Chapter 443: Red Spirit Leaves a Message!
In the sky above the Yang family's martial arts arena, black shadows flickered, Tang Xingfeng reappeared, changing back into his previous costume, he went back and forth, less than an hour before and after, but he killed the master of Yang City's soul tower.
The owner of the Soul Building was killed, and the news would definitely reach the Yang family, how the people of the Yang family guessed, whether they would think of him or not, but that was all for later.
On this trip, Yang Wuxuan did not kill Yang Wuba, but he killed Ouyang Yu by the way.
"Senior Yang, my business is done. ”
Tang Xingfeng said, Yang Wuxuan and Yang Can heard this, and nodded to Yang Xi and the others.
"Xiaoxi, take care, everyone, you can do it yourself. ”
Yang Wuxuan got up and flew, and after finishing speaking, he didn't stay longer.
"Granny Xi, the grace of the original second-grade gathering spirit array and spirit beads, the younger generation has never forgotten, when he is free from Granny Xi, he will definitely come to Dafeng Six Swords City as a guest. ”
Tang Xingfeng bowed goodbye to Yang Xi, and immediately flew up.
"Old Patriarch ......"
"Head of Coach......
Everyone in the Yang family raised their heads and watched Yang Wuxuan and the three of them break through the air and leave.
Yang Wuba, who was seriously injured, felt very uncomfortable, he was deliberately trying to seize the patriarchal authority, and Yang Wuxuan was not here at all, especially Yang Wuxuan spared his life in order to take care of the Yang family, and he was even more ashamed of this comparison.
The three figures were not in a hurry or hurrying, and their speed was still maintained at the level of the sixth-order Spirit Emperor, so far, Yang Wuxuan would no longer underestimate Tang Xingfeng in the slightest, nor would he underestimate the six swordsmen.
Even the Great Demon Envoy of the Seventh-Order Spirit Emperor had been killed, and he didn't even treat Tang Xingfeng as a junior anymore.
Shout!
At their speed, by the next day, they had stepped into the Great Fiefdom Realm.
According to the plan, the Six Swords were ready to participate in the battle, but before that, Tang Xingfeng had some small things to deal with in advance, about the Ice Sable and the Thundering Heavy Knife.
It must be known that he has a total of eight thundering heavy knives on his body, among which the main knife is now a three-pattern enchanted spirit soldier, if it is forcibly fused and upgraded to a four-pattern, it should be unlikely to succeed, even if all the blood of the ice marten is released, it is enough to choke.
Obviously, he wouldn't be stupid enough to be in such a hurry.
But his other seven secondary knives are still at the level of the second-pattern spirit soldier, but they can be improved.
However, to improve seven knives at once, it takes a lot of cold ice mink blood, and I am afraid that the little thief mink will not be able to bear it.
Eight-armed supernatural powers, he only cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, stretched out his four arms, and estimated that the 'six-armed arms' who practiced to the realm of Dacheng were still far away.
Therefore, in a short period of time, he only used three secondary knives, and first promoted all three secondary knives to the three-pattern enchanted spirit soldier, so that when he used his four-armed battle, it is estimated that his strength will increase by at least half a percent, maybe one percent.
Don't look at only half to one percent, weak into strong!
His comprehensive combat power is already comparable to the peak of the Eighth Order Spirit Emperor, and if he improves even half a percent, perhaps, he will be able to defeat the master of the peak of the Eighth Order Spirit Emperor head-on.
In addition, the large amount of resources obtained from the old thief Jin Yu had to be summed up, especially some spirit soldiers, and some of them were used.
Now that they have participated in the war, they will naturally make the strength of the Six Swords as strong as possible.
Several successive and rapid wind-breaking sounds were heard in the sky above Six Swords City, and three people descended from the sky.
"Hmm, Spirit Sect powerhouse!"
Yang Wuxuan exclaimed, he immediately found a very faint aura, this is the aura that belongs to the strong people of the Spirit Sect, there is actually a Spirit Sect in the Six Swords City?
What level of power is the Six Swordsmen?
Yang Wuxuan took a closer look and felt that the aura of that Spirit Sect powerhouse was much stronger than him.
Tang Xingfeng smiled, and was about to introduce Senior Brother Silent Ji and Yang Xinghe, the old man of the Yang family, to Yang Wuxuan, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart suddenly pounded.
He subconsciously turned around quickly!
"It's ......"
He muttered, his expression a little glazed, then moved, and then he turned into ecstasy!
This is a connection that originates from the bloodline, and suddenly, around his body, the thunder arc involuntarily beats, and the power of the bloodline is specially pulled.
Almost every part of his body has a thunder arc jump.
"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Can was taken aback, and asked with doubts, Now that the Six Swords City is so calm, and there are no enemies.
"Tang Xingfeng, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Wuxuan also asked, he was no longer called 'Tang Xiaoyou', Tang Xingfeng's sudden abnormal behavior, he couldn't figure it out.
Woohoo.
In the city, Zhuo Biao Gu Yu and others appeared one by one, and Yang Xinghe also came, when Yang Xinghe saw the old patriarch Yang Wuxuan, at that moment, it was the old tears.
But at this moment, Tang Xingfeng seemed to be a different person, he didn't answer Yang Can, didn't say a word, and didn't care about the scene of Yang Xinghe and Yang Wuxuan meeting each other.
"Stygian Wings!"
Tang Xingfeng directly stretched out his wings, flew out of the Six Swords City, and flapped his wings in the direction of the Seven Peerless Gates!
Seven Unique Gates, Seven Unique Valleys.
If Tang Xingfeng was here, he must know that this was the place where he and Hua Ziyuan first met.
"Wow...... Wow......"
It was the cry of a baby boy, coming from a simple wooden house, the cry was intermittent, and inside the wooden house, a beautiful woman in a red dress, holding a baby boy in her arms.
She is a red spirit, a red spirit who has fused the soul of Hua Ziyuan and has seven emotions and six desires.
After completing the reincarnation, she conceived a baby in flesh and blood for ten months, and just now, she successfully gave birth to a baby boy, which is her and Tang Xingfeng's son.
"Hmph, are you coming, troublesome ThunderClan bloodline......"
The red spirit muttered to himself faintly, raised his head and squinted into the distance.
She had already guessed that Tang Xingfeng had learned that she was pregnant, and before, she could easily hide her traces, even if she appeared near Tang Xingfeng several times, she would not be noticed by Tang Xingfeng.
However, after she gave birth to a child, no matter how amazing the means were, she couldn't isolate the connection between the bloodlines, blood was thicker than water, and sure enough, Tang Xingfeng came.
She found that Tang Xingfeng was rapidly approaching the Seven Peerless Valleys.
Hongling stood up, kissed the baby boy on the cheek and kissed him again and again, and then she slowly placed the baby boy on the bed.
She left the wooden house, her face was very bad, as if she had never experienced such a state of weakness, even weaker than the last time she saved Wu Bao.
Clusters, clusters, clusters, clusters!
Clusters, clusters, clusters......
Her right hand waved frequently, and there was a faint knife intent between her fingers, and she was facing the mountain wall in front of her, and the rock wall fell stone pieces of rubble.
It turned out that she was writing with a knife.
"Wu'er red thunder, sword spirit to protect the body, eighteen years later, the first edge. My origin, more than half of the loss, the day to be seen, the demon knife reappears ......"
Two lines of words were left on the rock wall.
Hong Ling turned her head again, her eyes stayed on the baby boy in the wooden house, and her cry seemed to be louder, and her eyes were full of reluctance.
It was too late, she finally used her body to fly, drained her breath, and soon, she flew out of the Seven Absolute Valley and disappeared.