In the Oriental Aristocratic Family, in the martial arts performance hall, there was a dull sound of clashing energy and the roar of sword energy. Even with the most advanced soundproofing equipment, it seemed difficult to block the sounds inside.
The huge energy fluctuations coming out of the martial arts hall shook the entire martial arts hall. The two powerful pressures coming out of the martial arts hall made the group of people standing outside the door of the martial arts hall tremble with fear and turn pale.
Suddenly, two extremely powerful sword energy surged out of the martial arts hall like a sleeping dragon awakening, and a series of dense sword blade collision sounds continued to be heard.
"Ouch! Those two people inside must not tear down my martial arts performance hall!" Outside the closed door of the martial arts performance hall, Dongfang Zhentian prayed in his heart with a look of pain on his face.
"Brother Dongfang, look at you, don't you still feel sorry for your performance in this martial arts hall?" A middle-aged man with a fair face, fat head and big ears said with a smile.
This middle-aged man not only has a fat head and big ears, but also has a smooth head without a single hair, and his shiny head can make him look like a human figure.
This person is none other than Xiao Maitreya of the Murong family, the fifth younger brother of the head of the Murong family, the fat fifth master
"Haha! Yes, if two peerless warriors are willing to visit me, I will be willing to let them demolish even ten martial arts halls." Deng Hongtu, the head of the Deng family, also said with a smile.
Outside the martial arts performance hall, there were actually senior figures from the three ancient martial arts families standing.
They all focused their attention on the door of the martial arts hall, but it was a pity that they could not know what was going on inside, which made them feel itchy.
The increasingly intensive sounds of fighting and the increasingly intense collision of energy inside all indicate that the competition inside is becoming more and more intense.
Competitions between unparalleled warriors in the realm of true martial arts are absolutely rare. For these ancient martial arts masters, they are definitely fatally attractive.
"Stop talking sarcastically, my martial arts performance hall can't be damaged even by innate masters fighting with all their strength. Its cost is so high that you can't imagine," Dongfang Zhentian said proudly
"Innate warriors can't damage it?" When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised. It is indeed rare to see a martial arts performance hall that cannot be damaged by innate warriors.
But the two people competing inside are unparalleled warriors in the true martial realm who are many times stronger than the innate warriors. The destructive power of the unparalleled warriors is unimaginable.
"Brother Dongfang, your losses seem to be quite big this time!" Fat Fifth Master said sarcastically, "But it's worth it!"
"Haha...!" Everyone outside the martial arts hall laughed.
Even if this martial arts performance hall was destroyed, it would have been destroyed in the hands of two peerless warriors. Well! It was really worth it.
"Haha... Sure enough, the rear lang of the Yangtze River pushed the front lang. The front lang was slapped on the beach. I couldn't accept it. I really can't do it!" About half an hour later, the sound of fighting in the martial arts hall finally stopped, and there was a sound coming from inside.
burst into hearty laughter
The voice was old, with an aura of vicissitudes of life. Obviously, the one laughing in the martial arts hall was an old man.
"Old man, you've given me a reward."
While talking, the door of the martial arts hall opened, and a handsome young man and an old man walked out. They were Nangong Chu and Old Man Wu.
For more than half a month, Nangong Chu and Old Man Wu exchanged martial arts experiences and talked about ancient and modern anecdotes. Sometimes they came to the martial arts performance hall of the Oriental Family to fight in the northern ancient martial arts world. It seemed that
It has not had any impact on the southern ancient martial arts community at all.
Both of them are warriors in the realm of true martial arts. With every move they make, they can bring about the power of the world. If the two of them fight, even the martial arts performance hall in Dongfang Zhentian will be destroyed in an instant.
A hands-on sparring session does not require an all-out effort. Even so, the entire sturdy martial arts hall was shaken by the power that the two men inadvertently unleashed.
"Haha! Brother Nangong, you have finally finished competing with the seniors." Dongfang Zhentian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and went up to him.
"Huh? Why are there so many people here?" Nangong Chu was fully focused on discussing with Old Man Wu, but he didn't realize that there were more than a dozen ancient martial arts experts standing outside.
"I've met these two seniors!" When those people saw Nangong Chu and Old Man Wu coming out of the martial arts hall, they didn't dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward to salute respectfully.
If we could establish friendship with two invincible warriors, the benefits to their respective families would be unimaginable. At the very least, it would also have a deterrent effect on other forces.
In the world of ancient martial arts, those who master come first. Although Nangong Chu is young, he can still afford these "seniors". This claim calls for
"The old man is used to being quiet and doesn't like to socialize the most! Boy, I'm leaving first." When Old Man Wu saw a group of people surrounding him, his brows immediately furrowed. After telling Nangong Chu, he swayed and moved from where he was in an instant.
Disappeared
"Hiss!" These ancient martial arts masters couldn't help but gasped when they saw this. He didn't see clearly how Old Man Wu walked or which direction he walked in.
"What an amazing speed!" Everyone marveled.
"Damn, this old guy runs really fast!" Nangong Chu couldn't help but despise Old Man Wu in his heart. If Old Man Wu ran away, Dongfang Zhentian's face would not look good if he left again.
"Hey!" Nangong Chu sighed helplessly, then forced a smile and socialized with these high-class people. After that, everyone moved to the front hall of the Dongfang Family, held a banquet, and endlessly teased Nangong Chu.
To cater to
After drinking for three rounds, a disciple of the Dongfang Family came in to report that someone from the Long Group came to visit Dongfang Haoyu and Dongfang Yuan quickly went out to welcome the visitors from the Long Group.
"Chu Qinghou, Ling Xiaoyun?"
It is another person who is familiar to everyone but not recognized by Nangong Chu. He comes to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. These two people must be here for the two invincible warriors.
Old Man Wu was so prophetic! Nangong Chu couldn’t help but admire Old Man Wu’s foresight and found an excuse to run away, leaving him to entertain these people.
However, when Dongfang Zhiqing and Long Ziyan appeared, Nangong Chu finally got out of the way and rushed out of the Dongfang Family as if he was running away.
However, not long after Nangong Chu left the Dongfang Family as if he was on the run, a series of cell phone ringtones rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Ye Feng's cell phone number.
"What do you want from me?" Nangong Chu stopped on the side of the road.
"Master, Anna is here. She wants to see you." Ye Feng's voice was a little anxious.
"You kid, you've been with me for so long, why are you still so restless?" Nangong Chu scolded.
"Something happened in the West, and the Field family is finished!" Ye Feng said in a trembling voice, unable to conceal his inner nervousness and panic.
"Wha... what?" Nangong Chu was shocked when he heard this, "You said the Field family is finished? What the hell is going on? Who can destroy the Field family!"
Nangong Chu really couldn't believe it. The patriarch of the Field family was extremely close to a prince-level strong man in the blood race. And there were only so many masters in the West. Who could destroy the Field family?
Absolutely impossible!
"Master, come back quickly!" Ye Feng said anxiously on the other end of the phone
"Got it!" Nangong Chu hung up the phone with a cold face. After all, the Field family had helped him a lot during the three years he fled to the West, and Anna was his woman. Nangong Chu couldn't care less about this matter.
Got it
"Huh!" Nangong Chu disappeared out of thin air and headed towards the Bund with extreme speed. There was a mansion he had recently moved into.
It's broad daylight in the east, and it's night in the west
When Nangong Chu went to see Anna, in the starry west, in a certain city or street, there were powerful spiritual energy fluctuations and a terrifying and evil atmosphere.
An old man holding a staff is on the run, while a devil-like man is chasing the old man in front of him.
"Dear father, you'd better surrender obediently!" The evil words cut through the silent night sky and spread far away.
The old man holding the staff is the soul of the Holy See, Alexander, the most powerful man in the West, and the person who is chasing him is his son, Marcus, the ancestor of the blood race.
Marcus broke up with Alexander for the sake of Alexander's other son, William, the ancestor of the werewolves.
"Huh!" Alexander flew through the void and landed on the street. At this time, it was two or three o'clock in the morning in the west, and the street was empty.
"Haha! Father, do you agree with my suggestion?" Marcus spread his bat wings, stopped in front of Alexander, and looked at Alexander with a sneer.
It turns out that since Alexander escaped in front of Marcus, Marcus found him again tonight. During this time, Marcus not only integrated the vampires, but also conquered the werewolves. With powerful force, he unified the
western dark world
He is now the veritable Lord of the Dark World in the West
In the past few years, the Holy See, which was in the limelight, has been taken over by Marcus. Marcus's prestige has reached an unprecedented height in the dark world of the West.
"You want me to surrender? That's impossible." As he spoke, Alexander waved the staff in his hand, and more than a dozen cars parked on both sides of the street immediately flew up, and then smashed towards Marcus.
The superpower, the art of controlling objects! was displayed in Alexander's hand, and the power was astonishing. More than a dozen cars came so fast, and they suddenly hit Marcus in front of him. Marcus could already feel the impact of the car.
That strong wind that blew up
Marcus punched out, and strange blood immediately appeared on his fist, and then surged forward.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
The dozens of cars that were smashing towards him were immediately exploded by a punch, flames rose into the sky, and every car exploded into a ball of fire.
"Fireball!" Alexander pointed his staff forward, and the dozens of fireballs in the air that had not yet been thrown down shouted "Canopy!", the fire increased greatly, and at the same time they hit Marcus overwhelmingly.