Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

The sky was blue, cloudless, and the scorching sun was shining high, scorching the land of Xizhou.

"Dare to snatch our Wufeng Clan's skills, damn it!"

"Hahaha, Wufeng Clan, you destroyed our Zilong Peak back then, but you didn't expect our Zilong Peak to leave a branch. To tell you the truth, I joined the Taiyi Sacred Palace to practice and came back for revenge. I want you The Wufeng Clan **** shall not rest in peace!"

In the mountains full of prehistoric atmosphere, more than a dozen warriors in uniform uniforms are teaming up to hunt down a short young man.

This short young man was dressed in strong clothes, with a deep knife mark on his right cheek, a pair of eyes gleaming like poisonous snakes, and he was laughing wildly with his head up.

Under the joint pursuit of more than a dozen warriors, his situation is very bad, but his face is full of madness, with a desperate posture.

"Hmph, just relying on you, you still want to make us Wufeng Clan **** have no peace?"

"Young man, you think highly of yourself. Among the major powers in Xizhou, our Wufeng clan is enough to be ranked first. To you, it is a giant. If you do this, it is nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree!"

"As for the bullshit Taiyi Holy Palace you joined, I have never heard of it in the four states of the southeast, the north, and the west. After sending you on the road, our Wufeng Clan will also easily destroy this sect!"

Among the dozen or so warriors, an old man flew out of the air.

His aura was violent and powerful, and he directly used his combat skills to slap him, and the terrifying vitality of the world suddenly gathered, the wind howled, and the palm print was huge, as if a god was attacking to kill him.

"This old guy actually has a real martial arts physique!"

The short young man was taken aback. He was pinned down by other warriors, and he was also injured. He hurriedly defended to resist the palm, but he was shocked by the terrifying power and groaned. .

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

"If I can get the baptism of true martial arts and get the true martial arts physique, I will have a chance to fight against the Wufeng clan and avenge my parents or uncle!"

The young man's face was full of resentment, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

His crazy training, although he has an ordinary physique, but relying on his strong perseverance and the training of Taiyi Sacred Palace, he already has the strength close to the title of Huangwu, and he ranks 50th on the Xizhou True Dragon List, which is indeed shocking. .

However, this is still not enough.

Without the strength of the top ten in the real dragon list, it is impossible to hurt the Wufeng clan.

The Windless Clan is indeed a huge monster in Xizhou, and it is indeed much stronger than the sect he joined - Taiyi Sacred Palace.

"The old man did accept the baptism of true martial arts decades ago. Although he only has one-fifth of the true martial arts physique, he is still a true emperor martial artist. It is easy to kill you!"

"Die!"

The old man smiled coldly, his palms turned into claws, and he grabbed the short young man.

"Am I going to die today..."

"Master, I'm sorry, my apprentice has let you down. I hope the Holy Palace will not be implicated because of me." A look of despair appeared on the short young man's face.

He was hunted all the way, and it was already a miracle that he could persist until now. He was seriously injured, and there was no hope of escaping.

Rumble!

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a tyrannical aura swept over, shocking both the Wufeng Clan warrior and the short young man.

They looked up, and saw ten huge, hill-like beasts appearing in midair, with a single horn on the top of their heads, like eagles but not eagles. The outstretched wings covered the sky and the sun, causing gusts of wind. .

"This is a one-horned eagle. It is an imperial beast. It flies very fast. It is rare in Xizhou. It is very precious. Only the Chunyang League can raise it. The one-horned eagle is their exclusive mount."

"Oh my god, this is a member of the Chunyang League, there must be a big shot coming, hurry up and back!"

The old man of the Windless Clan trembled violently, then his expression changed drastically and he shouted, retreating crazily, not caring about killing the short young man.

The Windless Clan is certainly strong in Xizhou,

But there are still many forces stronger than the Windless Clan, such as the Pure Yang League, which is ranked in the top three in Xizhou.

If the Windless Clan is a stream, then the Chunyang League is an unfathomable sea, completely incomparable.

It happened in Xizhou that a force comparable to their Wufeng clan recklessly bumped into a big shot in the Chunyang League, and disappeared the next day.

"Pure Yang Alliance!"

The short young man looked at the ten one-horned eagles in the air, his heart trembling fiercely.

It was hard for him to imagine how powerful the Chunyang League, which made the Windless Clan retreat, was at least much stronger than his sect, the Taiyi Sacred Palace.

Vaguely, he saw figures standing on the backs of the ten one-horned eagles, with a look of admiration flashing in their eyes.

This is the real big man!

If he could reach such a height, it would be too easy to seek revenge from the Windless Clan.

"It's a pity... the big shots of the Chunyang League must just pass by. Once they leave, I will still be killed by these guys."

The short young man glanced at the Wufeng warrior who was blocking his retreat even though he stepped back, his eyes were full of despair.

"If I'm not mistaken, you want to destroy the Supreme One Holy Palace?"

At this moment, all ten unicorns stopped. From the front of the unicorn, a young man in black looked coldly at the old man of the Wufeng tribe.

"This……"

The old man of Wufeng clan trembled violently, and a strong sense of crisis swept over his body.

Because this young man looks too young, the warriors on the surrounding unicorns all look very respectful, clearly possessing a high status.

Even if he was beaten to death, he couldn't imagine when he offended this young man.

"Brother Xiao, looking at you, it seems that you are very concerned about the power of the Supreme One Holy Palace."

"I'll immediately send an order back to the headquarters of the Chunyang League to directly destroy the Windless Clan, which the old man belongs to. Why bother God, it's still our business."

A soft laugh sounded, causing the old man's gaze to move to the figure in silver robe standing side by side with the young man in black.

boom!

At this moment, the old man's pupils shrank and his mind roared, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"The peerless genius who ranks number one on the True Dragon List, Shen... Shentu!"

"It's not wrong, it's really him. I saw him from afar back then, but I didn't expect him to be a warrior from the Chunyang League." The old man was completely stunned.

He could see that Shentu's attitude towards the black-robed youth was completely equal and friendly.

Who is this young man in black robe?

Like the old man's reaction, the young man's expression was dull.