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Chu Tang's halberd danced, rushing towards the white-haired old man at a speed like lightning, and the Heavenly Evil Seven Star Slash was also running at the same time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The vision of the Seven Stars appeared in the sky.

I saw that the ten halberds were like a pillar of light, and above this pillar of light, four stars were lit up in turn, and there was a majestic power poured into the halberd.

The power of the immortal rank also swayed in all directions in an instant.

"What kind of martial art is this, the power is so powerful. The white-haired old man was surprised, but soon sneered: "Even if this trick is weird, the gap in the realm is not so easy to make up, get out of me!"

The old man shouted arrogantly, and his copper-colored body slammed into Chu Tang head-on like a golden pagoda.

Chu Tang showed a cold smile in his eyes, he was an immortal-level martial art, with an immortal breath, it was enough to easily break through the old man's half-immortal body, and then the power in it was enough to hurt the old man, this old man was so ignorant that he collided with him at this moment, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Bang, snort!

The two clashed, and a striking sound sounded, but it was different from the previous sound of gold and iron clashing, but the sound of flesh and blood being broken.

After the light dissipated, a roar of pain sounded loudly: "Impossible!"

Immediately, the crowd was horrified to see that one of the white-haired old man's arms was cut off, and blood was sprinkled all over the earth.

"It turned out to be Chu Tang who won!" the crowd was shocked.

"How could it be, a half-step immortal powerhouse, how could Chu Tang be injured with one blow!"

The white-haired old man had shown so much strength before, and the result of this fight was so unexpected that the crowd couldn't accept this result.

"Immortal-level martial arts, real immortal-level martial arts!" The white-haired old man looked at Chu Tang with a shocked expression, his tone was very shocked, and his eyes were full of fear, greed and surprise.

In the distance, Ma Chang's eyes widened, full of incredulity.

Even the middle-aged, real immortal-level martial artist had his pupils shrunk fiercely at this moment, and he finally exclaimed: "The kid in the barren land, how did you get the immortal-level martial arts!"

This middle-aged man is Ma Chang's father, although he has just been promoted to the realm of turning immortals, he is also a real immortal martial artist, but even he does not have a real immortal-level martial art, he only has a pseudo-immortal-level martial art that he has an epiphany.

Immortal-level martial arts have always been something he dreamed of, but he has never been able to get it, because this level of martial arts can only be possessed by some big immortal-level forces, and those big forces also attach great importance to the inheritance of immortal-level martial arts, and will never easily let immortal-level martial arts leak out, so even if he becomes an immortal martial artist, he does not get a real immortal-level martial art.

And at this moment, what he couldn't get appeared in the hands of a sixteen-year-old boy in a barren place!

This immortal martial artist was jealous at first, and then the murderous machine came to his face: "I originally thought it was just a boring farce, but I didn't expect that there was an unexpected surprise, the kid handed over this immortal-level martial art today, I can disturb you from dying!"

As he spoke, he stepped out with a bang, and in an instant, the wind surged, and a domineering majesty that belonged to the immortal warrior enveloped the audience.

Under this majesty, the disciples of Lingshan in the distance all felt that their hearts were pressed by a boulder, and their breath was not smooth, and they almost spurted blood.

Chu Tang was also shrouded by this coercion, and as soon as the other party stepped out, he felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, and that kind of pressure made it difficult for him to even straighten his body, and he couldn't breathe when he was pressed.

"Immortal-level martial arts, I didn't expect that the dignified immortal powerhouse didn't even have a real immortal-level martial art. Chu Tang said, he really didn't expect this, according to what he thought, the people in the center of the Northern Martial Realm, and they are immortal-level powerhouses, no matter how down-and-out they are, they must be accompanied by an immortal skill, after all, it is a cultivation holy place that everyone yearns for.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed: "Do you think that the immortal-level martial arts are cabbage, and everyone can get them?" There is no great force to cultivate, there is no bad luck, even if the ordinary person is an immortal-level powerhouse, it is difficult for ordinary people to have an immortal-level martial art, I always thought that I was unlucky, until today I found out that my good luck has finally come, boy, hand over the immortal-level martial arts to me." ”

The middle-aged man said calmly, although his expression was very calm, his tone was full of an unquestionable determination, as if Chu Tang would be hit by the storm as long as he said a word.

That kind of seriousness and calmness makes people dare not make a sound.

This is a real immortal-level martial artist, and he can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a wave of his hand.

The audience fell silent, and Chu Tang did not respond for a long time.

The middle-aged immortal powerhouse looked at Chu Tang with sharp eyes: "What do you think?"

At a glance, the persecutive pressure suddenly surged towards Chu Tang like a tide.

In the midst of all the attention, Chu Tang took a deep breath, and in the next moment, his figure flashed, holding the Lang Evil Halberd in his hand, and slashed at Ma Chang, who was alone in the back.

"What, what are you going to do!" Ma Chang exclaimed, Chu Tang's blow came so suddenly that he could barely react.

And Chu Tang's painting halberd was sharp and pressing, and when a halberd fell, it would definitely be able to split him in half, after all, even the white-haired old man had an arm cut off, how could Ma Chang, a martial artist of the Heavenly Rank Seven Heavens, be able to block Chu Tang's attack.

"This!" The crowd looked at Chu Tang in shock, his performance was too sudden, too amazing.

He actually wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ma Chang, you must know that if he killed Ma Chang, it would completely anger the middle-aged immortal warrior, Chu Tang didn't want to die?

"Bold!" The middle-aged immortal martial artist was suddenly furious, his big hand tore through the void, and in an instant, he appeared to Chu Tang reluctantly, and that pair of hands that looked plain and unremarkable pinched on Chu Tang's Lang evil halberd.

Click!

Chu Tang's pupils condensed, and the Lang Evil Halberd, which he had not been able to get for a long time, was actually easily pinched out of the Dao Crack by the other party!

This is the best weapon of the Heavenly Rank, but in the hands of the Immortal Warrior, it is as fragile as foam!

"You dare to kill in front of me, your courage is really not ordinary!" The middle-aged immortal martial artist stared at Chu Tang, and there was a burst of killing intent in his pupils, but he kept holding on to this and did not make a move.

After Chu Tang took a deep breath, he smiled indifferently: "Are you bold? Do you think I will believe your words and hand over the martial arts to you, and you will let us go? Now I have something in my hand that you value, at least I can contain you, if it is given to you, then I am afraid that our life and death will only be in your thoughts, do you think I will easily hand over this martial art to you?"

"But you almost killed my son in front of me, aren't you afraid that I would rather give up my immortal level martial arts to kill you?" said the middle-aged immortal martial artist Sen Ran.

Chu Tang shrugged: "With you, I'm not so idiotic as to think that I can kill him so easily, I just want to try it, how heavy is the weight of my immortal-level martial arts in your heart, and now, if I make a move on your son, you can bear not to kill me, hehe, I think we can talk calmly." ”

The middle-aged immortal warrior's pupils condensed, and after taking a deep look at Chu Tang, he suddenly smiled: "What a good boy, with such a careful mind and such amazing behavior, I have to say that even I think you will be a big man in the future." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Chu Tang smiled gently, and then his expression became colder: "But I know that you will never let me grow up easily, so there is no need to say these words, let's talk about it, if you want an immortal-level martial art, at least you have to pay some price." ”

The middle-aged immortal warrior's expression became flattened: "Do you think a little more, as long as you are captured, do you think you still have the possibility of refusal?"

Chu Tang silently took out a book from the storage ring, then held it in his hand and said: "This is my immortal-level martial art, if you dare to make any changes, I will destroy him immediately, although my strength is very small in your eyes, but the power to destroy a book is still there." ”

"You dare!" The middle-aged immortal warrior's eyes narrowed, and he took a few deep glances at the book in Chu Tang's hand.

This book is simple and simple, and there is a touch of immortal spirit that has been inherited for a long time on it, and it is obvious that the book in Chu Tang's hand is an immortal-level martial art.

It was precisely when he discovered this that the middle-aged immortal martial artist was really restrained for a while, and he didn't dare to make any moves, just stared at Chu Tang coldly.

The two looked at each other, and neither side backed down, and the two instantly became the focus of the audience.

And when everyone in Lingshan saw that Chu Tang gradually took back a little initiative, they all couldn't help but want to cheer.

With the initiative in hand, then the other party will not dare to act easily, and they will be able to seek a trace of life for the people of Lingshan.

After a long time, the middle-aged immortal martial artist suddenly smiled softly: "Boy, you are really good, with the cultivation of the Heavenly Rank Six Heavens to break my control, this mind and calmness alone are not something that ordinary people can have, much stronger than my unsuccessful kid, but unfortunately, you still underestimate the immortal rank martial artist too much." ”

When the middle-aged man said this, Chu Tang had a bad feeling floating in his heart, and the middle-aged man finished all his words.

Airplanes!

A strange spatial fluctuation came out, and then Chu Tang was surprised to find that his entire body seemed to be bound by a strange force, and he couldn't move, and he couldn't even tear the book with his hands.

"It's ......," he said, his eyes startled.

The middle-aged immortal martial artist laughed: "You think I am so easy to be restrained by a small heaven-level martial artist, as early as when I found out that you have immortal-level martial arts, I have already secretly begun to arrange the formation, although my formation realm is not strong, but I can still do it against a small heaven-level martial artist, this formation is called the Spirit Binding Array, silent, it is difficult for people with lower strength than me to find its movements, and once it is discovered, it will be too late!"

With a hint of mockery on his face, the middle-aged man immediately moved unhurriedly, arrived in front of Chu Tang, and then casually took the book from Chu Tang's hand and flipped through it.

However, as he turned the first page, his face changed suddenly, and after the second and third pages were all turned over, the middle-aged complexion had become terrifying: "The Legend of Luoyan Mountain, this is a popular historical record, where is this immortal-level martial arts, boy, you dare to lie to me!"

Yes, Chu Tang didn't have any immortal-level martial arts in his hands, even if he had them, they were engraved in his mind, and what he took out before was just a fake book contaminated with a trace of immortal breath.

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