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Chapter 204 Martial Emperor Strong

Zifeng put everything aside in his mind, just to vent the anger in his heart, because he knew that maybe in the next moment, he would hesitate and regret it. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Tianzhou martial arts, this name that made his mother Bai Yihan secretly sobbed in the middle of the night for an unknown number of times, was deeply seared in Zifeng's heart like a nightmare. At the first moment when Zifeng was able to cultivate, he had already made an oath in his heart that he would not eliminate the cancer of the year in this life, and he would not be a human being!

And all these emotions, when Zi Yan rushed to report the news, were like a scabbed scar, the pain after being torn apart! Zifeng was really angry!

But when the ink knife slashed at Wu Lang's heart, there seemed to be an insurmountable moat, across Zifeng's eyes, the ink knife did not penetrate Wu Lang's body, but a strong force blasted Wu Lang away, throwing it down dozens of meters away, plowing a deep groove on the ground before stopping.

Standing up, Wu Lang spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and after wiping it off with his right hand, he stared at Zifeng without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and ripped off the coat on his upper body, revealing the golden armor that was shining inside like fish scales, and was densely packed together, "This is my reverse scale golden armor! If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough, hahaha......" Wu Lang, who escaped from death, fell into madness and laughed at Zifeng to his heart's content.

"Really, didn't you cough up blood just now? Isn't that enough!" Saying that, Zifeng picked up the ink knife in his hand and bullied him again, it doesn't matter if he can't break the golden armor, as long as it can bring you injuries, if one blow doesn't work, then two blows, a hundred blows, a thousand blows! A little bit of accumulation, I don't believe that you Wu Lang can still stand and talk.

Relying on the anti-scale gold armor on his body, Wu Lang grabbed the spirit snake sword on the ground and rushed up, but the two failed to fight together as they wished this time. Xiao Guang in the sea of knowledge shouted, "There is a strong martial emperor!"

Before the words fell, a voice with an irresistible voice exploded in the clear sky, "Who dares to kill my martial arts man!" Under the heavy pressure, all the teenagers, including Zifeng, bowed down, Zifeng forcibly wanted to stand up straight several times, but three feet above his head, as if there were a pair of domineering hands, pressing him to the ground.

But above the clear sky, an old man appeared, the old man was dressed in a gray robe, with a medium stature and a slight fatness. Just like this, quietly suspended in mid-air, like walking on the ground, with a gesture, the heaven and the earth are discolored, this is the power of the Martial Emperor!

Wu Lang, who was beside him, after seeing the comer, tears flowed out, and he fell to the ground with a 'plop', crying with tears in his eyes, "Ancestor, you are here, if you are at night, Lang'er will be killed." The words are sad and sad, as if all the grievances of the people in the world are on Wu Lang's shoulders.

The person who came was summoned by the 'distress charm' that Wu Lang released before going out, the three elders of the Tianzhou Martial Family: Martial Law, and now he is like a half-step in the realm of the Martial Emperor. Step by step, as if going down the stairs, the martial arts slowly walked down......

At the same time, not far away, Wu Ang and Wu Tianjie also rushed over, looking at the young man of the martial arts family standing there unharmed, Wu Lang Wu Tianjie's arm was at the first glance of the martial arts, and began to tremble unobeyed, if it wasn't for Wu Hai holding on to the side, I don't know what Wu Tianjie, who has always endured humiliation, would do.

And the others didn't have red eyes, and they seemed to be able to breathe fire in their eyes when they looked at the martial arts. Wu Feihong clearly remembered that fifteen years ago, it was the two brothers Wu Fa and Wu Tian who killed Zifeng's grandmother for the so-called family interests, and then abolished Wu Tianjie's heart. Expelling them from Tianzhou, these are the price of blood!

Wu Fa ignored Wu Ang and Wu Lang, but slowly walked in front of Zi Feng, a pair of cloudy eyes seemed to look at it casually, but at the moment when his eyes floated over, Zi Feng only felt that all the secrets of his whole body seemed to be exposed in front of Wu Fa, and the small light in the ink knife hid in Zi Feng's sea of knowledge at the moment when the martial art came just now, holding his breath, not daring to make the slightest fluctuation.

In front of the powerhouses of the Martial Emperor realm, Xiaoguang didn't dare to hold it up, if he was not careful, he might not have anything to do, but Zifeng's situation would be miserable. The value of the Spirit Clan, others may not know, but when it comes to the realm above the Martial Emperor, the Spirit Clan is the purest heaven and earth in their eyes, and they can save decades of cultivation time.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Wu Fa didn't talk nonsense, and asked Xiang Zifeng directly, just now for a moment, Wu Fa felt a strange fluctuation, that kind of fluctuation Wu Fa had experienced in the sect, and the greed in his heart was whimsical, and he completely forgot the posture that his elders should have.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Tianjie adjusted his emotions, walked out, and called at Wu Fa, "When the elder arrived, he didn't greet him from afar, and he still hoped that the elder would forgive his sins, I don't know what Sun Zifeng has in his hands that interests the elder?"

As if the martial arts had not been heard, he asked Zifeng again, in fact, Zifeng could have handed the ink knife to the martial arts to check. It's just that when Xiaoguang returned to Zifeng Zhihai, he didn't tell Zifeng, Zifeng is now shrouded in the qi of martial arts, and even his spiritual power is imprisoned, so there is no way to find out Zifeng's traces. If the ink knife is handed over, it will mean the departure of Xiaoguang, so how can Zifeng hand it over.

didn't hand it over, Zifeng instead hugged the ink knife to his chest. This scene, in the eyes of Wu Lang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst into excitement, Wu Fa is especially resentful, and none of the people who offended him have a good end.

'Hmph!', without seeing the martial arts, Zifeng's thin body was blown away and fell directly a hundred meters away...... Xiao Guang in the sea has long been crying, even if Zi Feng is facing the strong man of the Martial Emperor, he still refuses to let go of the ink knife in his arms, what does all this mean? In Zi Feng's eyes, Xiao Guang has become Zi Feng's relatives, and he can let Zi Feng protect them with his life.

But because of this, Xiaoguang didn't dare to tell Zifeng, because as long as he talked, he would be caught by Wufa, and then Zifeng would really be unable to escape.

The eyes of everyone in the martial family were full of anger, Zifeng's father, at this time, it was useless for anyone in the martial family to speak, only Liu Fengfeng was able to put pressure on the martial arts at this time, "What's the matter?

"Yes, Old Ancestor, it's him, he was going to kill me just now, if it weren't for the gold armor I was wearing, I wouldn't have seen you a long time ago, Old Ancestor. Wu Lang knelt down and crawled in front of Wu Fa and kowtowed deeply.

Wu Lang and his elder brother Wu Ming have been martial arts since they were children, and they naturally pampered them, "Get up, useless things, don't you have a spirit snake sword?

"Ancestor, you see...... It's him who used the strange weapon over there!" Wu Lang handed over the Spirit Snake Sword......

Patience! Zifeng has been enduring it! His mouth was full of bloody blood, and his teeth were clanging. Both fists were a little twisted and deformed due to excessive force. Looking at the two people on the other side talking to themselves, the word 'evil obstacle' was invisibly amplified in Zifeng's mind! Fifteen years, fifteen years ago, the martial arts family in Qingyun Town was oppressed, fifteen years later, the martial arts family has fled to a remote place, and is still oppressed!

At this moment, there are no tears for a long time, only hot blood is carved in the heart with the word 'hate'!

(A lot of people say that I, other writers have words like asking for flowers in the chapters, but why No. 1 hasn't said this two months after it was almost on the shelves.) In fact, in the final analysis, it is still because of low self-esteem, newcomers, new works, two 'new' words, so that No. 1 feels that it is a bit extravagant to ask for collection and recommendation, where do you dare to ask for flowers, just hope that in the days to come, there will be more readers who like No. 1's writing. Three more send, good dream o(n_n)o~)