Chapter 137: Ancestor Save Me (Asking for Support)
The thirty-six Transforming Strength Grandmasters of the New Martial Sect, including Zhao Wujian, moved in an instant, ranking around Chu Shangze.
At this moment, they are no longer martial artists.
It's a cultivator!
Each of the thirty-six people had an extra yellow talisman in their hands, and they didn't hesitate at all, and they all urged the magic trick.
In today's martial arts world, there are generally two groups of people.
One is like the Heavenly Master Dao, those who only cultivate strength.
Such a crowd is an authentic martial artist.
There is also a group of people, like the New Martial Sect, who were originally cultivators, but unfortunately the inheritance is incomplete, and the power of the mana cultivated is not much different from the strength, so they have become martial artists in the mouth of the world.
But there is no doubt that with the extremely rare talismans of the New Martial Sect, then their strength can be greatly enhanced.
If it weren't for Chu Shangze's appearance, maybe the more than thirty talismans left by their New Martial Sect would continue to remain.
But right now, with heartache, Zhao Wuzhen and others are also going to kill Chu Shangze.
For a while, I saw that everyone's palms facing the sky spewed out huge flames, gathering together, as if a net of heaven and earth covered all the directions that Chu Shangze could escape.
Red flames burned wildly across the web.
The heat wave is overwhelming.
Even the frosty leaves around them were about to roast.
The heat was incomparable.
At this time, this big net was fiercely covered by Chu Shangze.
If this is covered, I am afraid that people can be roasted.
However, in the face of this big net, Chu Shangze seemed calm and relaxed.
"I didn't expect you little shrimp to have some means. ”
Chu Shangze chuckled lightly and muttered in a low voice, "Looking at this scene, I thought I was back in the Nine Heavens World. ”
"Unfortunately, you're too weak. ”
Chu Shangze's eyes raised faintly.
After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his right palm.
Suddenly, his fists were clenched into a strand and raised to his shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes were silent, and he looked directly at the fire net above.
"Those who offend my new martial arts sect will be killed!"
Zhao Wuzhen shouted.
As soon as the fire net came out, the confidence of the thirty-six Huajin Grandmasters of the New Martial Sect swelled wildly.
I only feel that if this blow continues, Chu Shangze will definitely die.
"Huh?"
Shen Tianhao and Wu Tong's faces changed drastically under the mask.
Not to mention that Shen Tianhao is an ordinary person, but Wutong, a martial artist, doesn't know about the existence of cultivators.
At the moment, I really felt the horror of these people.
The hearts of the two of them suddenly tugged.
In the cruel laughter of Zhao Wuzhen and others, Chu Shangze finally punched.
One punch from me can collapse the world!
In an instant, a huge fist shadow rushed out.
Infinitely expanded.
Ten times over!
Hundredfold!
A thousandfold!
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the fist shadow slammed into the huge blazing fire net.
It's like punching tofu blocks.
The incomparably powerful fire net just now was easily blasted into countless sparks and splashed on the spot.
"Boom—"
A huge wave of air is frantically set off.
The thirty-six elders of the New Martial Sect were already mana backlash, and coupled with the huge wave of qi at the moment, they all flew out upside down like human flesh sandbags, breaking an unknown number of Heavenly Ancient Trees one after another.
"You!poof—"
Before Zhao Wujian finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood on his back, staring at the person who slowly walked down in the sky with a shocked face.
How can it be?
How could he possibly break my New Martial Sect Array?
Zhao Wuzhen didn't believe it at all.
What he didn't believe the most was Chu Shangze's age.
How old is he?
Is that strong?
Damn, how did my new martial arts sect get into trouble with such an existence?!
Between the sorrowful screams in Zhao Wujian's heart, Chu Shangze slowly walked to the ground and walked over.
"You, what else do you want?" Zhao Wuchen panicked in his heart, and hurriedly stood up with the broken Cangtian Gumu on the side, extremely nervous.
"The magic weapon that appeared in Shangshui County three days ago is in your hands, right?" Chu Shangze stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes slanted away, lingering on his face.
"You... How do you know?" Zhao Wuzhen was stunned for a moment, and his breath was stunned.
"Hand it over. Chu Shangze said lightly.
"You—you must be insatiable!" Zhao Wuzhen shouted angrily with his eyes wide open.
"Insatiable? Chu Shangze chuckled, and his voice suddenly flattened, "Don't say that the magic weapon was killed and robbed by you, that is, this magic weapon was originally yours, and if you want it, you have to give it!"
"Why?" said Zhao Wujian angrily.
Chu Shangze glanced at it, "On the way of cultivation, what you pay attention to is the law of the jungle, understand?"
Got it?
Zhao Wuzhen didn't understand.
Three days ago, wasn't the magic weapon in Shangshui County the one they had taken from them by killing other weak martial artists?
But I didn't expect it right now: Heaven is a good reincarnation!
In a blink of an eye, he met Chu Shangze, the fierce god.
To give or not to give?
Zhao Wujin didn't want to die, he raised his head suddenly, "If I give it to you, can you spare me death?"
"Do you think you have the qualifications to bargain with me?" Chu Shangze said lightly.
At this moment, he was the domineering and powerful emperor in his previous life.
"You!" Zhao Wuchen was angry, but he still swallowed his anger stubbornly, and said in a deep voice: "I want to know, how do you know about the treasure of the forbidden land?"
"Do you want to trick me?" Chu Shangze smiled, his face suddenly turned cold, and he clamped Zhao Wujian's neck with one hand and lifted it directly.
"What I hate the most is talking nonsense with people, since you're useless, then I-"
The words are not finished.
Suddenly, a powerful aura descended on the side.
At the same time, a loud shout sounded like a deafening sound:
"Stop!
The angry shouts were like thunder rising from the ground, and the entire mountain forest was shaken.
Under the light mask, Shen Tianhao and Wutong both fell to the ground.
If it weren't for Chu Shangze's light shield to protect them, they would have been shocked by the seven orifices that had bled to death.
Chu Shangze heard the prestige.
I saw that the person who spoke was an old man wearing a black silk dress.
His long gray hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and his face was round and faintly wrinkled, but he did not have the age spots or bags under his eyes like those of his peers.
His eyes are like morning stars, and he is bright.
Especially at this moment, there was no anger in the eyes that stared at Chu Shangze, but it seemed that he had burst out with substantial killing intent.
The whole person looks relatively lean, but it gives people a feeling of infinite energy.
This person's cultivation is absolutely good.
"Ancestor, save me!" Seeing the white-haired ancestor, Zhao Wujian, who was originally sad in his heart, suddenly seemed to see hope, and exclaimed in surprise.
The white-haired old man was not angry, his eyes moved from Zhao Wujian's body to Chu Shangze's face, and said in a deep voice: "Let him go, I will leave you a whole corpse!"
"Really?"
Chu Shangze smiled.
Just this sentence made everyone except the white-haired old man tremble.
Then, he moved......