Chapter 1359

"How cruel you are Liu Bingyan coldly spits out a way, didn't expect the other party unexpectedly direct hand.

"In that case, don't blame us for bullying more than less. Let's do it!"

More than a dozen people, such as Liu Bingyan, urged Xianyuan to fight with Jiang Feng and wolf king.

Jiang Feng's hand is the six samsara fist, which directly blows at Yu Mo Chou.

This person's eyes are full of brilliance, and a river of immortals condenses on his head, sweeping away the six samsara fists of Jiang Feng.

Boom!!!

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden explosion of waves. After Jiang Feng's fist was shrouded by Xianhe, all his strength was exploited.

The immortal river is surging, as if it has the power to wash all the forces in the world. After exploiting the power of liudao samsara boxing, it comes to the whole people of Jiangfeng.

"The pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals!" Jiang Feng cold drink, the vast scroll, in the top of the head suddenly waves, above the depiction of the characters, mountains, buildings, everything, are vivid up.

The amazing power of totem surges out from the pilgrimage map of ten thousand immortals to resist the surging of immortal river.

"Refining for me!" Jiang Feng drinks angrily, and the power of Xianyuan stored in his body rushes out, directly instilling into the pilgrimage map of ten thousand immortals.

Everything in the picture of the pilgrimage to ten thousand immortals is to refine people and things in the real world. It has its own mystery. The immortal River surges, engulfs the surrounding heaven and earth, and the glory is surging. It's like a monster breathing, and it's trying its best to exploit the power released by the picture of the pilgrimage to ten thousand immortals.

"It's just a way of tasting immortals."

Jiang Feng hums coldly. In order to solve the battle as soon as possible, he calls out the coffin and smashes it at Yu Mo Chou.

The opponent's cultivation is not low, and he has the ultimate cultivation of nirvana. If he doesn't attack and kill the opponent as soon as possible, it's hard to fight with ordinary means.

Moreover, Jiang Feng's opponent was not only Yu Mo Qiu, but also some other young friars. After all, he and Xiao langhuang were only two people, and there were more than ten people on the other side. They were besieged in two waves.

On the other hand, Xiao langhuang and Liu Bingyan fight each other. He is not tall, and his hidden power is very strong. In addition, he has the cultivation of soul state, which has suppressed Liu Bingyan.

Jiang Feng and Xiao langhuang fought with more than a dozen people, but they didn't fall behind at all.

"If you don't want to die, hand in the scroll of God honestly!" Little wolf emperor drank, also don't want to kill, after all, they are all by the East night rain pit.

"It's too early to say that." Liu Bing is strong and decisive, and does not admit defeat.

"Then put you down completely. Don't blame me for being merciless then!" The wolf roared.

"Pa! Pop! "Pa!!"

Just as the two sides were fighting, waves of clapping came from afar.

Everyone's eyes swept, suddenly found something, at the same time stopped fighting, eyes staring at the distance.

While they were fighting, dozens of friars came here, standing not far away, looking at them with a full face of sarcasm.

These people wear the same clothes. They are all young faces. They should come from the same force.

The applause was from a young man in front of him, with a cold air on his body and a proud look in his eyes.

"Why did it stop? I'm enjoying it." The young man opened his mouth and said that his thin lips were cold.

They are fighting for life and death, and each other looks like watching a play. It's like enjoying a performance of an actor.

"Proud of the ancient sword sect?" Jiang Feng stares at these and opens his mouth indifferently. On them, he feels the air of the friars of the proud ancient sword sect, the cold sword killing intention, and the clothes they wear, which are not much different from the friars of the proud ancient sword sect he saw.

Proud of the ancient sword sect? Xiao Lang Huang and other Ren Wen Yan's eyes were all shining with a shade of cold color. How could there be a monk in Aogu sword sect who also entered the eye of God?

"You have a good eye. You can see that we are from aogujianzong, but I don't like your tone very much. Since you know that we are from aogujianzong, you look very cold. Shouldn't you kneel down and pay homage to us when you see our great power?" The cool young man standing at the head said darkly, with obvious pride in his tone. A person like him, who comes from a big power and is respected by others, can't stand the coldness shown by others, which makes him feel despised.

"Aogujianzong, is it a big force?" Jiang Feng sneered, "it's in your heart, and it's not in my heart all the time. I'm proud of the ancient sword sect. It's just a third class force, and it's hard to get in the eye."

"How can I kneel down to pay homage to this kind of power? You can bear it at least?"

In Jiang Feng's dark eyes, there was a cold color, and his tone was full of strong irony. Dozens of disciples of aogujianzong heard the words, and all of them felt cold and murderous

They have never seen such arrogant people. They don't pay attention to aogujianzong. They call aogujianzong a third class force. In today's jiutianxianyu, no one dares to say that.

Even the people of Xiange, who are high above, don't have this kind of confidence. After all, they are proud of the ancient sword sect, which has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have a deep foundation. They dare to be king in the field of sword cultivation.

Today, I was despised by a nameless person. It's really outrageous and ridiculous.

The little wolf emperor shows his admiration for Jiang Feng. You are a man, even the proud ancient sword sect dares to despise you. The little wolf emperor can't do it. He still has the Sirius Pavilion behind him. If he ridicules the proud ancient sword sect, it is possible for people to even out the Sirius Pavilion in anger.

"You don't have much knowledge. Maybe you haven't heard of aogujianzong. It's OK. We're not here to tell you how powerful aogujianzong is. We just want to tell you that some forces are stronger than you can ever imagine. Just now, you have insulted aogujianzong. Are you going to end it by yourself or let me do it? " The cold young man, staring at Jiang Feng, said harshly.

"If you want to do it, do it. Don't talk so much nonsense. It's a waste of time to chat with a fool." Jiang Feng shook his head and said that he was very arrogant.

Xiao langhuang, Liu Bingyan, Yu Moqiu and others were all surprised. They all widened their eyes: This chen fan is really a bull. He is worthy of the support of the sage and the strong. He doesn't even pay attention to the proud ancient sword sect disciples.

"I've never seen anyone you want to die so much. In that case, I'll help you."

The friar of the proud ancient sword sect was really angered. He didn't let anyone else do it. He stepped out one step and swept out of him with boundless momentum. In this place, there was a direct storm.