My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

Although he has the gift of comprehension and does not need to increase the comprehension of colorful ganoderma lucidum, the disciples of the Fang family need it.

The colorful Ganoderma lucidum was overjoyed and saluted again and again, "Thank you, master!"

Immediately, impatiently donated the soul imprint, for fear that Fang Chen would regret it.

Seeing this scene, Kun Wu's eyes burned with anger.

The holy medicine that belonged to him, was cut off by this kid? !

hateful!

Kun Wu, who was furious, became murderous and stepped forward without talking nonsense.

Smash the void and come at a high speed.

The avenue of controlling the wind, using the supernatural powers of blood vessels, punched out with one punch.

boom!

The void surged, and the blood field burst.

The force of indescribable terror pressed down horizontally, sealing off the vast void and forbidding all dharmas.

Thousands of wind patterns, like cold blades, shone with a soul-stirring cold light, cut through the void, and fell towards Fang Chen one after another.

Di Shitianshen's eyes were slightly condensed, and his transformation path was eightfold, which was really extraordinary.

Even if his physical body is here, I am afraid he would not dare to take this blow head-on.

You must know that he is the reincarnation of the former barbarian emperor, and his physical attainments can be seen in the Xuanwu Starfield, so he can also be respected.

With only his physical body, he is confident that he can destroy the culprit in the same situation!

However, in the face of Kunwu's blow, he did not dare to speak bravely.

It can be seen how terrifying Kunwu's strength at this time is under the blessing of the eighth stage of the Dao of Transformation.

"This kid is dead!"

Chang Tiankui's eyes were cold, and he sneered and asserted in a low voice: "Kunwu has entered the eighth level of the Dao of Transformation, and is already invincible in this ancient road of burial of gods."

"Even a dying saint can fight."

"This son is still in the Nascent Profound Realm... he will definitely die!"

Chang Tiankui is still brooding over the fact that Fang Chen broke through the bloody formation and cut off his chance.

Now, he can't wait to see Fang Chen die in Kunwu's hands quickly.

The arrogance and evildoers of all parties are thinking the same at this time.

Kun Wu shot, Fang Chen could not escape with his wings!

The faces of Fang Shaoqin and others also changed drastically.

They flew to Fang Chen's side one after another, resorted to the strongest killing move, and swore to protect Fang Chen to the death.

But... Facing Kunwu who was killing him, Fang Chen just glanced calmly.

With a chuckle, he ignored it.

He waved his hand to appease Fang Shaoqin and the others, "Relax."

Immediately, following the devouring blood saint, imitating the breath of the blood saint, trying to contact and manipulate the blood domain.

The bamboo sword of Daoist Zhenlong turned into a formation and melted into the blood field.

That is a complete top holy weapon.

If he can take it out, his combat power can increase by at least another [-]%!

Fang Chen's ignoring attitude was seen in Kunwu's eyes.

Directly exploded!

His veins were throbbing, and he was furious.

How dare you ignore him even if you are a little into the mystery? !

Madness! !

"die!"

Kunwu shouted angrily, and the Dao pattern of thousands of winds vented down.

Seeing the arrival of Kunwu's killing technique.

Taoist Zhu, who had been standing beside Fang Chen with the presence of the old god, moved.

No action is seen.

I saw a purple-gold sword light flashing past.

The ten thousand zhang world is divided into two.

The Dao pattern of the wind that vented down shattered, like petals, scattered one after another.

The audience was silent, only the dark wind whistling.

Everyone was stunned.

He stared blankly at Taoist Zhu, the corners of his eyes twitching uneasily.

What kind of kendo is this? !

Kun Wu, who was killing Fang Chen, also stopped at this moment.

Staring at Taoist Zhu, his expression was solemn and he felt apprehensive.

Taoist Zhu hid his hands in the wide long sleeves of his Taoist robe, looked at Kunwu, and smiled.

next moment.

The smile disappeared, and his face was full of fear.

The Zijin sword light flashed, stepped into the air with one step, broke through the void, and teleported to Kunwu.

A slender purple-gold sword energy like a bamboo leaf cut through the void, cut off the endless rules, and fell straight down Kunwu's... neck!

No one saw clearly how he drew the sword, let alone saw him draw the sword.

When the sword energy fell, Taoist Zhu still put his hands in his wide sleeves.

Kunwu's heart skipped a beat, and fear surged up in his heart for no reason.

It exploded in a hurry, activated the secret technique, and retreated thousands of miles.

hum-

Zijin sword qi cut down.

The gray sky was divided into two, revealing a long chasm.

Deep, quiet, like an abyss.

The faces of all the arrogant and evildoers who were watching suddenly changed.

There was a storm in my heart.

Good... What a terrifying strength!

Kun Wu, who had fled for thousands of miles, touched his neck, and a smear of blood stained his palm.

He raised his eyes to look at Taoist Zhu, terrified.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, this sword might have cut his neck directly!

Although, in his state, losing his head is not a big deal, and he can recover in an instant.

However, it is inevitable that you will be severely injured!

Who is this?

When did Tianjiao of the ancient race have such a powerful existence? !

His strength is at least as complete as the Dao of Transformation!

"Who are you? Why do you want to help this son?"

Kun Wu asked in a concentrated voice.

Taoist Bamboo chuckled.

"Phantom in human form, don't you know?"

"I am that Purple Golden Bamboo."

"Want to hurt my master?"

"I'm tired of living!"

Chapter 197 : The King of Introversion!

"Are you Purple Gold Bamboo?!"

Kun Wu's face changed slightly, and his fear grew a little more.

This is a complete holy medicine. At its peak, its strength is comparable to that of an invincible saint.

Although now subject to the rules of the Ancient Burial God Road, he can only display his strength below the level of supernatural powers.

However, he still didn't dare to say lightly that he could beat the opponent.

After all, Zijin Bamboo is a top-notch holy medicine with a profound foundation and great fighting power.

Compared with the peerless evildoers, they don't give in too much.

Kunwu stared at Zijinzhu with a solemn expression, and said in a low tone, "You are a top-level holy medicine, why do you have to do it yourself and recognize a human race as the master?!"

"There are countless Tianjiao and evildoers present, who can beat him thousands of times?"

He was a little puzzled, why did these top holy medicines submit to a human race?

So what if he is an ancient race?

Today's heavens and worlds are ruled by ten thousand races. At the end of ancient times and the end of ancient times, the human races of both eras were defeated.

Now huddled in a world, nothing more than a bereaved dog.

You know, Zijin Bamboo throws away the essence of the holy medicine, its strength is still a saint!

Even if it's not strong, it has crossed into that level!

When Di Shitian and others heard the words, they all nodded their heads deeply.

No matter how evil the Tianjiao of the ancient race is, they are worse than them.

What's more, this kid only has Nascent Profound Realm!

Could it be that Zijinzhu was blind, and actually recognized Fang Chen as the master, while ignoring their existence.

Taoist Zhu laughed when he heard this.

Slowly scanning the crowd, his expression was indifferent, revealing a playful smile.

"On par with my master...you are also worthy?"

"you--"

All the top monsters were suddenly furious, and their eyes were full of anger when they looked at Taoist Zhu.

When Kunwu heard the words, his expression became quite gloomy.

"This is the ancient road of burying the gods, and you only have the strength to transform into the Dao realm... I advise you, don't make mistakes!"

Kun Wufeng and other dozens of Heavenly Feather Clan's Tianjiao heard the words, and flew to them one after another.

He stared at Taoist Zhu with a full face.

They are all in the Dao Transformation Realm, Taoist Zongzhu used to be a top-notch holy medicine, but now... he is no match for four hands!

After all, a saint is also a human being, and as a human being, he will die!

Taoist Zhu raised his eyes slightly, looked at Kunwu and the others, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Both hands were taken out of the wide sleeves, and a purple gold rapier was held in the right hand.

The rapier pierced through the void, and the purple-gold sword shone brightly, exuding a threatening aura.