"Is this guy completely insane?"

After the five words of the power of the imitation artifact spread, Shui Tianheng, who had already stood up to watch the battle, took a deep breath between his teeth.

Taiqingmen was able to firmly establish himself in a second-rate dynasty, and the Great Split Golden Martial Technique was not Zhang Wufeng's final resort, but now this guy wants to use the imitation of Haotian Tower?

For the sake of Taiqingmen's so-called face, is this guy planning to suppress Leng Dao in the Youshui Dynasty?

"Old thing, is it a little inappropriate to use the imitation of Haotian Tower with your strength?" After all, Leng Dao was entrusted by himself to fight with Zhang Wufeng, and small accidents can happen, but if there is really a big accident, he will have to lose his face as the Emperor of Youshui today.

"Shui Tianheng, you don't give me the imperial accent here, this kid's combat power can't even be done by you, but now it's not your Youshui royal family who has lost face. ”

Seeing that Shui Tianheng was obstructed, Zhang Wufeng's last bit of sober reason almost collapsed.

"It's okay, it's that Zhangmen took the initiative to use the fake Haotian Tower, and today it's still an extreme battle, and it's not a battle of life and death. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and Leng Dao lowered his head and smiled indifferently at Shui Tianheng.

"Uh~"

After the young man spoke, the three or four thousand spectators in the square, including Shui Tianheng, hesitated at this time, and were invisibly choked by the ghost behind him, and it was difficult to breathe, and Rao is face of the Emperor of Youshui had a touch of morbid funny.

has fought to the present, Leng Dao told him that this is not a battle of life and death, what kind of scene is the battle of life and death experienced by the young man?

"The master of the chapter door is free, "

After answering Shui Tianheng, Leng Dao made an invitation to Zhang Wufeng again, he also wanted to see what kind of majesty this fake Haotian Tower was.

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you kid is enough to laugh at this dynasty realm. ”

Leng Dao's expression became calmer and calmer, and the muttering in Zhang Wufeng's heart became more and more intense. Before the battle, he didn't think that Leng Dao was grandstanding, not to mention that Leng Dao had already seriously injured him before, but now he had to send an arrow, and he also had reason to believe that with the power of the fake Haotian Tower, it was enough to suppress Leng Dao.

What's wrong with the fakes? Even the fakes have a lot to do with the ten major artifacts of the Source Domain.

In these years, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can't suppress the dragon and the phoenix.

Airplanes~

Above the sky, Zhang Wufeng waved his arm after speaking, and saw that the imitation of the Golden Red Hao Heavenly Tower placed in front of Zhang Xuan and covered with a red handkerchief immediately rose to the sky and was held in Zhang Wufeng's hand. With Zhang Wufeng urging with Wu Yuan, the jade bead tower that flowed with a golden and red arc of light in the imitation of Haotian Tower was full of light, and in a short moment, the tower actually rose fifty meters high.

"It's delicate enough. ”

Looking up at this terrifying momentum, the golden red light flowed on the body of the tower, and the six statues of the tower with the pearl dragon head swallowed the imitation of the red light belt, and every inch of space under the tower pedestal exuded a domineering aura that made ordinary people lose the will to resist, and the white-robed young man smiled lightly.

It is rumored that the real Haotian Pagoda ranks fifth on the list of the top ten ancient artifacts, and according to legend, the tower is of any size and infinite mana. It has the ability to swallow the heavens and the earth, suppress and seal the evil demons in the world.

But the Yin and Yang Martial Source of his Yin and Yang Martial Source is deep and dark, and he is an evil demon?

"Boy, if you don't prepare, you will be completely suppressed by the master of this sect!"

Seeing that Leng Dao was staring at his fake Haotian Pagoda as if he had lost his mind, Zhang Wufeng didn't bother to remind him kindly, and suddenly the golden-red imitation tower with a height of fifty meters and a diameter of thirty meters at the bottom of the tower had strangely appeared fifty meters above Leng Dao's head.

Under the pagoda, the back of that white robe was so small.

"Whew~"

Affected by the domineering suppressive aura, Leng Dao's face couldn't help but turn pale. And at this moment, Leng Dao is finally no longer in the Yin Yang Wuyuan that has been suppressed for a long time, the rolling Wuyuan is turbulent like a cloud hanging from the sky, and Leng Dao's figure is missing again.

Airplanes~

At this moment, under the attention of everyone inside and outside the square, the fake Haotian Tower was shining brightly, with a sharp and piercing hoarse hum and a very impactful posture pressed down towards the cold road.

Seeing this scene, Shui Tian Heng Hu Zhang Wufeng in the field is an old madman. If Leng Dao can't accept the attack of this fake Haotian Tower, then whether he can stay in this Xuanshi Square and the thousands of spectators here is two words!

"Whew,"

Just as thousands of people in the audience had already gotten up and ran towards the outermost floor of the audience, a sound like droplets of water dripping into the calm lake in the sky was amplified thousands of times before dispersing.

Everyone stared at it, but saw that the imitation of Haotian Tower, which had fallen extremely violently, slowly stopped in mid-air.

A scene appeared, and a theatrical breeze flowed through the wide battle square.

Leng Dao actually blocked the fake Haotian Tower controlled by Zhang Wufeng?

Call~

At this moment, the breeze was blowing, and the Yin and Yang Wuyuan wrapped in the cold channel slowly dispersed, and seeing the scene in the sky, thousands of people's mouths opened wide, almost wanting to swallow eggs.

Under the pagoda is still the young man with a somewhat tattered robe, and at this moment, there is a yin and yang barrier with a diameter of twenty meters and a thickness of one meter at the foot of the cold road.

In Leng Dao's hand is a ten-inch cold front flowing with the source of yin and yang martial arts, the blade is faintly crystalline, and the handle of the cold front is carved with black and white dragon and phoenix double seals.

Ten inches of cold front for extinguishing the sky,

"Good guys, this is the real four-two-to-two. ”

At this moment, the tip of the ten-inch cold front pointed directly at the bottom of the pagoda with a diameter of thirty meters, and with the blessing of the Yin and Yang Wuyuan, there was no trace of fracture on the tip of the blade. Seeing this small divine weapon, Shui Tianheng's eyes flashed with a ridiculous realization.

It's no wonder that Leng Dao turned a blind eye to the fake Haotian Pagoda at the auction, only a ten-inch-long divine soldier could withstand the terrifying attack of this pagoda, and people didn't seem to look down on a fake artifact.

Just staring at the Leng Feng Divine Soldier carefully, Shui Tianheng, who had read a lot of Divine Soldier classics, was not impressed.

"It's really hard to climb!"

One person, one striker, and one tower fell into a balanced confrontation, and Shui Tianheng off the field was laughing at himself.

The hole cards of the cold road are endless, and the hole cards of each battle are enough to surprise and blush the masters of their identity, and their Youshui Dynasty is really not worthy of the eyes of the cold road.

...

"It's... How is this possible?"

On the side of the pagoda, Zhang Wufeng, who was floating in the air and his palm was patting down, muttered at the golden and red pagoda that did not move.

Previously, this fake Haotian Tower was stunned for a moment, and what he was thinking about was not why Leng Dao had such an amazing method, but... He was too clear and spent 34 million silver taels to buy a fake.

He can tolerate the fake Haotian Tower, but this thing is not so outrageously fake.

"Give me repression,"

However, sensing that the blood vessels in the neck of the cold channel were about to burst, the arm holding the cold front was trembling, and Zhang Wufeng was a little relieved.

Since it is not a matter of the imitation of Haotian Tower, how many heaven-topping means does Leng Dao have, he only needs to exert force to suppress it. Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng yelled, but he even used the strength to eat.

"Hiss~"

Under the tower, the cold throat of the heart was sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. After that, I saw that the young man's mind was controlling the yin and yang barrier under his feet, and after slapping the bottom of the fake Haotian Pagoda with a palm of his left hand to stabilize the downward trend of the pagoda, Leng Dao's right wrist turned, and the tip of the extinguishing sky swam rapidly.

"Huh?"

Thousands of people couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Leng Dao's behavior so strange, and there was a piercing rustle of grinding stones in their ears, and Zhang Wufeng also frowned. But suddenly, the master of the Taiqing Sect frantically knotted his handprints like he had met a ghost, and the pagoda that was originally pressed on the top of Leng Dao's head was taken back by Zhang Wufeng.

"Little thing, destroy my Haotian Tower?"

A terrifying coldness swelled up in Zhang Wufeng's roar.

"Inscription Completed"

With a twist of his wrist, the cold front disappeared into his right arm, and the young man looked up to the sky and laughed.