The drunken madman's expression was flat and his tone was indifferent, but everyone heard a sense of sadness from it.

Also, being betrayed by his friend for many years, I'm afraid no one can let go, right?

While everyone was amazed by the momentum of the drunken madness, they couldn't help but sympathize with his plight, and the blood-colored fist mark on his chest should have become an indelible pain in his heart.

"Enmity and sorrow are just pitiful moans because of their own lack of strength. ”

Yu Feng looked drunk and crazy, without the slightest fluctuation, but his voice was a little unknown and lonely, this was just a matter of a moment, and then he adjusted and continued: "Only strength is the existence that you can rely on. ”

"Old drunkard, if you leave here, I can turn the page on today's affairs, and tomorrow we can still drink and talk. ”

"Turn the page over?"

The drunken madman finally showed a sneering expression, the muscles on his face twitched, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, hahahahahaha!!!"

"After so many years, how did I not know that you would be in such a situation?"

"Today, I want to see what else you hypocrite are hiding?!!"

The drunken man drank in his mouth, the expression on his face was hideous and manic, the ice crystals around his body suddenly trembled, and suddenly emitted a burst of bright light, and the crystal white ice chips were full of frost, and the sky and the earth were instantly frozen.

Not only that, as the ice chips spread in all directions, the surrounding martial artists suddenly felt that their bodies were a little stiff, and the ice chips clearly did not affect themselves, but they were shocked to find that their bodies were no longer able to move, and even their divine thoughts were a little frozen.

"Life, the power of fate?"

"This is the power of the life phase of drunken madness!!"

"How is it possible? He's only in the late stage of martial arts!"

The warriors exclaimed, unable to believe the scene in front of them, even though this ice bloom had already acted on them, but these warriors were still trying to find all kinds of reasons to refute this absurd idea.

"Oh, obsessed. ”

Yu Feng sneered, without a trace of nervousness on his face, and said softly: "The old drunkard has also comprehended some of the power of fate, but you must know that even the power of fate is superior and inferior. ”

"Get out!!"

The drunken madman didn't want to hear Yu Feng's voice anymore at this time, and he shouted wildly, and a cold wind swept around him, frost and snow gathered, and an ice sword with a cold and sharp edge appeared in front of the drunken man.

As his voice came out, the ice sword trembled slightly, as if it had life, and stabbed straight into Yu Feng, and everywhere the ice sword passed was ice chips, and the frost was long.

"Hmph. ”

Yu Feng snorted coldly, hunting with his sleeves, his body did not move, but the wind and clouds had risen.

I saw that the aura around Yu Feng's body was turbulent, and soon a layer of hazy clouds and mist was shrouded here, and the whole person was also hidden in this cloud and mist, and disappeared, and even his breath was unpredictable, as if he had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the chill was pervasive, but the ice sword was already close in front of him, and even the cloud and mist began to wrap up the ice chips that spread and invaded, and the invisible wind and clouds had nowhere to hide at this time.

"Shattered!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the ice chips.

As the words fell, the spread of the ice chips suddenly stopped, and several subtle ice blooms shattered, and the clouds and mist in them scattered and drifted out, but instead the ice chips were caged.

When this action was carried out, the ice sword had already reached the front of the clouds, and the shuttling ice sword set off ripples in this space.

"Condensation!"

The sound reappeared in the clouds and mist, and the originally scattered and indifferent clouds and mist suddenly changed their breath, with a strong sense of killing, and in the blink of an eye, a big hand gathered and reached out from the clouds and mist, and grabbed the ice sword.

Such a scene made everyone's hearts condense, and the two of them obviously didn't use much spiritual power, but the spiritual power on everyone's bodies was suppressed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, I saw the corner of the drunken man's mouth sneering and bending, the mouth was cold and indifferent, and the invading ice sword suddenly trembled, and exploded violently when the big hand grabbed it.

"Hmm..."

The rolling wind and waves swept in, and the drunken madness couldn't help but take a few steps backwards, but there was also a soft snort in the clouds, and vaguely, the clouds and mist also had some abnormal fluctuations, obviously this hand was drunk and crazy had a slight upper hand.

"Underestimate you. ”

Yu Feng's voice was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger, but at the same time as the voice came out, he didn't give the drunken madness any time to react, and the undercurrent was surging in the dark, and the turbulent wind and clouds came.

"Let's finish early. ”

At this time, Wu Qiuming frowned, slightly displeased.

In an instant, the breath agitated, the vast aura in the body surged, and the sad autumn around the body condensed away, and then gathered in the palm of the palm, and then slapped it at the drunken madness, mercilessly.

This sudden move made everyone's expressions change, they didn't expect that Wu Qiuming, who was the number one master in Beicang, would sneak attack behind the drunken madness, and at the same time, everyone also secretly thought about the value of the nine infant souls in their hearts, I am afraid that it has exceeded what they thought in their hearts, otherwise Wu Qiuming would not be so aggressive, and Yu Feng would not be so betrayal.

"Huh..."

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air came, but I saw a scorching knife as if it was about to suppress everything, and it slashed down.

Wu Qiuming's eyes suddenly showed sharpness, and the wind in his palm changed suddenly, pushing sideways towards this knife momentum.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided suddenly, and the powerful power swept away, and the violent aura fluctuations couldn't help but make everyone gasp, but the Dong family was numb, and the ancestral industry became in ruins, and they were even more powerless to stop it, especially the descendants of the Dong family, who saw a little unwillingness and perseverance in their eyes, and also knew that the Dong family, which seemed to be majestic, was actually like ants in front of the strong, without the slightest dignity at all, and was trampled on at will, and even talked about putting it in their eyes.

It's just that at this moment, no one cares about what the Dong family thinks in their hearts, and their eyes wander away suddenly.

"You're going to stop me?"

Wu Qiuming's eyes froze, and the light in his eyes passed through the clouds and mist like substance, and the killing intent in it could not be reserved, and there was no trace of wanting to disguise.

"We don't have to bother them. ”

Mo Yiqian's clothes were fluttering, and the momentum on his whole body had also changed dramatically, he stood there, as if he had been like this for eternity, like a giant, and the deep wrinkles on his face flowed with the vicissitudes of time.

"Oh?"

Wu Qiuming's eyes flashed, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if this old Mo had a sense of unshakability, and he couldn't help but look at him squarely, looking him up and down again.

"Boom!!"

A huge roar came, and the drunken madness and Yu Feng fought together again, one holding a sword and flames and frost, one turning into clouds and ethereal dust, and the two shot mercilessly, where there was still a little friend, more like a great blood feud.

Here, Wu Qiuming and Mo Yiqian stood opposite each other, the huge roar did not affect them in the slightest, the momentum between the two slowly became heavy, and the huge aura pressure made this space seem to solidify.

After all, Wu Qiuming is the number one master in Beicang, and there is never a shortage of attention in the place where he is.

"Snort..."

Suddenly, an abrupt voice came, and everyone's eyes moved, but they saw a resentful mole cricket wandering around, and was about to pass past the two of them, and was about to turn into an undead and rush straight to the place where the nine babies were below.

At this time, the mutant was born, and I saw that the resentful mole cricket had just entered between Wu Qiuming and Mo Yiqian, and there was a "bang" without warning, and it exploded, there was no blood, no stumps, only wisps of gray mist spread out.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel troubled scalp, and their hearts were even more creepy.

The nine infant souls were all a little resentful and resentful crickets, but they were directly shattered by the momentum of Wu Qiuming and Mo Yiqian, and the strength of the two of them can be seen.

"In that case, let's have fun with the two of us. ”

Wu Qiuming's eyes flashed, he whispered softly, and the sad autumn mood swayed slowly when he spoke, this breath seemed to be flat and slow, but in an instant, it had already wrapped Mo Yiqian, flowing around his body, and a killing intent invaded.

With this breath, the autumn leaves appeared suddenly, slowly floating and scattering in the air.

Unconsciously, the onlookers also looked sluggish, their eyes fluttered, as if they were free from things, immersed in this thick autumn mood.

"Crack!"

Mo Yiqian's face was expressionless, and the voice in his mouth was like a thunderclap, roaring in this darkness.

Everyone was excited, and suddenly woke up, looking around blankly, a little at a loss.

When everyone came back to their senses a little, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils, only to see that the sad autumn mood around Wu Qiuming's body was turbulent, and it was even more faintly distorted and stretched, extremely discordant, it seemed that the word Mo Yiqian had affected his martial arts life.

As soon as this thought came out, all the martial artists in the field were shocked in their hearts, and they all subconsciously laughed at themselves, who is Wu Qiuming, and how can this nameless Mo Yiqian shake Wu Qiuming?

The powerhouses of the martial arts realm, even if they are a small realm, there is a huge gap, not to mention that Lord Wu Qiuming has also comprehended the power of fate.

But even so, they still have some trepidation in their hearts.

Between the pull of the autumn will, Wu Qiuming slowly revealed his figure, at this time, his face was no longer the previous flatness, replaced by the solemnity in his heart, others did not know, but he really felt that Mo Yiqian only roared before, and he directly broke his autumn will.

"Who the hell are you?"

At this time, if Wu Qiuming no longer knew that Lao Mo had an extraordinary background, then he would really be a fool.

"It's just a country man. ”

The blade in Mo Yiqian's hand was burning fiercely, and he didn't respond to Wu Qiuming's meaning at all, or Wu Qiuming had never been taken to heart by him.

Such an attitude made Wu Qiuming extremely unhappy in his heart, he had always been high-minded, how could he have been so despised, and while he was angry in his heart, he finally made up his mind, and the time dragged on for too long.

"Buzz!!"

But at this moment, a trembling sound suddenly appeared, this movement was not loud, but this sound seemed to knock on everyone's hearts, making people tremble.