Seeing Feng Chuang flying backwards with ferocious face and extremely painful, Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect, didn't know that the boy named Murong Chen in front of him had hit him, and a dragon fist really hurt Feng Chuang.

Unexpectedly, this young man in white who only had the Zhenwu realm was injured by Feng Chuang, who was reincarnated by the God King.

Murong Chen must be Feng Chuang's opponent, and he is also a burden to the Ziyang Sect defeating the Martial God Temple. While Murong Chen is still full of wings and is not strong, Luo Yu decided to eliminate the roots and not leave any future troubles.

Luo Yu was determined to kill and used a powerful move to lock in all directions of Murong Chen with a big black hand falling from the sky! Murong Chen used the Tianlong Divine Wings.

Flip.

But he couldn't find a defense that he could dodge and flew upwards, and found that the position had been controlled by Luo Yu's big black palm.

The three-pupil sky fox could not get into Luo Yu's body at all. He was shocked by Luo Yu's loud shouting.

Ji Heng tried even harder, and as long as Luo Yu swung a light punch, he would beat Ji Heng back.

Ji Heng also suffered a lot of injuries, squatting on the ground and vomiting blood.

"Murong Chen, today is your death date. I have to say that you will definitely be Feng Chuang's opponent in the future! However, you have no chance!"

Luo Yu's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. Looking at Murong Chen was like a turtle in a jar, at his mercy.

"This is the Temple of the Martial God!"

Zixiao took action! Murong Chen is the person he likes, a disciple outside the Martial God Temple, and a very promising person in the future.

How could such a martial arts demon and the star of hope be killed by Luo Yu?

"Purple Sky Formation!"

As the formation refiner, Zi Xiao Zhenren has developed a defensive formation.

Lights formed a defensive array, tightly surrounding Murong Chen's body.

"What a joke, but I've heard that Zixiao, the real person in the Martial God Temple, is proficient in formations. When I saw it today, it was true, but you are still too weak!"

Crack Crack Crack Crack… Soon, all the lights in Zixiao Town were shattered… layer by layer, and collapsed.

The elder in the blue shirt shook his hands and a flying sword flew out.

The flying sword headed straight to Luo Yu's head.

Luo Yu was calm and raised his hand gently.

A strong palm wind knocked the flying sword over directly.

The elder in the blue shirt widened his eyes, "What, it's so strong!"

Elder Yang said that behind everyone, he was supporting Lin Zhen. Just in time, taking advantage of the opportunity to support Lin Zhen, he would not have to take action. If he didn't take action, he would not offend Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect.

Elder Yang always felt that the Martial God Temple was no match for Ziyang Sect at all.

Ziyang Sect has a powerful alchemy talent.

Almost all elders are famous alchemists far and wide.

The overall martial arts strength is far above the Martial God Temple. If a person has no long-term plan, he will have immediate worries. Elder Yang has long considered his retreat for himself, and that is the critical moment, like Ziyang Sect surrendering.

After all, being alive is the most important thing.

Lin Zhen struggled and said, "Murong...Brother, I was the one who harmed you!"

Ji Heng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he had no choice, because the strength of martial arts was too different. Even if he wanted to hit the stone with an egg, Luo Yu would not give Ji Heng a chance.

Now Luo Yu's mind is all about killing Murong Chen. If this is not the case, Ji Heng rushed over rashly just now, and Luo Yu would definitely break his body with one palm.

The three-pupil Tianhu was also very injured.

Murong Chen felt the breath of death, but Murong Chen was not panicked, but was very calm. In the current situation, he could only try his best, that is, awaken the martial arts awakening talent in his body, the dragon ancestor's holy blood, use the dragon transformation body to enhance the strength and defense of the body, first dissolve Luo Yu's, the mafia, which fell from the sky.

Crazy, I don’t want Murong Chen to die because it makes me very embarrassed, and Murong Chen does not die at his own hands.

For many years, Feng Chuang has not encountered a decent opponent. Murong Chen is a very qualified opponent. He died under the command of the leader Luo Yu. Feng Chuang felt that he was particularly incompetent.

"Luo Yu, don't, kill Murong Chen!"

Feng Chuang shouted loudly.

Of course, Luo Yu understood Feng Chuang's thoughts. He wanted to kill Murong Chen with his own hands, but it seemed that Feng Chuang and Murong Chen could not distinguish between them in one move or two. He was crazyly injured by Murong Chen's dragon punch, but Murong Chen was not injured at all, which proved that Murong Chen's martial arts cultivation strength was far above Feng Chuang.

Such a peerless monster will definitely be out of control if it grows up in time.

Luo Yu didn't listen to crazy words at all. He made up his mind and killed Murong Chen in the bud.

Murong Chen didn't want to easily use the dragon transformation body because he knew that in that way, his secret might be exposed and a disaster would be caused.

Now, in order to save your life, there is no other choice. Even if you use space teleportation talismans, you don’t have time.

There was a rumbling sound.

The sky of heaven and earth changed color, and the whistling sound of the wind blew! A middle-aged man wearing the robe of the sun and moon came stepping into the air.

The middle-aged man has sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome facial features, and a kind of kingly power all over his body! "Lin Qingyang!"

Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect, instantly changed his face.

Lin Qingyang smiled and said, "Luo Yu, I really admire you. Tangtang's head of Ziyang Sect actually attacked my disciples outside the Martial God Temple!"

"Fire Palm!"

Lin Qingyang, under the flame palm, the sky seemed to be burning.

Luo Yu's big black palm was instantly repelled. Luo Yu stepped on the void and stood unsteadily. He floated back lightly and took a few steps back.

Lin Qingyang stood in the air and glanced at Lin Zhen, the elder in Qingshi, the three-pupil Tianhu and Ji Heng.

There is no need to say anything or think about anything. Lin Chunyang can know what happened.

Murong Chen stepped on the dragon steps, and the dragon god wings made a crisp dragon sound.

In just one breath, we arrived next to Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial Saint Temple.

Stepping on the Dragon Step, the Dragon God's Wings kept trembling slightly.

There seemed to be countless dragons wandering under Murong Chen's feet.

Lin Qingyang looked at Murong Chen beside him, dressed in white, graceful and graceful. There was a sense of confidence between his eyebrows. He was just a disciple outside the Martial God Temple, but with the help of the Dragon God's Wings and the Dragon Walking Steps under his feet, he could reach the state of walking almost stepping on the void.

"Are you my Martial God Temple, a new disciple outside the door?"

Lin Qingyang discovered Murong Chen, who was a monster-like martial arts talent, and the pair of white, dragon scale wings, and the steps of his feet like dragons and snakes, could tell at a glance that Murong Chen was a rare martial arts genius in a thousand years.

Lin Qingyang has been in charge of the Martial God Temple for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such a talented and evil martial artist.

"Murong Chen!"

Murong Chen's eyes never left Feng Chuang from beginning to end.

Feng Chuang shook his body.

He stood in the air as if he was stepping on the void, standing next to Luo Yu, the head of Ziyang Sect.

Feng Chuangyou's immortal is the memory of the God King, and he has many supreme skills. She did not walk on the void at all, but because she retained some understanding of the laws of space, as well as some powerful immortals and magical techniques, which allowed him to stay in the void for a short time. From a distance, she looked like she was fighting a strong man who had reached the Xiaotian realm.

The Temple of the God of War, the entrance of the Temple.

The head of the sect, Lin Qingyang, and Luo Yu, the head of the Ziyang Sect, confronted each other in the void.

And beside Lin Qingyang is Murong Chen.

Beside Luo Yu, there is Feng Chuang, the reincarnated God King.

These four people are like peerless strong men.

Many elders, inner disciples, and personal disciples of the Wushen Temple all rushed out, and nearly 10,000 people came to the door of the Wushen Temple.

"It's the head of the sect, Lin Qingyang! Who is the boy in white next to the head of the sect?

Is there another powerful man from the Xiaotian Realm in our Martial God Temple?"

"This young man in white has never seen him!"

"It's really enviable. You can reach the Xiaotian Realm at such a young age!"

Only strong people in the Xiaotian Realm can master the laws of space, stay in the void, and walk in the air.

This is also the reason why many disciples of the Martial God Temple are envious.

The three-pupil Tianhu and Ji Heng stared at Murong Chen motionlessly.

Luo Yu said: "This time we are here, Feng Chuang, a disciple of Ziyang Sect, challenge your Master Wu Shen Sheng as the leader. Who knows that your third son is so vulnerable!"

Lin Qingyang had long discovered the young man next to Luo Yu, with blonde hair and a golden dragon robe.

This young man is always hard to understand. It seems that there is a powerful force in his body. It turns out that his name is Feng Chuang.

It seems that Lin Zhen was injured by him.

However, according to the strength of this young man named Feng Chuang, Lin Zhen could not have been so slightly injured, and he might have died long ago.

All four of them stood in the void.

Luo Yu looked at the dark crowd below who were all disciples of the Martial God Temple, but in Luo Yu's opinion, these people were all ants, and as long as he waved his hand, he could kill them all.

Lin Qingyang in front of him is Luo Yu’s goal.
To be continued...