Deacon Yinfeng frowned solemnly at this moment, his mind was still immersed in the sword that had just been Wen Qingye, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time, has this named disciple's swordsmanship reached this point? It's terrifying.

Wen Qingye glanced at the people of the Ancient Kingdom of Luochen, and said lightly: "Killing you is like killing chickens and dogs, do you believe it?"

Wow!

Isn't this exactly what Zhong Liang said?

As one of the four ancient kingdoms, although the Falling Dust Ancient Kingdom is not as strong as the Great Yan Dynasty, when has it been so insulted?

At this moment, everyone in the ancient kingdom of Falling Dust was silent, and there was no such scene of scrambling at the beginning, and their faces turned into the color of pig liver, and then they glanced at each other, and remained silent tacitly.

Geng Yuefeng raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? No one? Didn't they all shout to go up just now?" Why don't you go on now?"

When everyone in the Ancient Kingdom of Falling Dust heard Geng Yue's words, they looked at Chen Fan and the other two people who were lying on the ground, and lowered their heads at the same time, not daring to come out.

Zhong Liang looked at Wen Qingye in front of him, and a strong evil aura appeared in his eyes: "This Wen Qingye is not something they can compare, it seems that this time I will go up, I said that killing him is like killing chickens and dogs, I will never break my word"

Zhong Liang said, walking towards the front.

He walked to the middle of the four pillars, looked at Wen Qingye from top to bottom, nodded and said, "I actually know that you Tianwu Kingdom, a small country in the southwest border, used to be from where I was."

The corners of Wen Qingye's mouth were still slightly hooked, and he didn't speak, his eyes looked at Zhong Liang, and he knew that Zhong Liang's words were not finished.

"Because I'm a kamikaze!"

"What!?"

Cheng Yu and Yan Xiangyang's mouths opened slightly, and they looked at Zhong Liang in disbelief.

Zhong Liang said with a smile: "People go to high places, water flows to low places, I understood this truth a long time ago, so I spent all my family property five years ago, and hired two masters of the Eight Heavens of God Refining to escort me to the Ancient Land of Falling Dust."

"You gave everything you had, just in exchange for a so-called opportunity in your eyes?" Wen Qingye said with a slight smile.

Zhong Liang didn't care about the sarcasm in Wen Qingye's tone, and said arrogantly: "So I'm strong now, aren't I?"

"Whew!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand pulled out a few sword flowers and didn't say a word.

"But I am a member of the Kamikaze Country, and I have never forgotten this, and I have also inquired about the news of the Sixteen Kingdoms and the secret land of Qianchuan," Zhong Liang said to himself, as if Wen Qingye didn't care whether he listened or not.

Suddenly, Zhong Liang's eyes shot a dark light, "So, today I swear to kill you and pay tribute to the heavenly spirits of all the people of my kamikaze country."

The moment he walked towards Wen Qingye, a breath like a sea wave surged out, enveloping the top of the entire hidden peak.

Phew!

There seemed to be a trace of ghost crying in his ears, and a strong crisis shrouded his heart, Wen Qingye was already careful, but at this moment, when he heard the sound of screaming around him, he didn't think about it, and a majestic energy swept out.

Hearing only the sound of sneering and the fluctuation of energy, Zhong Liang found that the black poisonous mist turned into by his vitality could not get close to Wen Qingye at all.

This black qi poisonous mist is a special kind of martial arts to practice, the peak martial arts of the Nine Grades is terrifying, and it is invincible to use this trick in the past, but today it is blocked by the vitality in Wen Qingye's body, and it can't penetrate into it.

"This Wen Qingye really has two hits" Zhong Liang was slightly surprised in his heart, this was the first time he had met Wen Qingye who was not afraid of his poisonous gas at all. How did he know that the vitality in Wen Qingye's body was cultivated from the longevity technique, and it was extremely pure, not to mention that releasing the poison technique in front of Wen Qingye was not an axe?

"Die!"

Zhong Liang stood up in the air, grabbed his palm towards Wen Qingye, and his right hand turned into a miserable white bone claw, with a strange fluctuation, directly forcibly tearing Wen Qingye's vitality, and then went straight to the top of Wen Qingye's head.

"Just in time!"

Wen Qingye's hands were constantly flowing, and strange seals appeared in his palms.

"The first form of the immortal seal method!

The cold and biting cold wind continued to invade, and the immortal seal method blasted out directly from Wen Qingye's palm, facing Zhong Liang's bone claw.

Hearing a bang, the bone claw turned into pieces, and Zhong Liang felt that his entire arm was in pain, as if he had been pierced by thousands of needles.

"This Wen Qing night, I actually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger! I didn't expect the vitality to be so profound."

Zhong Liang's arm was hit hard, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and looked away, thinking of this, Zhong Liang quickly stepped back.

He knew that although Wen Qingye was only a heavy heaven in the Yin and Yang Realm, his cultivation had been suppressed by the Ten Heavens of Qi Cultivation, the Ten Heavens of Yuan Refining, and the Ten Heavens of God Refining, and he had long been comparable to ordinary masters of the Yin and Yang Realm One Heavy Heavens.

"Humph!"

Wen Qingye snorted coldly, and the exquisite seal method of his palm condensed again.

Rumble!

The black shadow was hazy, as if something slowly appeared behind Wen Qingye, and the gloomy aura was clear.

After a while, I saw a ghostly glittering, majestic, and vast hall slowly emerging behind Wen Qingye, exuding a breathing death.

This hall looked like a reflection as if it came from the Nine Shadows, but it obscured the sky, and even the sky seemed to be darkened.

There seemed to be wandering spirits around, standing quietly and prostrate one by one.

This is the Yama Temple, the place where judgment is born and dies.

"The third form of the immortal seal method!

The seal in Wen Qingye's hand suddenly urged, and the immortal seal in his palm rushed directly towards Zhong Liang.

Where the immortal seal passed, there was a sneering sound in the air, shaking everyone's hearts, and Zhong Liang's ghost crying wolf howl just now seemed to be child's play, and it was not worth mentioning at all in this vast palace.

Geng Yue's eyes suddenly brightened, and her long eyelashes moved with it, "This martial arts is definitely not lower than the martial arts of high-level Wang Pin, where did this kid get such supreme martial arts?"

You must know that most of the registered disciples now use eight-rank and nine-grade martial arts, and only a few people in ancient countries or sects who have taken care of them have Wang Pin martial arts cultivation.

And even if there is Wang Pin martial arts, it is not necessarily possible to cultivate successfully in such a short time, the more advanced the martial arts, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

Zhong Liang retreated, with a shocked look on his face, but his hands and feet were not slow, only to see that his palms suddenly exuded purple black gas, with a hint of domineering momentum in the coldness.

This is exactly the low-level Wang Pin Martial Arts Ghost Claw.

"The Ghost is powerful!"

Suddenly, there was an extra ghost claw in the air, and the black air flow around this ghost claw was terrifying, as if the sky was about to collapse.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Everyone only felt that the wind was blowing violently, and the sound of explosion and thunder sounded in their ears, and they couldn't help but be rolling with blood and blood, and they quickly retreated one by one.

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