Luo Wenchang frowned slightly when he saw this situation. "Why are you still in a daze?" Are you not leaving yet?

"Sect... monarch, go... no way!"

The disciples of Xuanling said in pain: "Because..." Because Brother Mu and Sister Jia, they... they are both of each other... It was defeated by one of the other's actions."

...

"Hahaha! Waste is a waste!"

At the door of Xuanling Sect, a man wearing a blue long gown and a sword looked down proudly. At this time, Mu Yong and Jia Sanniang were lying on the ground, holding blood like a pillar of blood in their mouths.

Behind him was a woman in green shirt standing with her eyebrows slightly frowning.

They are the core disciples of Xiuzhen Shin-Kang Sect, Ouyang Xu and Lin Shu from the Arctic Snow Mountain.

It was obvious that they left the snow mountain and headed south to Xuanling Sect before fighting this battle.

Ouyang Xu was afraid that he had not come to Xuanling Sect directly, so before Xuanling Sect, he didn't know how many brigades he had gone to.

Because Fang Xuanling and Zong Qinghou and Lin Shu had not taken out his waist sword by his side, it can be seen that from the beginning to the end, only Ouyang was Xu, and no one could resist his actions. Even μ Yong and *** Sanniang were lying on the ground at this moment!

Mu Yong and Jia Sanniang are Luo Wenchang's biological disciples and are born strong. Now, after so long, they have made a breakthrough. They both have reached the level of legend.

With their joint efforts, Ouyang Xu not only had an advantage, but also made them fall to the ground with one blow and could no longer be beaten.

How could Mu Yong and Jia Sanniang not be surprised at how young they are and so strong?

“You…who are you?

Mu Yong looked at Ouyang Xu in panic, his eyes full of anxiety.

This is Yang Tian’s second visit to Zong Xuanlin.

But he came back in a state of anxiety. Mu Yong was not too panicked, but just snorted, "Your advantage is indeed admirable, but we are not a deceitful Xuanling Sect!" My master is even stronger than Shang Adi. I advise you to stop and catch him immediately. Otherwise, when my master comes out, he will not forgive me easily.

Master? God-level? Hahaha!"

Ouyang Xu laughed after hearing Mu Yong's words.

Yang Atian!

Today’s myth!

An invincible existence in the world!

Luo Wenchang looked at the arrogant Ouyang Xu in front of him, and didn't know how he could compare with Yang Atian. What's more important is that in practice, he had never heard of Ouyang Xu's name.

However, now Ouyang Xu knocked on his door and killed his apprentice Mu Yong with his sword.

So even though he knew that he was invincible, Luo Wenchang sneered, "Who are you?" Why did I kill my Tang Xuanling?

"You don't deserve to know who I am!"

Ouyang Xu glanced at Luo Wenchang arrogantly and sneered: "?Are you the so-called god-level hero?" Let's try it first."

After saying that, Ouyang Xu's wrists trembled, and his sword suddenly turned into a dragon. He roared and poured down from the air and headed straight for Luo Wenchang.

Luo Wenchang was shocked to see this scene.

Otherwise, he knew that the sword must be extraordinary because of its impetus before him.

So there was almost no hesitation. Luo Wenchang just shouted like this and fully utilized his cooking skills.

"Nine Ghost Hands!"

Luo Wen's long hand suddenly stretched forward, and countless gray ghosts tangled on it like this, causing his arms to turn into a fiery red phosphorus color. As a name for Jiang Da, it is a veritable ghost hand!

When other Xuanling disciples saw this scene, they looked expectant!

They knew that these nine ghost hands were Mu Yong's unique skills, but Luo Wenchang, as Mu Yong's master, showed unprecedented power.

In their opinion, with such strength, he will definitely be able to successfully win Ouyang Xu!

Just the idea is good, but the reality is cruel and unusual!

Qinglong saw the hands of Lang and Luo Wenchang's ghosts. As soon as he touched, he immediately destroyed the withered and rotten situation and directly cut off the way for all ghosts.

As for Luo Wenchang, he immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

When the disciples of Zong Xuanling looked at each other carefully again, they were sweating profusely and even kneeled on the ground, their hair fading away.

Because in their eyes, Luo Wenchang, the person who was promoted to the throne, should show his powerful power, and at that moment he broke his arm, and the blood seemed to be fatal.

Ouyang Xu stood there, slowly closing his eyes arrogantly.

There was also a sword, Luo Wenchang, a kind of divine power, which was directly discarded by Ouyang Xu.

However, compared with those Xuanling disciples, Luo Wenchang did not show much surprise even though his face was pale.

After all, before he first met, he knew that he was not Ouyang Xu's opponent, so he just stared at Ouyang Xu, his face was ugly.

Ouyang Xu turned a blind eye to Luo Wenchang and said disdainfully: "?Is this a god-level hero?"

"Tianlei Pass, Blowing Snow Tower, Jiuxing Village, Xuanling Sect..." Since your journey south, your camp has been very good, but waste is a waste after all! Along the way, no one deserves my second sword!"

"Scenery of Thunder?" Is the Snow House? Jiuxing Zhai?"

After hearing Ouyang Xu's words, Luo Wenchang's face became even more ugly.

Because of these names, he heard that it was not far from his discipline!

Has Ouyang Xu been there?

As for the result, Luo Wenchang did not expect that because his hands and the dead Mu Yong were enough to explain everything in front of him!

Ouyang Xu gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

"I said, you ants are not worthy of knowing!" I'm afraid no one in the world is qualified!" Ouyang Xu turned around and wanted to leave with a smile.

Luo Wenchang looked at his arrogant look and almost used all his strength to shout: "You are very powerful, but the world is very big. Do you think no one can cure you?"

"Oh? Do you think someone can beat me?"

After hearing this, Ouyang Xu turned around and sneered.

"I don't know the others, but there was someone who killed you like an ant!" Luo Wenchang gritted his teeth.

Speaking of this, Ouyang Xu was not angry, but instead said with a smile: "Haha, killing me is like killing an ant. I haven't heard such an interesting joke for a long time. Who is this person?"

"The myth of the world!" Kill God, Mr. Yang!

Luo Wenchang hummed almost word by word: "In this world, Mr. Yang is an invincible existence in the world." From the age of eighteen, he lost everything in the world in just a few years, and even the Three Sages are not his opponent!

"Sanxian?"

After hearing this, Rao Shiou couldn't help but exclaim: "Are there three wise men in this world?"

However, Lin Shu immediately said to the person on the other side: "Brother, unlike the Three Sages we call the Three Sages, the Three Sages are not robbing Yuan Ying's soldiers in this area, but the peak existence of Yuan Ying."

"Nin Ying Peak?"

After hearing this, Ouyang Xu nodded slightly, but soon mocked contemptuously: "In our three districts, four gates, and one valley, we are also like you and me, and we are the core disciples of the mountain.

"What? Tang Xuanling was destroyed? How is this possible? Who did this?"

"Who else did it?" You are so ignorant! This month, more than 30 practitioners were attacked, and more than 90% of them were destroyed.

"Are you over thirty? My God! Who did this?

"I don't know, but it is said that the attacker is not only very young, but also very strong!" Some people even suspected that the attacker's power had reached the three counties!

"Saint...Xi'an Saint! This...How is this possible?

In this short month, such conversations have happened almost among practitioners around the world!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!