Chapter 39: A hard-hitting

"Crazy~~"

The downpour of heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, without any intention of stopping. In this downpour of heavy rain, there was a "booming" sound of thunder, and from time to time, there was a lightning bolt that kept jumping in the air.

At this time, more than a dozen Yuwen family caravans whose clothes were completely wet by heavy rain were still looking up at the sky. The two figures that were opposite each other dozens of meters away were two powerful men of the supreme level.

"Bang!"

More than ten meters away, water splashed everywhere. Yuwen Yu's body finally fell down from a high altitude and fell to the ground, splashing water splashed. Yuwen Chenglin had already moved when Yuwen Yu's body fell down. At this time, he also came to the vicinity and helped him up.

"Old ancestor!"

Looking at the old man who had fallen to such a level because of protecting himself, Yuwen Chenglin's voice was filled with guilt.

What did you do? This powerful man of the level is going to take his life? Yuwen Chenglin asked himself with pursed thoughts. In this life, he had never done anything wrong that was harmful to the world. He couldn't understand or understand.

Yuwen Chenglin never thought that this middle-aged man in green robe killed him in order to help his elder brother. In his eyes, his elder brother was just a purple-level warrior who was forcing his growth. No matter how he was, he could not drive a powerful man of honor!

"It's okay," Yuwen Yu was just now attacked by the middle-aged man in the green robe. The middle-aged man in the green robe contained all his strength in his legs, completely breaking his defense and seriously injured him. He had not recovered yet. A mouthful of blood, with another "pop", sprayed out of Yuwen Yu's mouth.

Although Yuwen Yu's attack power was no less than that of the middle-aged man in the green robe who was a peak-level warrior at the pride level, his defense was much worse. The injuries he suffered under care will at least take a few years to recover, and it is still supported by elixirs and heavenly treasures.

"I have never seen this powerful man at the level of honor..."

With the help of Yuwen Chenglin, Yuwen Yu, who came to the front of the convoy, looked up at the air at this time. He was also shocked when he looked at the later powerful man. When did so many powerful supreme warriors have been added in the Chongwu Continent?

This powerful man must have been close to him before. Since he dared to stand up, he must have held on to him and was not afraid of this middle-aged man in green robe.

Could it be that I have not been born for a hundred years, and this powerful man in Chongwu Continent is no longer valuable?

"Youyun, Youyun, I destroyed your majesty. Thinking back then, my ancestors held you, but among the entire Chongwu Continent, no one can defeat the powerful ones! Cough cough..."

Looking at the perfect sword flashing naturally blue and smooth in his hand, Yuwen Yu's voice became more and more low. At the end, he coughed up and sprayed out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Yuwen Chenglin next to him was stunned, then looked at the long sword in Yuwen Yu's hand. He had never heard of this sword. Even among the secrets in the family, if he had not seen it today, he would not have known that this thing still existed in his Yuwen family.

Immortal weapon? What is that?

In the air, the middle-aged man in green robe was a little impatient when he saw the young man in purple robe dozens of meters away not taking action for a long time. He had already wasted so much effort when he came here. He was only a little short of just now, and he could kill the old guy from the Yuwen family. However, the unexpected breath that the young man had to be cautious, and even missed the best opportunity to kill Yuwen Yu.

Seeing that Yuwen Yu was not dead and was still watching him like a "good show", he was also angry and couldn't help but suddenly speak out, "Who is your lord? Why do you interfere in the matter between us?"

The power that the young man in purple robe just now exuded showed his motive, so the middle-aged man in green robe asked the same question. The young man in front of him was the same as the origin of fire. Judging from the aura of his body, he obviously reached a certain level of roundness.

Facing such a strong man, he did not dare to take it lightly.

"war!"

The young man in purple robe, who was the one who helped Yuwen Chenglin deal with Yuwen Chengdu in order to rush to Xia Yu Kingdom, did not say much at this time. When he moved his body, a word suddenly popped out of his mouth. A heat also scattered around him.

Ling Qingyan came all the way from the Great Qin Kingdom, but he happened to meet Yuwen Chenglin's caravan here. He was about to go down to recognize him, but who knew that this middle-aged man in green robe appeared strangely. As soon as he appeared, he was a sneak attack of the original power of the origin.

When Ling Qingyan saw that situation, he was furious. Just as he was about to take action, the elderly figure appeared high in the sky behind Yuwen Chenglin stopped his thoughts, and then he also began to watch the battle.

Ling Qingyan saw all this from the middle-aged man Yuwen Yu and Lu'er who were injured in fighting and even taking out the water-based immortal weapon.

When he saw the long sword of the water-based immortal weapon, Ling Qingyan felt a familiar aura. Because of his talented totem, Sijue was also extremely sensitive. He obviously felt the aura on the water-based immortal weapon ten years ago, but he just didn't know what the so-called immortal weapon was.

At that time, in the Haotian Trap, the strange space that had been staying for two or three months, the long sword and glove in the box obtained in front of the teleportation array after killing the seventh-level upper wolf-shaped monster, had the same aura as this so-called immortal weapon.

The sword that was now in Jun Tianmo's hand and the gloves in Feng Ming's hand were actually also immortal weapons?

Although Ling Qingyan had never heard of the saying of fairy weapon before, he felt the extraordinaryness of the fairy weapon in Yuwen Yu's hands just now. This fairy weapon could actually increase the explosion of the original power, which was extremely strange.

All the powerful people at the level of respect are aware that after reaching the level of respect, the deeper they understand the original way, the more they will use the power of the original way, and the greater the power they can mobilize!

But this so-called immortal weapon can actually allow the powerful people at the level of supreme use their strength beyond the level?

When Yuwen Yu was seriously injured and almost died in the middle-aged hand of the middle-aged green robe, Ling Qingyan had already flew over. At the same time, the aura on his body swelled unscrupulously, attracting the middle-aged green robe's defense.

Seeing that the middle-aged man in green robe was speechless, Ling Qingyan did not respond and moved his body and wanted to start a move.

Since reaching the purple-level level, Ling Qingyan has never taken action again, and he has always had no chance. Until a few years later, with the fire crystals given by his elder brother Tuoba Xiu and the endless magma under the remote extinct volcanoes, Ling Qingyan has also entered the supreme level, but he has no chance to take action.

Now, seeing the opportunity is right in front of him, can he miss it?

"call!"

Taking the initiative, Ling Qingyan suddenly moved his body and was already bullying towards the middle-aged man in the green robe. At the same time, his right fist also surging from behind, as if a thunder falling from the nine heavens. On it, a suppressed power of the original fire was constantly expanding.

"Overbial ability!"

He was still afraid of it before, but after Ling Qingyan took action, the middle-aged man in the green robe who was very familiar with the original aura of fire had already secretly scolded himself for being timid. Judging from the original power displayed by the young man in front of him, his breath was far from his level.

Scream! Scream!

Like Ling Qingyan, the middle-aged fist in the green robe stretched out flat and directly rushed towards Ling Qingyan's fist. This time, he had to fight hard!

"Bang!"

A crisp, but not loud sound, after the two fists hit each other, resounded through this heavy rainy world because the thunder did not ring at this time, otherwise, the sound would have been covered up.

Seeing the two fists colliding together in the sky, Yuwen Chenglin, Yuwen Yu and others below were watching intently.

Now, they could clearly see that the later purple-robed rank powerhouse came to help them. At this time, their hearts were also hanging. If this strong man still lost, they might be left here today.

Death is not terrible, but they are unwilling to die like an ant!

The moment the fists intersected, a strange smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in the green robe, which made Ling Qingyan's heart suddenly feel. Then, with the middle-aged man in the green robe shouting, Ling Qingyan only felt that in front of his right fist, it seemed like he had encountered a concentrated bomb explosion, and his bones were loose!

"burst!"

Ling Qingyan, who suddenly retreated and retracted his numb right fist, was still scared at this time. He didn't feel that the force suddenly burst out from the other party's fist numbed his entire right fist.

"How is that possible?!"

Looking at the fist with blood, the middle-aged man in green robe suddenly covered with blood in his eyes, as if he had seen something incredible. Then he stared at Ling Qingyan with a sense of fear mixed in his voice, "Are you not a human?"

No wonder the middle-aged man in green robe asked this. Just now, when the original independent artistic conception broke out on his fist, he obviously did not feel the impact of the original power. It was completely affected by Ling Qingyan's own power and came back.

If the body is so strong, may it be a human?

"No," then the middle-aged man in green robe shook his head again, "The monster beast can only transform if he breaks through to the immortal level, but you are obviously not an immortal-level powerhouse!"

The middle-aged man in the green robe knew very well that if he was an immortal-level strongman, he would probably be able to kill him completely with one encounter. The young man in the purple robe in front of him was obviously not an immortal-level strongman, but how could his physical strength be as powerful as a honoured monster?

A human pride-level powerful man with a physical strength comparable to a pride-level monster, isn't he cheating?
Chapter completed!