The Martial Peak (New)
526 MP

526: If you count the old man again?

The appearance of these seven strong men suddenly made Dong Lianghan and the others relax a lot.

They relied on a group of young people to fight against the gods, they were also afraid and fearful. There were now seven strong people, and they couldn't help but feel that they had a backbone and a backbone.

Tang Yuxian also flew gently around Tufeng.

Except for Shadow 9 at this moment, the remaining eight people were gathered here! In the presence of the eight gods, I am not afraid.

Eight people eight!

Although the numbers are the same, the power is different.

The opposite of the eight people, all above the gods, were the elders of the eight people.

Eight blood servants, but only four gods swam nine floors, four gods swam eight layers, his strength was far from difference.

“Big blood madness!” When Tu Feng and the others came here, they did not hesitate to directly display the taboo of Yang's blood service. A great energy fluctuation came out, and everyone's faces showed a touch of red. Light, his own blood strength and blood rose rapidly.

Yang Lanfu and those who watched the frenzy were dumbfounded.

What spectacular scene was the use of blood madness by the seven blood servants?

The blood servant itself was identical to the strong, and was basically invincible in the same order. They fight with people. Unless they faced special circumstances, they would use taboo techniques, and they would not use them when they were unemployed.

It could be said that seeing the blood quarrel showing the madness of blood was enough to make people feel good, but now, seven people were using it simultaneously.

The momentum and shocks of energy that had gathered together almost completely disrupted the aura of the entire war city.

The eight gods also moved slightly, and they did not expect that they could reach this level.

"Let's relax!" Yang Liting shouted, "Do you still know who you are?"

“Too elders don't blame!” Tu Feng's face reddened, and his blood was extremely strong. Lang said, “Although you are the elder of the Yang family, I am also the blood of the Yang family. But because the Elder Hall has ordered me to follow him. Xiaogongzi, then I will become a child, and at this moment, nature is to take care of him. "

“In your eyes, his safety is more important than family honor?” Yang Liting looked cold on his face.

Eight blood servants nodded at the same time, Tang Yuxian said: "Too old, according to the meaning of the elders, we are only loyal to the youngster, his safety is more important than the family honor. If something goes wrong, I'll wait 10,000. If you are guilty of death, if you are having fun today, ask the Elders too! "

"Back you!" Yang Liting was furious and laughed. His face moved a little. With his status and strength, no one dared to rebel against him. Yang Jiaxue was the golden nameplate of the Yang family and was loyal. Pronoun, but I did not expect that this time, the blood servants who had been praised by the world as the right hand of the Yang family, would fight against themselves at all costs!

Especially in this view, Yang Liting suddenly felt that his majesty was being violated.

"Stupid loyalty!" The screams of the gods urging Yang Liting were terrifying. It was foolish to underestimate the foolish practices of the blood servants. In his view, the strong members of the Blood Family Church were strong and loyal, but in some cases, it seemed a bit stubborn, like the situation before you.

“I don't mind, but if the predecessors want to make things difficult for us, we .. don't agree!” Tu Feng looked at the eight people in front of him and shook his head slowly.

“Even if you are with you, you are not qualified to stop this elder!” Yang Liting was angry and seemed determined to clear the portal here.

“If you count the old man again?” A voice that seemed somewhat ethereal passed from far and near.

Hearing this voice, the eight gods could not help but look at it, and stared at the source of his voice.

I saw that in the darkness, there seemed to be someone floating like a fairy, walking around, not too slow, and looking calm and serene.

He didn't go fast, but it was only three or two steps, and he came into the crowd. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. He stood in the middle of the air and was taller than eight.

Standing at a steady pace, staring down at the eight people in front of me, I looked at myself.

Yang Liting and the other faces were dignified, staring at the endless dream, and his brows were slowly locked.

Although the person before him only had the peak cultivation of the gods, they always felt that this person was not simple. The steps he went through seemed to be arbitrarily stepping out, but amidst the darkness, there was no trace to be found.

This mysterious feeling, even at the peak of the eight-man journey, was rather difficult to see.

How could a warrior at the peak of the gods have such a deep understanding of martial arts? Everyone was secretly afraid.

The eight people were also well aware of the dreamless endless existence. After all, he had come to the battle city for a short time, and his understanding of him was only to remain on cultivation.

He thought that he was just an ordinary martial arts god.

But now, eight talents were awakening, and the pinnacle of these gods was not very common.

Before him, people like Yang Liting had created crises and pressure from the bottom of their hearts. It seemed that if they were alone, they were absolutely not his opponent.

“There are old people!” Another peg is coming. This time, the gods of the eight people could not help but feel a little surprised.

Dreams have no place to appear, and they still know little. A strong knowledge of eight people penetrated every corner of the city, and naturally they were able to detect its breath.

The one who could speak now was like one who came out of the air. Breath does not leak a little. If he did not take the initiative to appear, the eight people would never be able to detect him.

Can let them not pay attention, cultivation people do not need to guess.

In the city of battle, I always hid a master above the gods.

If this person was determined at the weakness of this younger generation in the battle city, then the consequences ..eight people instantly emerged from the cold sweat.

Fortunately, he did not seem to be evil.

Looking around, I saw a hairy white man, some ancient old man walking over from the other side, just like an endless appearance that was dreamless, captivating, and shocking the hearts of people.

What made the eight people somewhat confused was that the mysteries of heaven he had stepped on seemed to be somewhat similar to the person who had just come out first.

The man stood outside several tens of feet and looked at the dream without a smile. The dream shopkeeper smiled and shook his head, "I already know that you are in the battle city, and now I can't help it anymore?"

The old man apologized and smiled, "Lao Mengxiu is troubled at this moment. I really can't get out easily."

“I know.” The dream nodded a little.

"I also want to thank Meng Xiong for discussing martial arts with me for over ten years. Since I got promoted, I have benefited a lot. Many people had not known it before, and now they understood."

"Seriously." The dream was indifferent, "We both, not polite!"

Seeing that the two people regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, here they would be reunited for a long time, he said, and they will have a good time to talk about each other.

They do not put themselves and others in their eyes.

Although his heart was upset, from the brief conversation between the two, the eight people also heard something unusual.

These two people had to be old-fashioned, and it seemed that the first person to come out was quite polite.

What happened Did the second one really have to be lower? What qualifications and skills does he have to talk about martial arts with an ex? Even more grateful for the first?

He was also taken for granted, not arrogant.

Everyone must be confused.

“Don't ask those two big names?” The autumn man looked dignified and asked.

Although it was determined that these two people were not evil, they had only come out to protect Yang Kai, but the overlord was so powerful, they also wanted to know the other party's identity and origin.

The dream smiled without limits, and was light: "Ling Xiaoge contributed to the shopkeeper, the dream was infinite!"

This self-introduction made everyone who did not know the endless dream feel a little cramped.

The shopkeeper ... the shopkeeper in this district, actually has this kind of momentum and cultivation, this Lingxiao Pavilion, is it true that it is a hidden sect of dragons and tigers?

“How about this?” Take a deep breath and the autumn man looked at the other old man.

The man nodded weakly, "Ling Xiaoge's head, Ling Taixu!"

The strong people of the eight people had changed all of a sudden!

Ling Xiaoge, Ling Taixu!

The only one who was born in the second grade, but was able to promote the sea gods! In this world-wide historical record, it was a unique honor.

There was never a second-rate power from the records of the gods. Even Lu Si of the Lu family could only break through the gods after the Lu family was promoted to a first-rate family, and thanks to the guidance and promotion of the autumn masters, he obtained this achievement.

Ling Taixu, these three words represent a legend, a living legend.

Moreover, he still had an apprentice.

His disciple was the current evil lord of ecstasy! The control circle is thousands of miles, six evil kings under command, evil spirits countless evil masters!

The evil God is angry, the heavens and earth are blackened, and the spirits are covered with charcoal.

So when I heard Ling Taixu's words, the eight people couldn't help but feel nervous, especially Qiu Dao. At that moment, he was led to go to the Lingxiao Pavilion, and the flames burned Zongmen. Now people stand up. Here, there are also festivals between each other.

If it were to really fight, this battle city might already be over.

However, what the eight people could not think of was that this Ling Taixu was clearly not long after the promotion How do you feel that the insights about heaven and martial arts are more profound than others?

Otherwise, how could they not always notice Ling Tai's existence?

These eight people, each of whom had been promoted for at least 50 years at least, could not say that his strength had not increased at all in the past 50 years, and some had improved a little, a little, compared to the folk Ling Taixu, that progress was negligible.

How'd he do it?

"It turns out it was Ling Xiong!" Qiu Dao's people gathered in sight, gently nodding, "The long-awaited name."

"Don't dare!" Ling Taixu smiled gently, not finding the meaning of ambiguity, but humble and abnormal: "Must be counted, some are also Ling's predecessors, the predecessors are able to see, called brothers, are already Lingmou's Honour humans. "