Xiongwan, the lord of Miluo Island, has a cultivation close to the realm of transformation, and when he was caught off guard, he was blown away by this awakened ancient warrior, and his appearance was slightly embarrassed.

Xiongwan was angry, in order to regain face, he raised the Yuyang ruler and had to come up and fight.

"The male island master is slow, kill chickens with a knife, let me clean up this demon. The red-haired old man said loudly, he has the cultivation of the Nine Golden Pill realm of blood condensation, and he is about to show off at this time and gain prestige.

The red-haired old man held two judge's pens in his hand, and stepped out with heavy steps, and the bone path continued to crack everywhere he passed, like a spider's web.

The distance between him and the ancient warrior was only more than sixty zhang, and the ancient warrior's well-defined face was extremely serious, and he walked towards him step by step.

At the beginning, the red-haired old man was still at ease, and when the distance was retracted, he could clearly feel the strong coercion coming from the ancient martial artist.

The red-haired old man released his spiritual power and let out a loud shout, staring at the ancient martial artist fiercely, but the latter didn't realize it and didn't take a step back at all.

The surrounding monks could all feel the terrifying spiritual impact contained in the red-haired old man's gaze, and hurriedly concentrated on calming down and stabilizing their minds.

The ancient warrior continued to move forward as always, and the coercion became stronger and stronger step by step.

At this moment, the red-haired old man felt like thunder rushing in his mind, and in a trance, he felt that every step of the ancient warrior was on his mind.

As the distance approached, the coercion of the ancient warriors who had taken so many steps in a row swept together, like the waves of the sea.

The red-haired old man had no time to display the martial arts he was good at, and under the huge shock in his heart, he couldn't help but stumble backwards.

The golden light flashed in front of him, and the ancient warrior had already flashed in front of the red-haired old man, and a punch directly bombarded his heart.

"Click~"

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and the red-haired old man's ribs broke several times, and his heart collapsed.

He instinctively swung his two judge's pens to defend, but the ancient martial artist was better at hand-to-hand martial arts, and easily cracked his defense, and then clasped his hands together and struck out with a heavy collapse punch.

The red-haired old man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, spurting a large amount of blood in the air.

He was a master of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill realm, and he was so unbearable in front of this awakened ancient martial artist that he was completely suppressed and defeated.

The red-haired old man stood up with difficulty with the support of the judge's pen, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he said gloomily: "Do you know the White Crane Sect in the Golden Bull Sea?"

He had always used his sectarian power to suppress people, and at this moment he actually said such words to the mysterious ancient warrior.

"Hmph~" The ancient warrior in the golden robe snorted coldly and rushed quickly, leaving layers of phantoms in his passing.

"Boom~"

The ancient warrior pressed his hands on the shoulders of the red-haired old man, knocking him out of a distance of more than two hundred zhang, and then slammed into the mountain of bones in front of him.

Until he rushed out from the other direction, the red-haired old man collapsed like a broken sack, his breath was gone, and the two judge's pens fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Brother Luo, why did you leave like this? It's all because the owner of the island didn't come to the rescue in time. "The hypocritical way of the Lord of Xiongwan Island.

He said it to the other monks, and now, he had no reason to dodge, so he immediately put the ancient spear into the storage bag, let the pale red short knife levitate in front of him, and walked towards the ancient warrior with the jade yang ruler.

"Just give it a go, if you fail, I'll come to your aid. Xie Lingtian had long been unaccustomed to seeing Xiongwan, and said leisurely with his hands on his shoulders at this moment.

The lord of Xiongwan Island was full of anger, but he didn't want to turn his face around, and snorted coldly: "I can clean up such demons alone." ”

The body of the ancient martial artist is extremely fast, like thunder and lightning, without warning to impact in front of him, he is quite good at close combat, the subtle ancient martial arts are unleashed, and the majestic energy is roaring.

The Lord of Xiongwan Island is also a master who has experienced a hundred battles, how can he be overwhelmed by his momentum, and as soon as his mind moved, the pale red short knife suspended in front of him slashed fiercely on the shoulder of the ancient monk.

"锵~锵~"

The metal trembled, and sparks sputtered on the shoulders of the ancient warriors, and the pale red short knife was a spiritual weapon, and it could not be damaged in the slightest.

"I don't know what is alive or dead. The ancient warrior said indifferently in a deep voice, his eyes as cold as a thousand years of ice.

The ancient warrior's shoulder luck shattered the pale red short knife, flashed out, and smashed it on the pale red short knife with a violent fist, the original brilliant sword suddenly dimmed, and the blade trembled a few times, and then fell.

The Xiongwan Island Lord was very sad and hurriedly put the damaged pale red short knife into the storage bag, the spirit weapon was extremely precious, and it could be regarded as a treasure of the sect's inheritance.

And the Yuyang Ruler is another spiritual weapon of the Lord of Xiongwan Island, containing flame energy, after using it for many years, he decided to use the magic he is good at to defeat the ancient warriors.

The Xiongwan Island Lord was dressed in a black robe, his wide sleeves hunting in the cold yin wind, his expression was solemn, and he recited an obscure incantation in his mouth, throwing the jade yang ruler into the void in front of him, and at the same time, the magic trick in his hand changed rapidly.

The jade yang ruler swirled and swirled a whirlpool of energy, surging towards the ancient warriors.

The air was rippled like water by this powerful energy, and you can imagine what would happen if you were hit by this vortex energy.

"You are the one who doesn't know whether to live or die, demon, rest in peace!" Xiongwan has always been ruthless, and his cultivation is very close to the transformation realm, and he is only close to comprehending it before he can step into this new realm, which is not strong.

The cultivation of the half-step transformation realm urged the blow of the Yuyang ruler with all his strength, and the Xiongwan Island Lord was confident that the monks below the transformation realm would be killed with one blow, as long as this blow was hit.

With a loud roar, the vortex energy bombarded the ancient monk's body, but it did not explode, as if there was no obstacle, roaring and continuing to move forward, the bone path was shattered everywhere it passed, and the ravines were shocking.

"Could it be that this is a phantom in front of you?" Xiongwan was a well-informed person, and immediately reacted that he had been deceived by a secret technique.

So he instinctively grabbed the Yuyang ruler, and then pulled it out, the ancient warrior would definitely make a sneak attack, all of this was just a matter of an instant.

At this time, a powerful hand was like an iron hoop, clamping the wrist of the Xiongwan Island Lord, followed by an attack like thunder, the ancient warrior was quite good at grappling, and the Xiongwan Island Lord was good at Taoism, so it was a little difficult to fight in close combat.

The Xiongwan Island Lord was quickly suppressed by the ancient warrior's wonderful tricks and was unable to fight back, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"If I don't let you get close, how can I be the old man's opponent?" shouted the Lord of Xiongwan Island angrily.

A sneer appeared on the face of the ancient warrior, and he said in a deep voice: "Ignorance, to hell with it!"

With a slamming fist, the crimson Gangmang was like a materialized iron hammer, flying the main blow of Xiongwan Island out of the distance of more than 200 zhang, submerged into the mountain of bones, and life and death were uncertain.

Then, the ancient martial artist turned his head to stare at the monks present, his reddened gaze looked at everyone for a moment, and suddenly pointed at Xie Lingtian and said, "You are a Transformation Realm cultivator, so you will start to kill you!"

"What a big breath, you don't have a beast soul pattern on your forehead, you haven't reached the transformation realm yet, right?" Xie Lingtian sneered.

"The cultivation in ancient times was different from now, although I was in the half-step transformation realm, you were not my opponent at all. "The ancient warriors are extremely arrogant.

Lin Feng looked at this scene calmly, he knew that he couldn't help himself now, after all, there were too many secrets hidden by the ancient martial artists.