As Feng Qingyan shouted, a mysterious aura instantly filled the surroundings, and countless phantoms quickly appeared. But in the blink of an eye, the phantoms filled the Thousand-Zhang Cloud Platform, and even lined up outside the Cloud Terrace, so densely packed that they had no idea how many shapes they had.
The shadow became more and more solid, as if it had turned into a solid entity.
At this time, everyone saw the phantom wearing golden armor, holding a golden sword in hand, and riding on a tall, cold iron horse, bursting out with a strong and terrifying murderous aura.
One hundred thousand soldiers and horses stood still, but strong murderous aura broke through the sky.
It even shattered space.
Extremely terrible!
"Wu! Wu! Wu——"
There seemed to be an ancient roar rising from a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, making people's souls tremble, and even shocking everyone on the platform.
This murderous intent is so terrifying.
"Gold and Iron Horse!"
At this time, someone on the steps lost his voice and said with shock on his face, "This is the golden horse of the human king."
More than 2,000 years ago, when King Wu of the first generation of kings pacified the world, his soldiers all wore golden armor, held golden swords in their hands, rode iron horses, and commanded the "武" horn. Therefore, the golden swords and iron horses not only became the symbol of the first generation of human kings, but also
It became a special name for the king of men and horses.
"How can this be?"
Everyone on the platform was shocked.
They never thought that the human king's "golden arm and iron horse" could be brought back in other ways besides offering sacrifices.
"kill!"
Feng Qingyan suddenly turned around, pointed at the patrolling king outside the cloud platform, and shouted angrily at the Yin soldiers who were quickly retreating.
"Wu! Wu! Wu——"
Hundreds of thousands of gold-armed and iron horses charged towards the billowing black mist.
The terrifying murderous energy burst out, tearing apart the layers of space, crushing the billowing black mist like ink, and countless Yin soldiers were killed in an instant.
At this moment, the patrolling king was heading towards Feng Qingyan, with a sinister aura bursting out from his body.
His eyes were full of cold murderous intent.
"You dare!"
When Lord Daren saw the patrolling king approaching, he immediately understood the opponent's intention, became furious, and rushed away at extremely fast speeds.
"court death!"
Another figure flew away from the steps, killing the Parade King.
But in an instant, there were several terrifying figures angrily attacking the Ranger King, and they launched extremely fierce killing moves.
When the patrolling king saw several terrifying figures coming towards him, his eyes were full of resentment. At the same time, he felt extremely regretful. Why didn't he go faster? Why did he take a step slower...
Even if he charges into Yuntai at this time, he may not be able to kill Feng Qingyan.
ah--
The wandering king was so filled with hatred that his eyes were split open.
At this moment, when he saw that nothing could be done, he immediately withdrew without any hesitation. If he had been a step too late, he might have been killed by several great sage-level beings...
Feng Qingyan said it right, he is the overall situation of the world!
Whether it is Confucianism, Mohism, Legalism, etc., everything is focused on him, everything can be sacrificed for him, and everything must make way for him.
Even a great sage-level existence.
Therefore, as soon as the several great sage-level beings in the temple found out about the Wandering King's intentions, they made the most terrifying killing move.
No mercy at all.
At this time, many people rushed towards Feng Qingyan and immediately protected Feng Qingyan layer by layer. Even the person who had scolded Feng Qingyan before was blocked in front of Feng Qingyan.
Opening the road to sanctification is the top priority for all schools and sects.
Everything must make way for it!
"King Patrol, you are seeking death!"
An existence at the level of a great sage shouted angrily at the wandering king who was running away madly, "Does my temple really dare not destroy Ru Youdu? Don't think that only Ru Youdu in the world can guard the evil ghost path..."
"Won't you just capture the King of Rangers without hesitation?"
"The patrolling king shall be punished!"
One by one, they shouted angrily and attacked the Parade King.
This caused many young people on the platform to react before those great sage-level beings were already chasing them thousands of miles away.
Under the terrifying auras, the mighty momentum of the armed and iron horses could not be concealed.
But in an instant, the golden and iron horses that came out from the cloud platform killed the Yin soldiers in the billowing black mist, just like destroying the dead.
"You dare!"
The ghost uncle in the black mist didn't know what was going on, but when he saw the terrifying armed and iron horses coming to kill him, he couldn't help but became furious, "Looking for death!"
But a hundred thousand soldiers can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!
The terrifying murderous aura and the morale that looked down upon death seemed to turn into a huge tiger, and Zhang Tian gulped down the ghost uncle with its bloody mouth.
Those ghost uncles didn't know whether they were afraid of the golden horse, or were afraid of killing the great scholars, or they knew that the wandering king was being chased by several great sages. At this moment, they also stayed for a while, immediately turned around and fled madly...
"Want to leave?"
A great sage came back from the killing with a cold voice, and then killed the ghost uncle.
But in the blink of an eye, the several ghost uncles who fled madly were killed by two or three great sages who came back angrily.
"Ha ha--"
When Feng Qingyan saw this scene, he laughed wildly again.
But in the eyes of everyone, it is not arrogance, but the peerless style of a gentleman...
At this time, everyone's eyes returned to Feng Qingyan again, and back to the holy monument that became more solid.
"Fourth style, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!"
Someone closed their eyes for a moment and immediately sensed the fourth form of the holy art. They couldn't help but look at Feng Qingyan with horror on his face. Although everything in front of him had already shown that the holy art was created by Feng Sanding, but he should confirm it himself.
At that time, I was still shocked and couldn't believe it...
Still shocking.
"The fourth form of the holy technique is indeed as powerful as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles..."
On the cloud platform, many people were shocked and their bodies started to tremble slightly.
"I care about the overall interests of the world. Do you have any opinions?"
Feng Qingyan glanced around coldly and said with arrogance, showing his peerless (arrogant) style.
At this time, the cloud platform fell silent.
Although some people don't want to admit it, they have to admit that he, Feng Qingyan, is the overall situation of the world, and everything must make way for him, even the great sages must sacrifice for him.
Legalists and Mohists all looked at Feng Qingyan with complicated eyes.
"From now on, when Confucian disciples seal Sanding, they will serve the overall situation of the world. Everything must make way for it, and everything must be sacrificed for it." Han Lu, the legalist law, was silent for a while and then said loudly, "Even if I, Han,
The law must also be sacrificed for him! The Sanding gentleman is above all else..."
When the Legalist disciples heard this, their expressions changed drastically.
Does Dalu want to die to apologize?
"Youdu, in order to cut off our path to sainthood, slandered the Sanding gentleman and released evil spirits. His heart is to be punished, and his crime cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!" Han Lu looked around coldly, then looked to the southwest in the direction of Bashu and said: "No
I, Han Lu, will never give up on killing the wandering king!"
"You two are accomplices."
Daren Lord stroked his beard and looked at Mo and Fa with squinted eyes.
"Although we were deceived by Youdu, we can't hide our ignorance." Legalist Dalu took a deep breath, then looked at Feng Qingyan and bowed down: "This is Han Lu's fault, and I hope you, gentleman, will forgive me."
"I hope you, gentleman, will forgive me."
The old man from the Mohist family also bowed down.
But at this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly discovered that the fourth form seemed to be missing something.
How come a man with a golden sword and an iron horse cannot win the title of human king?
Yes, the Iron Horse just now did not have the human king in charge, otherwise the power would be even more terrifying!
King Wu is proud of the past and present!
With one person's power, he can kill all the kings in the world. He is independent in the nine heavens, and the gods cannot block his way. He has been competing with the heavens all his life. He has talents that will amaze the ages. He can kill the gods outside the nine heavens and stand on the nine heavens to let the gods.
Tremble.
What kind of grace would it be if the figure of a king looking down on the world reappeared in the fourth style of the golden sword and iron horse?