The most powerful boss in the heavens

Of course, we haven't reached this point yet, so we don't need to be so desperate for the time being.

"Hehe, Xiao Feng is going to summon the Heroes Conference. How could such a grand event not have the participation of our Xiaoyao Sect? Pass down an order to let all the Xiaoyao Sect members set off for Songshan Shaolin. Those who are active in the Central Plains will also gather at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. "

Ning Que said to Wu Xingyun.

"Are you asking Xiao Feng and Da Song Wulin Zhengdao to fight to the death and complete their merits in one battle? Is this a little too urgent?"

Wu Xingyun said.

"The time has come, why wait any longer?"

Ning Que said.

"Since you have decided so, then I will pass on the order."

Wu Xingyun didn't say anything, and went out to announce the order.

After this period of frenzied annexation and expansion, the personnel of the Xiaoyao faction are no longer what they used to be. Not long after Ning Que gave the order, 5000 to [-] people followed him to the Central Plains.

All the way mighty, shocking the world!

And on the only way for the Xiaoyao faction to advance, a tall, thin, white-haired, but very sharp-eyed old man was standing with a strange monk wearing a piece of jade between his brows and wearing clothes that clearly had the style of the Western Regions. Looking at the smoke and dust spreading from afar.

"Old benefactor Murong, it's agreed, once Ding Chunqiu is killed, all the martial arts in his collection will belong to the poor monk!"

Said the strange monk from the Western Regions.

"Master, don't worry, this old man always keeps his word. It was the same when we met you back then, and it is the same now. As long as you join hands with me to kill this person, all his martial arts cheats will belong to you."

As the thin old man said, he clenched his hands slightly as he looked at the smoke and dust that was getting closer and closer, and a trace of extremely cold hatred flashed in his eyes.

Chapter 97 Same talent, different strength

"Xiaoyao old fairy, the power is boundless! Life is as long as the sky, and immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever!"

Accompanied by the sound of drums, silk and bamboo, and shouts, a chariot with fluttering white gauze drove forward quickly, surrounded by two weeks of Ah Zi and other disciples, and 5000 people followed behind.

This kind of momentum, this kind of scene, seems to be the emperor's tour of the world.

Once there are more than a thousand people, they will be mighty.

When four or five thousand people walk together, it seems like a boundless torrent that will swallow the world.

At this moment, a figure leaped down from a high mountain next to the quilt like a roc, and a terrifying flame burst out from the palm of his hand, forming an extremely hot flaming saber energy, And condensed to the extreme, the crimson light illuminated half of the sky.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to freeze.

The wind has stopped.

The flying dust stagnates.

Even the marching army seemed to stop suddenly.

This scene seemed to be the only thing left in the pupils of everyone present, a red sword light, like a world-killing blow from a peerless swordsman, seemed to cut the whole world in half, and all objects in this world were destroyed. Lost its color, only such a crimson streak remained.

That streak of crimson tearing apart the sky, cut towards the white gauze fluttering like lightning.

"Not good, someone attacked the sect master!"

Many disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were shocked, but in front of this scarlet sword light, no matter how many of them there were, they were powerless.

In the carriage, besides Ning Que, Tianshan Child Elder Wu Xingyun was also sitting beside him.

Seeing someone sneak attacking Ning Que, Wu Xingyun's beautiful eyes flashed a deep murderous intent, and he wanted to stand up, block the red knife light, and kill the attacker.

"Let me do it!"

Ning Que held down Wu Xingyun who was about to stand up, stood up by himself, walked to the front of the car, lifted the white in front of the car, and looked at the scarlet that was cut at a high speed with a calm face.

"It's really interesting. I'm short of potential right now, and I'll be able to send it to my door so soon."

With a chuckle, Ning Que suddenly stretched out his right hand, curled his five fingers slightly, and grabbed at the void. A black vortex surrounded by lightning appeared in the void above the chariot in an instant.

puff!

That streak of crimson instantly submerged into the black vortex, and as a result, it disappeared silently like a mud cow entering the sea.

"This is impossible!"

In the sky, Jiumozhi, who had just slashed, watched in disbelief as the car ran up to the silver-haired burly man who was looking at him with a smile.

This is the unique flame knife he made with all his strength.

It is estimated that with this knife, even a long street can be destroyed.

How could it be accepted so easily?

And just when Ning Que was urging the black vortex to engulf the flame knife, a figure suddenly shot out from a hundred meters away. Like the Yangtze River, the majestic Xiang Ning Que swept across.

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were strangled to blood mist by the overwhelming sword energy in an instant.All the things that stood in front of that figure were smashed into powder by the dense sword energy in an instant.

This is the scariest swordsman Ning Que has ever seen since he came to this world.

"Something good!"

Ning Que raised his eyelids slightly, and suddenly his eyes burst out with brilliance, and his whole body suddenly became taller and burlier, exuding an endless sense of power.

"Blood Dragon Hand!"

Ning Que gave a deep drink, and at some point, his right hand, which had turned blood-red, suddenly protruded out. In an instant, endless blood-colored energy surged, and a heaven-shattering chant of an evil dragon resounded from the sky and earth, an evil dragon filled with endless and endless violent aura. Phantom, rushing out from the blood energy.

"Rumble..."

The phantom of the evil dragon danced its teeth and claws in the void, extremely violent. His huge dragon body seemed to fill the sky and the earth.

The gigantic phantom of the evil dragon violently rushed into the overwhelming sword energy, forcibly tearing a passage in the mighty sword energy.

Finally, a huge dragon claw landed horizontally on the figure in the depth of the sword energy.

In an instant, that figure flew upside down like a meteor, and with a bang, it hit a mountain wall hundreds of meters away, and his whole body was almost embedded in the mountain wall, leaving only a spout of blood in the void.

Jiumozhi saw Murong Bo being sent flying by Ning Que's blow in mid-air, he couldn't help being shocked, he knew Murong Bo's strength best, and he was definitely not weaker than him.

If Ning Que can hit Murong Bo hard, he can hit him hard.

However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and he had already shot. Even if he was willing to stop today, Ning Que might not be willing to stop.

"Nianhua finger!"