The silver domineering headdress, a white robe, a red coat, holding the white-sharp sword scabbard in his left hand, and his right hand was placed on his knee, sitting there quietly, as if it were still moving, inside the very wide sedan chair, it felt very small at this moment and could not accommodate his body at all.

Although he was nearly thirty years old, there was no trace of time on his expressionless face, which made many people who had seen him five or even eight years ago sigh.

At this moment, there was still no one talking, because only the curtain in front of the sedan chair was opened, so the only one who could see Dongfang Bubai was the most famous sects in front of Shaoshi Mountain.

The many famous sects were shouting so hard that they could see it. At this moment, no one dared to make louder sounds. There was an indescribable sense of tension in their hearts, and they were born at a very fast speed.

Even people like Qiao Feng are very quiet. Maybe he will not be afraid of Dongfang Bubai, but he will always respect the power and the strong. In addition to not taking human life seriously and doing things, Qiao Feng also has to say one word to Dongfang Bubai.

And those more invisible people dare not be presumptuous, and can only be anxious and looking forward to it.

As plain as water, even indifferent eyes, looked at the five elders who were hugging their arms, without anger, no murderous intention, or even no other emotional fluctuations. Some of them were just ignoring, just like seeing the ignorance of five ants.

Although he was ignored, he had no intention of being angry with the five elders. He had only a hint of fear. The eyes he saw just now were these pairs of eyes.

The eyes that almost drowned out their minds and drown them. Now that they really saw Dongfang Bubai, they understood why the four great saints were defeated so badly, because both sides were indeed not on the same level.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai, he hugged the Five Elders and had only one feeling at this time, not a sense of danger, but a sense of powerlessness. It seemed that no matter how he jumped, he would be slapped to death.

Turning his eyes, the figure stood up calmly, took a step forward, and the slender figure appeared out of thin air.

boom!!

The dark clouds in the sky rolled violently, and followed him with the light beam to the sky and reached mid-air. The speed of the surge was faster. It reached seven feet and ninety feet in just a few breaths.

The slender figure was seen by everyone at the first time, and many people became even more nervous involuntarily.

Whether it is a overlord Ru Xiongba, a real swordsman in Ru Ye Gucheng, a prodigal son like Chu Liuxiang, Lu Xiaofeng, or even a well-known sect, Shaolin Temple and others, they are all a little confused.

The familiar outfit and familiar face made them feel strange. What is strange is his strength and his status, which makes countless people feel powerless.

It was this man who shone light in the world, suppressing countless peerless geniuses couldn't breathe!

It was this man who almost shook Shaolin Temple, one of the three holy places in the world with his own strength!

It is this man, the idol in the hearts of countless people. Even if he hates him, he can't help but fear him.

It was this man who made all the experts on the scene want to challenge him, but they dared not challenge him, because they knew that there was no need to do anything. He just needed to stand there to make them feel powerless.

Countless masters clenched their weapons or fists, and countless women showed their fascinated eyes.

At this moment, even the sun in the sky was much dimmed a lot.

Dongfang Bubai didn't care about other people's ideas, was not interested in them, and didn't care about them.

His eyes turned, he held the Baifeng sword in his left hand, and his right hand was behind him. He turned his body and swept his indifferent eyes over Mu Dao Ren, Xuan Ci and others, Xiongba and others, Li Xunhuan and others, and swept the people around him.

All the people who were swept by the eyes tightened their bodies, raised their heads and chests, as if they wanted to show their best side in front of this big devil.

Even Xiongba, Li Xunhuan, Xuanci and others are no exception. It is like a junior who is being examined by his senior, and he hopes that his senior will praise him.

This mentality makes them unable to help but curse themselves, but they still can't control it.

Fusu in the distance couldn't help but be shocked. He was so shocked that he was just now like he was when he was being examined by his father.

But Dongfang Bubai did not praise anyone, and he didn't even pause his eyes. It seemed that no one present was in his eyes.

Many people don’t care. Who doesn’t know Dongfang Bubai’s arrogance? Who can let him take it seriously? Even if he just wants to praise him a little, his reputation will immediately rise rapidly and become famous all over the world.

Finally, Dongfang Bubai's eyes stopped on the way he came, and said in a distant voice: "Come back!"

Yan Shisan, Gu Santong, and Xiangxi Four Ghosts were slightly stunned. Although they were confused, they did not disobey. After taking a look at the opponent in front of them, they flew to Dongfang Bubai with caution.

Shaolin Sandu and others wanted to stop him, but when they saw Dongfang Bubai, they gave up and completely forgot that they wanted to kill Dongfang Bubai.

Now, not only them, but even Xuan Ci and others were suppressed by Dongfang Bubai's aura. Although they were still confident of killing him, they subconsciously did not want to fight him and did not want to take the initiative.

In the ancient Santong, Yan Shisan returned to the horse, and the four ghosts in Xiangxi stood beside the sedan chair.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Shaolin Sandu and others. The strength of his usual fear of anyone was trembling under this gaze.

"You really want to challenge me, so I will fulfill your wishes!"

A voice of indifference and majestic sound rang out, and countless people were shocked. What does Dongfang Bubai mean?

Now he has to take action! Isn’t he afraid of interrupting his momentum?

There was no time to think about it, Shaolin Sandu only felt that after the sound fell, a feeling of death that had never felt before had hit them all in an instant.

Dongfang Bubai had already stretched out his right hand and gently patted them in the void.

boom!!!

Above the Three Crossings of Shaolin, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth roared instantly, and a huge blood-red palm formed in an instant, and quickly patted the Three Crossings of Shaolin like Mount Tai.

In the Sandu of Shaolin, the sky collapsed in less than a breath, and endless terrifying pressure fell from the sky, covering them from all directions, as if they were about to crush them.

San Zhang's face was bloodless, and he struggled to look at the sky, and devoted his life to launch the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

The golden circles rose one by one, but at the next moment, the huge palm had fallen.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud bang, the figures of Shaolin Sandu could no longer be seen, the giant palm disappeared, and the Shaolin Sandu disappeared from the world from then on.

Before everyone could react, Dongfang Bubai made a fist with his right hand and directly hit the Eighteen Golden Man.

Before they could react, the huge fist descended before they could react.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

With eighteen explosions, the eighteen golden men who could not even have the help of the ancient three-prong were all blown into blood foam, and their hard bodies obtained by practicing the Indestructible Divine Art were as fragile as tofu under this fist.

Everyone finally reacted, countless people were shocked, and the people in Shaolin Temple were frightened and angry.

Dongfang Bubai had already stretched out his right hand and grabbed the eight Tianlong people from the air.

In front of this invisible big hand, although the Eight Heavenly Dragons reacted and struggled, it was useless at all.

The eight people were caught together like chickens. Dongfang Bubai tightened his right hand, "Bang!!!" All the eight old monks in the invisible big hand were pinched.

He put his right hand behind him again, turned around faintly, and looked at the five elders hugged her.

Everyone, at this moment, were staring at Feng Qingyundan's figure, Shaolin Sandu, Eighteen Golden People, and Eight Heavenly Dragons, just died like this?

How powerful were they just now?

Even Yan Shisan, the most powerful contender on the list of the Heavenly List, could not do anything to them, but he died so simply, and the whole process did not exceed four breaths.

Just like this, one palm, one punch, one grab, one rough and arrogant, without giving them the slightest chance of resistance, they will all die and cannot die again!

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Chapter completed!