Immortal Martial Venerable

Seeing that his sword move was completely reversed by the opponent, Uncle Zhong was astounded at this moment even though he had experienced hundreds of battles and his mind was as firm as stone.

"This young man from the Beitang family is actually a magical person?" Uncle Zhong was startled, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of despair. Magician, irresistible! It is not that a warrior like him can compete with it.

However, in the end, he was extremely experienced in fighting people, and when he realized that something was wrong, he immediately turned his long sword in a circle, transporting it like a shield, blocking it in front of him.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and there was a sound of chi chi. It was actually blocking the space in front of him so that water could not get in. The little bit of starlight sword qi that shot back instantly collided with the sword and shield.

"Ding ding ding..." There was a burst of dense and crisp crashing sound like rain, a little bright sparks, like splendid fireworks exploded, sprinkled with stars.

At a critical juncture, Zhongbo completely blocked the endless starlight sword qi, but in the end, it was reversed and returned to the unparalleled sword qi. But it also resolved the danger of being injured by his own swordsmanship.

The short moment when the two fought each other was shocking to the onlookers, especially the unpredictable magical power that Bei Tangao showed, and it was terrifying to be able to reverse the opponent's attack.

Uncle Zhong was secretly frightened, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down his face. The young man in front of him, because of this supernatural power, was already standing in an invincible position.

"Protect the young master to retreat!" Uncle Zhong made a decisive decision and shouted to the guards. Ling Luoyan was disguised as a man. Therefore, Uncle Zhong did not call Ling Luoyan a young lady, but a son.

"Yes!" The commander of dozens of yellow-clothed guards immediately took the lead, leading hundreds of green-clothed guards to disperse with a squeak, guarding Ling Luoyan, Xiaocui and Xiaoyue two servants, and then retreated.

Although the number of guards in the Ling family is large, there is no panic and order. Each of them is an experienced warrior. In the secular world, these guards have the strength of third-rate martial arts, and it is not a problem to lift a thousand pounds.

Of course, martial artists in the secular world have long lost the true inheritance of martial arts. Although there are thousands of people who practice martial arts, they are all exercises to strengthen the body. The martial artists who have truly practiced have long since disappeared.

If the Ling family's hundreds of third-rate warriors were released, they would be as low as thousands of troops, and their strength should not be underestimated. However, in the eyes of people in the cultivation world, the third-rate martial arts in the mundane world are just a group of ants, and they can kill as much as they come.

"Want to go?" The middle-aged man who was watching the battle waved his hand, and the dozens of men in black behind him rushed out like phantoms. .

Dozens of people against hundreds of people, as usual, this is simply the most stupid thing to hit a stone with an egg, a crazy act that is tantamount to suicide.

But today, it was different. These dozens of black-clothed men were all surging with tragic suffocating aura, with a terrifying and terrifying aura. They were literally dozens of murderers.

The aura that erupted from the dozens of people was actually faintly suppressing the breath of the hundreds of Tsing Yi guards, which was truly incredible.

"Beitangyi, do you really want to kill them all?" Zhongbo said in a deep voice, staring at the middle-aged man in black with his sword-like eyes in front of him.

"I'll say it again, hand over that thing, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" said the middle-aged Beitang Yi Senran.

"I'll say it again, I don't even know what you're talking about!" Uncle Zhong saw that the situation was in critical condition, but he still refused to hand over that thing.

Because he knew that the owner of this thing was in the Dragon Emperor City, and that person's background was bigger than the Beitang family.

If that person can't see this thing, their Haotian business group will also be in disaster.

"Ao'er, do it!" Beitangyi's deep eyes narrowed into a line, and he ordered Beitangao directly.

"Yes, Uncle!" Beitangao showed a cruel smile, and then stepped forward, endless blue silk emerged on his body, he was like a huge blue silkworm cocoon, swallowing thousands of silk threads intertwined around him. .

"Go!" Beitang proudly shouted, and the blue silk made of thousands of energies suddenly rose into the air, intertwined into a large net, and headed under the hoods of the hundreds of people in the Haotian Business Group in front.

These hundreds of Tsing Yi guards are the backbone of the Haotian Caravan. As long as these people are eliminated, the rest will be ordinary workers. It doesn't matter whether they are killed or not.

At the same time, the blue silk that shot out also immediately surrounded and attacked Uncle Zhong. After Uncle Zhong tried his best to resist several moves, the long sword in his hand was entangled by the blue silk.

"Boom!" The long sword was instantly smashed by blue silk and turned into hundreds of pieces and fell on the ground.

"Wow!" There was a scream, and I saw blood in the blue light, one arm flew up, and the hand of that arm was holding a sword hilt.

A thin figure staggered back.

"You old man, die!" The endless energy blue silk rushed forward, seeing that hundreds of people were about to be served, Beitangao's wanton words fell in the ears of everyone, but it was like a bolt from the blue.

With such magical powers, even if there are thousands of troops, they are not necessarily the opponents of this terrifying young man.

"Beitangao!" Just when everyone was desperate, suddenly, an earth-shattering shout came from behind the camp, rolling sound waves, rolling like a galloping horse, the ears of hundreds of people suddenly buzzed, and there was a moment in the world. aphonia.

"Who!" Everyone was shocked, especially the Beitangyi, whose face suddenly became extremely solemn, and Beitangao's face changed even more.

"It's unreasonable, that evil star didn't die, now it's troublesome, kill the people in front of you first!" Beitangao's heart was shaken, and the huge net made of endless blue silk still shrouded the hundreds of blue-clothed guards.

"It's him?" Ling Luoyan, who was guarded by hundreds of Tsing Yi guards in the center, was stunned when she heard this voice. Everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with her. The person she cared about appeared when she was in danger. .

But seeing above the ancient road, a white shadow came straight from the rear like wind and electricity. The speed of the approach was very fast, leaving afterimages in the passing void, and it came to the vicinity in an instant.

Vitality surges like mountains and mountains, and even the people of Beitang's family are all pale. The dozen or so men in black were forced to retreat again and again, and their bodies were unstable.

"Damn!" Seeing the scene in front of him, the visitor immediately became furious and pushed forward with a palm, and the endless golden light swept forward like a golden wave.

Beitangao's big blue net was about to fall on the heads of the hundreds of Qingyi guards, but the endless blue silk shattered and dissipated under this golden aura.

Beitang Ao was struck by lightning, and his body shook violently. He stepped back a few steps, his face flushed violently, and his chest and abdomen tumbled and swelled sharply. The magical power was broken, and he suffered a lot.

The palm strength like a raging golden ocean wave cancels each other out with the thousands of blue silk.

"Huh!" A gust of wind blew, and the white figure came to Beitangao in an instant, and punched it directly, without dazzling arrogance, without terrifying fluctuations in vitality, just an ordinary punch.

However, even with this seemingly ordinary punch, the space in front of the fist has ripples visible to the naked eye. This is pure power, and the space also oscillates.

Beitang was so arrogant that he could never have imagined that just a moment ago, he was in control of the life and death of others, but now, he himself is in danger.