Three people, three martial artists, like three mountains standing proudly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not just to ensure that nothing goes wrong, but also to deter everyone.

Whoever says today's events must weigh their own weight.

There are many types of martial arts, and their power is not the same.

Zhang Long, Li Xiong and others appeared in the form of wild beasts, collectively known as beast martial arts, which is one of the more powerful martial arts categories among the martial arts.

Of course, their martial appearance is only the lowest initial phase, and they can't exert other powers except for their incomparably powerful coercion.

Even so, the aura of the three Hou Wu powerhouses plus the coercion of the three martial ministers.

Far from being a person in the realm of madness, he can bear it.

Even Bai Jianli and the others, who were a little far away, felt that they had difficulty breathing and their movements were restricted.

Not to mention the black dust standing in front of them.

Although Wuchen was now in the Ninefold Realm of Wild Martial Arts, at best, it was only one level higher than Bai Jianli.

Three months have passed, and now Bai Jianli is already in the eightfold realm of mad martial arts.

Wuchen intuitively felt that the back of his waist was like carrying three ten thousand high mountains, and he wanted to crush his body and step into the soil.

Little by little, time passed.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Wuchen's forehead, his spine began to bend, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

What's even more helpless is that at this time, Zhang Long and the three of them have not yet made a move, just relying on the aura of martial arts and the coercion of martial arts, which has made Wuchen unable to support it.

Looking at Wuchen's embarrassed appearance, Zhang Long had a sneer in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

I saw him turn around, scan everyone around him with a cold gaze, and said coldly: "See, this is the end of provoking my heaven and earth!"

Some of the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect who were a little shaken after listening to Wuchen explain the cause and effect just now hurriedly wiped out the chaotic thoughts in their minds.

Who knows if Zhang Long's words were said to them?

For a long time no one answered.

Zhang Long turned his head a little proudly, looked at Wuchen and said, "Wuchen, do you have any last words that you haven't explained?"

If not, then hurry up and hit the road. ”

The cold light flashed in Zhang Long's eyes, this time he just wanted to take the dust in front of everyone, who would dare to respect the dignity of heaven and earth in the future?

However, the mutation abruptly occurred.

Wuchen's waist, which was almost bent to ninety degrees, suddenly straightened up for some reason.

At the same time, the martial arts aura on Wuchen's body disappeared into nothing.

The ant finally gave up resistance.

A smile flashed in Zhang Long's eyes.

If he has a martial arts aura on his body, and he is competing with the momentum and coercion of the three for a while, then his painful appearance will be even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Now that his martial aura has dissipated, he has given up his futile resistance.

Three people, no, only Zhang Long's Hou Wu breath alone can crush him!

Thinking of this, Zhang Long shouted angrily: "Bold murderer, don't kneel down for me to die!"

As he spoke, Zhang Long burst out with a 120% momentum and crushed the black dust.

But the breath came, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

The black dust in front of him is like a transparent person!

In addition to being able to see the black dust right in front of him, he couldn't sense his existence through his divine sense.

But I saw Wuchen shake his head, and said to himself with some dissatisfaction: "It seems that martial arts cultivation alone is really not good?"

The slightly relaxed words made Zhang Long and the three of them shake slightly.

How could a person who had dispersed the aura of martial arts speak like this under the pressure of the aura of the three Hou Martial powerhouses and the coercion of the three martial ministers?

"You..." Zhang Long was full of surprise.

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by Wuchen, and said in a distant voice: "Do you think that the three of you Hou Wu, plus the three beast martial artists, will win the battle?"

So then, keep your eyes open and see clearly!

You who are despicable,

One... Not... Be... Place... Target... Weak... Who!"

In the end, Wuchen said word by word, and the voice was not loud but the words were extremely clear, and it penetrated into the ear holes of Zhang Long and the others.

When the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect in the back heard this, they couldn't help but flash a smile of disdain.

This Wuchen can't be crazy, he actually called the three Hou Wu powerhouses who had awakened the martial arts phase weak.

Bai Jianli and Niu Hun, as well as Niu Mengmeng and the others glanced at each other, and they all felt that today's black dust seemed to be a little different.

In the eyes of everyone's contempt, disdain, and doubt, Wuchen opened his arms, and suddenly a gust of wind blew.

The long hair of the black dust fluttered high, and the sleeves of the robe were swollen.

Boom, a thunderclap sounded from the depths of the clouds.

At this moment, an unprecedented aura was born on Wuchen's body, which was like an ocean like a river and a sea, boundless.

When people look at it, they give birth to a sense of insignificance.

Not only Zhang Long and the others, but also the people from Tiandimen, as well as Bai Jianli and so on, all stayed there.

Because the rich aura on Wuchen's body at this time is different from the martial arts aura that does not belong to any level.

If it is said that the sign of martial arts breath is coercion, oppression, and fear.

Then the characteristics of the spiritual breath are broad and mysterious, which makes people revere and worship.

At this moment, the aura that was surging back and forth around Wuchen's body was undoubtedly the spiritual breath. What's even more unbelievable is that this aura is among the top of Hou Ling.

What is this concept?

Before Wuchen entered the Dao Divine Palace, he was just a layman to Lingdao, but now he is already the Venerable of Hou Ling.

How long has it been?

God knows how long it takes for a person to go from being ignorant of the spiritual path to Hou Ling?

I don't know how many people are short of breath and have a dry mouth.

While Zhang Long and the others, who were closest to each other, were surprised, they finally understood that it was no wonder that the Hou Wu aura of the three people had no effect on Wuchen.

Hou Ling, Hou Wu originally belonged to the same realm of cultivation, unless the gap was above two orders, it was impossible to overwhelm the other party with the strength of the breath alone, let alone three people, four or five people might not work.

Wuchen revealed Hou Ling's heavy cultivation, Zhang Long's heart was shocked, but his face did not show it, only to see him sneer and say: "It turned out to be the junior disciple of Lingdao, it is really unpredictable." ”

The people around felt the change in Zhang Long's tone, and Wuchen also changed from a murderer to a junior disciple of Lingdao.

This is the benefit of strength, now that Wuchen is a strong Hou Ling, Zhang Long wants to press the crime on Wuchen's head as he did just now, but it is no longer possible.

Because he knew that even if the three of them were combined, they might not be able to leave the dust behind.

The more advanced the cultivation of a martial artist, the more fearful he is of the same level of spiritual magician.

Don't look at the three of them all sacrificed martial arts, Wuchen just revealed Hou Ling's cultivation.

Who knows how powerful the spiritual skills of the spirit magicians in the realm of Hou Ling are?

At least Zhang Long didn't want to take this risk!

"Three, are you still going to rush up and deal with me alone?" Wuchen stood there quietly and said softly. (To be continued.) )