.

Every Chixiao person is inseparable from the dragon elephant spirit, and the dragon elephant spirit is in awe, and so are they.

For them, this kind of awe seems to be innate and deep-rooted, it comes from the dragon elephant spirit, but also from the depths of their hearts, and even from their souls, it is not important, the important thing is that this awe makes them involuntarily think of a person, a person who makes them equally awe.

A man who once led them to heaven and earth, killed gods when they met gods, and killed Buddhas when they met Buddhas.

Someone who gives them a second life and gives them respect.

A man who carried all their glorious years.

A person they dare not think about, and they still miss it.

It's really that feeling.

I miss it a lot.

More amazement.

"What's the matter?" Gu Qingfeng was expressionless, and asked lightly, "Didn't you want my life?"

Fang Qing, who had regained his senses, glanced at the other dozen or so Chixiao people, and they all saw horror and horror in each other's eyes.