The white-haired leader was extremely fast, and a wave of air was drawn behind him, and Shi Aniu was in danger.

Chu Ling closed his eyes in pain, he had already made up his mind in his heart, and he would never die with the Dharma King Hall from then on.

Shi Aniu is innocent, if he loses, Chu Ling, as the organizer, will be unable to escape the blame, not to mention that Chu Ling originally had the idea of recruiting Shi Aniu, but he didn't expect the Dharma King Hall to be so arrogant.

"Die!"

The white-haired team leader let out a 'rueful' laugh, and everyone present was horrified to hear it.

On the other hand, Shi Aniu, although he quickly activated the aper knife and built a defensive network in front of him, in front of the Venerable-level power, it was like a void at all.

"Snorr. ”

The wave of air brought up by the white-haired leader blew up Shi Aniu's clothes, and Shi Aniu was like a leaf in a storm, helpless.

"Haha, boy, use your blood to warn the world, my Dharma King Palace is powerful!"

In the midst of the laughter, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and at the moment of contact, Shi Aniu's defense was like a thin piece of paper, broken at the touch of a button, without any suspense.

Everyone closed their eyes one after another, at this moment, even if it was a Venerable-level shot, it would be impossible to reverse the situation.

"Alas!"

One after another lamentations resounded around them, and a formation genius fell, and everyone felt that it was a pity, but the Dharma King Hall was so powerful that they couldn't resist at all.

Shi Aniu had already closed his eyes in despair, but at that moment, a deep voice sounded from the side: "Song Zifu rat generation, how dare you hurt the old man's disciple!"

The white-haired team leader was shocked, Song Zifu was his name.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air was heard.

Immediately after the situation reversed, Song Zifu, who was indomitable, seemed to have encountered some great terror, regressed rapidly, and even when he landed, he had to take a few steps back sharply because of the huge inertia.

When he stood still, everyone looked at it and saw that a palm-wide opening had been cut on the sleeve of his sackcloth, and dark red blood beads seeped out of his skin.

Everything was completed in the blink of an eye, and the rest of the people present, except for the long-established powerhouses such as Hulu Weng and Sect Master Ling, who saw the ins and outs clearly, the rest of the people only felt a flower in front of them, and then the battle was over.

When the dust settled, everyone was silent, and there was an incomparable shock brewing in the silence:

Song Zifu, a dignified Venerable level, was actually injured in the first face of the battle!

What a terrifying strength, who is the person?

Hulu Weng and they were also silent, and they tried to recall one by one, when did such a famous powerhouse come out of the Triangle?

The swift blade that hurt Song Zifu was quietly suspended in the air, it was something that looked like a formation master's carved aper knife, but the volume was several times larger than a normal aper knife, and the whole body was dark and greasy.

This is not like the noble awl of the battlemen, but like the chisel of a poor carpenter.

At this moment, the sharp blade of the giant taper knife was already aimed at Song Zifu, like a cheetah staring at food, exuding a terrifying aura.

Song Zifu stood motionless, staring at the giant taper knife with a solemn face, his lips moved, and he called out a name softly: "Li Shouzang, it's you!"

"Haha! Song Zifu, I haven't seen you for many years, I can't imagine that you still haven't forgotten me, an old fellow. ”

Heroic laughter came from the audience, and the audience consciously moved out of the way.

I saw that at the end of the path, in the crowd, was a short brown knotted, big bones of the old peasant-like man, the old peasant's arms were extremely thick, and the muscles were strong, compared to the average peasant old man, quite conspicuous.

Li Shouzang, this name is like a key that opens the memories of some of the elders present.

Liufeng Sect's lips trembled, and he grabbed Sect Master Ling's sleeve with great excitement, and said, "It's him... The man from five hundred years ago!"

Sect Master Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and after recalling it for a while, he fell into shock, five hundred years ago, he was just a budding disciple.

And Hulu Weng showed a slight doubt, five hundred years ago, Tongtian Commercial Bank had not yet entered the Northwest Continent.

Sect Master Ling took a deep breath and said to Hulu Weng: "Li Shouzang, the first person in the Northwest Formation Dao five hundred years ago, engraved his natal formation pattern on the cone knife, making the cone knife not only extremely fast, but also indestructible, compared to the flying sword of the ancient sword immortal, it is not weak at all. ”

"Back then, the older generation of the Nine Great Kou besieged the newly established Dharma King Palace, and the Nine Great Kou at that time were all Venerable-level cultivators, but Li Shouzang relied on a flying cone to shake the Nine Great Kou hard, and successfully killed the fifth Great Kou. ”

This battle established the status of the Dharma King Palace, and Li Shouzang was also known as the first attack of the 5,000-year formation division, but since then, he has never appeared again, and it was not until a hundred years later that the Dharma King Hall announced that he was seriously injured in that battle and finally sat on the incarnation of the fall. ”

Sect Master Ling's words evoked the memories of many famous Sect Masters, and they were stunned and said, "It's actually him!"

All the array masters present gasped, Venerable-level master, this person is one against nine in the same realm, this is the rhythm of going against the sky!

Everyone's eyes flashed with admiration.

As soon as the old man appeared, Shi Aniu rushed over and shouted happily: "Uncle Li!, why are you here?" ”

The tall Uncle Li smiled and touched Shi Aniu's head, as if looking at his grandson, extremely loving.

Song Zifu took Li Shouzang's cone knife and did not move, but Li Shouzang ignored him, but walked to Chu Ling's side as soon as possible, stretched out his big hand, and pulled him up.

One pulled him, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you are not a coward." ”

The surrounding sect masters turned red and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down Song Zifu's forehead, and at this moment he held his breath and concentrated, guarding his whole body with the aper knife hanging in the air.

Finally, after Li Shouzang and Chu Ling exchanged pleasantries for a long time, under high pressure, Song Zifu, who couldn't bear it, roared angrily: "Li Shouzang, what do you want?"

As soon as Song Zifu's words fell, Li Shouzang's gloomy gaze was like substance, stabbing Song Zifu directly, and his strong aura was immediately exposed.

Li Shouzang sneered and said: "Today is your Song Zifu who wants to kill my heir, you ask me what to do, five hundred years ago, your Dharma King Hall besieged and killed the old man, and five hundred years later, your Dharma King Hall will besiege and kill my disciple again, could it be that the old man's vein is muddy?"

Li Shouzang's words suddenly made everyone gasp:

"What? It turns out that Li Shouzang wasn't injured by the Nine Great Kou?"

"The founders of the Hall of the Dharma King killed each other?"

For a while, there were rumors, and even the major sect masters were difficult to calm down.

Song Zifu's face changed in shock, and he said, "Li Shouzang, you... Don't talk nonsense, there's no such thing at all!"

Li Shouzang's face changed again, and he roared angrily: "Shameless people, it doesn't matter if you say it, there is a kind of letting Gongxi Invincible come out to confront him." ”

Gongxi is invincible, and he is the master of the palace of the French king......