Chapter 961 This is the sage of Xuankong Mountain who shows off his power?
Wu Potian is secting the Black Dragon Guard to practice.
In addition to secting the Black Dragon Guard, his daily tasks will also bring several powerful geniuses to teach them everything about them without reservation, so that those geniuses can also go out and stand on their own!
"It's too weak, murderous intent, you have to exude your murderous intent!"
"Where do you have the intention to fight and determination to fight without murder?"
"Don't be afraid of being too heavy, I'm by my side!"
Wu Potian's eyes were cold and he roared loudly without any mercy.
Everyone in the field was trembling.
At the beginning, someone expressed dissatisfaction with him becoming the coach of the Black Dragon Guard, and immediately challenged him in the simplest way. As a result, Wu Potian only glanced at the Black Dragon Guard, and his invisible energy directly pushed the
The Black Dragon Guard was severely injured!
I've been lying in bed for seven days and have just woken up.
After defeating the other party at a glance, Wu Potian said lightly, "All the people who try to challenge me have become corpses. You are lucky. This time I am in a good mood and won't kill you..."
At this point, no one dares to question Wu Potian's strength!
"Master Wu!Master Wu!"
Just as Wu Potian was teaching, a guard ran over quickly.
He took a deep breath, his expression was very serious, "Outside... there is a strong man with strong strength, he gives me the feeling... It's very terrifying. He should be a saint-level strong man.
He spoke, saying that he was called 'Lin Yue' and went to see him! He spoke very loudly!"
Wu Potian slowly narrowed his eyes, "One, the little saint of blood soul?"
Not far away, Gong Yeqing was watching this training from beginning to end.
When he heard the guard's voice, he couldn't help but stand up suddenly.
"What did you say? There was a powerful man of saint level shouting outside, saying that he was... let Lin Yue go out to see him?"
Gong Yeqing's pupils contracted, and the memories in his mind were once again outlined.
"The young man wasn't sure that the other party must be a powerful saint, but his aura was very exaggerated, his blood spirit was strong, and he was close to him. He could even hear the sound of blood surging and muscle condensation. It was too exaggerated!"
The guard quickly lowered his head and said, "It's just a guess from a villain!"
Wu Potian glanced at Gong Yeqing, meaning that he would make the decision.
"Walk!"
Gong Yeqing closed his eyes, and the scenes that happened back then appeared before him again.
Could it be that the saint from the hanging mountain has stepped on here again?
At the beginning, he came to the imperial city all the way, and no one could stop him.
All the Black Dragon Guards were like paper in his hands!
He is too strong and too terrifying.
Carrying the power of thousands of valiantness, it severely suppressed everything in the world!
Unstoppable.
Just like a god of killing!
Now more than twenty years have passed, may he be here again?
The two rushed out quickly.
In front of the gate of the imperial city.
Xue Ye smiled indifferently and looked at the imperial city.
I remember that it was in the palace that Lin Yue gave all his wives and concubines to himself to enjoy. Now more than 20 years have passed, and the other party has become the emperor who has the power. Today... I will taste it again.
A little bit of the queen!
When he thought of this, his heart felt hot!
Extremely excited!
Soon, two figures came.
Xue Ye looked up and saw an old man in a black robe and another man with a mask on his face.
"Where is Lin Yue?"
Xue Ye had not yet realized that the danger was coming, so he took a step forward and said frivolously, "I have already said that if Lin Yue came to see me, why? Now that he has become the emperor, his tail is even raised?"
The moment Gong Yeqing saw Xue Ye, his whole body was shocked.
A tear slowly flowed out from his pupils.
It's him, it's him!
Although so many years have passed, when we met again, Gong Yeqing instantly recognized the other person's appearance.
No, it should be said that even if the other party turns into ashes, he will not forget it!
After so many years, he didn't know how he spent every day and night.
Surrounded by pain and despair!
Now, after more than twenty years, I have met each other again.
The saint who came from Hanging Mountain and once killed all the Black Dragon Guards alone.
"What, is it mute?"
Xue Ye was a little unhappy. The old man in front of him always looked at him with a murderous gaze.
How...who is he?
Although Xue Ye had met Gong Yeqing, he would not remember him.
At that time, Xue Ye was the youngest little saint in Xuankong Mountain, with unlimited glory.
How could he keep such a weak opponent in his heart?
"It's him... the saint of Hanging Mountain..."
Gong Yeqing's voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he hated the other party to how much he hated him.
"Oh, is that?"
Wu Potian said lightly, he thought it was a coincidence.
I have been in the imperial city for so long, and I have been immersed in teaching others to practice, but I have not achieved any success.
But enjoying a lot of cultivation resources!
This made him feel a little embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, the credit was delivered to you so soon!
"The saint of the hanging mountain?"
Wu Potian grinned, and the air waves all over his body exploded, and the power of blood and soul flowed wildly.
At this moment, Xue Ye's face suddenly changed, and he thought he had read it wrong.
"You, your breath..."
The other party's aura is obviously stronger than himself.
Moreover, it is much stronger!
It turned out to be a powerful man who refines his body three times?
All kinds of thoughts suddenly flashed through my mind, and Xue Ye was cold all over.
Why...there are three body refinings in this lower continent?
Has the Great Yan Dynasty developed to such an exaggerated level now?
"boom!"
Wu Potian did not talk nonsense, jumped up, and the air waves around him exploded!
The past years have taught him that when facing the enemy, the less you should talk, the better, because only in this way can you gain an absolute advantage and not be distracted by other things.
"You...you actually..."
Xue Ye was instantly scared, and the murderous intent that came from Wu Potian was poured into his mind in waves.
He even felt cold hands and feet and couldn't even move!
"If you want me to surrender, there is no way!"
Finally, Xue Ye let out a roar, condensed the spiritual energy on his fists, and collided with the other party fiercely.
He hopes that a miracle can happen!
Maybe your punch can break the opponent and defeat the strong with the weak?
However, extravagant hope can only be extravagant hope!
"Click!"
Under Wu Potian's murderous eyes, he directly broke his arm with one punch.
All the spiritual energy, gale wind, and means melted into invisibility at this moment!
Xue Ye screamed and his arm was broken.
His arms were bent directly at an exaggerated angle, and the sharp bones pierced the skin, causing him to almost fall out of a coma.
Wu Potian took action again and grabbed Xue Ye's neck.
Just like carrying a little chicken, lift him up!
Then, coldly said—
"Is this... the saint of Hanging Mountain who is showing off his might?"