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Eighteen-year-old holy king five-layered heaven warrior...

Zhang Jiaqi dare not imagine that if this news spreads, not only the entire Liyang Dynasty will be shaken, I am afraid the whole Yuzhou will be shaken!

Even, there will be an uproar in the entire Kyushu continent.

It is rumored that in other states, except for Wuzhou, where martial arts is the most prosperous, the other states have never seen a teenage holy king.

When Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan saw it, their expressions changed even more.

They thought that Zhang Jiaqi had been a rare genius for thousands of years.

But he didn't expect that another Lu Feng appeared now.

And the cultivation talent is even more abnormal than Zhang Jiaqi.

At the age of eighteen, he reached the realm of the fifth heaven of the holy king. If he waited until he was twenty years old, wouldn't he immediately become the realm of the emperor?

Thinking about these old guys, they have cultivated for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years before they reached the realm of emperors. If this is a little bit compared with Lu Feng...

Can't compare, can't compare!

But soon, they were all excited.

It is such a joy to be able to personally obliterate a rare genius here in ten thousand years!

"Holy King Fifth Heaven?"

"Hehe, what if you are the Holy King Jiuzhongtian? If you don't enter the emperor, you will never know the terrible realm of the emperor!"

The ancient ghost Jiusen looked at Lu Feng with cold eyes and said, "You are a genius, but you are a genius who is about to die. You cannot leave the slightest legend of you on this continent."

"Now, it's time to end your life!"

"The realm of the emperor is terrible?"

At this time, Lu Feng shook his head and said, "Is there more than one emperor realm warrior I killed?"

"Now, it's your turn!"

The sound fell, Zhenwu decided to move!

The aura on his body changed again, and in the blink of an eye, three small realms were raised, the peak of the eighth heaven of the holy king.

"I said, you don't even have the Holy King Nine Heavens, let alone the Holy King Eighth Heaven?"

Gu Guijiu shook his head and stabbed the ghost sword in his hand.

No martial arts, no sword qi.

It was such an ordinary long sword that stabbed at it, and it seemed to have no power at all.

It can be seen that everyone who sees this sword has their eyes fixed. This ordinary sword is enough to kill the warriors of the emperor's triple heaven.

When Lu Feng saw it, there was some thought in his eyes. Although he had some trump cards in hand, he was now facing a warrior from the fifth level of the emperor.

He needs to be vigilant no matter what.

"The third sword of Zhenwu Sword Art!"

Gan Jiang moved his sword, the body of the sword condensed the sword energy, and the same sword stabbed past.

"boom!"

The Gan Jiang sword stabbed the tip of the ghost sword.

Two powerful kendo forces began to linger around the collision, causing the surrounding space to condense at that moment.

"what?"

Seeing that his sword was blocked, Gu Guijiu's eyes were full of surprise, he didn't expect this at all.

A small holy king eighth-level martial artist can actually block the sword of his own emperor five-level heaven?

But soon he was furious.

It is a shame that the martial artist of the fifth level of his own grandeur was actually blocked by a martial artist of the eighth level of the holy king!

This shame must be washed away with Lu Feng's blood!

"Lu Feng, this old man has to admit that you have angered me. Today, I will smash my corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

With an angry shout, Gu Gui Jiu was about to apply True Qi in his hands when a huge force suddenly came.

"boom!"

The condensed space exploded in an instant, and a violent energy permeated the Ganjiang sword and directly attacked the ghost sword.

This attack caught Gu Guijiu by surprise.

The violent energy made Gu Guijiu feel a little threatened.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, the ancient ghost nine quickly flew into the air to avoid this energy attack.

"My God, what did I see?"

Even those warriors brought by Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan,

At this time, I couldn't believe this scene.

The dignified fifth-level celestial warrior was actually forced to retreat by a holy king eighth-level celestial warrior?

This... how is this possible?

They couldn't believe the scene they saw, but this scene was something they had to believe.

This time, the way they looked at Lu Feng changed.

People are indeed arrogant, but they have arrogant capital!

Just using this one hand to repel a warrior of the fifth level of the emperor with the realm of the eighth level of the holy king is already a very remarkable thing.

If this is spread, the entire Yuzhou will be boiling for it.

"That power is..."

Yan Yinfan stared at the Gan Jiang sword in Lu Feng's hand, and at the moment when the powerful and violent energy erupted from the Gan Jiang sword, he obviously felt that there was a power on the long sword.

"Ancient Xuanwen!"

Finally, he remembered what that energy was. The legendary ancient Xuanwen was the key to condensing the ancient formation.

Yan Yinfan's family is huge, and he knows some things about the ancient array mage, and he even knows that the powerful king of the ancient Zhou Dynasty five thousand years ago was an ancient array mage.

"This Lu Feng is still an ancient formation mage?"

Yan Yinfan's eyes changed completely when he looked at Lu Feng.

It's all shocking!

The ancient mysterious text can only be controlled by the ancient magician.

But this Lu Feng is not only a martial artist of the Holy King Fifth Layer at the age of eighteen, but also an ancient formation mage. If this is spread, the entire Kyushu continent will be boiling.

The supreme sects of Wuzhou and Jianzhou would also flock to them, begging to accept him as a disciple.

It can even be said to be the absolute next leader.

"Is it true, as some rumors say, the emperor of Nanyan Kingdom, Lu Feng, is a disciple of Wangqing Daomen?"

An idea suddenly popped into Yan Yinfan's mind, but he had no choice.

Regardless of whether Lu Feng is a disciple of the Daoist School of Forgetfulness, Lu Feng must die today!

Keeping him is a scourge, enough to wipe out their family completely in the future.

"Sure enough, Kendo Xuanwen still needs to be perfected."

At this moment, Lu Feng sighed in his heart.

After improving his strength, he condensed the kendo Xuanwen again, but this time the kendo Xuanwen condensed, he always felt that something was missing. Although the power was stronger than the previous one, it was enough to cause damage to the warriors in the middle of the emperor. threaten.

But what was missing was that it was unable to release the true power of Kendo Xuanwen, which made him a little confused.

"Bastard!"

Gu Gui Jiu, who was lifted into the sky, roared even more at this time, saying, "Lu Feng, I want to pull your soul out of your body and enslave it for three thousand years, three thousand years!"

If it is a shame to say that his previous attack by a martial artist of the fifth level of the emperor was blocked by a martial artist whose real realm was only the fifth level of the holy king, then he was just repelled by Lu Feng, a martial artist whose real realm was only the fifth level of the holy king. Just an insult.

It was the insult that Lu Feng stepped on his head to give him!