The Netherworld Alliance is here, will Wu Potian be afraid?

I'm afraid, is it useful, will the people of the Nether Alliance let him go?

In fact, Wu Potian's name was inexplicably ranked first on the Netherworld Alliance's must-kill list two years ago.

Regarding this point, Wu Potian has always been obsessed, for Mao My name should be ranked first on the must-kill list?

Ya, could it be that I raped the grandmother of the ruler of the Nether Alliance?

There are so many masters and seniors in the Flying Feather Continent, don't you rank them first, why is I, a teenager, so important overnight, and I also have the honor of ranking first on the must-kill list?

Grandma's legs drop, even put me in second place, and I feel better, why do I want to be ranked first?

He thought gloomily: It's not a good thing to be ranked first on the must-kill list, he really can't figure it out, what kind of bullshit is this?

If he hadn't had a few brushes, he would have been killed by the masters of the Nether Alliance a few times. are all ranked first, will they die slowly?

Therefore, from that time on, he hated the evil organization of the Netherworld, and was brutally struck by those guys of the Netherworld.

Therefore, from then on, as soon as he encountered the people of the Netherworld Alliance, he would strike mercilessly and kill them all!

Now he is about to become a killer who specializes in killing the masters of the Netherworld Alliance, and few of them have come back alive if they have encountered the masters of the Netherworld Alliance.

Although the Immortal God Emperor and his party were still hundreds of miles away, Wu Potian was surging with murderous aura, and the gray murderous aura was like a mist all over his body, which had condensed into substance, and Sen Leng's murderous intent had quietly filled his heart.

He even wondered if this Immortal God Emperor was an undercover agent sent by the Nether Alliance to the Evil God Temple.

If this assumption is true, then this guy is really well hidden. From this point of view, the depth of this person's scheming can be described as deep as the sea.

Wu Potian secretly thought to himself in his heart: Could it be that I underestimated the Immortal God Emperor?

That guy is so scheming, he has long been eyeing the position of the master of the Evil God Temple, and there must be a follow-up under the old scheming, maybe it is an infinite number of killing moves......

No wonder the old madman confessed to me from the beginning: a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff. Could it be that they discovered some secret?

Well, it's very possible, but even if he has a thousand changes, I have a certain rule, and no matter how many schemes I have, I will see the truth under my hands in the end.

Be careful to make ten thousand ships, the people of the Netherworld Alliance are about to arrive, and in his divine sense, there are at least two great Martial Emperor-level masters who have come with him. There are also two guys whose true yuan is extremely obscure, and Wu Potian can hardly find their traces.

Ya, Martial Emperor level, Martial Zun level?

This discovery made him completely calm down, he must be more careful in the later battle, the Immortal God Emperor is too cunning!

"Hmph, girl, it doesn't matter what the identity of the person who came. Anyway, as long as it is a member of the Netherworld, there will be no one left. All have to die!"

Wu Potian said ruthlessly in his heart.

After a long time of thinking about it, he finally made up his mind, and his heart seemed to brighten a lot, and his confidence in defeating the invading enemy suddenly increased.

Thoughtfulness, determination as steel, and confidence are the psychological qualities that a strong martial artist must possess before going to war.

Only those who face difficulties and are not afraid of hardships and dangers. In order to remove all obstacles on the way forward, stand at the peak of martial arts, and lead the way.

Infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak!

This time, the Evil God Temple and the Netherworld Alliance have formed an alliance, and the matter is too important, judging from the lineup of the Netherworld Alliance. They also take it very seriously.

The distance of hundreds of miles can be reached in just a few blinks of an eye for a master, and just after Wu Potian sensed dozens of breaths, Zheng Congwen's face began to glow, and it seemed that he had also discovered ......

Sure enough, as Wu Potian expected, the Netherworld Alliance came to two god-level masters this time, and it seems that they are here to deal with the old madman and the old monkey.

Thinking of this, the muscles on Wu Potian's face couldn't help but tremble a few times, as if he squeezed out a smile, he was thinking:

"Ya, the two old ghosts finally can't hide now, every time they like to hide behind and watch the excitement, how do you hide now?"

The old madman actually didn't go far, but hid above the clouds in the sky, and when he found Wu Potian's abnormality in his divine sense, he immediately became angry in his heart:

"Stinky boy, you are less proud, you will fight hard, otherwise, when you cry, hum!"

The old monkey demon ape god venerable also added: "Boy, this time there are three martial arts masters, I would like to visit the sneak attack......

"The Three Great Martial Venerables?"

Hearing this, Wu Potian was extremely surprised in his heart, and his calm heart lake immediately became calm, there were only two martial honor-level masters in his divine sense, so where was the other martial honor-level master hiding?

Puzzled, he asked, "Old monkey, you're not mistaken, are you?"

"Hmph, stinky boy, could the deity be mistaken? That guy is hiding far away, and now he is still a hundred miles away, and he is still hiding, and it is very likely that he wants to play a sneak attack. ”

Wu Potian thought to himself: It's not far from a hundred miles, but why don't I feel it at all? Could it be that that person is higher than my spiritual realm?

No matter what, the person who can escape the perception of the power of the soul of this monarch to play the sneak attack has not yet been born, and this kind of person may have it, but there are definitely not many.

Hmph, if you want to sneak attack Benjun, then let's wait and see......

After figuring out everything and making sure that the blind man ate rice balls -- after knowing it in his heart, Wu Potian's body suddenly fell quickly to the ground as if it had been filled with lead, and as soon as the person landed, he sat cross-legged on the ground and remained motionless.

As soon as he sat down, he closed his eyes, looking like an old monk in a fixed position, and he didn't have the slightest intention of attacking Zheng Congwen, the acting hall master.

His style made Zheng Congwen both disgusted and happy: happily, in this way, his life could be temporarily saved;

What annoys and annoys him is his calm and composed, and he doesn't take any master in his eyes.

Ya, let's see how Lao Tzu plays you to death for a while, damn it, let you pretend for a while now, I'll bear it, I'll endure it fiercely!

Looking at Wu Potian, who was sitting and waiting with his eyes closed, Zheng Congwen's eyes erupted with fire, and he wanted to rush forward now. Strangled the guy who killed his own son.

However, he didn't dare, really didn't dare to rush forward.

The only possibility for rushing forward now is to die faster, and he will definitely not do such a stupid thing.

Therefore. He could only stare at Wu Potian's body with a pair of sparkling eyes, if his eyes could kill, now, Wu Potian had died hundreds of times.

Regarding Zheng Congwen's villain performance, Wu Potian has long known it, with his perverted soul perception, how can he not see such obvious actions and mentality. However, he did not take it to heart.

Because, how could he fight with a dead man? What's more, Zheng Congwen is just a little ant at best, so why be afraid?

He's still alive because, right now, he can't die.

The time to come finally came, and Wu Potian, who was sitting cross-legged underground, suddenly turned cold. People flew like goose feathers to a height of hundreds of meters.

And the place where he was sitting cross-legged just now sank silently. It was a palm print, the five fingers were clearly visible, only a few zhang square, but the black hole that I didn't know how many years deep told people how powerful this palm was.

All the martial cultivators on the playground had their eyes wide open. They really couldn't believe it, why was a slap made with such a great force silent?

At this moment, the figure of a middle-aged scribe stepped out of the air like a leisurely stroll, his steps moving with each step. The air rippled slightly, and in front of him, the air seemed to turn into water.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at the height of about 100 meters and nodded, and said with a chuckle: "Wu Potian, how do you feel about this emperor's meeting gift?"

"Average!"

The smile on the face of the people corresponded, Wu Potian did not scold people, but responded flatly, and then laughed softly:

"Hehe, it seems that you have carefully studied Benjun, otherwise, how would you know that I am Wu Potian, and I haven't even seen each other, so you silently give me a palm to meet the gift?

"No, it should be a temptation, because that palm is not murderous!"

The man spoke lightly, with a smile on his face, and was very gentlemanly, as if he were having a family affair with an old friend.

"Shameless, this guy who pretends to be Sven, it's really shameless for his grandmother!" Hearing his words, Wu Potian cursed fiercely in his heart, and at this moment, his face suddenly changed:

As soon as the right foot flicked around, he suddenly punched, and the sharp qi suddenly surged, and the violently compressed air was tortured to the point of "whoa, snort" a sharp whistling sound.

"Ah......h

With a punch, the screams were immediately apparent, obviously, the guy who sneaked up on him suffered a dark loss, and Wu Potian responded to the middle-aged scribe:

"Hmph, good means, this gentleman admires, Ming Xiu plank road, secretly crossing Chen Cang, calculating a chain, ring in a ring, one person comes forward, two martial emperor-level masters are waiting on the side, it's a pity!"

Before he finished saying "It's a pity", his figure turned out to fade and slowly disappeared without a trace, and the person was really gone.

The middle-aged scribe looked for a strange light, and his face finally became gloomy, because, with his realm, he couldn't find Wu Potian.

He knew that this well-planned meeting ceremony had failed completely......

With the Immortal God Emperor, the middle-aged scribe, and another stealth guy, the three Martial Emperor-level masters carried out a sneak attack, and made two moves in a row, but they didn't succeed? Now he has to risk being sneak attacked.

What is this called? Is it called stealing chickens -- eating a handful of rice?

That's true, because Wu Potian's disappearance is too variable, and this guy is too fast, his body is weird, and it is difficult to deal with. This kind of situation has never been encountered by a middle-aged scribe since his debut.

A battle that gets out of control is dangerous!

This time, they came fifty Martial King-level peak masters, three Martial Emperor-level masters, and three Martial Emperor-level masters.

Although this is not all their strength, it is also the most high-end strength in this area, and the masters of the three major martial honorable levels still rushed over from the main hall.

However, the start is too rough now......

From this point of view, there will be a fierce battle today!

But he thought about it instead: On the side of Wu Potian, there are only three high-end powers, and the Netherworld Alliance has three martial master-level masters, including the Immortal God Emperor, there are three major martial emperor-level masters, and the high-end power ratio is six to three, and the middle-aged scribe doesn't believe that if two masters fight one, they will still lose?

Actually, Wu Potian's heart is also very anxious now, because he is still sure that he will fight a big Martial Emperor-level master alone, but now it is really a bit big for him to fight the three major Martial Emperor-level masters at the same time!

However, the two great gods of the Evil God Temple are mud bodhisattvas crossing the river - it is difficult to protect themselves, and it is impossible to support Wu Potian.

When the two great gods defeated two of the three great masters, there was still one martial master, who could sneak attack them at any time, and the most likely target of the sneak attack was the weak Wu Potian.

Because, even a fool knows that to fight a war, you must first fight the most certain battle, so that, first, you can improve morale, and second, you can destroy the enemy's living force as soon as possible, as long as people are eliminated, what are you afraid of?

Therefore, the scene that Wu Potian is most afraid of now is the siege!

If he was besieged and killed by a Martial Venerable-level or a master of the three Martial Emperor-level, he would be unable to escape, and he would not be able to die......

Therefore, as soon as he found that the situation was not good, he immediately hid, and if he hid in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to attack and kill one or two, then the situation would be much better.

However, as the saying goes: good spirits are not bad spirits, God never sympathizes with the weak, Ya, Wu Potian is afraid of whatever it is.

Originally, he was hiding well, but the Xuan Soul suddenly sensed that there was a strong crisis, and it was rushing towards him, and the power was so strong that his Xuan Soul trembled with fright.

As soon as he sensed this fatal crisis, he knew the big thing!

Wu Potian immediately flew out, transporting his Thousand Phantom Ghost Shadow Snake Movement to the limit, and cooperated with the Flying Golden Feather for a while, but it was still a little slower...... (To be continued.) )

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