Looking at the sudden appearance of the one-armed middle-aged man, countless warriors here were stunned.
The middle-aged man next to Lin Huang looked so ordinary. He was wearing an old blue robe. He was not particularly tall and only had one arm.
But it is such a person who, once he stands there, outshines everyone and cannot be ignored by anyone.
Yanzang Feng!
The number one martial artist seventy years ago.
This world has been without his legend for a long time, causing everyone to forget it. But he appeared today, standing calmly in front of Lin Huang, and calmly looking at the dozens of warriors in the void.
Hou Qiang.
In the void, those warriors who suddenly appeared covered their faces with their vitality and were unwilling to reveal their identities. After all, it was not a glorious thing for them to kill Lin Huang at the same time.
But everyone with a discerning eye knows that among them there are powerful men from various major forces in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
At this moment, they were all looking at Yan Zangfeng with expressions of surprise and uncertainty, as if they were hesitating. They wondered whether Yan Zangfeng still had the same strength after more than seventy years.
If not...
"It seems that my reputation is in trouble!"
Yan Zangfeng chuckled softly, seeming to be a little self-deprecating. Then he stood up gracefully and stood in the sky. His face was like a rock carving with a smile, but it made people feel a little cold.
"In this case, it's time for you to see what it means to have the world full of snow!"
As soon as Yan Zangfeng finished speaking, heavy snow began to fall under the vast night sky, revealing a biting chill and heart-breaking sadness.
Snow is falling on earth!
At the foot of Wuya Peak, a warrior shouted, with excitement and fear in his voice.
Among the snowflakes in the sky, Yanzang Fengping pushed out a palm and grabbed a Wuhou in his hand. His five fingers were like plucking the strings of a piano, and with just a tremor, he broke the latter's neck.
In the void, the expressions of dozens of Wuhou changed greatly, and they did not see clearly how Yan Zangfeng took action.
"Yan Zangfeng, do you want to fight against dozens of Wuhou including me alone?"
Marquis Wu shouted in a serious voice, "Or do you want to fight against the forces behind us alone?"
Speaking of this, the dozens of Wuhou in the void all calmed down from their previous panic. That's right... no matter how strong Yan Zangfeng is, he can't even imagine fighting the world alone.
In the void, Yan Zangfeng looked calm and just smiled and said:
"You can't bully me into having only one arm!"
As soon as Yan Zangfeng finished speaking, his figure shone like a rainbow. Just between his breaths, he heard a scream in the void. Under Yan Zangfeng's palm, a bloody head rolled down into the void.
Up and down in the sky, tens of thousands of people were shaken again.
I just feel that Yan Zangfeng's calm appearance like an ancient well hides amazing power. It's like an ancient sword that has been hidden for hundreds of years, waiting to be moved at any time. In just a breath, he accuses others of life and death.
In the void, the remaining dozens of Wuhou were also horrified. They looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back and a calm expression, and the intention to retreat appeared in his twinkling eyes!
"Walk!"
Afterwards, dozens of Wuhou made a decisive decision and prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment!"
Yan Zangfeng suddenly spoke, causing everyone to freeze and turn to look at the calm Yan Zangfeng in front of them.
"Don't you think too much of me, Yan Zangfeng!"
There was a faint smile on Yan Zangfeng's face, "Three breaths have passed. If I let you leave right now, wouldn't I be sorry for Yan Zangfeng!"
As the words fell, a desolate murderous intention suddenly emerged from the figure standing like a rock in the void, covering the world.
"Yan Zangfeng, don't rely on me. Even though you were a strong martial artist seventy years ago, you are still just a human being. Do you really want to fight to the death with us?"
Wuhou suddenly said sharply.
"You need to know that more than seventy years have passed and this is no longer your time!"
"If you want to fight, we will accompany you to the end!"
In the void, dozens of Wuhou looked sharp and locked on Yanzang Feng.
Yan Zangfeng smiled, his figure was still calm and calm, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his one-armed hand, flowing with simple brilliance. Yan Zangfeng shook his head slightly and sighed:
"It seems that you really look down on me, Yan Zangfeng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zangfeng swung the long sword in his hand and shot out ten miles of sword light, killing dozens of Wuhou in the void.
The snow is falling heavily and the sword energy is soaring into the sky!
The expressions of dozens of Wu Hous changed, and then they screamed, "Kill him together!"
In the blink of an eye, under the bright moon in the sky, a battle broke out.
Yan Zangfeng was like a lonely figure, fighting back and forth among dozens of Wuhou. The sword in his hand was like a dragon, but he was not afraid at all when facing the attacks coming from the mountains and rivers.
At the foot of Wuya Peak, tens of thousands of warriors looked up at the scene in the void with excited and horrified expressions.
No matter whether Yan Zangfeng won or not today, the magnanimity of that one man fighting dozens of Wuhou alone was beyond the reach of anyone else.
On the mountainside, Lin Huang looked at the blue-clad figures criss-crossing under the bright moon, their heads opened and closed with a domineering attitude, as proud as the mountain.
Groan!
Just when Yan Zangfeng was fighting dozens of Wuhou, the sound of clanging sword chants suddenly sounded from the bottom of Wuya Peak, and the terrifying sword intent swept across like a tide, making people feel trembling.
Among the tens of thousands of warriors, a young man in purple suddenly flew out, holding a long sword in his hand, like a swimming dragon, and rushed towards the forest wasteland above the mountainside.
At this moment, Jun Qingcheng suddenly drew his sword and attacked the young man in purple.
In just a few breaths, the young man in purple jumped up the mountainside and appeared not far from the forest wilderness. As soon as the young man in purple roared, hundreds of sword slaves appeared in the void around him.
.
Every sword slave holds a long sword and kills Lin Huang with absolute certainty.
Um?
On the mountainside, Lin Huang looked at the young man in purple, his eyes focused, and then unleashed endless murderous intent.
Liu Cangsheng!
As Lin Huang waved his hand, his body quickly swept back. The young man in purple clothes in the distance was none other than Liu Cangsheng, whose head was smashed by the possessed Lin Huang in the Dragon Locking Land.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, Lin Huang had countless doubts in his heart, but he had no time to think about it. In just a breath, the nasal passages opened again to protect Lin Huang's whole body.
Keng!
clang clang...
However, before the sword slave in the void came close to Abi Hell, he was completely chopped down by a long sword that appeared from the sky.
Lin Huang raised his eyes and saw Jun Qingcheng dressed in red and holding a three-foot green sword in front of him. He was surrounded by long swords, revealing a chilling murderous intent.
The killing swordsmanship reappears!
When the attack failed, Liu Cangsheng stopped and stared at Jun Qingcheng with a frown.
"who are you?"
Liu Cangsheng said, wearing Cangsheng swordsmanship, he faced Jun Qingcheng.
Lin Huang looked at the two people confronting each other, waved his hand to disperse Abi Road, walked to Jun Qingcheng's side, looked at Liu Cangsheng, and said with a smile: "None of your business!"
Liu Cangsheng's face was slightly condensed, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he snorted with a smile:
"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak in front of this young master!"
Lin Huang narrowed his eyes, but did not get angry, "Is the Son of God of the Great Realm so great? Back in the Dragon Locking Land, I still stepped on my feet and crushed my head!"
"Although I don't know what secret you have and how you can come back from the dead! But if I can kill you once, I can naturally kill you a second time!"
Liu Cangsheng's eyes froze, and then his murderous intent was revealed, and he stared angrily at Lin Huang with his halberd finger:
"You are not possessed by the devil. In the eyes of my young master, you are worse than a dog, yet you dare to bark here. Today, my young master, I only need one sword to kill you, and you will never be reincarnated!"
As soon as Liu Cangsheng finished speaking, the sword slaves around him roared fiercely, and their momentum increased greatly, making people frightened.
Until this moment, Jun Qingcheng, who had not said a word, turned to look at Lin Huang. The ice on his snow-white face melted away, turning into a smile, and said: