The woman in white clothes stood at the entrance of the street. She was very graceful, her clothes were fluttering, and she looked like a banished fairy. Her eyes, which were originally full of years and vicissitudes, now showed a look of surprise.
Because the people on this street were disappearing at a crazy speed. There was not a single person left in the whole street. It seemed that they were frightened away by someone, which made the fairy in white very surprised.
Dao Ling is very weak in her eyes, does he have this ability?
However, all this happened because a young man appeared on this street. The young man's face, which was originally full of smiles, was shocked by this scene and had black lines on his face, and his face almost collapsed.
The corners of Dao Ling's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He didn't expect that when he stood here, he scared everyone away. When did he become so powerful?
"Tao actually entered the city in a big way without any cover-up. Could it be that he forgot to change his appearance!"
"The Demon King shouldn't be so careless. Does he have any intentions?"
"I don't know. The Demon King is too courageous. He made such a big fuss in Tianyong City, and yet he dares to come to Qingzhou without fear of being killed."
The entire Qingzhou City was shaken, because the arrival of a person made all the major families nervous. The clan leaders came out in person, staring at attention, not knowing what the Demon King of Xuanyu was going to do.
They have nothing to fear. Dao is not a murderer. Instead, he has saved many people who have nothing to do with him. Although he is known as the Demon King, his actions are natural and many people applaud him privately.
They were just very surprised, because the Demon King of the Xuan Realm was the enemy of the whole world, but he actually dared to appear so arrogantly?
This news spread crazily to other major states, causing huge waves for a while. The Tuoba Family, Martial Palace, Taikoo Sacred Mountain, Dayan Holy Land, Tianjian Holy Land, etc. all moved, holding the power in their hands.
A huge amount of big shots are rushing towards Qingzhou City.
Everyone in Wu Dian was excited, because Wu Dian had been prepared for a long time and was waiting for Tao to come in in Qingzhou City!
Every move that Dao Ling makes now attracts the attention of people in Xuanyu. When the major families saw the young man walking towards Star Academy, they were all frightened.
"Tao, there are people from the Martial Arts Hall around the academy. You should leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"
An old man spoke, kindly persuading Dao to leave here quickly. Xuan Yu had many supporters of Dao.
"Thank you very much. I will just walk around and not go to Xingchen College." Dao Ling glanced at the old man and walked towards Xingchen College without stopping.
The old man was stunned and a little stupid. What the hell did this kid do to jump into the trap?
But when he looked at the fairy-like woman next to the young man, the old immortal who had lived for hundreds of years was stunned. After a while, he came back to his mind and murmured to himself: "Fairy, I just seemed to
Saw a fairy."
He took a few quick glances, but there was no trace of her. The old man said stupidly: "Why can't I remember her appearance? Could it be that my eyesight is dazzled?"
The entire people in Qingzhou City were shocked. This young man just said he was going for a stroll, but he ended up wandering to Xingchen College.
"What did you say? That little beast is in Qingzhou City!"
Xingchen College still didn't know that Dao Ling had entered Qingzhou City, but there was no calm at the door. Five people suddenly jumped out, and the leader, a middle-aged man, reported.
In the void, an old man suddenly appeared. This old man's age was terrible. He had deep wrinkles on his face and dry skin. He was very old. He didn't know how many years he had lived.
This is definitely an old monster. He has been guarding Xingchen Academy for several months, just waiting for news about Tao.
"Yes, Third Elder, this little beast has arrived in Qingzhou City!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a cold look. His aura was very powerful. He was a half-step king, and he was very likely to step into the city soon.
Kingly level!
Wu Wangjian's eyes shone brightly, and there was a faint murderous aura that could not be suppressed. It was sharp and frightening, and the divine light exploded when it opened and closed, tearing the void.
"This little beast really dares to come here, good!" Wu Wangjian stood up. Although his body was old, his aura was very terrifying. He was Wu Wangjian, the master of Wu Wanggong!
King Wu Jian is the third elder of Wu Palace, with a high position. He has been in seclusion these days. If King Wu hadn't been severely injured, he would not have come out. This time, he was not only working for King Wu, but also for Dao!
In the academy's killing array, the expressions of several academy disciples suddenly changed. One person trembled: "They seem to be saying that the senior brother has come to Qingzhou City?"
"The trouble is big. Senior brother must not know that people from the Martial Palace are blocked here. Go and tell the elders!" The three disciples were frightened. Outside was an old king who had been famous for a long time, the third elder of the Martial Palace. His
The background was so terrible that it frightened them.
At this time, a young man in white clothes walked out of the college, and behind him, a fairy-like woman in white clothes was patrolling around, stopping and watching. She spoke very little, and there was an aura of time in her eyes.
"It's here!" When the middle-aged man saw the young man, his expression instantly turned ferocious, and he said sternly: "Okay, what a coincidence. I have been waiting for almost half a year, and finally you are here!"
"Who are you? Why are you blocking the entrance of our college?" Dao Ling touched his nose and asked.
"Hahaha!" The people in Wudian were laughing, and the middle-aged man said with a ferocious smile: "What do you think we are doing here? I have been waiting for you for almost half a year, so please let me wait for a while!"
"I don't know you, why are you waiting for me?" Dao Ling asked in surprise: "Are you sick?"
"It's enough for me to know you. You don't need to know me!" The middle-aged man was grinning. He stepped forward and stared at Dao Ling, as if he was looking at a dead man. He asked, "I heard you were injured. I don't know if your injury is good."
Is it done yet?”
"If I get hurt, will I get hurt?" Dao Ling was furious and scolded: "Can that bastard from King Wu hurt me? Didn't you see me standing here properly? Can you speak human language!"
"You, you kid are looking for death!" The middle-aged man was extremely angry and roared: "You are tired of living, how dare you yell at me!"
"You bastard, you dare to insult Lord Wu, you are such a villain. I think your life is over!"
"You still don't know whether to live or die. I think there's something wrong with your brain. Do you know what's going on?"
The people in the Wu Palace were furious, even King Wu Jian's eyes stood up, and he smiled coldly: "You are really arrogant, but you don't know how much arrogance costs!"
"What's going on?" Dao Ling asked in astonishment: "You clowns, why are you trying to block my way?"
"You bastard, you're seeking death!" The middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore and felt that his tone was too arrogant. He couldn't help shouting: "You have to accept your death, today is your day of death!"
A half-step king struck out with all his strength. His whole body was filled with aura, and his entire arms were growing in size. Especially his fist was like a boulder. The explosion shook the world and made a loud noise.
"Martial King Fist!" the middle-aged man roared. This punch was pressed horizontally, like a huge mountain coming across, and there was a heavy loud noise in the void. Just push it forward, and the twisted area began to shake violently.
.
The fist wind rushed over and rolled up the black people in Daoling. There was a big storm here. The force of the fist wind alone could collapse a mountain.
"Punch me!" The middle-aged man was full of confidence. He didn't believe that this young man could fight him, nor did he believe that the other boy was capable of defeating the Half-Step King.
"Who do you think you are? You are worthy of sparring with me. Get out of here!"
Dao Ling suddenly pulled out the broken sword. The pressure might have exploded in an instant, causing the entire street to tremble.
The wind of fists in the sky was crushed by the broken sword and hit the middle-aged man's fist. This scene made his eyes split open and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He said angrily: "You are so shameless!"
Everyone knows that this is a mutilated holy weapon, who dares to take over it forcefully?
The middle-aged man's body exploded back, but how could he let him run away? He crossed over in an instant, extremely fast, the golden afterimage appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and the broken sword suddenly hit his shoulder.
"Ah!" the middle-aged man howled miserably, his shoulders were cracked, his bones were gushing out, and his legs were kneeling on the ground, trembling.
"Not good!" Several young men nearby were shocked and furious, and instantly used their deadly weapons to hit Dao Ling's head.
"Everyone, get out of here!"
Dao Ling roared, his head was full of black hair, and he was dancing wildly. The broken sword in his hand suddenly swept away, and the sacred artifact was crushed. At the same time, he struck forward with a palm, shocking them all.
go out.
"Ah!" The middle-aged man was still howling miserably, because the broken sword fell on his shoulder again, causing him to vomit blood and tremble.
"Tao, if you really live up to your reputation, it seems that my disciple's loss to you is not unjust!"
Wu Wangjian had been silent, and now he spoke. The old voice contained a terrifying majesty, and it exploded here.
"Who are you, this old immortal!" Dao Ling looked at him sideways and asked, "You have a very loud tone!"
"You bastard, you are looking for death. This is the arrow of the Third Elder of my Martial Palace, King Wu!" The middle-aged man roared to the sky.
"How dare you, a prisoner like you, yell. You have no consciousness at all. You are really looking for death!" Dao Ling's eyes darkened, and the force of the broken sword in his hand became even stronger, causing the middle-aged man's body to split into pieces.
A shrill howl.
Wu Wangjian's eyes were cold. He felt that this Tao was too arrogant, and he also felt that his body was really amazing. Although the sword was heavy, it was impossible to crush a Half-Step King.
But this young man just used some kind of secret power and was able to suppress a Half-Step King like this.
"So you are the master of King Wu's work. This kid is not dead yet. If you want him, just come out with a thousand kilograms of the best source."
Daoling Lion opened his mouth, making King Wu Jian laugh out loud: "Well, you, junior, really have no scruples. I don't understand how you survived until now. Today I am here to take your life, not to kill you."