Martial Peak

The appearance of these seven strong men suddenly made Dong Lianghan and others relax a lot.

They rely on a group of young people to fight against the gods. They are also scared and scared. Now there are seven strong people, and they can't help but feel that they have the backbone and the backbone.

Tang Yuxian also flew gently around Tufeng.

Except for Shadow 9 at this moment, the remaining eight people gathered here! In the face of the eight gods, I am not afraid.

Eight people are eight!

Although the numbers are equal, the strength is different.

The opposite of the eight people, all above the gods, is the elders of the eight people.

The eight blood servants, but only four gods swim nine floors, four gods swim eight layers, the strength is far from the difference.

"Big blood madness!" When Tu Feng and others came here, they did not hesitate to directly display the taboos of Yang’s blood service. The violent energy fluctuations came out, and everyone’s face showed a touch of red. Light, the power of its own blood and blood rises rapidly.

Yang Lanfu and those who watched the bustle were dumbfounded.

What a spectacular scene is the use of blood madness by seven blood servants?

The blood servant itself is synonymous with the strong, and it is basically invincible in the same order. They fight with people. Unless they encounter special circumstances, they will use the technique of taboos, and they will not use them when they are idle.

It can be said that seeing a blood-shoulder display blood madness is enough to make people feel good, but now, it is seven people who use it at the same time.

The momentum and energy shocks that have gathered together almost completely disrupt the aura of the entire war city.

The eight gods were also slightly moved, and they did not expect that they could achieve this level.

"Let's relax!" Yang Liting screamed. "Do you still know who you are?"

"Too elders don't blame!" Tu Feng's face turned red, and the blood was extremely strong. Lang said: "Although you are the Yang family's elders, I am also the blood of the Yang family. But since the Elder Hall has ordered me to follow. Xiaogongzi, then I will be a small son, and at this moment, nature is to guard him."

"In your eyes, his safety is more important than the family honor?" Yang Liting looked cold in the face.

Eight blood waiters nodded at the same time, Tang Yuxian said: "Too elders, according to the meaning of the elders, we are only loyal to the young son, his safety is more important than the family honor. If something goes wrong, I will wait for 10,000. If you are guilty of death, if you have a good time today, please too elders!"

"Reverse you!" Yang Liting was extremely angry and laughed. His face was slightly twitching. With his status and strength, no one ever dared to rebel against him. Yang Jiaxue was a gold signboard of Yang’s family and was loyal. Pronoun, but I did not expect that this time, the blood servants who have been hailed by the world as the right arm of the Yang family, will fight against themselves at all costs!

Especially in this view, Yang Liting suddenly felt that his majesty was violated.

"Foolish loyalty!" The scream of the gods who had urged Yang Liting had been chilling. It was quite stupid to look down on the stupid practices of the blood servants. In his view, the strong members of the Yang Family Blood Church are strong and loyal, but in In some cases, it seems to be a bit stubborn, such as the situation in front of you.

"I have no objection, but if the predecessors want to make it difficult for us, we... don't agree!" Tu Feng looked at the eight people in front of him and shook his head slowly.

"Even if you are with you, you are not qualified to stop this elder!" Yang Liting was angry and seemed to be determined to clean up the portal here.

"If you count the old man again?" A sound that seemed to be somewhat ethereal was passed from far and near.

Hearing this voice, the eight gods couldn't help but look at it, and stare at the source of the sound.

I saw that in the darkness, it seems that there is a person who floats like a fairy, walks around, is not too slow, and looks calm and calm.

He did not go fast, but it was only three or two steps, and he came to the crowd. I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He stood in the middle of the air and was taller than the eight.

Standing at a steady pace, looking down at the eight people in front of me, I look at myself.

Yang Liting and other faces were dignified, staring at the endless dreams, and the brows gradually locked up.

Although the person in front of him only has the cultivation of the peak of the gods, they always feel that this person is not simple. The steps he walked over seem to be arbitrarily stepped out, but in the midst of the darkness, there is no trace to find.

This mysterious feeling, even on the top of the eight people's journeys, is somewhat difficult to see through.

How can a warrior at the peak of the gods of the gods have such a deep understanding of the martial arts? Everyone was secretly scared.

Eight people are also well aware of the existence of the dreamless endlessness. After all, he has come to the battle city for a short time, and his understanding of him is only to stay on his cultivation.

He thought that he was just an ordinary **** of martial arts.

But now, the eight talents are waking up, and this peak of the gods is not very general.

In the face of him, people like Yang Liting have created a crisis and pressure from the bottom of their hearts. It seems that if they are alone, they are not his opponents at all.

"There are old men!" Another pass came over. This time, the eight people's gods can't help but feel a little shocked.

Dreams have nowhere to appear, and they still know a little bit. The powerful knowledge of eight people permeates every corner of the city, and naturally they can detect his breath.

The person who can speak now is like the one that comes out of the air. The breath does not leak a little. If he does not take the initiative to show up, the eight people will never be able to detect it.

Can let them not notice, the cultivation of the people has no need to guess.

Above the gods! This can only be done on the top of the gods!

In the battle city, I have always hidden a master above the gods.

If this person is bent on the disadvantages of these younger generations in the battle city, then the consequences... eight people instantly emerged from cold sweat.

Fortunately, he seems to be not malicious.

Looking around, I saw a hairy white, quite a few old-fashioned old man walking from the other side, just like the dreamless endless appearance, eye-catching, shocking people's hearts.

What makes the eight people somewhat puzzled is that the mystery of the heavens that he has stepped on seems to be somewhat similar to the one who just came out first.

The man stood outside a few dozen feet and looked at the dream with no smile. The dream shopkeeper smiled and shook his head: "I already knew that you were in the battle city, and now I can’t hold it anymore?"

The old man apologized and smiled: "Lao Mengxiu has been bothered by this time. I really can't easily come out."

"I know." The dream nodded slightly.

"I also want to thank Meng Xiong for discussing martial arts with me for more than ten years. Since I was promoted, I have benefited a lot. Many people have not figured it out before, and now they understand."

"Serious." The dream is indifferent, "We are two, no polite!"

Seeing that the two people regard the heroes of the world as nothing, here they will reunite for a long time, and they will have a good time to talk about each other.

They did not put themselves and others in their eyes.

Although the heart is annoyed, from the short conversation between the two, eight people also heard something unusual.

These two people should be old-fashioned, and it seems that the first person to come out is quite polite.

what happened? Is it true that the latter should be lower? What qualifications and skills does he have to talk about the martial arts with the former? Even more grateful for the former?

He is also taken for granted, not arrogant.

Everyone can't help but be confused.

"Don't ask the two high names?" The autumn man looked dignified and asked.

Although it is determined that these two people are not malicious, they only come out to protect Yang Kai, but such a powerful master, they also want to know the identity and origin of the other party.

The dream is boundlessly smiled, and it is light: "Ling Xiaoge contributes to the shopkeeper, the dream is boundless!"

This self-introduction makes all those who don't know the endless dreams feel a little cramped.

The shopkeeper... a shopkeeper in the district, actually has such momentum and cultivation, this Lingxiao Pavilion, is it true that it is the sect of the hidden dragon and the tiger?

"What about this?" Take a deep breath and the autumn man looks to the other old man.

The man nodded faintly: "Ling Xiaoge's head, Ling Taixu!"

The strong guys of the eight people have changed abruptly!

Ling Xiaoge head, Ling Taixu!

The only one who was born in the second class, but was able to promote the gods of the sea! In this historical record of the whole world, it is a unique honor.

There has never been a second-class power out of the record of the gods. Even Lu Si of Lu’s family was only able to break through to the gods after the Lu family was promoted to a first-class family, and thanks to the guidance and promotion of the autumn masters, he had this achievement.

Ling Taixu, these three words represent a legend, a living legend.

Moreover, he still has an apprentice.

His apprentice is the evil lord of the current ecstasy! The control circle is thousands of miles, the six evil kings under the command, the wicked evil spirits countless evil masters!

The evil Lord is angry, the heavens and the earth are discolored, and the souls are coated with charcoal.

So when I heard the words of Ling Taixu, eight people couldn’t help but feel nervous, especially the Qiu Dao. At that time, he was led to go to the Lingxiao Pavilion, and a fire had burned the Zongmen. Now the people are standing. Here, there are also festivals between each other.

If it is really to fight, this battle city is probably over.

However, what the eight people can't think of is that this Ling Taixu is clearly not so long after promotion. How do you feel that the insights on the heavens and the martial arts are more profound than those of others?

If not, how could they not always notice the existence of Ling Tai?

These eight people, each of whom has been promoted for at least 50 years at least, can not say that the strength has not improved at all in the past 50 years, and some have risen somewhat, compared with the people's Ling Taixu, that progress is negligible.

How did he do it?

"It turned out to be Ling Xiong!" Qiu Dao people converge on the look, gently nodded, "Long-awaited name."

"Don't dare!" Ling Taixu gentle smile, did not find the meaning of ambiguity, but humble and abnormal: "It must be counted, a few are also Ling's predecessors, the predecessors can afford to see, called a brother, is already Lingmou Man's honor." (To be continued)