The sudden departure of Ying Zheng and Lu Baihai made the originally silent hall suddenly noisy, and they all guessed that which martial saint was fighting in Xianyang today. More than one dozen ministers in purple clothes, including Ying Shisan, looked at each other and rushed out one after another.

The main hall followed the king Ying Zheng toward the west city.

Deep in the Dongcheng Palace, a warrior wearing a purple robe in the Nine Dragons suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes, which were as deep as the vast universe, seemed to penetrate countless pavilions, and a huge spiritual sense instantly enveloped the entire Xianyang City through the sky.

When I saw the huge black hand, the Nine Dragon Purple Robe warrior showed a hint of surprise. "The aura of the holy level has not been seen for nearly a hundred years. I didn't expect that the boy finally took that step! It seems that he has to keep a close eye on the guy Lao Wu again."

"This breath! So familiar. It's not that old bastard finally took that step!" In the deep palace, a middle-aged man in the green robe appeared in the sky above the divine building as if teleported.

, looked towards the west city. A strange light flashed through his eyes, which were as deep as the starry sky.

In the dark void, Lu Yizhuang shot back from the distant sky with a resentment. At a rapid speed, the void vibrated and made a roar sound, with a huge momentum.

"I don't know which saint is here. Lu Yizhuang is here to pay homage to the saint!" Lu Yizhuang returned to the void where he was just now, with a pale face looking down at the only intact pavilion still standing in the ruins, with eyes in his eyes

Full of fear, and a hint of hatred.

The power of the dignified venerable was actually thrown dozens of miles away by someone pinching it. It can be said that Lu Yizhuang had never suffered such grievances since his lifetime.

"Hmph! Lüshi, Lüyizhuang?" A cold snorkeled in the void, filled with a strong murderous aura. "A little venerable dares to come back. I really think that as a member of the Lüshi clan, I won't be able to do so.

Do you dare to kill it!"

As soon as the sound started, Lu Yizhuang, who was floating in the void, suddenly felt a cold murderous intent. Then, a huge crack spanning dozens of miles was cracked in the void again, and a palm covering the sky was covered with blackness.

He poked out from the dark void again and took a slap at Lu Yizhuang.

Seeing the black palm again, Lu Yizhuang couldn't help but feel terrified in an instant. Facing this shot, Lu Yizhuang's soul couldn't help but tremble. Lu Yizhuang, who was usually high, actually felt the breath of death at this moment.

"Great Saint, please show mercy!"

Just as the black palm slapped at Lu Yizhuang, an urgent cry came from the void in the distance. Then several streams of light shot towards this side quickly and appeared above the station in an instant.

Lu Baihai, Ying Zheng and others came from the palace hall.

"Save me, my third brother!"

The moment when Lu Baihai appeared, Lu Yizhuang, who was originally looking desperate and imprisoned in the void, suddenly showed a hint of surprise and quickly called for help.

"Saints are merciful!"

Looking at the huge black palm that quickly slapped down at Lu Yizhuang, Lu Baihai's eyes showed anxiety and flashed to appear beside Lu Yizhuang. At this time, the terrifying cultivation of the Venerable no longer emerged without reservation.

He took action at the same time as Lu Yizhuang and rushed towards the black palm that was heading down.

It was a long time to say that, but from the appearance of Lu Baihai to the fall of the black palm, it only happened in just a short breath. In the void, the huge black palm covered the sky and the sun was silently slapped on Lu Baihai, and the two people in Lu Yizhuang were

Body.

"Puff, puff!"

The moment Lu Baihai and Lu Yizhuang hit the black palm, he felt a terrifying force penetrated his body, and his chest seemed to be hit by a thousand pounds of force. His face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into two ripples.

The stream of light fell down and smashed into the ruins.

The black palm that originally covered the sky and the sun turned into nothingness in the void the moment they slapped the two into the ground.

"Boom, boom!" The earth shook violently, accompanied by two huge roars, two creepy deep pits were revealed in the ruins, and the ghost black could not see the bottom. The two peak martial masters actually took over the top of the martial arts level.

Not less than that little black palm slap.

"I haven't seen a saint take action for many years! The power of the saint! Sure enough, the heaven and earth change in their eyes!" Looking at Lu Baihai who was shot into the ground, Lu Yizhuang and the other two, Ying Zheng's eyes floating in the void were hung in the void.

Flashing, a complex look appeared in your eyes, and a hint of expectation was filled with shock.

Now the Lu clan is powerful and has faintly threatened the dominance of the Ying clan. If today's battle can make the two venerable figures of the Lu clan fewer than the Lu clan, it will undoubtedly greatly weaken the Lu clan's strength.

You should know that even the strongest Martial Master level, even the Lu clan is the one who is the most powerful. If you lose two digits at once, you will definitely break the existing balance.

However, it is obvious that the facts will disappoint Ying Zheng, the great Qin lord. With two sounds of breaking through the air, two embarrassed figures soared into the sky from the ground, and several afterimages appeared in Ying Zheng.

Waiting for the person.

At this moment, Lu Baihai looked extremely embarrassed, with blood on the corner of his mouth, his head was dark, his sparse white hair was erected to both sides, his white clothes were covered with dust, and countless small holes could vaguely

See the bottom coat inside.

"Thank you for your mercy, the sea of ​​people is grateful!"

Even though he was extremely embarrassed, Lu Baihai still looked aristocratic at this moment, and respectfully bowed to the intact pavilion in the ruins with a serious look. His expression was calm, and he could not tell whether he was happy or sad. As expected, he was a member of the Lu clan, and his country was in the current dynasty.

division.

Lu Baihai knew very well that although the two brothers looked very embarrassed now, they were not seriously injured. Obviously, the other party had already shown mercy in that palm just now. Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of the saint, let alone the two martial artists.

Zun, even if the ten people take action together, they may not survive.

"Hmph, for Lu Chunqiu's sake, get out!" A majestic voice stirred in the void, as if invisible energy was sweeping the void, shaking everyone in the void ten miles away.

"Hmph, who is your lord? Even if you are a saint, you can't help but bully me like this...!" Lu Yizhuang, who was standing next to Lu Baihai, snorted coldly, waved his tattered sleeves and said coldly.

"Rareless, shut up! Seeing the good things you did, why don't you get back to me quickly." Lu Baihai scolded the words of interrupting Lu Yizhuang, and then bent down and bowed respectfully to Xukong. "I have offended you so much, please feel free to be a sage.

I will forgive you for your sins!”

"San brother, you..." Lu Yizhuang was dissatisfied and was about to continue refuting...

"Hmph! Get out!" The voice seemed to explode in front of Lu Yizhuang. Lu Yizhuang's face changed, and then it seemed to be hit by an invisible force, spitting out a mouthful of blood and retreating rapidly. In the end, he disappeared without looking back.

In the void.

Lu Luotian, who had been standing aside from a distance and was already scared to death, saw Lu Yizhuang running away in a panic. He looked at Qin Mo who was still standing in the ruins from a distance, turned around and rushed towards the ground with a reluctance. Finally,

Fall into the street and go away quickly.

Without Lu Yizhuang by his side, Lu Luotian would not dare to speed over the city alone. What's more, there are a lot of big people coming. Lu Luotian dared not be arrogant and fell into the ground and walked away quickly.

"Hey! It's him!" At this time, Ying Shisan, who was originally floating in the void, accidentally swept towards the ruins. When his eyes fell on the figure standing in the ruins with a gun in his hand, he couldn't help but be stunned.

A hint of surprise flashed.

"Shisan, do you know the boy below?" As a powerful man at the Wu Zun level, Ying Zheng naturally saw Qin Mo standing in the ruins as soon as he appeared. Ying Shisan's reaction could not escape Ying Zheng's.

His eyes couldn't help but secretly send a voice to ask.

"Master, he is Qin Mo mentioned by the Wei minister some time ago!" Ying Shisan quickly responded with a respectful and secret voice.

"Oh! He just cut off Shentu Zhuangwen's arm in the Chongqing Li Realm and killed several emperor-level Qin Mo?" Ying Zheng's heart moved, his eyes shone and carefully looked at Qin Molai, his lips curled slightly, and he didn't know how to think about it.

What to look for.

"Thirteen, pay more attention to this son! Without the will of the lonely, don't touch him for the time being!" After pondering for a moment, Ying Zheng's leisurely voice sounded in Ying Shisan's mind.

"No, Lord!" Ying Shisan responded respectfully, and his eyes looked at Qin Mo with a look of thought. From the moment, there was at least a great existence at the level of a martial saint standing behind Qin Mo.

If Ying's current situation can be guided slightly, it may be a significant help.

Thinking of this, Ying Shisan couldn't help but look coldly at Lu Baihai, who was in a mess in front of him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know which saint has surrendered to Xianyang. My younger brother Ying Zheng came here to pay homage to the saint!" Ying Zheng took a step and said slowly. His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, his expression was natural, and he faintly revealed a hint of the aura of the superior, and he deserved to be a good person.

The Lord of the First Day.

"The Lord of the Great Qin Kingdom Ying Zheng? I didn't expect to have seen him for a hundred years and have entered the realm of Martial Master! Go back, I don't want to see anyone!" After a moment of silence, a low voice sounded from the pavilion.

"You all retreat! Don't bother me again!"

When Ying Zheng showed a hint of displeasure on his face and was about to speak again, an old voice suddenly sounded behind Ying Zheng and others.

Ying Zheng, Lu Baihai and others looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man in green robe coming in. He clearly saw a figure dozens of miles away at first sight, but when the middle-aged man in green robe fell

, and then appeared in the ruins. The middle-aged man in green robe used the legendary ancient combat technique of shrinking the ground into a tiny.

When Lu Baihai saw the middle-aged man in green robe, his eyes couldn't help but shrink, and a ray of splendor appeared in his chaotic eyes. Then he lowered his head and bowed down, respectfully bowing to the middle-aged man in green robe. Ying Shisan and other members of the group

When the minister saw the middle-aged man in green robe, he didn't even dare to breathe, so he stood aside and trembled.

"Fifth Ancestor!" Seeing the visitor, even Ying Zheng had to bow his head and bow respectfully to the middle-aged man in the green robe, and shouted "Fifth Ancestor".

"Xiao Zheng, hurry up and retreat with your people, what does it look like standing here?" Ying Feizi waved impatiently, and when he arrived, he shouted and rushed up.
Chapter completed!