The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Without hesitation, Nie Feng flew into the air and roared, "Fengshen legs!"

The combination of wind and cloud, the combat power has increased several times!

Dugu Fang's eyes burst out.

"Unbelievable!"

The Wushuang sword stabbed at the two of them, and the sharp sword light reappeared!

Whizzing!

This time, Dugu didn't show any intention of showing mercy. It was obvious that the two sword qi were much stronger than before!

puff!

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng spurted a big mouthful of blood at the same time, and flew out backwards.

Dugu Fang laughed loudly, and with a flash, he came to the two of them and swung his sword to end Bu Jingyun's life.

However, at this moment, in the darkness in the distance, a burst of dazzling light suddenly burst out, accompanied by a scorching breath, a long dragon of flames rushed towards Dugu's side.

Dugu's expression changed, his body turned over, and he avoided the fire dragon.

"Who!"

Dugu Fang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked over his left shoulder.

After all, he still couldn't dodge in time, and his left shoulder was scorched black.

tata tao...

A slightly thin figure slowly walked out from the darkness.

It can be seen that this person is holding a fiery red long sword in one hand, and a package the size of a human head in the other hand.

When he saw this person, Nie Feng, who leaned on the ground with his arm, lost his voice: "Duanlang!"

Bu Jingyun's face was gloomy and terrifying, but he didn't say anything.

Duan Lang smiled faintly, and nodded to Nie Feng.

"Duanlang... the son of Nanlin Swordshead Duanshuai!" Dugu Fang said in a deep voice.

Duanlang raised his head, looked at Dugu Fang with great interest, and said, "You know me?"

Dugu Fang's hand was caressing the hilt of the Wushuang Sword lightly. From the flame dragon just now, he felt a strong threat.

This person in front of him is stronger than Fengyun!

"Unexpectedly, Duanshuai's Fire Lin sword has already entered your hands! Look (bb), Xiongba has been plotting for a long time, and he even arranged for you to take care of the two of them!"

Duanlang lifted the package in his hand expressionlessly, "Duan has already left the Tianxiahui, and now I am the guardian of the royal ancestor of the Supreme Palace!"

After finishing the words, he raised his right hand and threw the package to Dugu Fang.

Whoosh!

With a sullen face, Dugu caught the package, and his pupils shrank suddenly after seeing the blood dripping on the package.

This is a human head!

"You actually joined the Supreme Palace?"

Duanlang nodded, and said: "This thing is specially ordered by my master to be handed over to you!"

Dugu Fang suppressed the bad premonition in his heart, and said coldly: "Today, no matter what, you will not be able to escape from Wushuang City!"

The corner of Duanlang's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said, "You'd better take a look first, whose head is it?"

The corners of Dugu Fang's eyes twitched a few times, and he slowly opened the package, revealing a face full of fear and unwillingness.

"Ming'er!!"

Dugu Fang's eyes were wide open, and his body trembled violently!

laugh!

Right between the lightning and flint, Duan Lang turned into an afterimage, and at the same time, he said to Nie Feng and the other two, "Go!"

call!

Another flame lit up, illuminating the dark street as if it were daytime.

At the same time, the Huolin sword left his hand, disappeared in the flames soaring into the sky, and suddenly attacked Dugu's side.

boom!

Dugu's side immediately flashed to the side, the Fire Lin Sword did not stab him, but smashed Dugu Ming's head into a blood mist, and then the Fire Lin Sword flew into the sky and galloped towards the distance And go!

The red and white thing splashed Dugu Fang all over his body, he was still in shock and anger, when he realized it, where were the traces of Duan Lang and the other three in the distance?

"City Lord!!"

The disciples of Wushuang City finally rushed over, and they were startled when they saw Dugu Fang covered in blood.

Is it...

Dugu Fang stood there blankly, his face was full of anger, but strangely, there was no trace of sadness...

After a long time, he suddenly jumped up, and swung the Wushuang sword fiercely in his hand!

The dust was flying, and on the street in front of him, a deep ravine was plowed by the endless sharpness.

There was an extremely fierce light in those eagle-like eyes.

Chapter 22: The World Shakes (3/3)

Throughout the world, there are very few people who can leave their names on this land.

In a few decades, there was only one Xiongba, one Juggernaut, and one Wuming.

Perhaps, in some unknown places, there are more powerful people hidden, sitting and watching the changes in the world.

But, at least on the bright side, the three of them represent the pinnacle of this world!

Now, finally, there is one more person.

The patriarch of the royal family, Han Chen!

People who have been to the Supreme Palace quickly spread the news of what happened that night.

As a result, the world was in an uproar!

People have become accustomed to seeing the Supreme Palace as a synonym for weakness and incompetence. The Supreme Palace, which has been bullied by Wushuang City and the world for so long, is finally about to rise?

For a moment, the words 'royal ancestor' were sent to the desks of the masters of all forces.

The world will meet!

In the majestic hall, one could faintly hear the shouts of the disciples outside.

A man dressed in a very seductive look stepped into the hall.

"Master, Master Shuang is back!"

Xiong Ba stood up from the top seat, walked slowly to the bottom of the steps, and said, "Let him in!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Shuang walked up to Xiongba with steady steps, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Master!"

Xiongba said blankly: "How about the Supreme Palace and his party?"

A bit of helplessness flashed in Qin Shuang's eyes, and he narrated what happened in the Supreme Palace.

But, strangely, Xiong Ba didn't seem to be surprised, as if he knew about it a long time ago.

"From my disciple's point of view, the patriarch of the royal family will come to the Tianxiahui soon to meet the master!"

After speaking, Qin Shuang lowered his head.

Xiong Ba was silent for a moment, then looked at the man dressed in a monster look, and said, "Chou Chou!"

Wen Chouchou laughed a few times, and said: "Guangzhu, this matter has reached the point where everyone knows it, and the whole world knows it. The ancestor of the Supreme Palace has left the customs to deter the heroes!"

"Deter the heroes?" Xiong Ba whispered to himself, then waved his hand and said to Qin Shuang, "Go down!"

Qin Shuang nodded, stood up, opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Wen Chouchou glanced at Xiongba, and said to Qin Shuang, "Master Yun and Master Feng have returned!"

Qin Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands at Xiong Ba, and walked out.

On the main hall, only Xiongba and Wen Chouchou were left. Xiongba turned around, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the scorched black mark on the table, and said, "Is there any other news from Wushuang City?"

Wen Chou came forward with a smile, poured a cup of tea for Xiongba, and said, "The young lord of Wushuang City, Duguming, died at the hands of Duanlang. According to Master Feng and Master Yun, Duanlang has also been found. Fire Lin Sword, that is to say, that royal patriarch has already been to Lingyun Grotto!"

Xiongba narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Is the Xueyin knife also in his hand?"

Wen Chouchou nodded, pinched his orchid fingers, and held the teacup in front of Xiongba, saying: "The people under his command sent back news that the Xueyin knife is indeed in the hands of the ancestor of the royal family!"

Xiongba took the teacup, walked slowly back to the steps and sat down, pondered for a moment, and said: "Since there is nothing in Lingyun Cave, let all the people sent out come back!"

Wen Chouchou hurriedly said: "This subordinate obeys orders!"

As he said that, he also hurriedly walked outside the hall.

Xiongba took a deep breath, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair a few times.

"Your appearance has made the old man's schemes for many years come to nothing. How can the old man let you live in peace...Since you have written the gauntlet, then the old man will wait for you in the world!"

There was finally a murderous intent in his eyes.

......

After getting the news, in an unknown village, Wuming fell into deep worry.

What he was worried about was not the rise of the Supreme Palace, and even his own sword fell into the hands of the ancestor of the royal family, and he did not show any signs of anxiety.

Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, with a look of pain on his face.

Wuming sighed, looked at the wilderness outside the window, and murmured: "It's been quiet for a few years now, and it's about to start a storm again!"

After speaking, he stood up from the chair, walked to Jian Chen's side, and put one hand on the top of his head.

Separated a trace of the mighty immortal essence in his body, and got into Jian Chen's body.

boom!