But why are his moves so similar to Teacher Wangchen?
Whoosh!
A divine light burst through the sky.
He is a handsome young man wearing white clothes.
"Damn it, old man, you are running too fast."
Xiang Chen sighed and looked at Lu Yunying with concern: "Sorry, I just came here in my true form. Yunying, how are you?"
He quickly released a surge of divine power that poured into Lu Yunying's body.
Lu Yunying shook his head: "It's okay, but this senior is——"
She had already made a rough guess in her mind, because Xiang Chen's physical appearance looked exactly like that of Mu Feng, a father and son.
"Excuse me, this cold and pretentious old man is my father, your father-in-law. He is known as the Butcher of the Ancients, the Butcher of Shura, the fierce bandit of the world, and the warmonger."
Mu Feng kicked Xiang Chen on the butt and said angrily: "This is called the style of a master."
Lu Yunying suddenly blushed, and quickly gave Mu Feng a slight blessing ceremony. She was a little more shy when she first met her parents, and said quickly: "Yunying has seen it before, met - dad -"
A faint smile appeared on Mu Feng's stern face, and he nodded: "Yes, he has the air of a heroine. This boy has many women and a lot of beauty. If he has any regrets for you in the future, come and tell me, I
Take care of him."
"Yes, thank you dad." Lu Yunying smiled and nodded.
There was a sword in Mu Feng's hand. The sword was ancient and simple, and actually exuded an aura of immortality.
"When we first met, I didn't have any good gifts for you. I saw you using a knife, so I gave you a knife."
"Holy crap, immortal artifact! Damn old man, where did you get so many good things?"
Xiang Chen exclaimed in surprise.
Mu Feng: "Zhongshan Treasure House!"
"There are so many good things in Zhongshan's treasure house? What a shame, I should have known I wouldn't leave them to you." Xiang Chen's face was full of heartache.
Mu Feng said angrily: "Isn't what I own belongs to you?"
Xiang Chen: "Then give me the immortal artifact."
Mu Feng: "No, no, it's finished!"
Xiang Chen: "Okay, okay, let's play this way. From now on, my only biological father is Xiang Liang. Who are you, old man? I don't know you. When you die, I will bury you and my mother separately."
Mu Feng slapped Xiang Chen on the back of the head: "Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."
Lu Yunying took over the immortal artifact level sword and couldn't laugh or cry. Are these two really father and son? Why do they feel like a pair of enemies?
Xiang Chen flew in the starry sky, looked at the battle situation, and sneered: "Wenren Hanbing, your end has come!"
"New Jiutian, open!"
In an instant, his whole body shone brightly, and the human and Jianmu sacred tree merged into one, and a huge tree covering the sky appeared in the starry sky.
In front of the big tree covering the sky, a huge space vortex appeared.
"Jie Jie Jie, my great warriors, the hunting time has come!"
In the space vortex, countless Kunpeng battleships and Tianpeng fighter jets roared out in an instant.
After thousands of Kunpeng battleships and seven or eight thousand Tianpeng fighter planes flew out, they were followed by troops with blood-colored wings and swords in their hands, charging out like a torrent.
There are so many people, two million people!
Millions of Shura, join the battlefield!
The sacred tree covering the sky disappeared and turned into Xiang Chen's body. Xiang Chen stood above millions of Shura and said coldly: "The whole army attacks!"
He left before in order to go to the dark realm to pick up his father and the Shura army.
"kill!"
Luo Ling'er raised her arms and roared, turning into a bloody light, and the vanguard took the lead.
"kill!"
Millions of Shuras turned into bloody light and entered the battlefield.
This eye-catching scene was naturally noticed by Wenren Hanbing.
Countless bloody figures appeared in the starry sky. Wenren Hanbing's face changed with shock: "Who are these people? Where do they come from?"
Obviously, this is not their eternal military type.
"kill--"
Two warriors were fighting in a duel, surrounded by the figures of Black Mountain warriors and ancient warriors.
Suddenly, blood-colored figures flew over one after another and directly joined the battlefield.
Whoosh!
A bloody sword light flashed across, and the ancient warrior who was fighting with the Black Mountain warrior was struck by the sword and flew out instantly, leaving a ferocious bloody gash on his chest.
The Black Mountain warrior looked around in surprise and saw a man wearing a blood-colored battle armor, a pair of blood-red wings on his back, and a devil mask on his face taking action.
And suddenly there were many soldiers dressed in the same clothes all around.
The Shura warrior didn't wait for him to be surprised, and turned into blood and rushed towards the ancient warrior who had just been slashed away. He raised his sword and struck.