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Chapter 762: The Power of One Wing

As soon as everyone said this, Zhang Ziqi immediately said with a cold face:

"You guys are simply ungrateful. Senior, you are calculating with you, but you dare to be more aggressive!"

Lin Yijian smiled contemptuously and ignored him.

With the accumulated strength of so many families, even if you are a cross-river, you have to bow down and surrender here. What is a small Zhang family?

‘Hmph! When we kill this kid, it will be your Zhang family’s turn!’

Everyone looked at Zhang Ziqi, and their eyes were also cold.

Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of ancestors who refused to give up with his hands: "I originally came here, and I didn't intend to disturb the local forces. But if you are seeking death by yourself, I will blame me! You know, this

There is nothing in the world, you can get a piece of the pie!"

"Are you really going to take over White Lion Mountain?"

Everyone found it incredible.

The ancestors of Mingze City have formed a temporary alliance, and they want to force Chu Jingtian to retreat. The united people represent the will of the entire Mingze City. In this case, they dare to fight against it, and they want to

To monopolize Baishi Mountain, it is simply a fantasy.

"Senior, are you insisting on this?" Lin Yijian narrowed his eyes and his breath gradually increased.

Qian Jianfeng also shouted softly, and then the golden lion under his crotch also bent down, as if he was about to rush to attack at any time.

The other ancestors present also had murderous intent.

As long as Chu Jingtian insists on monopolizing Baishi Mountain, they will take action the next moment.

People die for wealth, and birds are dying.

With such huge benefits, if you don’t fight to the death, how could anyone be willing to stop?

"senior!"

At this time, even Zhang Ziqi was slightly stopped.

He had never expected that the families of Mingze City would be willing to give up the previous festival for Baishi Mountain and unite to deal with Chu Jingtian.

'No wonder, a strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. If it were someone else, he would not be able to monopolize Baishi Mountain in this situation.' Zhang Ziqi looked at the ancestors who were ready to go ahead, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes:

'But unfortunately, you met Senior Chu!'

He didn't know what height Chu Jingtian's strength reached.

But just the Netherworld Bifang on his shoulders can razend the entire Mingze City to the ground!

"boom!"

Just as he was thinking, a shocking hurricane suddenly exploded from the ruins in the distance, sweeping away without warning. In the hurricane, a figure swept out and soared into the sky, like a bolt of lightning tore the void apart.

.

This figure is exactly the previous ancestor Huang Ping!

The ancestor Huang Ping was charred all over, with a scent of flesh burning. There was almost no place in his body. It was obviously burned by the wings of the Netherworld Bi Fang before. He stared at Chu Jingtian with his eyes tightly.

, almost wanted to kill someone.

"Mix the book, I want to give you a crushed corpse!"

Old Ancestor Huang Ping's eyes were blood red and he shouted loudly.

When did he, who has always been rampant in Mingze City, have been so humiliated? How could he swallow this breath and how could he regain the reputation of the Huang family if he did not kill Chu Jingtian?

With anger at his heart, there was only the only thought of killing in his mind.

"roar!"

He let out a low roar, his blood rushing all over his body, and his aura actually surged. The terrifying sword aura swept out directly from his body, and even blasted the ground around him.

Sword light.

Such sword aura shocked everyone.

Qian Jianfeng felt his heart tremble and his face suddenly pale. He originally thought that he had been in seclusion for decades and could already find the ancestor Huang Ping to avenge the broken arm. But it was not until this moment that he realized that he was too naive!

‘Too strong!’

‘If we fight alone, so many of us may not be his opponent at all!’

‘Maybe only if everyone joins forces can they only force themselves to compete with him!’

Everyone thought in their hearts and couldn't help but take a breath. Decades ago, Huang Ping killed one step at a time and laid the foundation for the largest clan in Mingze City as if it had reappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Only Lin Yijian's eyes were shining, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, staring at the ancestor Huang Ping, unable to hide his frustration.

Swords and swords are both powerful tools, and they also lead to the same destination.

The ancestor Huang Ping has cultivated to the same degree as the inside and outside, but he is still far apart. Even if he uses all his cultivation to resist, he may not be able to withstand the other party’s sword!

"Zheng!"

At this time, Huang Ping had already shot out.

The sword light burst out from his body,

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the surging sword light had already swept across the body of the ancestor Huang Ping, turning into a horse train several feet long, crossing the void and slashing towards Chu Jingtian!

"Sing!"

A louder cry than before was heard.

At the same time, a luxurious and unattainable aura suddenly burst out as if it came from an ancient aura. Under the incredible gaze of everyone, a figure like a black phoenix emerged from Chu Jingtian's shoulders.

"What?"

Lin Yijian and others were dumbfounded, as if they were struck by lightning.

I saw the huge black figure flapping its wings suddenly. Suddenly, a black flame, carrying the terrifying demonic aura, was released on the spot. This terrifying power seemed to accumulate three days and three nights of mountain torrents.

Throw it out directly.

The ancestor Huang Ping, who turned into a sword light, was burned to ashes without even stopping the black flames.

The remaining strength did not diminish, and it even rolled out.

"Boom!"

In the incredible eyes of everyone, the black fire brought out a trace of thousands of feet in the desert, extending to the end of everyone's vision, and blasting out a huge river channel.

It was like a fire dragon passing by here, breaking through many obstacles, and then killing it out.

The power of a wing is so terrifying?

"Gudu!"

Around the silent, there were a sound of saliva sounding.

The people's eyes were stiff, and when they looked up mechanically, they were immediately struck by lightning.

I saw that the little bird who was small and cute, as if harmless as humans and animals turned into a dark side with wings spread out enough to cover the sky and the sun.

The black flame lingers around its body, causing the surrounding space to burn and twist.

A vast, simple and grand momentum kept sweeping out from Netherworld Bifang's body.

"Tong!"

Those ancestors who had thought about taking action, started with Lin Yijian, all their knees weakened and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Such power is beyond their imagination.

At this moment, they heard only a faint sound:

"Now, this White Lion Mountain belongs to me, who else do you have any opinions?"

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and saw Chu Jingtian's cold eyes, as well as Zhang Ziqi, who was standing behind him with gloating expressions on his face!

‘This is a big trouble!’
Chapter completed!
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