Zhao Qingping took a deep look at Chang Ziqiu and engraved his appearance and expression in his heart. He gritted his teeth and turned around, retreating to the warship of Tianfu Villa. He lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, feeling ashamed.
"who is he?"
Many forces began to inquire about Chang Ziqiu's origins and developed a strong interest in him.
In this battle, Chang Ziqiu defeated the enemy with ten moves. For the imperial state, he did not dare to underestimate Beihuang, and he also made himself famous.
"This guy's strength is definitely at the forefront of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness."
Chen Qingyuan kept looking at Chang Ziqiu in the starry sky and said seriously.
"This person definitely has a lot of hidden cards, which are unfathomable."
Wu Junyan rarely praised someone so much.
Originally, in Wu Junyan's eyes, among his peers in Beihuang, only Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan were more mysterious and unpredictable. Now it seems that there is another Chang Ziqiu.
"He is very strong, I guess he is no match for him."
The strength shown by Chang Ziqiu alone has made many fellow monks feel troublesome. Changsun Qian is very self-aware and talks to herself.
Tianfu Villa has lost its face, so naturally it wants to get it back.
With Zhao Qingping's lessons learned, Tianfu Villa did not dare to underestimate the monks from other states and sent out true disciples who could rank among the top five younger generations in the sect.
This man is dressed in a jade robe, well-dressed, handsome and handsome.
"Wu Fengshan, it is said that he received a drop of phoenix blood essence when he was young, and refined the blood essence, giving him extraordinary talents."
The younger generation from various forces in the empire exchanged news and talked with great interest.
"There's something good to watch."
Most people have the mentality of watching the fun, and ignore the matter as it has nothing to do with them.
"If Tianfu Villa still loses, we will lose face."
The thirty-six sects in the nine regions of the empire have more or less friction with each other, and many forces are waiting to see the joke of Tianfu Villa.
Under the vast starry sky, all the heroes from all over the world gather here. It is destined that this era will definitely not be peaceful.
Wu Fengshan and Chang Ziqiu were facing each other, without saying a word and looking at each other in silence.
The confrontation in the eyes is enough to burn half a stick of incense.
Suddenly, the Mo Dao held by Chang Ziqiu in his left hand trembled.
Both sides took action at the same time, Mo Dao was unsheathed again, and the dazzling light of the sword made many people squint their eyes.
Wu Fengshan thought, and hundreds of silver needles appeared from his back.
Each silver needle is about one foot long, extremely sharp, emitting a biting cold light, and has the flow of ancient laws on it.
call out!
With a slight wave of his right hand, hundreds of silver needles immediately attacked Chang Ziqiu.
Some of the silver needles blocked Chang Ziqiu's sword power, while the remaining silver needles attacked from different directions.
In an instant, Chang Ziqiu smelled a dangerous smell, his pupils shrank, and he switched from offense to defense as quickly as possible.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..."
Chang Ziqiu was extremely fast, holding Mo Dao in front of him, forming an extremely hard sword barrier, allowing all the silver needles to pierce the sword barrier without any damage.
"go!"
Wu Fengshan used a new Taoist technique, and drew a circle in the void in front of him with his right index finger.
Immediately, the circle turned into a Yin-Yang Dao diagram, containing a trace of extremely profound laws.
The Yin and Yang Dao diagram continued to grow in size, spreading to a diameter of ten miles.
The next moment, the Yin Yang Dao Diagram appeared above Chang Ziqiu's head and quickly fell down.
"boom!"
Chang Ziqiu's body suddenly dropped, his body was under tremendous pressure, and his facial expression was slightly ferocious.
"open!"
This was a strong opponent, which made Chang Ziqiu's blood boil. He raised the Mo Dao in his hand and slashed at the Yin Yang Dao Diagram in the sky.