Chapter 1138 If you talk about seniority, you have to call me grandpa!
"Suffer death!"
Tang Xianqing roared angrily, and his whole body surged with energy.
The thick aura of death turned into a huge portal. Black mist surged inside, and screams came out one after another, as if there were countless evil spirits from the abyss trying to rush out of the door.
Gate to hell!
This is a magical power that can only be exerted by those who understand the profound meaning of life and death.
Yue Bu was enveloped by this huge portal, and his whole body froze. He felt as if there were countless invisible hands, dragging his soul towards the huge portal.
"Tang Xianqing, how dare you act so presumptuously?"
Tuoba Hong shouted loudly, and his whole body shone with fairy light, turning into a sharp sword energy and hitting the door fiercely.
The gate of hell shook violently, and Yue Bu woke up instantly, breaking out in a cold sweat.
His aura almost caused his soul to be captured.
It is indeed the gate to hell.
So scary.
"Tuoba Hong, how dare you ruin my good deeds?"
Tang Xianqing looked furious and shouted: "In the name of the Yue Sword God, I spared your life. Unexpectedly, you actually colluded with the Yue family and acted recklessly in our Wuji Immortal Sect. Did you think that I really didn't dare to kill you?
You?"
"Just you, kill me?"
Tuoba Hong was also angry, recalling how respected his position was in the Wuji Immortal Sect.
But now, he is being told what to do by a young man.
A frightening divine light flashed in his eyes, and with a sway of his body, it turned into a sharp divine sword, tearing apart the layers of space, and slashed crazily towards Tang Xianqing, saying: "I want to see, you
Why should you kill me?"
"Tuoba Hong, do you think you are still the supreme elder you once were?"
Tang Xianqing snorted coldly, waved his palm violently, and the infinite sword energy was like a violent storm, filling every inch of space, and said: "You are just a waste in the golden elixir realm now."
"What happened to the Golden Core Realm?"
Tuoba Hong's whole body trembled violently, and the divine sword he transformed suddenly shone with light, and bursts of singing sounded like fairy music, which sounded beautiful and sweet.
But Tang Xianqing's sword energy, in the midst of this beautiful song, seemed to be suffering from a catastrophe from heaven and earth, constantly collapsing and being destroyed.
"Holy shit!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Able to turn singing into sword energy, penetrating everywhere."
"I have been practicing for so long and I have never seen such terrifying swordsmanship."
Seeing such a strange scene, the cultivators who were watching were filled with surprise.
The masters of Wuji Immortal Sect seemed to have seen something incredible, their eyes filled with endless horror.
"Nine Songs of Heavenly Movement!"
I don't know who shouted out, and the Wuji Immortal Sect was filled with excitement.
"This is our Wuji Immortal Sect's most powerful swordsmanship."
"I heard that only people at the headmaster level can practice. Even Lin Xianzhi is not qualified."
"Who is this person, and why does he use the uninherited sword technique of our Wuji Immortal Sect?"
The masters of Wuji Immortal Sect kept discussing.
But those elders who had been practicing for a long time were silent, their eyes flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Tuoba Hong, die!"
Tang Xianqing suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped the gate of hell hard.
The huge portal suddenly shook wildly.
The endless black mist condensed and turned into a dark palm, rushing out suddenly.
This palm was turned upside down, and there were countless ferocious faces on it. They kept roaring and roaring, and the voice was full of resentment, making everyone's souls shake and unable to control themselves.
"Hand of the Abyss!"
Tuoba Hong didn't dare to underestimate it. The sword energy flashed in the air and turned into a huge formation in the blink of an eye.
"Could this person be a cultivator of our Wuji Immortal Sect?"
The Wuji Immortal Sect was in an uproar, and a horrified voice came out again.
Just then.
On that dark palm, countless faces suddenly calmed down and all looked at Tuoba Hong.
"not good."
Tuoba Hong's expression changed drastically, he was struck by countless gazes, and his whole body trembled instantly.
At this moment, a dark hand arrived in an instant.
boom!
Tuoba Hong groaned, vomiting blood immediately, and was knocked back tens of thousands of meters.
"Second Senior Brother."
"We're here to help you."
Gu Qing and Jiang Wei shouted loudly and flew over at the same time.
"Jiang Wei, Gu Qing, you are here too."
Tang Xianqing looked at the two people flying over, his eyes flashing with a cold luster, and said: "Very good, all of Yue Lingtian's disciples are here. In this case, I will send you on your way together!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hands.
"Terrible destiny!"
boom!
The sky suddenly shook.
A huge palm with the word "luck" engraved on the palm and the word "luck" engraved on the back of the hand, carrying an aura that made everyone tremble, fiercely grabbed Tuoba Hong and the others.
Tuoba Hong and the other three all changed their expressions.
Destiny, destiny!
This magical power is actually filled with the most terrifying laws of fate, and it is impossible to dodge it.
"not good."
"The Kamikaze Commander is in danger."
"What can I do?"
Feeling the horrifying fate of that palm, everyone's eyes were horrified and they did not dare to step forward.
"Tuoba Hong, you all go to hell!"
Tang Xianqing looked cold, with a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes, and was about to launch an attack.
"I remembered."
A dull voice suddenly sounded from afar.
Shen Chenfeng raised his eyes, looked at Tang Xianqing's figure, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and said: "Tang Xianqing, Tang Xianqing, no wonder you look so familiar. You were the one who knelt outside Tuoba Hong's door for half a year without eating or drinking, begging
Tuoba Hong accepted you as his disciple, little Tang San, right?"
boom!
It was like a thunderous explosion.
Everyone's eyes suddenly became dull.
"What did Shen Chenfeng just say?"
"Tang Xianqing, the punishment elder, actually begged Tuoba Hong to become his disciple?"
"How is this possible?"
"Tang Xianqing, the elder of punishment, is a powerful person in the realm of life and death. How could he accept a cultivator in the golden elixir realm as his teacher?"
"But I heard others say that Tang Xianqing is the third son in the family, and he was indeed called Tang San before."
Everyone tried their best to lower their voices for fear of being heard by Tang Xianqing.
But how accomplished Tang Xianqing was, no matter how these people tried to cover it up, he could still hear it clearly.
"presumptuous!"
Tang Xianqing's face was red, he accepted Tuoba Hong as his teacher, and the nickname Tang San was the deepest secret in his heart.
But now, it was suddenly revealed by Shen Chenfeng.
Moreover, it was still in front of so many people.
It was like a slap in the face, hitting him hard on the face, making him feel extremely hot on his face.
Tang Xianqing was immediately furious.
He waved his palm violently, the palm that represented destiny, and immediately tore apart the layers of space, smacked it towards Shen Chenfeng, and roared: "Shen Chenfeng, you junior, how dare you stir up trouble and ruin my reputation."
"Tang Xianqing, please don't talk nonsense."
Shen Chenfeng looked cold and showed no fear, and said: "I didn't stir up trouble, you know it in your heart. Besides, I am not a junior."
"Even Tuoba Hong wants to call me senior brother."
"In terms of seniority, you still have to call me grandpa."
