Chapter 128

"Don't take it lightly. Both xueqiong and Baidong died at the hands of this guy. Although it's not clear what means he killed them, he can't be careless." the Wu Xiu of the pure body seven heavy territory glanced at the strong man indifferently.

"Hey, hey, you don't need to remind me." the man turned his mouth and didn't take his words to heart.

"This bastard." a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of Wu Xiu, who was in the quintessence seven levels.

"Come again."

The shirtless man roared with brilliance and bombarded the ancient wind with a heavy punch.

"Get out!"

The palm power of the eight wasteland palms converged in the fist, and the ancient wind also blew out a fist, which was fast to flicker. The momentum is like running thunder and moving forward. A barren breath condensed on his fist, making the space ripple layer by layer.

"Boom!"

When his fists collided, the ancient style only felt a strong force coming from his fist, which made his fist numb.

However, the shirtless man who suffered the blow of the ancient wind was also uncomfortable. The fist strength containing the barren breath rushed into his body. The fist that collided with the ancient wind was shrouded in withered yellow and quickly withered.

"Come again."

The old style didn't give the other party a chance to reflect, but another punch hit him on the fist.

"Click." the voice of bone fracture came, and the shirtless man also made a sad cry.

"Kill!"

The ancient wind shouted angrily, and the rolling felling gas roared out, which was very terrible.

The ancient wind is full of powerful sword meaning, just like the Lingxiao sword, emitting peerless power.

The shirtless man was shocked back, and saw the ancient wind rushing forward. He couldn't help shaking his heart, and there was a trace of cowardice in his eyes.

The ghost steps of life and death are displayed. The ancient wind's body is as fast as lightning at this time. In a moment, it appears next to the shirtless man. The fist containing the power of eight wasteland's palm also blows heavily at his chest.

Feeling the terrible power on the fist, the shirtless man's eyes finally showed the color of fear and shouted at Wu Xiu not far away: "help me."

"Dead."

A roar came out, and a fierce spirit hit behind the ancient wind, smashing him on the back with overbearing strength. Gu Feng's face changed. If he continued to attack, he would be attacked by this fierce force.

His body escaped the attack in a very strange way, but this slight delay also made the shirtless man escape his attack.

"Thanks a lot." the shirtless man looked pale and looked at the middle-aged man beside him.

"Hum." the middle-aged man snorted coldly, obviously not very happy to save him.

"This boy is a little strange. We'd better be careful," said the shirtless man, who had seen the power of ancient customs. He has suffered a great loss and lost an arm because he despised his enemy.

"Don't leave your hands, let's attack together." the pure body seven heavy territory Wu Xiu roared and took the lead in attacking the ancient wind.

Others looked at each other and attacked the ancient wind. Who says that it's too bad for them to surround and kill a teenager in the six or seven levels of quintessence, but it's nothing to become a king and defeat an enemy.

"Boom."

Facing the attack of several people, Gu Feng's face was very dignified. At this moment, he no longer kept it. His body trembled slightly. A huge starry sky with hundreds of feet shrouded this area.

"What?"

Looking at such a wide range of stars, these martial arts practitioners could not help shaking their hearts. In particular, the six huge stars in the sky, each of which is huge enough, with unparalleled power, made his heart tremble.

"Six... Six star talent."

The old man among the six stuttered and said that he had lived so long. He had seen a lot of martial arts with four-star Mingge talent, but he had only heard of martial arts with five-star Mingge talent. As for the six-star Mingge talent, it only existed in the legend. Now he actually appeared in front of him. You can imagine his surprise.

"This boy can't stay. Kill him." the martial cultivation of the seven levels of the pure body also flashed a dignified color in his eyes, but more of it was a cold killing intention. He knows what the martial arts of a six-star life style talent represents. If there is no accident, he will definitely be a martial arts practitioner in the soul state in the future. Once the strong at that level become powerful, they can be called broken mountains and broken stones. At that time, their family will only fly ash at the thought of each other.

So, in any case, he will not let this ancient custom live.

Gu Feng looked at the starry sky in a daze. It seemed that even his starry sky had changed after his breakthrough. The six big stars shine, several times larger than before.

"Roar"

Just when the ancient wind was in a daze, the Wu Xiu of the pure body seven heavy territory roared and hit the ancient wind with a fist.

"Eight wasteland palms."

With a low roar, in the starry sky, the leaping Star River surged, and the surging spiritual power poured down, gathered into a huge palm print and patted at the fist.

"Bang."

When the two collided, the terrible spiritual power erupted, and the ancient wind's body was blown out for more than ten feet, while the pure body's impacted Wu Xiu's face flashed a pale color.

"What are you doing? Hurry up."

Wu Xiu, who was shocked by the pure body, looked at the stunned people and roared.

At this time, those five people who were shocked by the talent of ancient wind and stars returned to their senses and attacked the ancient wind

"Boom, boom"

Powerful attacks came towards the ancient wind.

The ancient wind's face was dignified, and his hands made rapid seals. The photons of stars fell from the sky and blasted towards those attacks.

"Boom, boom"

With the continuous explosion of energy, the trees and stones in this area turned into fly ash in an instant. The star talent of ancient style is really strong, but these people are not mediocre. Although the ancient wind blocked their attack, they were still impacted by the powerful strength of the stone tablet, and suffered some injuries, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"Split mountain."

When the roar came, the palm of Wu Xiu's hand fell, and a mountain stone about ten feet hit the ancient wind. The ancient wind didn't dare to be careless. With a stroke of his hands, the spiritual power in the Pentium Star River poured down like a torrent and patted at the mountain and stone.

Another rumbling and trembling sound came out, the ancient wind's body was shaken back again, a dull hum came out of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.

The body was steady, the ancient wind was slightly floating, and stared at the crowd coldly.