Gu Feng didn't answer, his expression was cold, and he shot directly, and a sea of blood appeared, boundless, impacting the past.

"Shura Buddha's tricks." The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were shocked and felt a terrifying power. He gritted his teeth and went straight to meet him.

He was covered in golden light, and countless sword qi blasted out, colliding with the sea of blood.

The two stepped back, then rushed towards each other.

"Who the hell are you?" The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect asked again, his eyes were infinitely murderous, and his breath was cold like a god of death, wanting to harvest Gu Feng's life.

Six hazy halos emerged, clearer than before, and it was vaguely visible that these were six ancient universes, exuding a simple and vast aura, suppressing the past in the front.

"Six reincarnations." The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect was shocked, and when he recognized this move, his heart was even more shocked.

A person who has the Shura Buddha and the Heavenly Machine Dao Master, what is his identity? It is so extraordinary, if this person is really the person in the prophecy, once he rises, who can stop him?

"The golden sword is invincible, and ten thousand swords fly together."

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect roared, and countless golden long swords appeared beside him, dazzling and dazzling, illuminating the ten heavens.

He carried countless golden swords to kill, and the powerful aura shook the nine heavens, and the heaven and earth seemed to tremble and were about to collapse.

Gu Feng's expression was solemn, he hugged his hands emptyly, and a Taiji diagram appeared, exuding the most primordial aura between heaven and earth, blocking the other party's front.

"Boom."

In the loud noise, Gu Feng's body was retreating, his blood was soaring, and his whole body was full of red light, like a fire god descending on the world, difficult to defeat.

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect looked crazy, no matter what kind of identity Gu Feng was, he had to die.

He had already realized that this was a young supreme, the rival of the young sect master, whether it was the person in the prophecy or not, he would inevitably become the great enemy of the Golden Sword Sect in the future, and for the Golden Sword Sect, Gu Feng was definitely a big trouble.

No one knows how terrifying this kind of young supreme will be when he grows up, but the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect can be sure that Gu Feng is definitely a strong man who is not weaker than his young master, with great potential, and it is very likely that the supreme world will sweep their place in the future.

Such a man must be removed, and he must be destroyed in the cradle before he grows up.

The sword qi around him was agitated, sweeping across this space, Gu Feng's expression was cold, and he retreated again and again, but his eyes were extremely firm, this disciple of the Golden Sword Sect must die.

"Boom."

The two struck each other again, and the ancient wind went berserk. He was full of blood and energy, his momentum increased again, and the terrifying majesty was immense, like a god who was above the common people, and rushed towards the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect again.

At this moment, Gu Feng seemed to be stepping on the sun, moon and stars, he held the yin and yang of heaven and earth in his hand, and with every step out, the whole world trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect trembled in his heart, this was a kind of suppression, and the ancient wind suppressed him with a peerless realm, making his soul tremble.

The ancient style in front of him is like an invincible god of war, who wants to turn an enemy in front of him into powder.

"Nope."

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect roared angrily, and he suddenly gave birth to a state of despair, feeling that even if he broke out again, it would be difficult to block this blow from Gu Feng.

Thinking of this, his body began to swell, and in extreme despair, he directly exploded himself.

Gu Feng scolded secretly, he no longer had the momentum just now, he turned around directly and fled from here. The huge True Qi swept in all directions, and everything within a hundred meters of the surrounding area was all turned into powder, and not even a single hair was left.

Gu Feng had palpitations, fortunately he ran faster just now, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have to shed a layer of skin.

"What happened just now, how did that guy blow himself up." Gu Feng was puzzled, he thought about the feeling just now, and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a supreme aura emanated from his body, like a god capable of destroying all things, making people desperate and lose confidence in confrontation.

"yes, that's what it feels like, that's ...... Artistic conception. Gu Feng was shocked, and suddenly a kind of realization was born.

Artistic conception is a kind of thing that the martial artist pursues all his life, ethereal, but there is a real existence. It is the most fundamental power in the human body, which cannot be seen or touched, but it is real, and it can even make people defeat opponents stronger than themselves in the duel.

Just now, the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect blew themselves up, but they were forced by the artistic conception of the ancient style, and they had a desperate mentality.

"I didn't expect to be able to comprehend this supreme power unintentionally, I'm really lucky." Gu Feng shook his head and said with some smugness.

"Come out." He suddenly looked in one direction, where there was a faint man in white, who walked out of the void after hearing Gu Feng's words.

This is a very handsome young man, with thick black hair, dressed in a white robe, handsome like an immortal, without a trace of fireworks.

Even if it is ancient, it is a little ashamed of itself, this guy is so handsome, it can be called perfect, if he walks on the street, it will definitely make countless women crazy.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the man that Qing Dai has taken a fancy to, and he can actually comprehend the artistic conception, and he can also find my storage zài, you are very good." When the man speaks, his voice is very good, and there is a special charm that makes people feel intoxicated.

"Who are you?" Gu Feng didn't dare to be careless, this man was terrifying, almost less than the disciple of the Golden Sword Sect just now.

"A man who has been rejected, a man who has been entrusted by men." The man said with a smile, but there was no loss in his tone, just a faint self-deprecation.

"Sister Qing asked you to come, what happened to her? Where does the Golden Sword Gate come from? Gu Feng asked a few questions in a row, looking a little anxious.

"You don't believe in Qing Dai?" The man asked.

"How is that possible? I believe that Sister Qing will not empathize with her, but it does not mean that others will not force her, the so-called Golden Sword Gate, what must be used to coerce Sister Qing. Gu Feng categorically denied that from the beginning, he didn't think that Xuanyuan Qingdai had changed his mind.

Glancing at Gu Feng in surprise, the man nodded, and he said with some sighs: "I now kind of understand, why Qing Dai likes you, yes, it is indeed forced by the Golden Sword Gate, they use your life as a threat to make Qing Dai bow her head." ”

"What?" Gu Feng's expression was cold, two cold lights flashed in his eyes, and the overwhelming killing machine rushed out, and the world was silent.

Even the man felt a slight chill on his body, and he glanced at Gu Feng in surprise, realizing that he still underestimated him.