In the sky, a golden figure came slowly through the air, exuding a powerful aura from all over his body.
This person was none other than Tianlong Martial Saint. He stared at Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Okay! Very good! You dare to kill people from my Warrior Guild, then you will never be alive again.
"
After saying that, Tianlong Martial Saint blasted out a palm, and the strong energy formed a huge palm in mid-air, grabbing towards Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin.
"Not good!" Wang Feng's face changed drastically. He felt his breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't move. The space around him seemed to be frozen.
The difference in strength was so great that Wang Feng could only watch the giant palm approaching, unable to raise any resistance.
"Tianlong Martial Saint, do you want to be the enemy of our cultivation guild?" Daojun An Lin was also panicked. He roared and controlled the flying sword to shoot towards Tianlong Martial Saint.
However, all this was in vain, Tianlong Martial Saint didn't even look at the flying sword, he just stood there and took a hard blow from the flying sword.
The flying sword was very fast, but it hit the Tianlong Martial Saint's protective shield and could no longer penetrate.
The difference in strength is too big.
Daojun An Lin's heart sank heavily and his face turned extremely ugly.
Wang Feng also looked panicked. This time he got a great opportunity. It was only a matter of time before he surpassed Tianlong Martial Saint. He didn't want to die here.
"Humph, are you the cultivator's guild an enemy? Are we, the warrior guild, afraid?"
Tianlong Martial Saint sneered, and his huge palm, like a giant mountain, moved towards Wang Feng and Daojun Anlin to suppress them.
Seeing that the huge palm was about to catch, Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin were almost in despair. They knew that they were dead this time. After all, water from a distance could not dissolve fire from a distance. No matter what kind of revenge the Cultivation Guild took, they would already be dead.
Already.
"go to hell!"
Tianlong Martial Saint's silver face showed a ferocious smile. Seeing Wang Feng's pale face, he felt very happy.
"Brother, I finally avenge you!" Tianlong Martial Saint had a clear idea, as if the great revenge that troubled him had been avenged. In fact, it was only a matter of time.
In this situation, neither Daojun Anlin nor Wang Feng could escape.
wrong!
Suddenly, a meteor descended from the sky, carrying a blazing brilliance, dragging a long tail, and shot toward Tianlong Martial Saint.
There are no words to describe this scene. Tianlong Martial Saint himself was stunned, staring at the meteors rushing towards him with wide eyes.
No!
It was a flying sword, a white flying sword, emitting a light that was more dazzling than the sun. Before it even approached, the terrifying momentum made Tianlong Martial Saint feel suffocated.
"What is this?" Wang Feng was also startled, and a hint of surprise appeared on his originally desperate face.
"It's the president!"
"The president is here to save us!"
Unlike Wang Feng, Daojun An Lin looked at the white flying sword with excitement on his face and shouted excitedly.
"President? Isn't that Taoist Immortal Duan Ziyang!" Wang Feng took a breath when he heard this, and at the same time his heart was filled with excitement. He knew that he would not die this time.
Sure enough, the next moment, the white flying sword radiated with radiance, scattering the huge palm of Tianlong Martial Saint in one fell swoop, protecting Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin.
At the same time, Tianlong Martial Saint was also overwhelmed by a powerful momentum and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
The Taoist immortal did not kill him, otherwise Tianlong Wusheng would be dead.
However, Tianlong Martial Saint's face was very ugly, almost pitch black, because at this moment he was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and not far in front of him were Wang Feng and An Lin Daojun with proud expressions on their faces.
"Ah..." Tianlong Martial Saint was almost mad. He, the strongest Martial Saint, was lying in front of two little people.
right!
Even Daojun An Lin is just a nobody in front of Tianlong Martial Saint.
What's more, Wang Feng is still his biggest enemy.
But now he is lying in front of his biggest enemy and being ridiculed by his enemy.
Tianlong Martial Saint has never felt such anger before, and he almost fainted from anger.
"Duan Ziyang, is it fun to bully a junior like this?" At this moment, a loud voice resounded throughout the world, and then the Tianlong Martial Saint felt that his body could move, and he immediately flew up, away from Wang Feng and An
Lin Daojun.
Tianlong Martial Saint is not afraid of Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin, but is also afraid of the white flying sword above Wang Feng and Daojun An Lin's heads.
This is Taoist Immortal Duan Ziyang controlling this flying sword from the air.
"Is it the Martial God Luo Tianyu?" Hearing this loud voice, Wang Feng immediately guessed the identity of the person, because only the Martial God Luo Tianyu can compete with the Taoist Immortal Duan Ziyang.
These are two of the strongest people on the planet.
"One of the strongest martial saints is deliberately trying to deal with a Taoist master from our Cultivation Guild... Luo Tianyu, who is bullying this junior?" Suddenly, a vague voice came, which made people feel excited.
Wang Feng immediately knew that this was Taoist Immortal Duan Ziyang.
But neither Duan Ziyang nor Luo Tianyu showed up.
Only the white flying sword above his head exudes eternal light.
Martial Saint Tianlong, Daojun Anlin, and Wang Feng all remained silent. While the Martial God and the Taoist Immortal were having a conversation, none of them dared to speak.
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