Fantasy controls your cultivation

Although Tang Wusheng didn't say anything from beginning to end, his bottom line could be seen from his behavior.

Those who dare to provoke Wang Wei, both men and women, die!

Everyone was stunned and looked at the crack on the ground that stretched out for hundreds of meters, and couldn't help but gasp!

How strong is this to cause such a horrible result!

When did Anyang City have such a young powerhouse again!

And it still looks like some kind of general!

"Bamboo!".

Wu Changming saw that He Qingzhu was cut in two under his nose, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a profound killing intent, and he couldn't wait to eat Tang Wusheng's flesh and drink his blood!

I saw that he didn't want to die and injected his Xuan power into the Eight Treasure Flying Dragon Mirror, and seven flying dragon figures flew out of the Flying Dragon Mirror in a row.

The eyes of the seven flying dragons were like substance, and the eyes that looked at Tang Wusheng were full of ferocious intent, and between the angry and clawed waves, huge energy fluctuations swept towards him!

Tang Wusheng's face was calm, as if everything was under control.

"It's useless. "

The light and flat tone was nowhere to be found in the roar of the flying dragon.

But seeing Tang Wusheng's fingers move lightly, the number of tokens increased wildly in an instant, as if copying, and in a moment, another forty-two pieces were added, no more, no less!

Every six tokens trapped a flying dragon, and I saw eight prisons, roaring one after another, full of strong unwillingness and anger!

"Blood Massacre Order, Rong!".

As soon as Tang Wusheng's words fell, he saw the eight-headed flying dragons let out a miserable scream in unison, and casually it was visible to the naked eye that a crack began to appear on the Eight Treasure Flying Dragon Mirror in Wu Changming's hand, and the two cracks ......

Finally, when the screams of the last wyvern were gone, the mirror was already covered with cracks.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click", in Wu Changming's incredulous gaze.

The heaven-level low-level Xuanbing Eight Treasure Flying Dragon Mirror suddenly burst open, and the lens fell to the ground with a clatter!

Tang Wusheng's mind moved, and the forty-eight tokens merged into one, quietly stationed in the void behind him.

And those flying dragon phantoms have already turned into nothingness! And that broken mirror-shaped Xuan soldier is the best proof of this!

"You!".

Wu Changming was shocked by the opponent's attack methods, he was able to destroy his heaven-level low-level Xuan soldiers, and his strength was probably far beyond the first level of the Void Realm.

With such strength, it is no longer something he can resist!

It was only at this time that he suddenly woke up, why did he always feel that he had neglected something when he looked at Han Fu kneeling down and worshipping that statue!

A martial artist with the high-level strength of the King Realm like Han Fu turned out to be just a commander under his command, and he still admired Chu Qianqiu so much.

Now Tang Wusheng, a powerhouse who far surpassed the lower level of the Void Realm, actually supported Chu Qianqiu so much!

Doesn't this show that Chu Qianqiu is extraordinary? Doesn't it show that Chu Qianqiu is powerful!

How can there be so many young and incompetent people, and the strong subordinates follow and support them?

It's just that it's too late for me to know now!

Tang Wusheng didn't know that Wu Changming had figured out a lot of things in a snap of his fingers, and he looked at Wu Changming and the many deacons behind him.

There is not the slightest youthful youthfulness in his eyes, but it is really like a decisive general giving military orders:

"Trespassing on the Spring and Autumn School Palace, wanting to destroy the statue of my king, and killing my king Ying Longwei, all of them are capital crimes!".

The sound was like a sound wave that pierced the ears of the deacons, sending chills through their hearts.

This is not Han Fu, I haven't seen that even the heaven-level low-level Xuan soldiers of the chief dean have been destroyed!

They looked at Tang Wusheng's cold and thin figure, and a sense of powerlessness hit them in their hearts, and they didn't know what to do.

Tang Wusheng stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the Xuan-level high-level long sword given by Chu Qianqiu in his hand suddenly sounded with joy, and he saw that an old and mysterious energy in the Blood Slaughter Order disappeared into the sword body in a flash.

"Blood Order Four Swords!Go!".

The momentum of the long sword skyrocketed in an instant, faintly having the momentum of a ground-level Xuan soldier! This was not over, but I saw that its sword was suddenly divided into four handles, and the colors of its sword body were red, green, black, and white, and surrounded everyone, including Wu Changming, and occupied the four directions of the southeast, south, west, and northwest respectively, and its sword hung in the air as if it were alive.

At this moment, if someone touches the sword body, they will find that the four swords are all real objects, not phantoms!

Trapped in the center by this sword of different colors, although he didn't know what Tang Wusheng's intentions were in doing this. But Wu Changming and the deacons judged intuitively that breaking away was the best choice at the moment.

But in the case of a huge difference in strength, everything is not something you can do if you want to.

I saw that when Wu Changming and the others made a slight move, the body of his four-colored long sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, red, cyan, black, and white like a curtain of light wrapped everyone up.

And in the light curtain, with just one breath, forty long swords of the same color as the outside world were added, and they slashed away at everyone. When the second breath came, forty more swords appeared, joining the attacking crowd.

It's endless!

Every time the sword is violently shattered, the scattered energy will be re-fused, and an identical sword will be born, which will merge into the sword stream!

After a while, everyone saw that the area had completely become a forbidden area, and nearly a thousand sword shadows in it continued to attack everyone tirelessly, and the bloody figures inside were mixed with screams to render it like the end of the world.

The sword momentum is too terrifying!

A real sight like Ling Chi!