Mystery: The Beginning is Clocked By Dao

"Emperor."

An angry voice sounded behind Gu Feng and others, and three women with terrifying bodies were rushing towards them.

Gu Feng swore that it was the first time he had seen someone with such a body.

The real height is 1.5 meters and the weight is 150.

And the emperor they called was none other than Sikong Liuli.

The strength of the three people who came here is powerful enough, and the three of them are the guardians of the Sikong clan.

"Ruined."

Gu Feng watched the other party come to Sikong Liuli's side, and saw that his master's eyes were swollen from crying, and the three of them were so nervous.

Not long after, Gu Feng was surrounded by two obese women one after the other.

"Is it your kid who bullied my lady?"

Gu Feng lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him who was 1.5 meters tall, and said in a good voice:

"Senior, chance inheritance, since ancient times, those who are destined have learned that there is nothing to bully and not bully."

He didn't have the ability to get this opportunity, could it be that he couldn't grab it?

"Beat!"

The woman decided to act as soon as she said a word, and her fat palm swiped directly at Gu Feng.

"Humph."

Gu Feng pushed his palm to strike a swastika, and a layer of pale golden Buddha light lit up.

"boom."

The two took three steps back at the same time, Gu Feng's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and the woman was not feeling well, the palm of her hand was hidden by her side, trembling slightly in a position where Gu Feng could not see.

"Hey, slap a slap with a powerhouse? The ancient emperor is so terrifying!"

The cultivator onlookers almost didn't stare out his eyeballs.

The Son of Heaven's Proud Son, what else is called the Son of Heaven's Proud Son if you can't fight beyond the ranks.

But isn't this two-tier battle too much?

Many monks who were also in the power realm were secretly shocked.

The woman's palm just now didn't use her full strength, but even if it was, it couldn't be done so easily.

Gu Feng not only followed, but also injured the other party.

"Hey, Granny Sikong, you misunderstood me."

Where did Sikong Liuli think that the two had a disagreement, and they started fighting, and Sikong's mother-in-law also misunderstood what she meant.

She just said that being hit too hard by Gu Feng would be unacceptable for a while, but the other party didn't know how to understand that Gu Feng was bullying her.

"Miss Hugh, I need to say more. I'll take this kid down when I'm old, and vent my anger for you."

"Old guy, don't you listen to people? You have to fight."

Gu Feng was a little embarrassed to avoid the three silver needles shot by the other party.

Although he didn't do his best, anyone who was beaten so inexplicably would be angry.

"Ow."

The dragon's roar shook the sky, and Gu Feng turned into a real dragon with a height of 100 feet. The scales and armor on his body reflected black light under the sunlight.

The dragon's claws stretched out and grabbed the top of the woman's head.

The other party seemed to know that Gu Feng had mastered the True Dragon Art, so he didn't fight him at all, and his figure appeared a hundred meters away in an instant.

"Old guy, I think the three of you should get on together. You can't beat me alone."

The real dragon spit out human words, and a pair of dragon eyes looked at the woman coldly.

"Hmph, even a junior dares to speak madly in front of me! You are invincible when you are the emperor of the ancient clan?"

The woman snorted coldly, and did not ask her companions to help, she sacrificed a sword.

"Old lady, I want to see if you, the son of the Dao, have really been blessed by the Dao!"

The people below are all worried.

Mom, it's okay not to say, but when the mad woman said it, they sounded.

The emperor of the ancient clan is the son of Dao, and it is estimated that he is inseparable.

If you do something to the son of the avenue, it will be fine, but if someone is injured, everyone here will suffer a catastrophe!

You want to see if he is the son of the avenue, don't pull us together?

After the woman sacrificed a sword, her strength increased greatly.

Gu Feng's channel method is fully open, and he just barely pressed the other side.

The woman was secretly surprised:

"This kid is only in the Divine Refinement Realm, and he can still hold me down by half a point. Are all the emperors of the ancient clan so evil?"

When she was distracted, a pair of dragon claws came in front of her, and in a hurry, she had to raise her sword horizontally to meet the claws.

"puff."

"Mother-in-law Sikong!"

Sikong Liuli saw that the woman was sent flying by a blow, so she immediately went to help.

"You can't, miss."

The other two women held her tightly and looked at the real dragon in the sky.

As the guardians of Sikong Liuli, they must ensure the safety of the young lady.

Even if all three of them were dead, the young lady couldn't make any mistakes.

"The emperor of the ancient clan is probably invincible at the same level."

Zhang Wuxin couldn't see what he was thinking, so far the other party has not revealed his physique, let alone called out his real dragon.

Even so, he still overwhelmed the Taoist protectors of the Sikong clan.

Bodhidharma's six sacraments can't do this either.

"I said, the three of you go together, you are not my opponent."

Gu Feng withdrew his true dragon form and said lightly with a folding fan in his hand.

"laugh."

The sword that the woman stabbed, he just handed out the folding fan in his hand.

"Dare to underestimate the old lady?"

The woman couldn't help but sneer when she saw Gu Feng so underestimated the enemy.

Her sword ranks fifth on the list of famous swords in the world, and the pairing can be regarded as a magic weapon.

Dare to take a folding fan to block it?

Young is young.

The strength in her hand was somewhat restrained. After all, the other party was the emperor of the ancient clan. If something happened to her, the ancient clan would definitely go crazy.

Unexpectedly, when the sword collided with the folding fan, the woman's eyes widened in shock.

The monks watching widened their eyes.

Sikong Liuli, who was wringing his hands, didn't know who he was worried about, along with Zhang Wuxin and Bodhidharma, their eyes widened.

I saw that the sword started from the tip of the sword and cracked inch by inch!

"what!"

When the woman stopped her hand, a three-foot Qingfeng was not even a foot.

There are 100,000 famous swords recorded on the list of famous swords in the world, and this one in her hand ranks fifth on the list.

If you don't count those who have been lost for a long time and have never been shot, I am afraid that there will be one or two hundred more.

But such a famous sword would actually crack after being stabbed with a folding fan?

"What the hell is your fan!"

The woman held the hilt in a frenzy, and the last few inches of the blade just shattered.

This magic weapon now has only one hilt left.

No matter how stupid she is, she knows that the fan in the other's hand is definitely not ordinary.

She has never seen this fan on the famous instrument spectrum!

"Haha, Shanhaifenghuofan, have you ever heard of it?"

When Gu Feng spoke, he suddenly opened the folding fan.

When everyone heard the five words "Shan Hai Feng Huo Fan", many people showed greed in their eyes, and the three emperors exclaimed in unison:

"Shan Hai Feng Huo Fan?"

"Boom."

It was also at this moment that a thunderbolt from the blue woke everyone up.

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