Rumble!

An illusory and majestic mountain volleyed down, and a rumbling sound sounded, shaking in all directions, setting off an endless gray mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fu Tu fearlessly raised his head, and when the essence flashed in his eyes, his right arm waved like a dragon, and the qi and blood of the sea were as strong as the sea.

Mountain!

Fu Tu fearless roared in his heart, pinched the fist seal with the five fingers of his right hand, and took in the heaven and earth between square inches, smelting the mountain character formula.

Then, he threw the punch.

Bang!!

When the huge mountain was suppressed, the fist mark waved upward, and the fist mark and the illusory mountain suddenly connected, and in an instant, the roar rose into the sky, and the terrifying sound poured out in all directions.

The young man's figure was incomparably small against the backdrop of the mountain, but this loud sound showed that they were of the same level.

Click!

The sound of clicks sounded continuously. Above that majestic mountain, cracks appeared, stretching from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Rumble!

The mountains shattered, and the aftermath shook in all directions.

The young man stood with his sword in his hand, wearing a black spirit robe and hunting, and his heroic posture was extraordinary.

"Are you really trying to stop me?"

Fu Tu fearlessly looked at the man who stood between him and the ancient battlefield, and a murderous opportunity burst out in his eyes, if it weren't for that ray of heavenly opportunity indicating that a death crisis was coming, he would have been separated from this person a long time ago.

The man put his hands on his back and didn't say a word, his whole body was full of momentum, like a mountain, blocking the way.

With his actions, he made his position clear.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Fu Tu fearlessly screamed, accompanied by a clear and high-pitched sword roar, and it spread out.

Boom!

The heavenly sword came out, the sword body rubbed against the scabbard, bursting out with the sound of gold and stone, and a golden sword was incomparable, shaking this square sky, the wind and clouds changed, and the gray fog dispersed immediately.

Phew!

A crisp voice sounded, and a three-inch small sword floated in front of the man, and when it snapped to the ground, a line of blood went straight down from his eyebrows, splitting the entire face in two.

Sonor!

The heavenly sword was returned to the sheath, Fu Tu Fearless's face was slightly pale, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his figure stepped past the middle-aged man and disappeared into the gray mist.

......

After half a pillar of incense, a plain white figure appeared, and the speed was extremely fast.

He came to the middle-aged man's side, his face extremely pale, his thin lips quivering.

"Uncle Kang......"

Curtain call, this is the old servant of his family, who has followed him for many years, like father and son, when he was still a child, he was already his protector.

But now that all his soul power has dissipated, the sword of that evil obstacle has made his soul scattered, and the ten sources are gone!

"Even if you are a martial artist, you will definitely die!"

When the curtain call waved his hand and put the man's body into the flesh world, he had already stepped out, and his figure disappeared in a flash, entering the ancient battlefield.

......

A day later.

The gray fog of the ancient battlefield surged, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the monks' minds were difficult to probe far away, and they were shackled.

The wind is blowing.

A black-clothed figure ran quickly, majestic, spreading in all directions, and after his figure passed, one after another heroic spirits appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

But they seemed to have forgotten the man who had awakened them from their slumber, and instead slew at the white-clad figure that swept through them.

This is the reason why a Nian Mountain powerhouse easily does not dare to set foot here, their life essence will make the Heroic Spirit crazy, even if it is not an opponent, it will be killed.

Hum!

The curtain call snorted coldly, and during the steps, the sleeves of the plain white clothes waved, and immediately those heroic spirits shattered one after another, turning into a wisp of smoke, but there were still many heroic spirits roaring, and blood-red eyes swept towards him, and as he advanced, more and more.

But the curtain call's face remained unchanged, he no longer waved his sleeves, his hands behind his back, the curtain call took a step, and walked in the air.

Boom! Boom!

Every step fell, it was like a thunderclap, as if there was a god of war beating a drum, and the low and magnificent voice echoed in all directions, and the sound waves swept the heavens and the earth, and countless heroic spirits were annihilated.

Even the fearless Futu hundreds of miles away had a drastic change in complexion and spat blood from his mouth.

"It's terrible! Is this the battle leader?"

Fu Tu fearless did not look back, the catkins body method was run to the extreme by him, and the young man was really like a leaf of catkins, galloping.

In the darkness, the spiritual sense has its own sense, and the floating slaughter fearlessly rushes towards those places that can threaten him.

Only with the external force on the ancient battlefield can he get rid of the curtain call.

Fearless and unwilling...... Use the blow of the white-clothed figure on a small Nianshan, even if this 'little' Nianshan can easily obliterate him!

......

Burst!

Three days later, in the depths of the ancient battlefield, the black-clothed young man was pale, staggered, and vomited blood.

"It's a strong curtain call, and it is worthy of being a strong man on the battle list. ”

Fu Tu raised his head fearlessly, if it weren't for the remnants of the broken formation left over from the ancient battlefield, he would have fallen a long time ago. Naturally, those heroic spirits also have a lot of credit.

Now that the Fearless Warrior has encountered a curtain call, it will inevitably collapse into a gray mist, shaking them and triggering the sleeping heroic spirits.

Only when they appeared, could the Fearless Warrior survive to this day under the curtain call.

Call!

Fu Tu exhaled fearlessly, his chest rising and falling violently, like a fire, and there were bursts of sharp pain as he rose and fell.

Airplanes!

The scabbard on his back trembled, and the heavenly sword roared softly. At three o'clock in the afternoon of another day, it came.

"You bear with it first, if I die, you will also be accountable for this life. ”

Fu Tu Fearless pursed his chapped lips and patted the Heavenly Sword, but did not bleed. Now his situation is extremely bad, if he loses some more essence blood, he will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the curtain call.

Buzz!

The Heavenly Sword shook violently, as if it was angry, but after a few breaths, it fell silent, and no longer clamored for blood, it was clear that it had given birth to wisdom, not only instinct.

"Okay, good, after these days, to increase your amount, do you need to remind every day!"

Fu Tu fearlessly said angrily that it was because he was forced to sign an unequal treaty that appeased the uncle.

The method of blood refining really can't be delayed too long, otherwise the previous Fu Tu fearless efforts will be in vain, and those essence blood will be shed in vain. Everything has to start over?

"Even the Heroic Spirit of the Fifth Realm can't stop him, do you still want to go in?"

Fu Tu fearlessly said to himself, now the heroic spirits he has attracted are all in the fifth realm, and there are very few in the fourth realm, but he still can't stop the pace of the curtain call.

Although Fu Tu Fearless's words were questionable, his figure did not pause at all.

Even if it is a great danger to go any deeper, it is worth it for the sake of survival.

He's gambling now!

Bet your life and the life of the curtain call.

If you continue to go deeper, those heroic spirits will become stronger and stronger, and even the curtain call will be fearful.

Now Futu fearlessly gambled that in the eyes of the curtain call, his life was not as heavy as his, and then gave up the pursuit.

Leave yourself to fend for yourself.

Because if he left at this moment, Fu Tu Fearless would have to face a few Fifth Realm Heroic Spirits.

More than a hundred miles away, the curtain call's face was slightly pale, and a trace of tiredness flashed in his eyes, obviously this is not an easy thing for him.

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(To be continued)