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The Bamboo Emperor was flew with his two arms that were as good as mountains in his hand, and he smashed them down hard against the ground.

With a bang, Tang Fei felt the earth under his feet stir up like a wave. He didn't care that the other Tang Fei would avoid it with all his might. The surrounding space kept shattering. The same was true under his feet. A huge crack broke open on the ground, as if the end of the world was coming.

Wuliangshan and his group suffered heavy damage. Except for the two old men in the Spirit King realm who could fly and escape in time, the rest of the disciples fell into cracks.

When they saw the two old men Tang Fei and Heng Changliang, they were obviously stunned. However, the situation was critical at this time, and they didn't care about Tang Fei and the others and ran for their own lives.

"Brother Heng, the situation is urgent. With Zhong Hengshan here, we are afraid we will have no chance!" Tang Fei yelled at Heng Changliang while avoiding a crack that was being generated on the ground.

"Yes, let's leave this place of right and wrong first!" Heng Changliang also knew that the situation was urgent and no longer cared about anything else, so he could only escape first.

Tang Fei was still unable to fly due to his realm problems, but before the critical moment, he released a spider centipede to help him, but he was able to avoid more and more cracks on the ground in time every time.

Seeing the spider centipede released by Tang Fei suddenly, Heng Changliang also praised him secretly. He was originally planning to take Tang Fei to fly with him, but seeing that Tang Fei was enough to protect himself, he did not do anything else.

After avoiding several miles, the cracks on the ground stopped spreading. This Bamboo Emperor is worthy of being a spiritual creature that has been practicing for thousands of years. His strength is truly fully revealed. Even the strong spiritual masters will be defeated. Only those who have already entered the unknown field like Zhong Hengshan and are about to ascend to tame it.

"It's so dangerous!"

After rushing for several miles, both of them were exhausted and panting. The power of the bamboo emperor was amazing. Tang Fei was hit by the spider centipede and said gasping on a huge rock.

"Yes! Fortunately, the people from Wuliang Mountain searched for it first. If we found it first, I'm afraid we won't know how to die!"

Heng Changliang also landed from the air and said breathing.

The spiritual energy roared over there, and Zhong Hengshan’s golden wheel was in his hand, and he was powerful without anger. The deep spiritual energy as deep as the sea kept hitting the bamboo king from his hands.

The Bamboo Emperor is also unwilling to fall behind. With such a big battle, its whereabouts have been exposed. At this time, there are not many big men who have arrived. Even if Zhong Hengshan can't do anything to it, other big men should soon arrive, so it is completely desperate.

The two arms, like mountains, were deep and powerful, constantly sweeping towards Zhong Hengshan. The bamboo emperor's arms, which had been practicing for thousands of years, were so hard that even Zhong Hengshan, who was about to ascend, could only avoid his sharp edge for the time being, and held the golden wheel in his hand to continue to compete.

Tang Feiheng Changliang was watching the battle that had been rare in a century. Suddenly, Tang Fei was working hard to catch a cold wind suddenly came from behind his head. Without having time to think about it, Tang Fei punched an iron fist directly in the back of his head.

With a clanging sound, Tang Fei only felt his arms numb, and then he saw that the old man in purple had arrived just now!

Heng Changliang also sensed the danger at the first time. He had an extra dagger in his hand and fought with the old man in blue.

"The dignified elder Wuliang Mountain is also so despicable!" Heng Changliang held the dagger in his hand and stared at the old man in green and said angrily.

"Hmph, what morals do you have to say to you little bandit? I've penetrated my chest and it's not dead. You're so lucky!" The old man in green sneered, Feng Linglie in his palm, and then he turned to Heng Changliang again.

The old man in purple is not vague here. His hands are extremely fast and he keeps tying out the flower seal. This is a secret technique that seems soft but is actually extremely powerful. Even in Wuliang Mountain, only the senior management has the opportunity to practice. The old man in purple seems to have a good status in Wuliang Mountain!

Without having time to think about it, Tang Fei's momentum reached the extreme immediately.

He didn't dare to be too big, and he got the twins' hammer at the first time. At this time, he didn't dare to use the mountain opening axe or the Demon Bowl of Hate. There was a lord who was about to ascend next to him. If these two spiritual weapons that were comparable to magical artifacts were exposed, he might have nine lives that would not be enough to chase him.

"It looks unfamiliar to you. Could it be the successor of the old thief bald?" The old man in purple murmured while pinching his handprints.

"You are the successor of the old thief bald!" Tang Fei responded with a response, and the twin hammer of fate in his hand hit the old guy with one hit.

The laughing hammer was ahead, the angry hammer followed closely behind, whizzing by, Tang Fei attacked with all his strength, not daring to be negligent at all!

Smiling Buddha, angry Vajra, and phantoms were heavy. The old man in purple looked at the illusion, and suddenly a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Then he pinched the seal in his hand and took a direct picture of the two phantoms.

Tang Fei shook back, and the opponent's cultivation was profound, far superior to ordinary spiritual kings, and he also mastered secret techniques. He was no match for him at all, so he could only barely compete.

"A imitation of the twin hammer of fate? Unfortunately, if it is the genuine one, I am afraid of it, but the imitation is not enough!"

The old man in purple actually knew the double hammers in Tang Fei's hand. He was indeed a high-level manager of Wuliang Mountain and had extraordinary experiences.

After saying this, the old man in purple seemed to have completely lost his patience. He had originally condensed his hand and was ready to press the flower seal on Tang Fei at any time.

Tang Fei only felt that when he tightened in front of him, the air seemed to be compressed and tightened and was about to solidify.

Before he could think too much, the dead air was activated, and Yin's cold breath was suddenly exposed. Tang Fei then resumed his movements, rolling around on the spot to see the attack range of the Chihua Indian.

"Hu..." He let out a breath of turbid air. Tang Fei's body was full of dead air at this time, allowing his spiritual sense to climb up again. The surrounding area was 1,000 meters high, and all the obvious traces were in his control. He could react as soon as possible even if any wind blew the grass.

"Um?"

It seemed that he was surprised that Tang Fei could avoid his flower-picking seal. The old man in purple frowned slightly. The next moment, another handprint in his hand was assembled and slapped Tang Fei in his face.

Not daring to take it head-on, Tang Fei estimated the opponent's attack position with his superman's perception ability and avoided it in time. The old man in purple had lost his flower seal again.

"Hmph &..." The old man in purple was furious. With his strength, even in the Spirit King realm, he was a person with a very close combat power. Today, he didn't expect that a junior who was only at the Spirit Master realm could dodge his attacks several times in a row.

"Old guy is not good, you are old, I think you should buy a coffin in advance and go home and wait for death. Main is embarrassing here!" Heng Changliang, who was fighting with the old man in green, insisted on laughing loudly and sarcastically said.

Tang Fei smiled bitterly. This guy was really in vain. Isn’t this sincerely trying to anger him? The result of angering him is obviously not good.

Sure enough, the old man in purple was even more furious when he heard Heng Changliang's words, and his move became more and more fierce. The power of the flower seal in his hand became more and more powerful, and he only beat Tang Fei to flee.

Heng Changliang on the other side was as good as the old man in green, with a lot of spiritual energy. The two of them flew into the air and then descended to the ground, and they were fighting and making a sound.

Although it is far from comparable to the battle between Zhu Emperor and Zhong Hengshan over there, it is also amazing. After all, both of them are at the level of the Spirit King.

Tang Fei fled at this time, while launching some attacks in fragments. The ground was bumpy and damaged. The old man in purple was like a cat playing with a mouse, flew into the air and chased Tang Fei while using his fingers to stimulate spiritual attacks, trying to stop Tang Fei.

"Brother, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore!" Tang Fei shouted at Heng Changliang while dodging the attack of the old man in purple. Heng Changliang couldn't get out of here. The old man in green was an elder of Wuliang Mountain, and he could be selected by Zhongheng to find the Bamboo King, and even lend him more weapons to him, naturally he was not an ordinary person. No one could do anything to the two of them for such a long time.

"Hold on! I have seen the signal, and soon a brother rushed over!" Heng Changliang saw that Tang Fei was so embarrassed but was not anxious. As soon as he knew that Tang Fei had not used his true nature, he chose the Seven Masters of the Wang family alone, and finally killed Wang Feng, the most powerful one. He was even chased by the elders of Xueshen Yamazaki Peak for so long and never died. Who would believe that he had no ability?

Secondly, what he said was the truth. He had seen the signal sent by his brother over there, and someone came to help soon!

"When you stand and talk, it won't hurt your waist!" Tang Fei was speechless and could only speed up his escape and dodge along places with many huge rocks. The old man in purple was just chasing him.

Zhong Hengshan and the Bamboo Emperor were also indistinguishable from each other, and such a small scene could not attract his great god.

"The fifth largest Kouqi Ruan Jinglong is here!"

"The sixth largest bandit Xiao Wudi is here!"

"The Seventh Great Devil Peng Zhangliang!" Three loud laughters, and the three big mouths finally arrived in time.

"Dare to kill my brother and eat my spear!" Peng Zhangliang saw Tang Fei who was fleeing in a panic at first sight. Before he could think about it, the rusty ancient spear in his hand suddenly stabbed him.

"Divine Seal Thorn?" Peng Zhangliang suddenly came with a spear, but the old man in purple was startled, stared at the spear in Peng Zhangliang's hand and was stunned for a moment, whispering in confusion.

"You have the vision, touch your neck and wait for slaughter!" Peng Zhangliang has always been arrogant in his work. At this time, he was even more furious when he saw Tang Fei being beaten so embarrassed. He stabbed the old man in purple with a spear.

With a "tent!", the old man in purple seemed to be very afraid of the bronze ancient spear in his hand, and resisted with all his strength. He picked up the flower seal in his hand, as if he was actually hitting the spear that Peng Zhangliang had eaten.

"It turned out to be just a phantom clone! I really thought that the old thief Peng Feng had passed the divine bee sting to you!" The old man in purple had his all his strength and immediately shocked Peng Zhangliang out with his full force. The doubt on his face dissipated. He looked at Peng Zhangliang who had been thrown out and laughed loudly.

"Go to die!" Peng Zhangliang was angry when he heard that his grandfather was scolded. The spear in his hand became more substantial and he slashed away at the old man in purple.

Tang Fei was not idle either. The cloud handprint was tying out at once. A huge light palm in the air was formed. The cloud handprint was powerful. The only disadvantage was that it took too long to brew, so Tang Fei had no chance to typify it just now. However, at this time, because Peng Zhangliang dragged the old man in purple, he had time to typify it.
Chapter completed!