Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

After leaving the courtyard gate, Zhao Tianfu looked at the closed courtyard gate and heaved a long sigh.

After all, he is also a big devil who regards human life like nothing, how could he give birth to such a son who loves and hates so much!

At this time, an old man in white hurried over.

After seeing Zhao Tianfu, he said solemnly: "Master, something is wrong."

Zhao Tianfu frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

For him at this time, there is nothing more troublesome than the failure of the Young Pavilion Master.

After all, this is related to the general trend of Sihai Pavilion in the next few decades. If Zhao Jing is still as indecisive as he is today, and his son and daughter love each other, then it will be a devastating blow to Sihai Pavilion.

Back then, when he took the position of Pavilion Master, Sihai Pavilion was vying for territory with Sword God Palace, and they were fighting fiercely. At that time, Shaodian advocated Tianjian to come up with a dirty trick, using the life of his wife, that is, Zhao Jing mother threatened him.

Zhang Tianjian proposed that as long as he gave him an insignificant site, he would be able to look at the Sword God Palace. After all, the Sword God Palace fell into a disadvantage at the beginning, and many sites fell into the hands of Sihai Pavilion.

If Zhang Tianjian could obtain a territory at this time, even if it was of great importance, then his prestige in the Sword God Palace would increase exponentially.

The reason why he wanted an insignificant one was because he was afraid that Zhao Tianfu would refuse.

But who would have thought that Zhao Tianfu refused, after all, it was straightforward.

So much so that looking for Tianjian lost face, and under the general trend, he could only kill Zhao Jing's mother.

It is said that Zhao Tianfu didn't even blink his eyes when facing the woman he loved died in front of his eyes. Therefore, his reputation of being cruel and cruel was also spread at that time.

Zhao Tianfu also secured his position as the Pavilion Master.

However, no one knew that this had become a demon in his heart.

The white-haired elder said: "I was in the ancestral hall just now, and saw Chisongzi's soul lamp go out."

"Went out!"

Zhao Tianfu was taken aback for a moment, then said immediately: "Is there a message before the soul lamp goes out?"

Generally speaking, if a saint-level powerhouse falls, unless it is far above the strength, otherwise, it is nothing more than the fall of an existence that has reached its peak.

Moreover, according to his understanding, Chisongzi's escape technique is extremely good. Even he can only suppress Chisongzi. If he wants to fall completely, he must make perfect arrangements in advance, and at least unite with two saints to strengthen him. Only those who can do it.

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "The soul lamp went out suddenly. When the old man realized it, he had already lost his perception. Presumably, at that moment, he fell."

Zhao Tianfu's expression froze when he heard the words, and he frowned, "Go, let me do my own investigation, and before the matter is clearly investigated, no one is allowed to act rashly."

For some reason, he intuitively felt that this matter was not that simple.

The fall of a saint-level powerhouse is a traumatic event for any force.

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Okay, but the pavilion master..."

Speaking of this time, the white-haired old man had some concerns, seeing Zhao Tianfu looking at him, he said: "That Chi Songming has already gone..."

Zhao Tianfu thought for a while, and said: "His elder brother is dead, and it is understandable to want to take revenge. Find someone to watch him, and if that person appears, we will solve it together."

"To solve it together..."

The white-haired old man didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Zhao Tianfu said: "Chisongzi is dead, without the oppressive Chisongming, the heart must not be here anymore. Since it can't be used by me, then there is only a dead end."

"You are solely responsible for this matter."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard with a smile, and followed suit.

……

Wang Family Martial Arts
The battle has reached a fever pitch.

With a wave of Mo Yuntian's palm, a majestic suction force rushed out from his palm, and afterimages flashed, a figure covered in blood appeared in front of him.

When Wang Tianquan saw the man clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately hissed, "Mo Yuntian, how dare you!"

Mo Yuntian squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "Look at me, dare I."

Gently squeeze your palms together.

The biting cold air approached Wang Qing'er, and under the threat of death, Wang Qing'er slowly opened her eyes. After seeing her situation clearly, she only felt that her eyes went dark for a while.

The slender figure was already covered with blood stains, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly.

The blood stains were mixed with mud, which was very embarrassing.

"what!"

Wang Tianquan's heart tightened suddenly, and his eyes slowly darkened, as if a burst of fire had been ignited.

After a long time, he let out a breath slowly.

At this moment, the aura on his body grew terrifyingly exponentially.

Mo Yuntian was taken aback.

After a while, he came to his senses and said with a sneer, "You actually burned your own spiritual fire..."

Spiritual fire is the flame produced by the burning of the soul. Generally speaking, burning spiritual fire is no different from suicide, but the difference from suicide is that when the spiritual fire burns, it will generate powerful power across classes.

The burning of the spiritual fire means that the countdown to life has begun.

Especially the strong saints, when they burn the spiritual fire, they will even produce the power of a holy king, which can be described as terrifying.

Because saints and strong people are often the pinnacle of one in a million, it is very difficult to cultivate to this level, and generally they will not easily burn their own spiritual fire.

It is also because of this factor that unless it is a warrior who is far superior to a saint, he will definitely not kill him.

Otherwise, if the other party is pushed into a hurry, and the fish dies and the net is broken, it will not be very wonderful.

"Father...don't."

Wang Qinger cried hoarsely.

But no one heard.

In the arena, almost everyone's gaze was directed there, and their pupils shrank in unison.

Perhaps, they are going to witness history today.

They will witness the burning of the spiritual fire of the first saint-level powerhouse in the Huangtian Territory in the past century.

Although Wang Tianquan is still some distance away from a saint and warrior, but with the Rebirth Knife, he can barely match it.

"It really pushed Wang Tianquan to the limit."

"Now it's up to Mo Yuntian to control the situation. A saint-like existence cannot be controlled by a few saints."

……

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Mo Yuntian didn't care at all, the enchantment he released was still there, that is to say, everything was still under his control, so he smiled slightly and said, "I want to see how powerful this little trick of yours is. ?”

Wang Tianquan's eyes were gradually filled with dazzling aura.

Then, with a slightly cold face, he slowly raised his palm, and with a swoosh, the Death Knife flew into his hand.

The moment he grasped it, a powerful sword energy rose out of thin air, and the sharp sword marks drew traces in the air. The ferocious sword energy made the world resound with violent sounds of golden spears.

Murder spreads.

"You forced me to this point, then you can't blame me, go to hell with me."

Wang Tianquan looked at Mo Yuntian and said with a deep smile.