C518 He only held the sky!

Deng deng, Ying Qiandi couldn't help but take a few steps back. Right now, he couldn't think of anything to do other than inhaling cold air.

The pupils of the Nine Sword Taoist, the joyous monk and the Skeleton True Lord all constricted as their bodies trembled. Other than the sounds of teeth chattering, the rest of the crowd gasped.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Three people died in three moves. This violent and domineering action caused the remaining four to be covered in sweat. They stood there stupidly, their faces at a loss, not knowing what to do.

From the front, back, left, and right, these four threads, were like an inescapable net that had enveloped the four of them.

Those who tried to break the limit, die!

The four men looked at each other in dismay. Their faces were pale. They had been famous for thousands of years and had fought for thousands of years. They were very familiar with each other, but they had never seen each other in such a sorry state.

The four of them could not help but take a few steps forward and almost squeezed together, as if it was better to stay as far away from the four lines as possible, as if no one dared to take a step further.

"What should we do?" The joyous dhuta's teeth were chattering loudly, but he could not stop it no matter what.

"How is this guy so powerful? Moreover, he's not an 8-star or a Nine Star War God, nor is he half a step into the Earth …" The Skeleton True Lord said while gasping for breath and desperately gulping down his saliva.

"His aura is only that of a three star wargod!" Ying Qiandi and Nine Blade Daoist spoke at the same time, but after glancing at each other, they noticed that the other party's face had turned even paler.

F * ck, a three star wargod, if a bunch of Seven Star Warlord s die while trying to break the line, then whoever isn't convinced will have their corpse cut off, and whoever passes the line will have their corpse cut off!

Spiritual Master Xue Wu, the Saber Sect's Sect Master, and the Hundred Fairies had used their lives to let the four of them understand this simple matter.

The four of them trembled like sieve chaff, like quail squashed together in the cold wind to keep warm, trembling nonstop!

"What do we do? Is he a three star war god or his sister's earth realm expert? After he saves the few clan elders of the Great Thunderclap Temple, when he comes back to take care of us, what should we do? " The joyous dhuta's face was also pale white. He subconsciously climbed on top of his own body, pulling aside the beautiful woman who was desperately sucking on his blood.

"Do you want us to surrender?" Daoist Nine Sword asked in a low voice, his forehead dripping with sweat.

"Surrender!" Ying Qiandi stared speechlessly at Nine Sword Daoist.

"Damn it, this old man, the dignified Seven Star Warlord, the master of a myriad of sects, has surrendered? I will never surrender! Since we can't beat him, can't we escape? From my point of view, the four of us will split into four paths. How many of us can he block with our strength? Now is the time to compete for luck! " The Skeleton True Lord cursed in a low voice. His words caused the other three to tremble in fear once more.

"Whoever can escape in four paths will be in trouble. The other three people can escape with their lives!" Daoist Nine Sword raised his head, his face covered in sweat as he pondered.

"Right, there is a three-fourths chance of survival. Do we bet or not?" The Skeleton True Lord asked hoarsely.

These four peerless villains did not even have the courage to fight with Zhang Dongcheng.

"F * ck, let's bet on it. Whoever dies will get into trouble!" I don't believe that kid can stop the four of us! " The joyous dhuta's face was also filled with malevolence as he said while gnashing his teeth.

"Good!" "Everyone, listen to my orders. I will shout 1, 2, 3 and we will each run as far as we can. If anyone dies, we will all fight each other. From now on, remember to burn incense every year!" The Skeleton Sovereign solemnly said while holding its breath.

Ying Qiandi and Ninesea exchanged a glance, then silently walked away and stood in different directions.

"One, two, three!" The wind is howling! " The Skeleton True Lord first shouted a few words in a low voice, but when it reached the three words, it exploded forth with its full strength. It roared loudly and the eighteen Black Cloud Flags spread out, carrying its body as it charged towards the west like a bolt of lightning.

Almost at the same time, the joyous dhuta also angrily opened his eyes and suddenly tore off a naked beauty from his body. He threw her out over a hundred zhang away, and that beauty's scream and sound shook the entire area, instantly turning into a human head bird. Countless colorful feathers exploded, and a huge peacock that was over a hundred zhang long spread its wings and flew away.

The joyous dhuta, on the other hand, was dashing towards the north at an astonishing speed.

"Tightening Wind Breath!"

The sound of this explosion was like a thunderclap that shook heaven and earth. Ying Qiandi and Daoist Nine Sword Sect also looked at each other and shouted loudly!

"I beg Master Zhang for mercy, I do not dare to run, I do not dare to charge past the line, I beg Master Zhang for mercy!"

The grand Martial Sect Master, Ying Qiandi, and the Seven Star Warlord's Daoist Nine Sword, did not even try to run. Instead, he kneeled down on the ground and kowtowed as if he was kowtowing.

"Holy shit, you two are trying to trick me, you two better remember this well!"

From a great distance, eighteen Black Cloud Flag's frenzied tigers flew out and flew across the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was a hundred miles away. The only thing left in the sky was the skeleton True Lord's angry roars that shook the heaven and earth.

"You two cowards, if This Tuo can escape, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

From the north came the crazy curses of the joyous dhuta, but he increased his speed with all his might. The head peacock flapped its wings and flew away, escaping over a thousand miles away in an instant.

Zhang Dongcheng just laid there casually, with his butt raised high, he kept kowtowing to Ying Qiandi and Nine Sword Daoist. All he could do was sigh and shake his head.

I only hold the sky, where can you escape to?

"Those who are ready for battle, advance!"

The Nine Secret Words, Line Character Formula!

Zhang Dongcheng stood there as if he had not moved at all, as if he had not even taken a step, but the air was filled with explosive sounds, as if the space and time had turned into stars, as if it had changed from a great hall to a sea of thousands of mountains and rivers. Everything was moving, but he was not!

Only by turning the hand seal into a treasured bottle seal, my heart can enter a meditation state.

In the blink of an eye, the joyous dhuta flew away on the back of the peacock and instantly stopped.

Both of Zhang Dongcheng's hands were clasped behind his back as he floated in the air, as though he was stepping on the ground, his body was against the sky, his expression indifferent, as he quietly watched the joyous dhuta, as silent as water, yet as lofty as a mountain.

The joyous monk was sweating profusely.

"F * ck, brat, don't piss me off, otherwise, I will tear you into a thousand pieces!" The joyous dhuta roared madly and saliva flew everywhere. His heart suddenly rose as he violently jumped about like a wild horse that had just been disintegrated.