Chapter 22: Extreme Sublimation
Outside the desolate city, the sound of horses' hooves sounded. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
A man with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in black armor and armed with a spear, is as majestic as the last knight of the Western Holy See.
He waited here for a long time, and finally waited for Tang Feng.
"I heard that you are one of the strongest people in the East, and I am here to challenge you today. ”
The man's eyes were resolute and full of fighting intent.
Tang Feng frowned slightly, the spear in the blonde man's hand carried an inexplicable force, forcing people to be abnormal.
"Spear of Eternity, Kungunir!?"
Tang Feng remembered that a long time ago, Su Mu, the heir of the Spear Immortal, had told him that there would be someone in the West who would hold the Eternal Spear and set foot on the land of the East. It seems that it is this blonde man.
"Hey, you know the Eternal Spear?"
The blonde man raised an eyebrow, this gun is their treasure in the West, it has been passed down for endless years, and once thrown, it will definitely destroy the target.
"You're Odin?"
Tang Feng asked tentatively.
Then, he got an affirmative answer.
Odin, Kungunir, and the eight-legged Pegasus, is this really the Western god on Earth?
Tang Feng felt a little confused.
When you think about it, this world is indeed very weird.
The Great Emperor Dao who can take the initiative to communicate with the ruthless emperor of the world who swallows the sky, the little monkey who holds the wishful stick and calls himself the Monkey King, and the smart little monk Xuanzang......
Plus the current Odin.
Tang Feng had never been able to figure out the clues of the main world before, but now, he seemed to have grasped something.
Then, by this light, he jerked away the darkness and saw the world after chaos.
"I see. ”
Know-it-all, know-it-all, many previous mysteries have been answered.
Da-da-da-da.
The eight-legged Pegasus trampled on the ground, and Odin frowned impatiently, "Don't you dare accept my challenge?"
Tang Feng glanced at Odin deeply, he just guessed just now, and it was not clear whether the answer was really the case.
So, he decided to give it a try.
"You helped me Dongfang kill ten Heavenly Realm Heavenly Pride, I am very grateful to you. Now, I am in great danger in the East, and I beg my pardon for not being able to accept your challenge. ”
Tang Feng smiled slightly, and then said sincerely: "However, if you really want to share the victory or defeat with me, I also have an idea." ”
"What?" Odin asked.
"The Heavenly Realm Tianjiao is divided into two groups, led by two people, you and I each find an opponent, whoever can kill it, who wins. How?" said Tang Feng with a smile.
The corners of Odin's mouth hooked, and he said: "Although this is equivalent to helping you eliminate the enemy in the East, I accept it." ”
"The leaders of the two groups of Heavenly Realm Jiaozi are Yang Danyu and Gong Qiubai, who do you choose?"
Gong Qiubai?
Tang Feng has always been in the Desolate City, unlike Odin who has personally killed many Heavenly Realm Tianjiao and knows so much.
At this moment, he finally understood why Gong Qiubai said those words to him when they were separated.
"You want me to believe that you are the right non-enemy ......"
Tang Feng frowned slightly, he wanted to know one thing most now, that day, more than 300 human Tianjiao in Shuntian City were slaughtered, did Gong Qiubai make a move.
"Hehe, I heard that Gong Qiubai has never made a move since he went down to the mortal world, but he can be on an equal footing with Yang Danyu, so he should be a very powerful character. ”
Seeing that Tang Feng didn't answer for a while, Odin laughed and drove the eight-legged Pegasus into the distance.
Judging from the words he left, it should be to find Gong Qiubai.
"Never made a move?"
Tang Feng lowered his eyebrows, took a deep breath of the desolate air, and then took a step.
The frozen prairie, located in the middle of the Yunqin Empire, is green as far as the eye can see. However, if there is a strong wind, you can see that this large area of wild grass is actually growing on the ice.
At this time, on this vast prairie, there are thousands of blue waves.
A man in black sat cross-legged on the grassland, and a phantom of an eagle falcon appeared behind him, and that breath was like the eyes of an eagle falcon, sharp and unbearable.
This is also a famous figure on the list of Tianjiao in the world, named Wei Longbow, who is the eldest disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, the head of the ten major sects of the Yunqin Empire.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
The corner of Wei Changgong's mouth was bleeding, and even if he tried his best to regulate his qi, he still couldn't alleviate the injury.
He was targeted by Yang Danyu, and even the Purple Cloud Sect did not dare to protect him, so he could only let him escape. However, he is only the third grade of the source realm, how can he run? He has survived until now only because Yang Danyu played a game of cat and mouse on a whim.
"Yo, aren't you very good at running, why don't you run?"
Yang Danyu stood under the firmament, his arms folded around his chest, and looked at Wei Longbow indifferently.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Wei Changgong's ten fingers were pinched white, and his eyes were full of anger.
It's just that the falcon phantom behind him finally let out a long roar and crashed headlong into him, causing his speed to surge.
"This exercise has some meaning, and it should be able to be interpreted after observing it for a while. ”
Yang Danyu's eyes were mocking, and the world's heavenly pride fell into his hands, and he was not like a native chicken and a dog, so he could only be slaughtered.
After chasing for another five hundred miles, Yang Danyu finally saw the secret of Wei's longbow technique, and completely lost interest, snapped his fingers, and immediately more than a dozen heavenly realm wizards walked out of the void and surrounded Wei Longbow in the middle.
"Tut-tut, this feeling of hunting genius as prey is really good. ”
Yang Danyu sneered, his handsome face was filled with hideous killing intent.
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers again.
Thundered.
More than a dozen Heavenly Realm Heavenly Masters shot at the same time, enjoying the pleasure of torture and killing.
However, just as these dozen or so Tianjiao were making a killing move, the corners of Wei Changgong's mouth were hooked up at a sarcastic angle.
Under his feet, large veins appeared, forming a teleportation array that took effect immediately.
"Dare to trick me?"
Yang Danyu's face turned pale, and he threw a punch violently, wanting to block the launch of the teleportation array, but he was still a step too late.
In the next second, his face became even more ugly.
Under the sky in all directions, there are figures appearing.
They stepped on the faint light of the sky, held sharp soldiers, and carried endless killing energy, like the undefeated gods of war in mythical battles.
At this moment, Yang Danyu knew that it was not Wei Longbow who was taken as the prey, but more than a dozen of them in the heavenly realm.
"Very good, very good, you cattle are really bold enough to have the courage to come and kill us?"
Yang Danyu laughed angrily, and green tendons appeared on his forehead.
He couldn't figure it out, where did such a group of guys who only had the nine grades of the Dao Realm get the courage to dare to go against them?
Whoa!
The horizon, the glow of the setting sun sprinkled on the two young faces.
They drew their knives.
One hand, the handle of the knife is red, dyed by blood, like an iron knife drawn from a blacksmith shop, ordinary and unremarkable, only the killing intent is compelling.
One is a narrow blade, and when it reflects the afterglow, a beautiful ripple jumps on the tip of the knife.
Chu madness.
Qi Ziming.