The top of Lushan Mountain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The contemplative bell reverberates, like an invisible mountain rain, sweeping the entire silver hand, echoing for a long time.

In an instant, a jumble of footsteps sounded, the silver hand was like a giant beast that was awakened, and countless sharp figures appeared, flocking to the silver bell of a hundred battles, the momentum was violent, and the mountains shouted tsunami!

In the depths of the Silver Temple, on a large silver alchemy long table, the five people who were in a meeting frowned at the same time, their faces ugly.

"What kind of person is this?" "One of his humanity was like a blazing fire, slamming the table and shouting angrily, "It's so bold that he dares to ring the silver bell of a hundred battles, this is provoking us and others!"

This person has a rough appearance, a red beard, and a red dragon breath outside his body, and he is one of the Seven Venerables of Silver, Peng Han.

"Don't worry, I'm afraid I'm just a nobody, I want to make a name for myself with silver. A heroic man sneered, a chill flashing in his eyes, "This kind of fool, naturally someone will 'entertain', let's continue the topic just now." ”

This person's sword intent is restrained, and there are swords shining outside his body from time to time, like a bright morning star, which is the head of the Seven Masters of Silver, the "Lord of Silver" Mo Dan Sword.

"Yes, you can't be as knowledgeable as this nobody......"

The other four Venerable nodded, and they all smiled when they thought of this person's tragic situation in the next moment.

......

The bell sounded slowly, Shi Hong stood with his hands, his expression was calm, and there was a red glow outside his body, turning into an ancient fierce beast from time to time, dancing claws and roaring, and the weather was majestic.

"Hoo ......"

He stepped on the earth, like the roots of a tree deep into the earth, and the back soil and the breath of the Xuan Ming swayed upward, straight to the chest and abdomen, and the heavens rotated. And with his exhalation and inhalation, not only his mouth and nose, but also the pores of his whole body are spitting, spitting out wind, rain, thunder and lightning, drinking frost, dew, fog and snow, and turning into himself.

"Woe to you?" Shi Hong blinked, as if thoughtful.

Along the way, he figured out a little way.

This suit, the womb, turned him into a fetus, using heaven and earth as the placenta, and everything in heaven and earth can be turned into nourishment, nourishing his own blood, and swallowing mountains and rivers.

Every minute, every moment, Shi Hong's bloodline is growing and climbing.

However, for some reason, the feeling of being in prison not only did not disappear, but intensified.

Occasionally, he had the illusion that deep in his veins, a giant beast in shackles and shackles roared and struggled, constantly tugging at the shackles to break free.

"Are you here?" Shi Hong's eyes froze, looking ahead.

"Oh, a brute?"

In the distance, a figure swept wildly, and before anyone arrived, a cold voice came first.

"Barbarian, you dare to ring the silver bell of a hundred battles, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead! Let me Wang Xilian come to weigh your catties, if you don't have the ability, leave your life behind!"

This person's expression was furious, and the golden fighting spirit outside his body floated, and suddenly condensed into a peng, with magnificent momentum and extraordinary charm.

Shi Hong's face showed contempt, he slowly stood still, took a long breath, and the momentum on his body was condensed, it was actually Yuanyu Yuezhi, like mountains and seas!

"—Get out!"

He spit out a word, and the red glow on his body rolled into a vast beast shadow, his form was fierce, and between his teeth and claws, he let out a long roar!

Rumble!

A word swept the sky, there was thunder and explosion in the void, invisible ripples swept away, and the heavens and the earth were shocked!

"Uh! this, this is ......"

Wang Xilian hadn't approached yet, staggering under his feet, as if he was drunk, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

"What? What kind of means is this?

"Senior Brother Wang, wake up quickly!"

"What's going on?"

......

The group of teenagers who followed were all shocked and exclaimed.

You must know that Wang Xilian is a high-ranking sword singer, with domineering sword intent and exquisite swordsmanship, and he is a good hand with a silver hand.

No one could have imagined that this barbarian was like a void thunderstorm with the word "roll" in the distance, overturning him alive and making him faint and fall to the ground.

The others hesitated, not daring to move.

"What are you afraid of? He's alone, go up together, kill him!" said a young man with a fierce face.

"Don't measure yourself!" Shi Hong snorted coldly, a look crossed the way, and the young man rolled his eyes as if he had been struck by lightning, and he also fainted.

However, although he fainted, he also aroused the hatred of the people.

"Kill!"

"Kill this brute!"

"A barbarian, how dare you do it?"

The young men roared one after another, like a rolling tide, rolling up and down to pounce on Wang Sheng, and the momentum was amazing.

Wang Shengze's expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of sarcasm: "No matter how many goats there are, they can't defeat a tiger." ”

Rumble!

With his eyes glazed, the red glow on his body was like a hurricane, turning into a bull-headed giant with a pillar on the ground, the totem flowing, the battle roar was shocking, and the majesty was in the sky, it was a barbarian king!

"Pour!" Wang Sheng drank coldly.

......

"The dark side of the moon Shi Hong, but I want to fight!"

The bell rang again, mixed with Shi Hong's voice, echoing for a long time.

"What's going on?" Interrupted again, Mo flicked his sword and frowned, and said in a cold voice, "What are those disciples doing? What about Wang Xilian?

"Shi Hong, I heard that this person is also a member of the dark side of the moon. A woman frowned and said, "Lord Sword Lord, just in case, you still have to take a look." ””

She is the only female Venerable among the Silver Seven Venerables, named White Hibiscus.

"In that case, open the Quicksilver Mirror. Mo Danjian thought about it and nodded.

The white hibiscus palm danced horizontally, and a silver mirror unfolded, projecting many phantoms, flowing uncertainly.

"Huh?"

Several Venerable Beings had expressions of condensation, and at the same time their faces were shocked.

In the picture, a barbarian stands proudly, with an abrupt peak beside him, which is extremely eye-catching.

This peak is actually a "mountain of people," which is piled up by the children of the hands of silver! And Wang Xilian, who has just been mentioned, is a stone in the "mountain of people."

At this moment, the barbarian was grabbing the last man's ankle and throwing it up the mountain.

"This brute, how dare you do this!" Peng Han was shocked and angry, and slammed the table.

"How long has it been, and how did he knock down so many people?" Bai Furong said calmly and in shock, "What kind of monster is this barbarian?"

"Momentum!" Venerable Ling Huyi's expression was solemn, and he slowly spit out two words.

"Not bad. Mo flicked the essence in the pupils of the sword, nodded and said, "The momentum of this barbarian is calm and strong, even the power of the dragon, the power of the void, etc., it is difficult to match it! Crush the enemy with momentum, this is the method of the ancient barbarian king! This kid, it's not ......simple."

"Moreover, he is only level eight!" Bai Furong sighed with a sigh on her face, "I'm afraid that it is difficult for a strong person with a destiny to have such a majestic momentum, and he will simply go back to the mountains and seas, and swallow the rainbow dragon!"

"More than that," Mo Danjian pointed to the mirror and said in a deep voice, "He's still growing......"

Everyone looked at it and looked shocked.

But I saw that above the "human mountain", there were wisps of breath coming out, constantly flowing into the barbarian king's law, making it more and more condensed. It seems that every victory of Shi Hong is nourishing his fighting spirit and spirit!

"Is the dark side of the moon?, revenge is coming quickly!" Venerable Lu Qilu snorted coldly, "Find someone to kill his sharp energy, otherwise, I will think that my silver hand is gone!"

"However, this person is not ......simple," Ling Huyi shook his head, "In the early years, he was the top of the Fu Jiao list, and now he follows Li Yi, and his cultivation is more exquisite, and it is not easy to deal with." ”

"Let Lu Baiyu go!" Mo Danjian thought for a moment, and immediately said.

"Lu Baiyu, isn't it a bit of a knife to kill chickens? Why don't you let Liu Ye go?" Lu Qilu was stunned for a moment and proposed.

He still has subtext left unspoken.

Lu Baiyu is an elite in the mansion, more than ten years older than Shi Hong, and a lower-ranking sword saint, and has a Daohua suit, Storm Traveler!

Even if Lu Baiyu can win him and spread it, he will be said to be victorious.

"No, Liu Ye can't win against him. Mo Danjian shook his head and said with a final word, "That's it!"

......

"Hoo ......"

Shi Hong slowed his breathing, relaxed his emotions, and suppressed his heartbeat like a war drum.

After a few battles, his spirit was high, and his body seemed to be dormant with an active volcano, and the lava was tumbling and would erupt at any time!

That sense of bondage is still growing!

Airplanes!

A figure flickered and flickered, faster than lightning, stirring a cold and strong wind, and when it landed, it was like a feather, light and traceless.

"Silver hand, Lu Baiyu!" the young man's voice was sharp, hanging in the air.

Although there was no sword in his palm, there was sword intent flowing outside his body, and he let out a void scream.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Shi Hong sneered, without any politeness, and hit directly with one punch, "-Destroy the mountain and hit hard!"

Airplanes!

He punched out, and the fighting spirit on the fist edge rolled back, turning into layers of mountains, stretching mountains and running rampant, the weather was severe, and it was devastating.

"Sure enough, it's a barbarian, I don't know any rules......" Lu Baiyu had contempt on his face, and snorted coldly, "Try my Dullless Cold Blade!"

He stepped on the void, his body rushed forward, and the sword light loomed outside his body, ready to open the mountain with his sword and cut off Shi Hong's fist.

"White Feather, avoid!"

At this moment, a low roar sounded in his ears.

"Huh?" Lu Baiyu's eyes lit up, and he turned into a swimming fish and wandered at the moment, avoiding his fists and cruising away.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the fist was heading, the mountain shook, and the cracks on the ground swept, and a hundred zhang cracks appeared, unfathomable!

"What?" Lu Baiyu's expression trembled slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, "This barbarian, such a terrible brute force!"

"Bai Yu, use guerrilla techniques to avoid its sharpness and hit its lazy return!"

At this time, the sound of Mo playing the sword sounded again.

Lu Baiyu didn't dare to slack off, the storm traveler's veins flickered, like Ling Void Imperial Sky, his body kept swimming, whirling outside Shi Hong's body, and every time he raised his hand, the sword marks shot out.

Buzz! Buzz!

He didn't dare to hit it hard, and with the help of the Storm Traveler's astonishing speed, like the wind without a trace, he continued to shoot out Dao sword rays and shoot at Shi Hong.

"As a sword saint, don't you even have the courage to fight head-on?" Shi Hong was furious, only feeling aggrieved and unable to exert his strength.

As a subordinate sword saint, Lu Baiyu did not fight him head-on, but used his speed to swim away, although there were some inferior works, but it was not illegal.

"Admit defeat!" Lu Baiyu scolded loudly, his palm raised, and the sword shot out.

"Hmph!" Shi Hong was silent, and the red glow outside his body rolled back, turning into a shield, constantly blocking attacks.

Although he is at a disadvantage, it is by no means easy for Lu Baiyu to win.

Click! Click!

"Hmm, what's going on?" Shi Hong's eyes changed suddenly, and he clearly felt that there were shackles in the depths of his blood, making a breaking sound.