If it was before, if it was before, and if it was before, he had not felt that the Overlord Gun was in line with him, he might have handed the gun to the Zhao family as he had expected.
But now that I know the strangeness of the Overlord Gun and the existence of the Overlord Gun, An Pingsheng was hesitating whether to tell him whether the Zhao family would tell him.
How could it be revealed to others?
How could An Pingsheng be so stupid? The cold light flashed in his eyes and shot straight into Chen Ziling's eyes. He said coldly: "Who are you? What's the right to question me? Don't say that I have never seen the Overlord Gun, even if I really see it.
I got it, why should I tell you?"
While speaking, a stream of strong majesty emanated from his body without any concealment, and he pressed towards Chen Ziling like a sea of scattered mountains and seas.
This momentum is not only as simple as a simple pressure, but also contains the majesty of his natural king as the king of beasts, and his great power in the tiger. At the same time, as the king in the tiger king's cave, he has cultivated aura bit by bit.
In this moment, although An Pingsheng was standing in front of him, he seemed to be an extremely tall mountain. He could only look up to him and could not compare with him.
Most of this momentum was pressing against Chen Ziling, while the rest of the small part was radiating around, making other monks feel that the steps under their feet were involuntarily retreating a few steps, even Ran Tiancheng and Jiang Fenghe were also
Everyone's eyes lit up, and the eyes that looked at An Pingsheng changed again, which was very different.
Ran Tiancheng felt a burst of heroic spirit in his heart and said to himself: OK, OK, OK, this black-hearted tiger is really a good opponent. Just relying on this momentum, I will be ready to fight with him. I must find an opportunity to fight.
Otherwise I would regret it for the rest of my life.
Jiang Fenghe also thought to himself: If this momentum is not a natural king, or if he has been in power for a long time and has been in power, he will definitely not have such majesty. Although it is a bit indifferent, it is somewhat similar to my father. His identity
, It is definitely not simple. Such a person is worthy of handing over and will definitely be helpful to me, Baiyue Cave Heaven.
Others don't know it, but he knows it very well. Such a momentum is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess. Only those who truly live in that position can slowly be cultivated. There is no way to pretend.
It's done.
When Chen Ziling was hit by this pressure, his face suddenly changed, as if several extremely heavy mountains suddenly appeared on his body. His terrible momentum seemed to suffocate even his breathing.
"Clang!!"
However, he is a sword cultivator who can compete with both attack and combat power and physical cultivators among immortal cultivators. Under such terrible oppression.
His body trembled suddenly, and a sharp sword intent burst out from him. The sword intent was extremely sharp, as if it could cut Dashandu away with a sword and quickly resist the pressure outside his body, although it could not be completely
If you resist, you can at least stand in front of An Pingsheng.
"Hmph, why? It's up to me, the Sword Sect of the Broken Star is the top immortal cultivation sect in the world of immortal cultivation, the master is the great elder of the Sword Sect, and I, Chen Ziling, is an elite disciple in the sect!"
Every time Chen Ziling said, the sword intent on his body became sharper, as if even his waist was much straightened, with a proud look on his face and looked at An Pingsheng disdainfully, full of satisfaction.
"A person who only knows how to rely on the sect behind him. Whenever he meets a strong enemy, he only knows how to move out of the master's backer. Such a person is just a self-righteous and useless coward." An Pingsheng sneered in his eyes, sneered at him, and said contemptuously: "Behind you, behind you,"
So what if you have a sect? If you provoke me, I... kill you like a mustard of grass."
When the last sentence is spit out, it is almost like a cold wind blowing, and the ice is so cold that it is bone-bone.
"Clang clang clang!!"
A white light flashed, and a long spear appeared in An Pingsheng's hand. With a wave of his body, more than twenty waning moon-shaped air blades quickly condensed. These air blades flashed with cold light. As soon as they appeared,
It was flying around An Pingsheng quickly.
An Pingsheng wouldn't be so stupid that he showed his demonic aura in front of so many monks. Didn't he tell everyone directly that he was a demon? He was a demon clan? At that time, I was afraid it would be difficult to get out of here, so I would
Use the air blade cut out by the spear, rather than the flame blade you are good at.
As soon as the air blade condensed, there was no hesitation at all and instantly slashed at Chen Ziling in front of him.
Moreover, as soon as you take action, there is no trace of reservation. Twenty blades are bombarded at the same time, completely covering the whole body from top to bottom. At every angle, such an attack is to completely use him to completely use one blow.
Kill the
Those who are enemies of me will die. Otherwise, if you don’t die when you hit the snake, you will have troubles!!
Looking at Chen Ziling's appearance, how could An Pingsheng not know that he turned his head and would definitely be jealous of himself. Maybe he couldn't do anything to him, but he turned back to the sect and beat the young one and the old one out.
Can't bear it.
No way, there will be huge dangers. This is the best show among some immortal cultivation sects.
Such routines are not uncommon.
"Since you dare to take action first, how dare you bully me the sword is unfavorable?!"
When Chen Ziling saw the qi blade that drew out black lights that directly covered him under the attack, his face finally changed, and his hand instantly fell on the ancient sword behind him.
I have to say that although he is annoying, he may have reached the position of an elite disciple in the Xuanxin Sword Sect, and his cultivation level will definitely not be false.
With a turn of his wrist, the ancient sword suddenly unsheathed.
"Shan Rifting Sword Technique!"
A sharp sword intent emanated from him. When the sword body turned, it seemed that all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him turned into sword energy and rushed into the sword. Like lightning, thousands of swords suddenly appeared beside him. These swords suddenly appeared.
They were all exactly the same, as if in an instant, his ancient sword suddenly separated, covering all his body in the thousand swords.
The whole thing is like a hedgehog covered with needles.
In an instant, the needle pointed to the wheat, and the air solidified!