Jin Wushen, the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty, his words can be said to have a vital role at this moment. And at the moment when Jin Wushen spoke, Sikong Ancestor's face changed.

He has a friendship with Jin Wushen, but he feels that his face is not big enough for Jin Wushen to change his beliefs.

But at this time, he had to insist, because this matter was important and related to the survival of their Sikong family, so he stepped forward, and said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "Brother Jin, you can't talk nonsense. ”

"Are you questioning the decision to come to the door?"

Without waiting for Jin Wushen to speak, Sikong Ancestor said in a deep voice: "Although Brother Jin is the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty and has a bright future in the future, I believe that Brother Jin will still need help in the future." ”

"Please be cautious Brother Jin!"

The two words of caution were almost squeezed out of the gap between the teeth of Sikong Ancestor through his gritted teeth, and from these two words, the smell of Sikong Ancestor's warning could be heard.

For a long time, Sikong Ancestor has been extremely polite to Jin Wushen, but now, in the face of the fundamental interests of the family, Sikong Ancestor can't help but tear his face.

Jin Wushen looked at Sikong Ancestor, and Sikong Ancestor at this moment also looked at Jin Wushen without giving in. Between the two people, a majestic aura was like a whirlwind sweeping the clothes of the two.

Although neither of them moved, many people could see that if the two of them moved, it would definitely be an earth-shattering scene.

"What is white is white, and what is black is black. Jin Wushen slowly stepped forward and took a step closer, his face calm. But he said undoubtedly: "No one." Black and white can be changed. ”

Although Sikong Ancestor is a strong man of Yipin. But the gap between him and Jin Wushen is too big.

With Jin Wushen's step, he was a little speechless for a while. His face was flushed red at the moment, but his mouth seemed to have a hidden power, making him want to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Young people. What is white is not necessarily white, and what is black is not necessarily black, as long as you have the strength, the black can become white, and if you don't have the strength, the white cannot become white. ”

Faintly, there was an undoubted voice, which sounded above Jin Wushen's head, and the moment he heard this voice, Jin Wushen looked up to the sky.

Void. Someone walks in the air, and this person has no wings on his body. But he stood in the void, as if he had no weight.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a cyan robe, and carrying a wide long sword behind his back.

His countenance is not handsome, but his whole person stands in the void, which gives people the feeling that he has merged with this piece of heaven.

The moment Sikong Old Ancestor saw this person, he felt that his body was trembling, he couldn't believe that all this was true, but that person had already coincided with the figure in his heart.

"Sikong Xiang greets his uncle!" As he spoke, Sikong Ancestor knelt on the ground in a proper manner.

Sikong Xiang is the name of Sikong Ancestor, but this name has not been mentioned for so long that many people have forgotten who Sikong Xiang is.

But compared with the three words of Sikong Xiang, the most shocking thing is the two words of uncle and ancestor that came out of Sikong Xiang's mouth.

Uncle Ancestor, Sikong Xiang's Uncle Ancestor, so how many years has this person lived, and his identity gives people a feeling of being ready to come out.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man standing in the void just snorted faintly, and then ignored Sikong Xiang.

Obviously, he is very dissatisfied with the current Sikong family, and he is also very dissatisfied with Sikong Xiang, who is the ruler of the Sikong family.

The other first-rank great masters who were watching the battle also understood at this moment, so after they quickly glanced at each other, they saluted the middle-aged man respectfully: "Meet the seniors!"

"You don't need to be polite. As the man spoke, his eyes fell on Jin Wushen, who had not saluted him.

"Your qualifications are very good, and you are very proud, but what I want to tell you is that here, when I say black, it is black, and when I say white, it is white!"

"Are you convinced?"

The man's voice was not high, but when he took a step towards Jin Wushen, many people felt the pressure of the air around them, which suddenly increased tenfold.

The flowers and trees planted around, and even some jade chairs and stone benches, all turned into powder in an instant. And where these people are are still on the periphery, it is conceivable what kind of situation Jin Wushen is under the shroud of that person's momentum.

Jin Wushen's whole person stood like a javelin, and his eyes looked straight at the visitor: "True is true, fake is false, even if a lie is told ten thousand times, it is still a lie." ”

"In my eyes, what you did was wrong, it was wrong!"

Jin Wushen's words were extremely calm, without any emotion or sonorous persistence, but when they were heard in people's ears, they gave people a sense of strength.

This feeling is terrifying, this feeling is admirable, this feeling is admirable!

Iron-clad and heroic!

Sikong Xiang looked at his uncle carefully, he knew that Jin Wushen's words hurt his uncle's face very much.

How important is the face of a master of the Leaping Realm, Sikong Xiang knows very well in his heart that he is not afraid that his uncle will punish Jin Wushen, what he is afraid of is that he will be affected by Jin Wushen.

After all, many times, it was the city gate that caught fire and affected the fish in the pond.

"A good black and white insistence, don't think that if you are the seed of the sect, you can be unscrupulous, I tell you, the sect has more seeds, but it is not a mortal, it is a mortal. ”

The man slowly fell towards the top of Jin Wushen's head, and the moment his body fell, a stream of cyan energy formed a cyan pillar of light with a thickness of one zhang in the void, pressing straight down towards Jin Wushen.

"And mortals, they are not qualified to talk back to Yue Fan, you kneel down for me!"

Jin Wushen's body shook for a moment, and then his whole person was like a sword, a sword that pierced into the sky, a sword that would rather bend than bend.

The sword light rushed up from his body and pushed towards the green pillar of light, but Jin Wushen still thought a little too simple at this moment, although the sword intent that rushed out of his body was extremely sharp, but compared to the cyan pillar of light, it was much worse.

"Get down on your knees for me!" the man said as his body fell three feet suddenly. With the fall of these three feet, the floor made of white jade around Jin Wushen turned into fly ash in an instant.

The expressions of the first-grade great masters around them changed greatly, and they looked at the man's gaze, becoming more and more awe-inspiring.

The Great Grandmaster of the First Grade, with the power of heaven and earth, was almost invincible, but at this moment, they felt that they were like an ant in front of this master of the Leaping Realm.

The power in their bodies was simply vulnerable in front of this Transcendent Realm master. Therefore, they must not offend a master who leaps into the mortal realm.

A few martial artists who were good friends with Jin Wushen looked at Jin Wushen who was still standing upright, but there was a trace of blood in his eyes, and their faces showed worry, but they didn't dare to intercede for Jin Wushen at this time.

"Hehe, hehe, then I'll see how long you can hold on!" The man didn't move as he spoke, but looked at the huge pagoda.

"I'm the Guardian of the Messenger this time, if that kid can't pass the thirteen-story Zhentian Tower, then he will have to pay the price. ”

"Wait a minute, wait for you to shoot together and kill this fang. ”

Sikong Xiang listened to the words of his ancestor, and a torrent of joy quickly rolled through his heart, he never thought that his ancestor would be the supervising messenger of this road against the sky. He knew in his heart what that meant.

With his own ancestor here, how could Zheng Ming walk through the thirteen-story pagoda and how could he defeat the heirs of the thirteen holy sects!

And this situation makes Sikong Xiang feel extremely comfortable, because it means that even the heavens are bless their Sikong family!

Even if he gives you a seemingly fair chance, in fact, it is still heaven.

His majesty does not allow people to challenge, so he wants to let all those who challenge the majesty of heaven hit their heads and bleed in the challenge to heaven.

No, no, it should be broken bones, which is why his uncle can become the messenger of the Inspector this time.

Jin Wushen bit his lip tightly, he felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on his body at this moment.

This huge mountain made his skin crack, and drops of bright red blood flowed out of the skin of his body, and he knew that with his status, as long as he opened his mouth, that person would definitely let him go.

But he can't, he doesn't care! He insists, he wants to use the sword in his hand to cut everything in front of him that stands in his way.

His sword was meant to accumulate, and he held on. In the eyes of many, this is a stupid, unreasonable insistence.

At this moment, Zheng Ming was already standing on the sixth layer, and the gatekeeper of this layer was a strong man with a sword, a true disciple of the Fast Sword Valley.

Compared with the way of the fast sword, Zheng Ming felt that he still needed to wait, as long as he recovered his body, then he could make a move.

"Ming Shao, I don't think you have to struggle anymore, this Zhentian Tower, there is still a quarter of an hour of effort, it will be hidden, and you will definitely not be able to break through the remaining layers. ”

The heir of Kuajian Valley is a young man with narrow eyes, he is thin and weak, but the whole person gives people a sense of viciousness.

"As the saying goes, listen to people's persuasion to eat enough, I think what you can do now is to wait honestly, I believe that in the end, that adult will definitely let you live." ”

Zheng Ming's gaze, through the window of the pagoda, fell on the hourglass, how could he not see that the speed of the hourglass falling into the sand suddenly became four times as fast as before.

"Is there no time just like that?" Zheng Ming looked at the heir of the Fast Sword Valley, and his voice was full of cold words. (To be continued.) )

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