Fantasy controls your cultivation

The sudden sword intent made Wu Changming's expression solemn, and a strong crisis arose in his heart.

I had to give up attacking the statue, and a layer of mirrors like water ripples began to appear in front of me, and the sword marks fell on the mirror surface and rippled layer by layer, trembling non-stop, and even a crack faintly appeared.

Wu Changming's face changed greatly, and he instantly increased the output of Xuan power, and resisted this sword light with some difficulty.

After a long time, this sword light finally dissipated.

Wu Changming immediately stepped back, and it was at this time that he saw the other party's appearance clearly.

A navy blue embroidered with red lace, a delicate and cold face, too young!

Wu Changming can be sure that the other party is definitely not more than twenty years old!

Less than the year of the weak crown, his strength actually faintly overshadowed himself! This made Wu Changming feel absurd!

Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb, you don't have such demonic progress.

Tang Wusheng glanced at the old man quietly, his eyes were extremely cold. After the lord left Anyang City the day before yesterday, he let himself sit in Anyang City.

Originally, I thought that this time I was just going through the motions of sitting in Anyang City, after all, the scattered cultivation in the city was the highest but the feudal realm, and Ying Longwei could suppress it with a flip, so why not use it to make a move by himself.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would come to the door on the day of the assessment of the Spring and Autumn Academy! And his strength even Han Fu felt that he was not an opponent!

Tang Wusheng rushed from the City Lord's Mansion at this time.

As soon as he came, he saw the scene where Wu Changming was about to destroy the statue just now, Tang Wusheng was in a hurry, and he swung his sword and cut it down on the spot. It is not easy to kill a feudal king realm with the random sword of the Void Realm, but I didn't think that the old man still had such hole cards.

"General Don!".

Ying Longwei saw Tang Wusheng present and saluted one after another.

Tang Wusheng saw that Han Fu's state was not very good, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of worry, and he reached out and took out a healing Xuandan from his arms and put it into the latter's mouth, suppressing the injury first.

Wu Changming quietly watched Tang Wusheng's actions, he didn't dare to act rashly, frankly speaking, in the face of Tang Wusheng, he was not sure!

And since He Qingzhu killed that Ying Longwei, he has been sometimes sober, sometimes confused, sometimes reminiscing, and sometimes crazy. At this moment, after suddenly knowing that this statue was Chu Qianqiu, a pair of eyes stared at the statue tightly, and his eyes gradually turned into a crazy color.

But she seemed to have forgotten the place and time, and only the enemy in front of her who had killed her father was close at hand.

The speed of the King Realm was faintly a few points faster, and he rushed towards the statue regardless of it, and before the person arrived, layers of frost had already risen on his sword.

"Not good!".

Wu Changming didn't expect He Qingzhu to rush out at this time, looking at Tang Wusheng, who was coldly locking on He Qingzhu, Wu Changming's heart sank.

But he can't ignore He Qingzhu, He Wenmo is both a superior and a friend to him, and his only beloved daughter is also a disciple and a daughter to him. How could he watch himself lose his beloved apprentice and his friend to the end?

Without directly chasing He Qingzhu, Wu Changming's mind moved, and a set of clumps of objects that shimmered with the light of the stars like a gelatinous stream of water instantly spread all over his body, forming a set of body armor around his body.

Heaven-level low-level armor - Seven Star Water Cloud Armor!

Heaven-level low-level Xuan Soldier - Eight Treasure Flying Dragon Mirror!

With a vertical body, Wu Changming rushed towards Tang Wusheng, the light in the Eight Treasures Flying Dragon Mirror was shining, and a flying dragon phantom occupied the void, roaring angrily in the direction where Tang Wusheng was, his voice was like a fierce, and it was very tyrannical.

It seems that Wu Changming is planning to surround Wei to save Zhao!

Tang Wusheng looked at the Flying Dragon Phantom coldly, his mind locked on He Qingzhu, and he couldn't see any emotion on his face.

When He Qingzhu was less than twenty meters away from the statue, Tang Wusheng's figure was faster, crossed the void, and appeared in front of the statue in an instant.

watched He Qingzhu slash down with a cold sword!

If Wu Changming was in a hurry to kill Wu Changming before, then it would be ten points at this time!

The huge sword qi is like a storm coming, and He Qingzhu is like a sapling swaying in the wind, fragile!

At this moment, it was too late for Wu Changming to control the Flying Dragon Phantom to resist the sword momentum, after all, he had not yet broken through the Void Realm, and the gap between him and Tang Wusheng was still very large. And Tang Wusheng is a fivefold powerhouse in the Void Realm, far from being comparable to the kind of martial artist who has just broken through the Void Realm.

Wu Changming saw that the rescue was too late, so he turned his heart sideways and drove the flying dragon to attack towards the high platform, seeing that the situation was to kill all Ying Longwei, including Han Fu!

When Tang Wusheng saw this, the void behind him moved, and a huge desolate and bloodstained token appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Ground-level peak life soul - Blood Slaughter Order!

I saw that the token trembled, and it turned into a stream of shadows and went towards the flying dragon, one into two, two into four, and four into six.

A whole six tokens, each of which is tens of meters high, are like a prison cage, heading towards the flying dragon!

The token seems to have a powerful swallowing power, and the wyvern can't resist and is trapped in it.

The Eight Treasure Flying Dragon Mirror in Wu Changming's hand trembled, and bursts of roaring sounds continued to come from the token, which were endless.

And that unblocked sword momentum was merciless, slashing He Qingzhu in two like a devastation, and leaving a crack hundreds of meters long on the ground behind him!

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