Gu Fei broke through Tiandi City and cut a teleportation array in the city lord's palace that could cross-domain teleportation into two halves with one sword, cutting off the retreat of those strong men in Tiandi City.
He was so powerful that he directly used a pair of fists to fight his way into the city lord's palace. He punched one at a time and directly killed the strong men who rushed out from all around.
No one can withstand his punch. It is a pair of magical fists that have broken away from the limitations of moves and can be punched at will. There is no powerful power fluctuation, only the rhyme of the Tao is lingering.
This is the power of the great avenue. Although there is no powerful power wave coming out of Gu Fei's fist, the power displayed by his fist is many times more powerful than when the Great Sage was at his peak.
Even the extremely powerful incarnation of Emperor Yuan Gu was smashed into a ball of blood mist under his fist, let alone others?
"Gu Fei, don't go too far."
A roar came from the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion. At this time, Gu Fei had already reached the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion.
Figures of people flashed around the square, and strong men kept rushing in from all directions. These people were die-hard loyalists of Emperor Yuan Gu, and they all took action against Gu Fei regardless of life or death.
The entire Guangcheng building was stained with blood. There were no corpses on the ground, only blood stains, because those who were hit by Gu Fei's fist, whether they were gods or saints, were destroyed physically and mentally and turned into blood mist.
Even the immortal weapons and even holy weapons carried by these people were blown to ashes under Gu Fei's fist and scattered on the ground.
The smell of blood on Guangcheng was pungent, but Gu Fei was completely unaware of it. His fighting spirit was like a rainbow, and his eyes were like cold lightning as he glanced towards the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
He stood in the middle of the square, his long hair flowing freely in the wind, nine rays of chaotic light wandering around his body, and the powerful aura of the Holy Lord made everyone feel despair.
It's too strong, even if the true form of the Yuan Gu Emperor arrives, I'm afraid it won't be able to suppress this vicious man!
"Am I going too far? Haha! What a joke."
Gu Fei laughed loudly. Back then, when he was still weak, didn't Emperor Yuangu chase him for thousands of miles and push him close to a dangerous place?
At this time, a man in white walked out of the main hall in the middle of the city lord's palace.
This is an old man wearing white clothes. This old man is tall. He holds a whisk in his hand, carries an ancient sword on his back, and wears a golden crown with hair tied on his head. However, he is a Taoist with an immortal style.
"Who are you and why don't you run away?"
When Gu Fei saw this Taoist, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. This man was actually a saint, an immortal saint. He was extremely powerful and had reached the state of returning to his original nature.
Because there is no fairy light on his body, just standing like this gives people a feeling of spring breeze. If you are not careful, you will be affected by the aura on his body and let down your guard.
Of course, with Gu Fei's cultivation, he would not really be affected by the aura of this veteran Taoist.
"My Taoist number has emerged!"
As soon as the old Taoist said these words, bursts of thunder came from the sky, and the heaven and earth were eclipsed, as if this name was a terrible taboo.
"The Feathered Saint? You?"
When Gu Fei heard this, his brows couldn't help but jump. You must know that not everyone can call this name, and not everyone can bear it.
The Holy Master of Feathering is one of the nine disciples of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor and the master of the Secret Technique of Feathering. The Supreme Taoist Master passed down the Secret Technique of Feathering to this Immortal Taoist Saint.
"What, you don't believe it?"
When the old Taoist saw Gu Fei looking at him suspiciously, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and his face suddenly darkened.
"It's weird to believe you. If you were the Yuhua Saint, I would be the Supreme Taoist Ancestor."
Gu Fei said disdainfully that he did not believe that this guy was the Feathered Saint. You must know that if the other party was the Feathered Saint, he would have no choice but to run away.
The real Ascension Saint will never be that weak. Endless years have passed, and the Ascension Saint has been inherited by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor. His level of cultivation is probably higher than that of the Ziyang Heavenly Emperor in the human world.
Emperor Ziyang is the youngest disciple of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor, and he is already a saint, let alone the Feathered Saint who has followed the Supreme Taoist Ancestor longer than the Emperor Ziyang?
"Bold, you dare to despise Dao Ancestor, you deserve to die!"
The old Taoist who claimed to be the Ascension Saint became angry, and then directly attacked Gu Fei. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed Gu Fei with his right hand.
"Rumble..."
The void shook, and a black vortex emerged in the old man's palm. The void in front of his palm collapsed and was swallowed up by the vortex in his palm.
At this time, Gu Fei felt his body tighten and was instantly enveloped by a strong suction force, and then he flew forward involuntarily.
"You don't know how high the sky is, how dare you act so wildly in front of me, I will send you on your way right now."
A cruel smile appeared on the face of the veteran Taoist. He thought that this vicious man was nothing more than that and was no match for him at all.
In the eyes of experienced Taoists, the Yuangu Heavenly Emperor was so useless that he was actually beheaded by this man.
However, just when the veteran thought he could kill Gu Fei, a fist quickly grew in size in his eyes, and with a "bump!", he was punched hard on his right eye.
The veteran Taoist's vision turned black after this punch, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"you……"
The veteran Taoist was shocked and angry. He never expected that Gu Fei could break through his own magic and punch himself.
"What are you, aren't you very cool? You are still the Feathered Saint!"
"bump!"
Gu Fei punched the veteran Taoist hard on the bridge of his nose again, causing his nose to bleed and his face to collapse inwards.
"Roar!"
The veteran Taoist almost went crazy and tried his best to use his killing skills. A piece of fairy light spread out from his body and turned into blades of light, slashing in all directions.
Screams suddenly broke out, and many of the strong men around the square were struck by the immortal light blade, and were killed directly. Even their souls could not escape.
At this time, Gu Fei had already avoided it.
However, this veteran Taoist seemed to have a very high status. Even though he accidentally killed many people, no one dared to come out and say a word. They all dared to be angry and dare not say anything.
"boom!"
At this time, there was a loud noise from the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and the two huge stone doors were blown up from the outside and smashed in.
There was a sudden chaos at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, shouts and shouts were everywhere, many strong men rushed towards the gate, and a figure was holding a black stick in his hand, striding in from outside the City Lord's Mansion, and the shadow of a big dragon appeared in front of the gate.
Chapter completed!