Chapter 314

"Mu Qianshan, you are so old that you really don't even want your face?"

When Chen Yao was shrouded in the power of the Holy One, and the suppressed Chen Yao was difficult to move, suddenly Jianyu shot.

Chen Yao's body was full of cold sweat at the moment.

He is also a strong man in the realm of holy martial arts, but the mysterious strong man who has not yet appeared is much more pressure than the wind and the sky brings Chen Yao. It is just a threat that makes it difficult for him to resist.

Is the other party, like Jianyu, already a strong man in the half step divine realm? It's very possible. Otherwise, how could there be such a powerful threat.

Does the fazong have to kill himself?

Never die, never die.

Originally, Chen Yao thought about whether he could ease the relationship with fazong because of the pastoral, but fazong was always so aggressive. Did he really think he was a soft persimmon?

He looked at the sky and said.

"Hum, even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu comes today, he can't stop me from killing. However, he doesn't break the law. The sect is known as the largest sect in the vast land practice world in China. I guess the ranking is based on the thickness of my face. Unexpectedly, he sent two strong men from the holy martial arts realm to kill me."

After several breaths of silence in the sky, the voice came out again.

"You really can't even get this boy. Do you need me to do it?"

This sentence is directed at the wind and startled heaven. Chen Yaofang's words were naturally considered by the mysterious strong man. Otherwise, he was not ready to kill Chen Yao now, but would have killed Chen Yao long ago.

When Feng Jingtian heard the mysterious strong man's question, he immediately replied.

"Don't do anything, I can handle it myself, otherwise my fazong will really become a joke in the whole practice world today."

Feng Jingtian bit his teeth, and then a blue bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

"Sacred wind bow, sacred vessel?"

Looking at the blue bow and arrow that appeared in Feng Jingtian's hand, many strong people exclaimed. The top ten sacred objects in the sacred objects list are the famous sacred objects, the sacred wind bow. It is said that an arrow ten thousand miles away can kill a top strong person in the imperial martial arts realm, and the sacred wind bow has its own special effects.

As long as you are shot by a bow and arrow, even if you don't die, your whole body strength will be frozen and extremely powerful.

But the sage requires almost all blood to stimulate, and it must be the blood of the heart and the essence of the mind. The loss of the heart will make the practitioner lose his strength. If he changes to the past, he will recover after a while, but now the wind has just been absorbed by Chen Yao. If you lose your heart and blood again, there is a risk of falling into the realm. The wind is not really crazy.

Feng Jingtian doesn't know how much he needs to pay to use the sacred wind bow at the moment, but as a strong man in the holy martial realm, his dignity tells him that he must do so.

If Chen Yao doesn't die today, even if he lives, he might as well die?

Today, it has developed into this situation.

He was forced to be so embarrassed. In the end, even if he killed Chen Yao, fazong would not be very beautiful, but if Chen Yao didn't die, fazong would lose face.

It's better to be disgraced than to be disgraced.

The sacred wind bow only has a bow without an arrow. A mouthful of blood fell on the sacred wind bow. The wind startled the sky and opened the sacred wind bow. A cyan energy arrow appeared on the sacred wind bow.

"Get out of here."

Feng Jingtian loosened the bow string, and the blue energy arrow shot at the purple dragon.

He opened the sacred weapon divine wind bow with the cultivation of wind startling heaven. The power of one arrow was not inferior to the general Holy Level martial arts. He shot three arrows in a row, that is, the martial arts of the three holy levels.

Finally, a trace of dignity appeared in the eyes of the purple dragon.

"Boy, you kill quickly. I can't stop it for too long."

Zilong used a secret method to transmit his voice to Chen Yao's ears.

Yes, Feng Jingtian wants to use the sacred wind bow at the cost of falling into the realm. Naturally, he wants to solve the purple dragon earlier, otherwise he will delay. The strong of Wuzong will stay here.

Fazong is the largest sect in the practice world, but since the first World War of broken sword City, one third of the practitioners of Huangwu realm have died and been injured in Chen Yao.

If all these people die here again this time, the fazong, the first major door in the practice world, will be somewhat unworthy of its name.

So Chen Yao is going to win more seconds.

"In that case, I also spell."

Suddenly Chen Yao closed his eyes, and then everyone only felt that Chen Yao's momentum began to climb up.

With Chen Yao's momentum, Chen Yao's state of cultivation also rises.

"Wang Wujing is very important."

"Wang Wujing is double."

"Wang Wujing is triple."

"Wang Wujing is four fold."

... "Wang Wu's territory is seven fold."

It was only a breathing time. Chen Yao's cultivation was upgraded from the beginning to the seventh level of Wang Wu.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

When did ascension become such a simple thing.

Many people are poor in their life. They are reluctant to upgrade from the first level to the second level. Even some amazing people need several years to upgrade from the first level to the seventh level, but Chen Yao only takes one breath. How is this possible?

Everyone looked at Chen Yao's eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

But Chen Yao was not satisfied.

"Sure enough, in the later stage of cultivation, the more energy is needed to improve the realm, and he needs to expand his pulse through the golden needle. In addition, physical cultivation also needs some energy, so he can be promoted to the seventh level of Wang Wu realm?"

Some people understand it.

"Chen Yao was refined just now. He absorbed the thoughts of the wind."

Yes, a middle-level strong man in the holy martial arts realm has half his mind.

It's amazing how Chen Yao can refine these thoughts in a short time, and the most important thing is that half of the thoughts of a middle-level strong man in the holy martial arts realm only improves Chen Yao's cultivation from one to seven in the king's martial arts realm. It's possible for ordinary people to attack the Emperor's martial arts realm.

How much energy is needed in Chen Yao's body?

The crowd looked at Chen Yao as if they had seen a ghost. One by one, they subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

The strong of fazong and Wuzong have begun to regret the trouble of coming to Chen Yao this time, but it's too late.

"Now, let me end your life."

Chen Yao looked at the strong men of Wu clan and FA clan as if they were looking at the dead. His eyes were filled with endless indifference.

"Pull."

"Pull."

"Pull."

The sky chopping sword is constantly pulled out from the scabbard of Yangyi sword, inserted, and then pulled out.

Sword Qi came out in all directions.

One after another, the strong in Huangwu territory were divided into two.