Martial Myth System

black demonic energy soars into the sky, and the powerful aura is overwhelming the entire territory.

Hundreds of black clothed tricksters guarding Qingyan Taniguchi were forced by an imposing manner at the same time to retreat in a semicircle until they retreated beyond the Jacaranda forest.

Various sects experts attending the meeting stood up one after another.

Han Feng got up like Bai Feihuang, feeling a little familiar.

This kind of extreme depression makes people fall into a ghostly oppression. The last time I felt it...I was facing the Wheel King on Qishan Mountain.

This kind of homology and similar feeling can only be the powerhouse that also ranks among the ten thrones of worshipping the cult.

As hundreds of treacherous congregations retreated, a divine and solemn man dressed in black gold emperor costumes and a flat crown on his head, with a golden scale floating behind his back, slowly walked into the Qingyan Valley.

Two Demon Generals follow each other from left to right.

Behind them are dozens of red-clothed prison ghosts who worship cults.

The evil spirits and the walking corpses have always acted together.

These hell ghosts are here, which also symbolizes that a considerable number of walking corpses may have been far away from Qingyan Valley.

Those impervious to sword and spear are also strong as an ox. If the number is too large, even martial arts people with extremely high martial arts will not be easy to deal with.

Han Feng stood beside Bai Feihuang and looked at Chu Qingni guarded by the gray robe envoy.

Chu Qingni, surrounded by her, also looks at Han Feng.

The two people could not help but think of the experience of fighting Wheel King in Qishan.

There is a scale floating behind this guy, which should symbolize balance, measurement and equality.

Then, the identity of this person is very obvious...Ten Kings of Cult Cultivation——King Pingdeng.

A fierce and overbearing imposing manner, if there is substance, it will overwhelm everyone present.

King Pingdeng proudly stepped into the Valley of Clear Flames, staring straight at everyone present.

"A group of self-proclaimed mediocre people, united with the side door of the Sacred Heart Gate, do they think they can really shake my teaching?"

King Pingdeng while speaking, the palms condense black energy, casually Generally pushed forward, the irresistible black True Qi surges out, and the blue Jacaranda flowers sweeping the valley are swept into the sky.

The extremely murderous intention is hidden in the infinitely magnificent scene.

Chu Qingni's gray robe messengers all around felt that the energy released by King Pingdeng was coming towards Chu Qingni. One after another, they stood in front of Chu Qingni.

A total of twelve Grade 7 experts practiced hand resistance and released the gray inner Qi to form an Inner Strength wall.

Nether power hit the inner Qi wall, and the wall collapsed. Twelve gray robe envoys retreated at the same time, vomiting blood and redness in their mouths.

Four white clothed Palace Lords sprang up nearby, guarding the center of Chu Qingni.

A puff of gas, Liuyunhouye Fang Lanting also appeared in front of Chu Qingni.

Hundreds of treacherous congregants poured out from the nearby wooden buildings, with dreary and cold aura shining swords in their hands.

"Fang Lanting, do you think you can stop me?"

This King Pingdeng seems to be even more arrogant than the original Wheel King, wearing a black golden emperor The costumes kept moving closer to Chu Qingni. As he got closer and closer, everyone present felt more and more intense oppression.

In fact, in these years, Han Feng has not encountered Martial Artists who are stronger than the ten cult kings, such as Jun Huaixu, Nangong Lian, or the wicked three in the Sword Suspension Department battle. However, Jun Huaixu and Nangong Lian did not actually use true strength in front of Han Feng, and the battle between several wicked giants and Jun Huaixu was restricted by the Seven Pagoda Formation, and it was not intuitively felt.

The oppression that King Pingdeng brings now is actually the strongest oppression Han Feng has faced.

"Heretical path of the devils, to act unreasonably, it is really bold!"

Mr. Libation Chancellor of Nanyin College [Writing style distinguishing ink] Zhu Qingjue saw King Pingdeng's arrogance and could not bear it , The whole person flew up, and King Pingdeng slapped him with his palm up.

Sect awe-inspiring righteousness manifests invisible aura, rushing all around.

The blue Jacaranda rain scattered all over the place soared into the air again because of this majestic and turbulent air wave.

One after another, Zhu Qingjue Yukong took a palm and printed it in front of King Pingdeng.

However, King Pingdeng's chest faintly showed a purple and black evil mark, even if it was Zhu Qingjue's Sect, it was difficult to break through.

Look at King Pingdeng's back Innate scale flashing a ray of light of different colors, the black gold sleeves flicked, and a palm of the sleeve was punched out to fight Zhu Qingjue's palm.

The shock of good and evil, the majestic vigor made the people who are not well-founded could not help taking a step back.

Zhu Qingjue was repulsed by the evil spirit's unstoppable vigor. He swayed on the spot, kneeling on the ground, and vomiting blood in his mouth.

The [Wind Mouse] Deng Shuo rolled his eyes and loudly shouted at the righteous people present: "You fellow, this evil cult treats us as nothing, we really can’t just sit and wait for death. Let’s do it together. I don’t believe that King Pingdeng can really have Three Heads Six Arms!"

Speaking of Deng Shuo, he took the lead in attacking King Pingdeng and moved his body to get close to King Pingdeng. Only Emei Sting pierced King Pingdeng's waist.

However, as soon as King Pingdeng carried the Innate scale on his back, Deng Shuo flew upside down.

The short and fat figure staggered for two steps, knelt down suddenly, bleeding from his eyes and nose, and fainted.

Good wind mouse turned into a comatose mouse...

"Everyone do it together!"

But I have to say, Deng Shuo’s rhythm It was well brought, and the righteous martial arts people present rushed towards King Pingdeng emotionally.

It’s just that this King Pingdeng seems to be a Martial Artist who specializes in the art of body protection. He just stands in place with his hand, and all the Martial Artists who attacked him flew out miserably. , There are people who vomit blood and fall to the ground.

King Pingdeng face revealed disdain smile, step by step, and move forward slowly. It is just the simplest and easiest action, but it brings a terrifying oppression.

Bai Feihuang wanted to move forward, but Han Feng grabbed her wrist.

Han Feng with a white robe and long flowing hair, Bai Feihuang gently shook the head, said with a smile:

"What are you doing, there is no need."

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Bai Feihuang took a deep look at Han Feng: "The cult is cruel and extreme. If we don’t unite with everyone on the scene to defeat King Pingdeng, we may not have any hope of surviving."

" That’s right," Han Feng replied to Bai Feihuang, but looked at Chu Qingni among the guards of the Sacred Heart Gate, "However, there are people who are not the ones who put themselves in danger."

Han Feng has just finished speaking, changes have taken place on Chu Qingni's side.

A splendid firework rose outside Qingyan Valley. The firework exploded in the sky, and blazing trails were imprinted in the evening sky.

Chu Qingni saw this and said to Fang Lanting in front of him: "Uncle Fang, it's time."

Fang Lanting listened to Chu Qingni’s words and took him from her arms. Take out a jade bottle, send the bottle cap, and release a pure and terrifying breath from it.

"This is?"

Originally, Peaceful King Pingdeng saw this situation, and quickly wanted to make a move.

But... it's too late.

Fang Lanting blocked King Pingdeng's footsteps with a full palm, and then turned back immediately.

A red-clothed boy who does not seem to be more than ten years old walked out of the thousands of congregants on the Sacred Heart Gate.

Fang Lanting put a drop of red liquid from the jade bottle on the center of the boy's brow, and then flashed it away.

The change happened suddenly.

The breath of the boy's whole body changes instantly, and his eyes emit red light.

I saw this boy shooting red rays of light from the center of his eyebrows, so fast that he could not react, right in front of King Pingdeng's chest.

Put it through!