The Extreme Dao soldiers did not mean to leave, because the spirit of the instrument was ignorant and had not yet opened, but the gods and demons on it looked extremely majestic, but they gathered but did not disperse, if they were wrapped up, it would be like an ordinary weapon.

Extreme soldiers, desolate bronze sticks stand proudly, not moving at all, and the order of the Quartet is imprisoned.

Fufeng's words did not move it.

Time continued to pass, the temperature on the ancient bronze stick dissipated, Fufeng jumped three feet high, and hugged the copper stick, but the copper stick still had no intention of moving.

"Big brother, dear brother, you are mine, please give some face. ”

Airplanes!!

The copper stick is very face-saving, and with a flick of the stick's tail, it directly blasts the wind out dozens of meters away.

Ouch......

Fufeng almost fell out of the mountain, let out a terrible scream, and hurriedly got up from the ground.

"Momentum!"

Fufeng is stubborn, the general trend rises to the sky, the blood of the human emperor is vast in the sky, the posture of the human king is rich, his eyes are like thunder and lightning stars, and he looks directly at the extreme soldiers.

With such a posture, he is definitely worthy of being an extreme soldier.

"Bing!"

Fufeng's palms were sealed, and the nine-character mantra soldier character formula evolved into a monstrous order, turning into a divine soldier in front of the extreme warriors, and instantly fused with it.

"Stick!"

Fufeng's two fingers are juxtaposed, and the majesty fights the sky.

Airplanes!!

Rumble......

The Extreme Warrior Desert Ancient Bronze Stick came mightily, and appeared in front of Fufeng strongly, like gods and demons descending.

Fufeng was even more imposing, biting his finger open, and a drop of essence blood overflowed.

Bang!!

Fufeng sent his fingers forward, pressed directly on the barren bronze stick, and infiltrated it along the killing ban.

Airplanes!!

The copper rod trembled, the divine light flowed, gathered but not dispersed, majestic and heavy.

The Machine King took a deep breath, shocked not only by the origin of this battle stick, but also by the origin of Fufeng.

Airplanes!!

The battle stick shook again, spun around in Fufeng's hand, and turned into a mark that appeared on the palm of the hand, and a slender stick-shaped mark appeared in the palm of the hand, crossing the palm, and it came and went as soon as it was called.

This is the real ancient divine weapon, the mark is unified in the palm or between the forehead, most of the defensive weapons are in the forehead, defending the soul, and most of the offensive weapons are in the palm.

Goodo......

The king swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although he was greedy, he didn't dare to offend the Lord of Qin, and if he moved the wind, it was equivalent to moving the Lord of Qin.

"Your Highness, it seems that this Extreme Dao Warrior has never had a master since it was created. The Machine King reminded excitedly.

Fufeng's face was full of glory and excitement.

Hahaha......

Fufeng said arrogantly, "This is better, I am his first generation of war masters." ”

The king of the instrument sneered, and there seemed to be no other way than envy, jealousy and hatred.

Fu Feng looked at the flow of the copper essence solution in the container tank, pouted and said, "Old man, you have also gained a lot of benefits today, and these 100,000 high-grade spirit stones will be exempted." ”

After speaking, Fufeng turned his head and left.

The King of Instruments looked at the back of Fufeng leaving, and was quite surprised, feeling that Fufeng was very evil, a little not like a disciple of Lord Qin.

Hiss......

The king sniffed his nose, looked at the copper essence, refined some waste slag, and then turned into a solid state, which was three thousand catties, a priceless treasure, and he was lucky this time.

Afterwards, the King of Instruments went down the mountain and went directly to the Intelligence Pavilion to inquire about the news of Fufeng.

After getting all the information about Fufeng, the king couldn't help but scold angrily, "Little bastard, you dare to deceive Lao Tzu." ”

But he didn't want to think about it, Fufeng didn't lie to him, it was estimated that he would be able to press the wind to death on the mountain.

......

At this time, Fufeng had already made a detour and left, walking in the mountains, knowing the sea and deriving stick techniques, and cooperating with the major secret techniques.

The ancient emperor's scriptures are running, and the stick technique is running in the sea of knowledge, which is continuous and endless.

Fufeng only had a little sense left to feel the order of the wind outside, and as long as someone approached, he could sense it.

The breath is natural, if no one sees Fufeng in person, I'm afraid I can't really sense it with my divine sense.

But at this time, a pair of eyes were staring at Fufeng.

Those eyes were clear and deep, and he didn't look like an evil person, but the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong.

This son looks extremely young, about twenty years old, like heaven and earth, like a stone on the mountain, holding an ancient divine sword in his hand, eight feet tall, standing as proud as a lonely poplar, and the clothes he wears are not products of the dark ages, but the clothes of the ancient times.

He leaned against the tree, his big hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, watching Fufeng walk slowly under the mountain, the sword was unsheathed little by little, and this sword didn't even have a sword light.

A sword without sword light is the most terrifying, the scorching sun shooting into the sword body cannot refract the light, and the wind blows to the blade of the sword, and it is also sucked away.

This sword is the most powerful thing.

The sword has no roar, and the edge has no edge!

The scabbard entered the body, the corners of the young man's mouth were raised slightly, the human sword was one, and he still did not mobilize any sword qi and order laws, and his basic Dao method was not much worse than Feng Qingyu.

The Great Perfection in the later stage of the real realm is a whole level higher than Fufeng.

Wow......

The young man was as fast as lightning, and he pounced at the foot of the mountain, swinging through the mountains and rivers with a sword.

Recite!!

The sound of the sword whistle was restrained, gathering but not dispersing, and the sword blade snatched the soul, until it appeared within ten meters of Fufeng before it burst out with the momentum of cracking mountains and rivers.

Rumble!!

In an instant, the sword appeared on Fufeng's chest.

Fufeng suddenly exploded, and subconsciously urged the palm of his hand.

Rumble!!

The sword stabbed on the bronze stick of the Extreme Warrior Desert, and the gods and demons were stimulated, and the two of them were instantly bounced away.

Rub and rub......

Wow......

The two of them even took more than a hundred steps back, and their faces changed, and their hearts palpitated.

Fufeng looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

The young man's big hand swept the void, slashed from the side of the sword body, his eyes were like lightning, and he replied in a cold voice, "After killing you, the thief!

Recite!!

Woooo

In an instant, the young man turned into lightning, and the sword rain roared, and in an instant, thousands of dead leaves were mobilized as sword blades to kill from all directions.

"Swing the sky!"

Fufeng was furious, and swept the mountains and rivers with a stick, the blade of the sword turned into nothingness, and the dead leaves were shattered into powder.

Bang bang bang!!

Boom Boom!!

Groan————————————

The young man's speed was even faster, and in an instant, he actually slashed out more than a hundred swords, each sword slashed on the pole battle stick, and the two sides of the shock were numb and bloody.

Fu Feng closed his eyes to perceive the mystery of the wind, at this moment, his soul was tense to the limit, as long as he took a slow step, the young man's sword could cut through his throat.

The young man is like crazy, and he doesn't give Fufeng a chance to speak at all.

Fufeng defended and retreated, not that he wanted to retreat, but that he had no way not to retreat.

Rumble!!

Fufeng qi and blood are surging, the blood of the human emperor is vast, and the power is overwhelming, and the other party's qi and blood do not seem to be bad, and there are also human emperors and blood burning.

"After the Emperor?"

Fufeng was taken aback, rushed into the sky with a stick, forced the young man back half a step, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, listen to my explanation......"

"Go to hell and explain to your ancestors!"

The young man was furious, and crossed the mountains and rivers with a sword, a seemingly ordinary sword, but in fact contained the supreme mystery of the sword.

(End of chapter)