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Knock Knock Knock –

Knock Knock Knock –

With the word "roll" whistling from afar, dozens of war drums on the edge of the school field sounded abruptly. In an instant, it was like a storm, knocking on everyone's shocked hearts.

In the school field, the 70,000 elite halberd soldiers suddenly looked solemn.

The majestic and natural military formation shook in vain, and then took a step forward in unison, as if it were one.

After a loud bang, the whole earth seemed to tremble violently for a moment.

At the same time, countless iron halberds with fierce cold light suddenly swung forward, and the extremely sharp three-headed halberd blades pierced the air, and the sound was extremely terrifying. From a distance, the huge phantom array was full of dust, and even the temperature in the school field was cold for a few minutes in an instant.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The next moment, a thick and unmessy shouting of killing suddenly started, and in the midst of the stormy drumbeat, it soared into the sky and resounded through the sky.

At the edge of the school field, Yun Wubei's pupils shrank suddenly.

"In terms of momentum alone, these 70,000 Fengyang troops are definitely not under the Houfu Tiger and Leopard Ride!"

With a secret praise, Yun Wubei pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, looked away, turned to look at the red figure in the sky, bowed down and smiled: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, the Ninth Uncle Ancestor is still as fierce as wind and fire, it's really embarrassing!"

As he spoke, the smile on his face disappeared.

With a wave of his sleeves, he raised his head to the fiery figure and teased: "Wu Sadness is the next patriarch of the Jingbian Hou Mansion, this is the ancestral law." Now on their own chassis, where does this 'roll' begin? Could it be that the two uncles have severed their bloodline ties with the mansion and have established a family?"

In the sky, a majestic Jindan Realm coercion volleyed down into the sky, and the red figure had flown over the top of the clouds and slowly descended.

In terms of generation, this person is the ancestor of Yun Wubei's uncle, but above his red fire-like armor, he actually has the appearance of a middle-aged man, not the slightest bit of age.

The gaze full of disdain descended from the nine heavens, and the color of ridicule was overflowing.

"Hugh should be clever in his words, the old man will not eat this!" If the words of the Lingli clan come from the mouth of the martial arts, the old man will have his own explanation, but how can you, a junior, dare to talk to the old man like this?"

With a cold snort, the man stood in the air with his hands in his hands, his face was cold in vain, and he shouted violently: "Within three breaths, get out of this formation for the old man!"

The sound of loud shouts echoed, and the drums rained down again. In the flying dust, the 70,000 Fengyang Army once again took a step forward, and the sonorous sound was everywhere, and the unrivaled momentum crashed into the edge of the school field.

Dozens of zhang away, Yun Wubei commanded the dust that came from the face.

A few unruly colors floated, and in the next moment, an incomparably strong black light exploded, and a wild laugh rose to the sky.

In just half a breath, he had galloped in front of the middle-aged man, and in his stunned gaze, he stretched out his hand and pointed in front of the man's nose.

"Let Yun get out of here within three breaths?" The sound of sneering sounded, Yun Wubei's face suddenly became gloomy, and he laughed coldly: "Then, forgive Yun for being disrespectful, within three breaths, I want all the 70,000 Fengyang troops here to surrender, and I want the two of you to hand over your soul blood and be Yun's slaves!"

A haughty sneer began in the sky above the school grounds, and time seemed to stand still, and the heavens and the earth fell silent.

After a while, the middle-aged man's calm expression disappeared, and the anger in his chest suddenly erupted like a volcano.

As one of the few remaining Jindan Realm real people in the clan, even if he has never entered the eyes of the world, even if he is a side branch of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion, no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful. Anger rose from his heart, and a trace of surprise rose in the man's chest, and in an instant, he was overwhelmed by the rage.

The fire around him was surging and ignited, and he shouted loudly.

"The erector is arrogant, suffer death!"

The surging Dan Fire, after drinking heavily, enveloped the whole person in an instant, and the palm of his hand flipped up along the fire armor, and suddenly imprinted on Yun Wubei's chest.

。。。

Below the school grounds, the old man with fairy wind bones was suddenly shocked!

His brother is already a real person in the Jindan Fuya Realm, and the Yunlu ranking is not below the real person in the clan, and his fiery temperament is even more convenient. If this palm is sealed, how can the junior be lucky?

Before he had time to think about it, the old man was in a state of illness, and suddenly rushed into the sky, and shouted in a hurry: "Brother's subordinates are merciful, don't do it!"

Not far away, Uncle Zhong's eyes were already cracking, and his speed was even higher than that of the old man. The small sword as thin as a willow leaf suddenly soared upward, and with a flash of sword light, it was lit into the raging fire.

At the same time, the skyline is cloudy.

With the blazing fireworks, a fire palm rapidly enlarged in Yun Wubei's pupils.

The heat invaded, and the sleeves of his shirt rolled up.

The corner of his eyes swept over the two whistling figures, and he heard the anxious angry voice of the Thirteenth Uncle Ancestor, and the essence of Yun Wu's eyes was in vain.

Ignoring the Jin Dan Zhenren who was close at hand and easy to do, he struck with all his might, Yun Wubei laughed faintly, and his heart was like a rebellion in the scorching sun, and it should have been a life-and-death fight at this moment. Now I see that the two uncles are worried, so it's okay!

Thinking of this, the star's eyes narrowed slightly. At the moment when the fire palm print came, the divine power of shrinking the earth was great, and Yun Wubei disappeared in vain.

In the next moment, he appeared a hundred feet behind the middle-aged man, standing with his hands lightly and speaking indifferently.

"The clouds in the clan are screaming in the air, and they are taking the road of softness, and they are better than treacherous. The Ninth Uncle Ancestor is fierce from his heart, and he is indecent, and he is interesting and tight!"

As he spoke, his face became fierce, ignoring the gloomy gaze of the Ninth Uncle Ancestor in the flames, and said in a cold voice: "What about Jin Dan? Today, let Yun teach the Ninth Uncle Ancestor, what is Cong Yun Xiaokong!"

Before the words fell, Yun Wubei disappeared again, and after less than half a breath, he suddenly appeared on the side of the middle-aged man, and his pitch-black palm suddenly probed into the flames.

Thorn -

There was a sharp grinding sound, and the old man and Zhongbo stopped in shock.

looked at each other, and the eyes of the two were full of horror.

"Brother Zhong, is this person really the son of Liewu, Yun Wubei? This-"

subconsciously spoke, but saw that Zhongbo was also shocked and unspeakable, and his eyes looked directly at the erratic black shadow in the sky.

From afar, in the whistling wind in the sky, the flames rolled and dyed half of the blue sky.

The coercion of the vast Jindan was like a storm, raging and spreading in all directions. However, after the sharp grinding sound, the shadow disappeared again, and in an instant, it appeared ghostly beneath the flames, and then parted with a single touch.

In his eyes, the blazing fire was incomparably blazing and imposing. But that dark shadow is still above the flames!

The law is treacherous, and the shape is like a ghost.

The flames, which were obviously superior, were so helpless that they could only look around in the air and roar endlessly.

Cold sweat was left along his sideburns, and Zhongbo embarrassedly withdrew the small sword that was floating in the air.

A few steps away, the old man on his side was shocked and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Secret Dao: What a weird escape, it's really amazing!

He immediately turned around and bowed his hand to Uncle Zhong, and said with a bitter smile: "My pulse is bitter, Brother Zhong should know." It's our eldest son's deep scheming! Everyone in the world says that there is no sorrow, but it is a meme, but now it seems that he just has eyes and does not know the real dragon. Even the old man thought that there was no sorrow, and this time it must be a big defeat and a loss, and he fled in a hurry. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the sky, his expression was extremely complicated, and he sighed faintly: "Now that I have the cultivation and combat power of the real people in the Jindan Realm, and the loyal brothers to help me, although there is still no chance of victory, it will not be too embarrassing." ”

After a period of silence, Uncle Zhong retracted his gaze, an obscure wry smile emerged, and he smiled abruptly: "The enemy of Younan, Jindan should have five fingers, and Fengyang also has Mingtai Si Tu Su, and led the two people under his command to sit in the Jindan Realm. This kind of formation, even if the Hou Mansion pours out, is only a situation of injuring the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred. It's just that Xiaoshao's idea has been exhausted, and the old slave can only whip and kick, and the left and right are just a death!"

The old man's expression darkened with Zhongbo's words.

Hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen in Daliang are eyeing each other, and the south has become a constraint, and there is no news from the Taishou Mansion. If the relocation of the clan and the clan can avoid this disaster, for the sake of the lives of many relatives, even if it is infamy.

But the commander of the Ming Tai Division has arrived, and the butcher's knife is held high, under this 'blood slaughter' butcher's knife, how can he be lucky?

And the entire Youzhou, the entire Yun Clan, the only vitality fell on the Puyang Xuanyin Holy Sect. At this time, when the whole body is moved, the eldest son of his own lineage, is very unwise to act like this!

A series of chaotic thoughts flashed, and the old man said gloomily: "The elders of the clan don't care, and let Wubei act so recklessly?"