Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

"A master can predict the future, what kind of method is this?"

"Ancestral God, in front of the masters, is really an ant."

King Tianpeng looked happy, thankful that he did not leave with the painting, otherwise, King Tianpeng felt that he would be unlucky.

"Kill us?"

"I'm an ancestral god, who can count me."

"Today, I have reached the peak of the Ancestral God Realm. You, what can you do to me?"

"It's even more ridiculous to count me."

"Ancestral God, is it so calculated?"

"If you haven't stepped into the realm of the ancestors, how can you know that the ancestors are powerful."

"If you want to kill me, unless you take a half-step detachment and do it yourself."

"Otherwise, who can do anything to me."

"Are you trash?"

"It's still the waste paper in your hands, Feng Baiyu, don't tell me, this is a transcendence handbook."

"Hahaha!"

In the void, the seven-tone Taoist laughed unscrupulously at this moment.

The three of them were not taken into consideration at all.

"So this woman is Tang Chuchu?"

"Congratulations to Daoist Qiyin, you have recruited this woman, Daoist Qiyin is afraid that he will be able to reach a half-step detachment!"

The Dragon Silkworm King was shocked and hurriedly congratulated.

Looking a little jealous.

However, Taoist Qiyin is very powerful, and the Dragon Silkworm King does not practice the way of harvesting yin and replenishing yang.

"you guessed right!"

"It is this piece of paper that will deal with you today!"

"If a master throws it away, in the eyes of a master, it's a waste, but it's enough to deal with you!"

"Seven-tone Daoist, disappear!"

At this moment, Feng Baiyu threw the piece of paper directly.

"Humph!"

"Yes?"

"Who can kill me!"

"broken!"

Daoist Qiyin looked disdainful, pointed out, and tried to tear the painting in front of him directly.

However, when the seven-tone Daoist attack fell on the painting, it was like a mud ox entering the sea, without any vision.

"Um?"

"impossible!"

"How is this possible?"

Seven-tone Taoist and Dragon Silkworm King, the smiles on their faces disappeared, replaced by panic.

An ordinary piece of paper actually blocked the attack of Taoist Qiyin, which was too mysterious.

"I do not believe!"

"Ancestral God's Flame!"

The seven-tone Taoist looked extremely cold.

A cloud of fire was thrown directly by Taoist Seven Sounds.

shrouded towards the painting.

However, at this moment, the three Feng Baiyu looked extremely calm and didn't care.

If this can be destroyed, then there is no way to deal with the Seven Sounds Daoist.

The next moment, in the sky fire,

A strange figure appeared.

Dressed in a green robe, it looks unremarkable.

But at this moment, the terrifying skyfire was ignored.

That piece of paper was also turned to ashes at this moment.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, the seven-tone Taoist was staring at Han Li with an extremely solemn expression.

On Han Li's body, the Seven Sounds Daoist felt the threat of death.

The expressions of King Tianpeng also changed drastically at this moment.

I thought that what broke out in the painting was a domineering sword formation.

Unexpectedly, someone walked out.

"Han Li!"

Han Li in the void, with a solemn expression on his face at this moment, glanced at Daoist Seven Sounds and said lightly.

After answering, Han Li paid no attention to Taoist Qiyin.

But trembling.

"who is it?"

"Who called me?"

"What method is this?"

"Is it one of the three thousand avenues, a mysterious and unpredictable summoning technique?"

In Han Li's eyes, time seemed to be turning backwards at this moment.

The next moment, a phantom appeared in Han Li's eyes, it was Li Yixi's phantom.

Just as Li Yixi's phantom looked up, Han Li's expression changed drastically, and he immediately stopped watching.

But still a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Li looked terrified.

"Hahaha!"

"It was seriously injured!"

The seven-tone Taoist, who was trembling originally, was ecstatic when he saw that Han Li suddenly vomited blood.

"Kill me, **** me!"

"What a bastard, dare to plot against the ancestral gods and seek death!"

The seven-tone Taoist laughed.

"Do you think it can't kill you?"

"Thank you too, let me know what my appearance is for!"

Han Li wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth and looked at Daoist Qiyin coldly.

"Kill me, now you, okay?"

"Daoist Longcan, you are enough to save yourself!"

"My goal is the three of them. Today, I can't let the three of them run away!" At this moment, Taoist Qiyin looked at Feng Baiyu and the three of them with cold eyes.

"Okay!"

"I come!"

The Dragon Silkworm King looked extremely proud.

Tang Chuchu hurriedly said: "Senior Han Li, the son wants the dragon silkworm king dragon tendon to cast the strings, and he also asks the senior to accept it."

"Okay!"

Hearing this, Han Li said lightly.

Seeing the dragon silkworm king who was killed, he looked disdainful.

"Now, what you should be worried about is yourselves!" Taoist Qiyin felt that Tang Chuchu was talking nonsense and said coldly.

However, the voice of Taoist Qiyin just fell.

I saw Han Li in the void pointing out.

A sword energy passed directly from the eyebrows of the Dragon Silkworm King.

The Dragon Silkworm King didn't even have a chance to react.

In the incomparably huge body, the incomparably powerful life force disappeared instantly.

The incomparably huge body fell from the void.

Han Li shot.

Between the clouds and the wind, the Dragon Silkworm King fell.

"you······"

Daoist Qiyin, who had been extremely proud and did not take Han Li in his eyes at all, now looked extremely pale.

Body trembling.

In an instant, a storm surged in my heart.

"impossible!"

"You have been severely injured, why can you kill the dragon silkworm in seconds!"

Seven-tone Daoist, his voice is shaking at this moment.

King Tianpeng's body trembled even more.

"So strong!"

"What kind of power is this?"

Han Li's random finger made the King Tianpeng and the others look terrified.

"I said, kill you, the thing between waving!"

Han Li looked at Taoist Seven Sounds indifferently.

"I do not believe!"

"It must be an illusion!"

"die!"

The seven-tone Taoist looked extremely cold.

I saw the erhu sound on the chest.

The music sounded like a sword glow, strangling Han Li away.

With a wave of Han Li's hand, thousands of sword beams suddenly appeared.

The seven-tone Taoist with a ferocious face spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Damn, what the **** is this.

The characters in a painting are actually embodied and so strong.

"escape!"

At this moment, Daoist Qiyin, who was still aloof one second ago, is now directly frightened.

Taoist Qiyin knew very well that he was not at the same level as Han Li.

"Transcendence!"

"It turned out to be detachment!"

"Damn, is it a projection of detached will, killing me?"

"I Qiyin, when did I provoke this class of people?"

At this moment, Daoist Seven Sounds looked terrified and confused.

"wrong!"

"Is there really an extremely terrifying existence behind Tang Chuchu?"

"But, but detachment, how can you stay in this small world."

At this moment, the seven-tone Daoist body trembled.

The heart, beating violently, seemed to be about to burst open.

"Escape?"

"Can you escape in front of me?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Han Li's mouth.

The next moment, Han Li waved his hand, and a terrifying sword formation fell from the sky.

It was just the projection of the sword formation, but it made the bodies of King Feng Baiyu Tianpeng chill.

In an instant, the seven-tone Taoist in the Ancestral God realm died directly.

Han Li put away the sword formation and bowed in the direction of Haotian Immortal City. The figure slowly became dim and disappeared.

"died!"

"So strong!"

"Gudu!"

At this moment, King Tianpeng felt that his throat was extremely dry.

Frightened.

"gone!"

"Dragon Silkworm King is dead, so is Qiyin Daoist!"

"Let's give the son first and bring back the dragon tendon."

Feng Baiyu woke up from the shock, his face full of excitement.