Chapter 920

"Disciples of Emperor Wu, are they really disciples of Emperor Wu?" Lin Feng asked poor Qi.

"In name, there are very few disciples who can really get the instruction from the emperor. This is just an honor, but it makes countless people rush to fight for the glory and become the disciples of Emperor Wu. For countless people, it means glory. And the more powerful the Emperor Wu is, the more people want to become disciples."

Poor Qi said in a low voice that he was once the great emperor and had the most right to speak. However, from his point of view and from Lin Feng's point of view, it may be the supreme honor for those young people to become disciples of Emperor Wu, but for the emperor, these disciples are just a symbol of their status, and at the same time, they are also equivalent to these people even if they are his disciples Among the disciples, there are extremely excellent ones, who may get their guidance or even become their own disciples.

"This is not a sect or a faction." Lin Feng murmured that the disciples of Emperor Wu are a little similar to some great figures in the past and ancient times. They have their own students, and some successful people are the disciples of the emperor. Wu Huang, closely related to these two words, is enough to attract countless disciples. The number of outstanding talents is endless, and the source is constant. This is definitely a terrible force.

"Well?" The poor and huge eyes stare at Lin Feng, showing an unexpected look. This guy has a thorough look. In fact, the disciples of Emperor Wu are a huge force, formed by countless talented people.

If Emperor Wu has something to do, his disciples will flock to him with a call.

The head of Xiaoyao sect was very proud when he saw the shocked look of the crowd. He said with a smile, "if anyone doubts me, the people of tianwu middle level can come to test the truth and falseness of my words. Of course, it's just a casual exchange. Several disciples of Emperor Wu will never hurt your lives."

"A man in the middle of heaven." The crowd can easily catch these words. Except one of them is the lowest level of tianwu, the rest of them are tianwu triple level and tianwu secondary level. However, Xiaoyao sect leader doesn't say that tianwu is low level, it is Xuancheng tianwu middle level. Obviously, they think that tianwu is low level and they are not worthy of fighting against Emperor Wu's disciples.

Many people are eager to try. They want to see how powerful the disciples of Emperor Wu are. These people are from the direction of the holy city of Zhongzhou. Many people want to know where their gap is.

Some people are full of self-confidence and think that they are good at cultivation. If they can fight with the disciples of Emperor Wu, they can become disciples of Emperor Wu?

"I'll try." Sure enough, I saw some people step across the sky, and in an instant fell on the high platform, floating to the ground, very natural.

The man who goes up is the cultivation of the three realms of heaven and martial arts. The same cultivation is of great significance. Is there any difference between himself and the disciples of Emperor Wu?

"Childe Tianlin, my accomplishments are also triple heaven and martial arts. Please condescend and enlighten me." The man's eyes fell on master Tianlin. He was a man of the free God sect and a disciple of the Emperor Wu. If he could fight against him, it would be very convincing.

"You can do it." Childe Tianlin said faintly. His eyes were proud and calm. He was just like tianwu. His accomplishments were comparable to his. He was not qualified to fight with him.

"Well, offended." This man's body twinkles and turns into a roaring hurricane. What he understands is the will of the wind. He has four layers, which is quite powerful. Therefore, he has always been proud of his body. His body moves with the wind, and the track is unpredictable.

"It's fast. It's good. I don't know how to deal with it." The crowd saw that the cultivation of this man was quite powerful, and said in secret.

"Hum!" The crowd only saw a terrible whirlwind burst out behind him, releasing a terrible crushing force. The space around him roared wildly, as if it had become twisted.

"Boom

One of the whirling storms rolled out, and then there was a roar. A figure was blown directly, and his clothes were torn off in the void. The terrible storm force was still attached to him, as if he could be torn off at any time.

"You're still a long way off. I won't let you die." Childe Tianlin coldly spits out a voice. The storm attached to the other party disappears. However, the shocking spirit still floats behind him. The round of storms makes people feel a chill from the bottom of my heart.

"Is this a martial spirit?" Many of them found that with the improvement of their cultivation, the strength of the martial spirit was getting worse and worse. At the moment, they understood that it was not the spirit that was not powerful, but that their spirit was too weak.

Childe Tianlin looks at the crowd with arrogant eyes. He seems to be very satisfied with the performance of the people. He is a disciple of Emperor Wu. He is superior to others. Even if he respects tianwu, he doesn't look up to them. Only by giving these people the strongest shock power directly, will they know your horror and fear you. Childe Tianlin is trying to achieve this effect.

"Ha ha." The head of Xiaoyao sect was also very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd at the moment. He chuckled and looked at the crowd and said, "I don't know who else wants to try. It's better to be a person of middle rank in tianwu. But there are still a few talents who haven't done anything here."At the moment, this Xiaoyao sect leader once again emphasizes that he should be the strong one in tianwu middle level, and he has no combat effectiveness.

"Well, I'll try it, too." Another figure came out, and a strong man stepped on the platform, his face was wild, and his body was filled with a terrible flame.

This man's cultivation is the five levels of heaven and martial arts!

"The five levels of tianwu are two levels higher than the three levels of tianwu. Even if you are dealing with the disciples of Emperor Wu, you should be able to fight." The crowd murmured.

His eyes fell on a young man with long black hair, but his robe was quite unusual. On one side was a robe of fire, and on the other was a robe of frost. It seemed very hot and cold.

"If you practice fire, it's up to you." On that day, wuchong strong man pointed to the youth and said.

The young man's black hair fluttered and vomited two words: "do it."

"Good." As soon as the man stepped on his feet, a loud noise came out. In an instant, the flames surged wildly. The terrible burning power rushed out and burned towards the youth.

A faint wave of light appeared and enveloped the youth's body. The light wave was mingled with golden flame and transparent frost. When the fierce flame touched the light wave, it seemed to be destroyed by the fire and frost. It was getting smaller and smaller, unable to form a terrible prairie fire, and even could be extinguished at any time.

"The fusion of ice and fire, you will not understand how terrible he is." The young man said faintly, the golden flame slowly towards the other side, and then melted with the flame of the five strong men of that day. The two flames were burning together. It seemed that he could not help the Wu Chong people that day.

"The flame is not the most terrible. The really terrible flame is because of the power of frost."

The voice of the youth fell, a cold air fell on each other, the warm and soft flame suddenly seemed to become extremely terrible. He felt cold in a moment, as if to freeze, and in the next moment, he felt a crazy flame roasting him, his skin was cracking, just like the wrinkling and cracking of the earth.

"Ah" the golden flame stabbed every inch of skin, as if thousands of needles were stuck on the body, so that day Wuzhong people screamed, the body retreated wildly and roared: "no more fighting."

Many people don't even understand what's going on. Only he knows how terrible it is when young people use the dual will of ice and fire, which can make people's bodies completely crack off, and he can't bear it.

The young man's face was calm, his faith moved, and his will of fire and ice disappeared. His eyes did not fluctuate at all. It seemed that he had done a trivial thing. He was just an ordinary man with five levels of martial arts. He was not proud of himself. He was not a matter of glory at all.

This time, the crowd was even more shocking. The Martial Emperor's disciples were really terrible. In the same realm, I'm afraid no one can surpass them. These people's leapfrog challenges are so easy.

Lin Feng's eyes twinkled. These people beat the challengers by shocking means. What is this for? Is it to convince people that they can choose the leaders of the ten thousand assembly?

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