The flying sword shook the nearby air current, and a powerful deterrent followed, which was the power of the mid-tribulation attack. Wu Sihai shouted: "Wu Zheng just stopped." "But it's too late.

Yue Qianchou didn't have time to think about it, the speed and power of the other party's shot were terrifying, and he couldn't help but think about it, it was just a matter of thought, and the flying sword was already threatening the momentum of the people. "Ahh According to his temper, he couldn't help but be angry, he listened to Wu Sihai's words and put away the green fire, but Wu Zhenggang took the opportunity to start, how could he swallow this breath.

The cyan flames rushed forward, and the people around them were taken aback, and their eyes quickly swept around, and there was a feeling that there was no way to escape. The power of the green flame, everyone has understood it before, an elder in the early stage of the tribulation was burned to ashes at that moment, how dare everyone let it touch. In desperation, all the people swung their swords directly at the wall behind them, breaking a hole and flashing out.

Wu Zhenggang has no sword in his hand, but he has cultivated to a high level, and his backhand is a palm, which directly collapses a thick stone wall, and the person flashes out with the palm momentum. Yue Qianchou, who released the flames, was even more startled, thinking that the power of the green fire could melt the flying sword, but although the opponent's sword showed signs of melting, it was enough to kill him before it melted, and the time delayed by the mistake of judgment made the dodge no longer in a hurry.

In the storage bag, a series of cold rays flew out like lightning, almost in a zero-error way, one after another crashed into the flying sword, and the sound of almost no distinction was the continuous attack of nearly twenty flying swords, which stopped the attack of the opponent's flying sword. Yue Qianchou waved his hand without hesitation and condensed a green fire like a tornado, and in the sea of fire, he wrapped the flying sword with a ball of fire, exerting the strongest high temperature to burn. As long as the flying sword is not destroyed, the opponent may still attack remotely from a distance, and if the flying sword of the mid-tribulation monk attacks continuously at close range, it is not something that his cultivation can resist.

A whole circle of holes suddenly broke out on the walls of the entire martial arts ancestral hall, and a person flashed out of one hole, followed by cyan fire dragons behind each person. Viewed from above, the samurai ancestral hall has become a multi-legged crab. The elders who escaped from the house stood far away, all with uncertain faces, they never thought that more than forty elders in the Tribulation Period would be forced to flee by a young man in the Yudan Period.

In fact, they were quite good, there were a few children who were guarding the door at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and they didn't have time to escape without knowing the situation, and they were engulfed in flames in an instant, and they didn't even have time to scream.

said it was slow, but in fact it was fast, from Wu Zhenggang to now, it was just a few blinks of an eye. After Wu Zhenggang stood firm, he grinned in anger, and wanted to summon the flying sword to continue the attack, but his face changed, and he found that the flying sword had lost contact with him just now.

The flying sword is ruined? Wu Zhenggang looked at the cyan flame that had wrapped the ancestral hall in disbelief, as the great elder of the Martial Patriarchal Association, the flying sword he used was a medium-grade magic weapon, how could it be destroyed in an instant? Even if he wanted to destroy it at the end of the tribulation, it would take some effort! Could this cyan flame be so terrifying? After comprehending it, he still couldn't believe it, Wu Zhenggang's pupils shrank when he looked at the burning flame, he didn't believe that his flying sword could be destroyed with Yue Qianchou's cultivation, the only possibility was this strange green fire.

"Wu Zhenggang, you're in trouble!" Wu Sihai, who was dozens of meters away, roared at him. Because Wu Sihai has always believed that there is a mysterious and powerful force behind Yue Qianchou, he offended Yue Qianchou this time, and then he didn't know what kind of revenge he would incur.

"A helpless cultivator, I'm afraid he will do something. Wu Zhenggang replied loudly, he was feeling sorry for his flying sword, not to mention that he didn't think what would happen if he offended Yue Qianchou, so he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Everyone surround this scum who destroyed my martial arts ancestral hall, I don't believe that he will hide in the fire forever and come out." Some of the elders who would listen to his call immediately dodged and flew in all directions of the ancestral hall.

The cyan flames on this side soared into the sky, becoming the most eye-catching place in the entire martial family, and the children of the martial arts family flew in one after another, and they gathered around for unknown reasons, and the people who could talk to the elders were asking what was going on. After Wu Licheng asked his grandfather to know that the person who made a big fuss in the ancestral hall was Yue Qianchou, he was a little dumbfounded, and muttered to himself: "How can this be, how is this possible? How could Brother Yue destroy my martial arts ancestral hall." ”

Wu Sihai glared at Wu Zhenggang, and said angrily: "It's not that someone forced it!"

In the bustling Mao'er Island, there are many wine shops, teahouses, and shops, and people come and go on the street, and suddenly someone shouts: "Look, what's going on with the martial arts?" Everyone followed and looked, only to see the blue light in the direction of the martial arts, and they didn't know what they were doing? No one needed to greet them, as long as the people on the street had the ability to fly, they all jumped on the rooftops on both sides of the street to watch.

"Oh my God, is that the blue fire?"

"I guess it looks like a blazing flame, don't you see that it burns? weird, how can there be a cyan fire? What is the martial artist doing?"

"What's so strange about this, last time I saw the star flame trick in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, the flame released was actually a crimson fire. ”

"Look, there's still a person standing on the burning roof, uh...... Am I mistaken, how can there be people standing in the fire?"

Several flying swords poked holes in the roof with a "boom", and Yue Qianchou flew out, standing on the roof with a cyan flame awe-inspiring momentum, looking around, and staring at Wu Zhenggang. The condescending Yue Qianchou looked gloomy and silent, like a god of fire, putting pressure on everyone from the momentum.

The sound of "......" high-speed flight came, and everyone turned their heads to look, Yue Qianchou was no exception, only to see three black dots flying quickly from the direction of the waterfall in the distance behind the martial artist. At such a long distance, the three black dots arrived in a few moments. The three old men stood out of thin air not far from Yue Qianchou, probably sensing the strong temperature of the green fire, and the three of them looked at each other in surprise. And Yue Qianchou was also looking at the three of them, chuckling in his heart, the secret path is not good, judging from the speed of the three of them, it should be a monk at the end of the tribulation, and then looking at the clothes, there is no doubt that he is a member of the martial arts.

Sure enough, the martial arts family members who were surrounded below saluted in unison and said, "I've seen the clan elder!" Wu Zhenggang wanted to beckon everyone to do it, but when the clan elder with the highest rank in the family came, it was not his turn to speak.

The three old guys standing in the air ignored the following, and the old man in the center frowned and said, "Young man, who are you, why do you want to burn my martial arts ancestral hall?" In this era, the ancestral hall of a family is the most sacred place of this family, and destroying the ancestral hall of people is equivalent to making enemies of everyone in this family.

Yue Qianchou knew that he couldn't take advantage of this time, and he came to the end of the tribulation three times at once, and even if the monks of this realm were compared with the middle stage of the tribulation, they were also heaven and earth. Although Qinghuo is hugely powerful, it is impossible to control Qinghuo with his current cultivation, maybe he can try it when he reaches the Yuan Infant Stage, and now doing it is tantamount to looking for death.

Yue Qianchou didn't answer the old man's words, his eyes slowly moved to Wu Zhenggang again, and he snorted coldly: "Wu Zhenggang, you deceive people too much!" Then he looked around and said coldly: "You martial artists are ungrateful! And you Wu Zhenggang, my head is temporarily stored on your neck, waiting for me to pick it up. Hey, hey, I'm going to put my words here today, and you'll see!"