"What a good invitation to send off the court in the evening, killing the soul in the snowy night!
Why are the two of you in such a hurry to leave?"
A bright and magnetic voice suddenly sounded in a radius of ten miles.
Boom!
The earth cracked and the clouds moved.
A spear from the west!
As the sound of his voice faded, a nine-foot-long silver spear stabbed horizontally in front of Marquis Ming Yue Ji, directly blocking their path.
Spear Immortal, Sikong Changfeng!
Ming Hou and Yue Ji's figures retreated several feet. They frowned as they looked at the figure standing on the long spear, and their brows could not help but furrow.
"This is the Spear Immortal!
Lei Wujie said with a flushed face. He had finally met the Spear Immortal.
"Pa, what are you so excited for? Useless, you've already seen people stronger than him. You have to watch carefully later, there might be a shocking battle!”
Xiao Se looked at Lei Wujie and said seriously.
"Third City Lord, you're trying to stop us!”
Marquis Ming looked at Sikong Changfeng and said expressionlessly.
"I just want the two of you to come to my Snow Moon City for a gathering!”
Sikong Changfeng's words seemed easygoing, but it was filled with an unquestionable feeling.
"Hehe, we appreciate the good intentions of the three city lords, but I still advise the city lord not to cause trouble that he can't solve!”
Yue Ji looked at Sikong Changfeng who was fearless and said with a delicate smile.
"Arrogant!"
Swoosh!
Instantly, an invisible spear formed from internal strength shot towards the two of them. Under this spear, the two of them would at least be injured.
.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Suddenly, there was the sound of a wooden staff hitting the floor tiles, the sound of a drum beating, and the sound of thunder descending.
Under this rhythmic and incomparably heavy voice.
Instantly, the surrounding wind and clouds surged, and the sky instantly became a little gloomy. Everyone felt a suffocating feeling that they had never experienced before.
It was as if a great calamity was about to happen.
The invisible spear had already disappeared.
Sikong Changfeng looked at the sky above with an incomparably grave expression. He could feel an incomparably terrifying aura approaching.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
As the sound approached, everyone finally saw the source of the sound.
A six-foot-tall figure appeared in the sky. He had a cold expression and a slight hunchback. He seemed to have reached the age of no doubt, and his right hand was holding a five-foot-long dark-colored staff.
The source of the voice was the person holding the dark black staff.
Everyone looked at this person in horror. After they saw this person, an inexplicable fear could not help but grow in their hearts, as if this person was a ferocious creature.
"So you are the subordinates of the newbie Long Bushi?”
He was clearly still ten thousand feet above the sky just now, but he arrived in front of Marquis Ming and Yue Ji in an instant.
Greetings, Milord!"
When Marquis Ming Yue Ji heard this hoarse voice, her body trembled like a sieve. They didn't want this to happen either, but this kind of trembling was completely out of their control.
"Eternal Wind greets Senior. May I ask Senior's name?”
Sikong Changfeng immediately got down from his spear and bowed slightly to the man.
The appearance of this person gave him a feeling that he was simply invincible.
"I'm the Wind and Rain Pavilion's Northern Dark Puppet Servant-The Heaven and Earth.
Your name is a little too big, and it doesn't match your strength. You blocked the people of my Storm Pavilion today, and it was originally a death sentence. Considering that you didn't kill them and it was your first offense, you can avoid the death sentence, but you still have to learn a lesson!”
Weng!
Negative Universe gently pointed at Sikong Changfeng through the air, and some fluctuations appeared in the space.
Puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
.
"Father!"
"Third Master!
Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian looked at Sikong Changfeng who was instantly heavily injured and fell to the ground, and could not help but shout out.
Thank you for holding back, Senior!"
Sikong Changfeng endured his injuries and raised his hand to stop Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian from approaching. He bowed respectfully towards Fu Qiankun.
"Misfortune and fortune depend on each other. When your injuries recover, you can break through to Xuan Yi within three years!
Come down, I don't like people above me!”
As he spoke, a man in white with a gray mask on his face descended from the sky.
"Senior's strength is heaven-defying. I have a sword, please try it!
Sword name: Moonlight Sunset Flower Morning!"
Instantly, peach blossoms filled the sky, and it was so beautiful that it made people hallucinate. Sword qi surged, and the incomparably sharp sword qi tore through the dark clouds. It was a beautiful and dangerous sword!
A sword immortal's sword could shock the world.
However, what happened next shocked everyone.
Ding!
"This sword is not bad, but there are too many worries in my heart. The sword qi is not pure, and there is no sword heart.”
Facing Li Hanyi's sword, the Negative Universe only stretched out his left index finger and lightly tapped it, preventing the sword formed by thousands of sword qi peach blossoms from advancing.
Puff!
He pointed his index finger again, and the space fluctuated slightly. Li Hanyi flew backward like a willow leaf in the wind.
"Thank you for holding back, senior. I beg senior to teach me!”
Li Han Yi retreated a few feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed to Fu Qian Kun.
"I'm afraid you've made a mistake, Miss. I didn't kill you today because of Young Master's orders. I'm not a good teacher!”
"Xiao Se, what is the cultivation level of this senior? He casually defeated a sword immortal. This makes me feel very frustrated!”
Lei Wujie looked at the one who had injured the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng with one finger and defeated the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi with one finger.
He could not accept this. He had just entered the martial arts world to gain experience, not to be trifled with. Why was it that he had encountered more and more freaks along the way?
Who dared to call themselves immortals in front of this person?
.
"Little monk, I came here today for you!”
Fu Qiankun appeared beside Wuxin and said in a hoarse voice.
"Senior is here to kill me!"
Wuxin's expression was as ugly as it could be as she asked uneasily.
"I won't kill you. My mission is to take something from you. I hope you can give it up!”
"May I ask what Senior wants from Junior?”
"Six Paths of Buddhism!"
Fu Qiankun's voice caused Wuxin's heart to stop. He had guessed correctly. Only the Six Proficiency of the Buddhist Sect could make such a person come personally.
"Senior, this junior can agree, but I have a condition!”
Wuxin said nervously.
"Tell me!"
If senior can save this junior's life, this junior will give this Buddhist Six Paths to senior!”
After Wuxin finished speaking, he secretly observed Fu Qiankun's expression. He was actually betting that he had no right to negotiate in front of such an existence.
However, he was betting that such an existence would have the face of an expert and not bully the weak!
Three breaths later!
"Alright, this lord agrees to your condition. This lord will guarantee that you won't die!
Thank you, senior, but the one who wants to kill me is also someone from your Snow Wind Pavilion. Are you sure senior can do it?
Negative Universe's words made Wuxin heave a sigh of relief. He had made the right bet.
However, he was still a little worried. After all, the person who killed him was from the same force as this person.
"My words carry weight. The mission to kill you was only accepted by Long Bushi. He is the weakest among the Twelve Puppets, so he can't defeat me. I guarantee that he won't be able to kill you!
Now, hand over the Six Paths of Buddhism to me!”
Hiss!
Fu Qiankun's words sent chills down everyone's spines. Their hearts were in turmoil, and they could not calm down for a long time.
What did they hear? They had thought that this person should be one of the higher-ups of the Snow Wind Pavilion, but he had personally said that there were more than ten people with his strength. Then what was above their twelve puppets?
No one dared to imagine it. This simply subverted his worldview.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]