Chapter seven hundred and seventy-one South forging holy hand, forging Tianfeng!
"What did I see? Am I crazy, or is the world crazy?"
Everyone went crazy, especially the disciples of Jian Zong Talin, who almost screamed.
The eldest brother of their sect killed three great sages with one sword!
And they all come from overlord-level forces!
This is a hearty and refreshing feeling!
To make you feel superior?
Let you decide life and death at will?
Those who regarded Ye Guchen as fish, whether it was Song Yuyao or Li Xun, they were all dead.
"Senior Brother Ye, you can really create miracles!"
Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi and others were also shocked and felt as if their blood was on fire.
Ye Guchen really wanted to go against fate!
"Ye Guchen..." Yan Wushuang was shocked and sighed in her heart.
But there is no doubt that Ye Guchen has become an indelible mark in her mind.
However, she also felt sad because compared to Su Jianshi, her contribution to Ye Guchen was really insignificant.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Dongfang Xuri's face turned purple and he cursed three times in a row.
Although they are members of the Eastern aristocratic family, they are only branches, and there are not many Tiangong sages.
But now, two people died at once.
Dongfang Rising Sun was going crazy, his eyes were red.
"Brother Xuri, what should I do?" Dongfang Ziyun also looked panicked.
She wanted to use Ye Guchen as a scapegoat, but she never expected that Ye Guchen would still hide such a trick.
"Damn it, it's all you bitch. If you hadn't instigated me, why would I have come here? How could the two elders have fallen like this!"
Dongfang Xuri couldn't help it and slapped Dongfang Ziyun hard on the face.
Dongfang Ziyun was thrown away violently, and her beautiful cheeks were swollen and turned purple.
She gritted her teeth and was furious, but she didn't dare to show it.
However, at this moment, Deacon Zheng Gu, who had fled far away, came back again.
"What about the little evil beast?" Feeling the strange and obscure glances around him, Zheng Gu's face became even more ugly.
As a deacon of Xingyu Jiange, he was scared away by a low-level dynasty genius who was at the crossroads of life and death. If this news spread, Zheng Gu would probably lose his face.
But just now, Zheng Gu was really scared. After all, even Li Xun, who was higher in cultivation than him, was killed with one sword.
But when he thought about it carefully, Zheng Gu discovered.
Ye Guchen couldn't use that kind of power continuously, let alone use it at will.
Otherwise, Ye Guchen could have taken action directly from the beginning.
Thinking of this, Zheng Gu turned around.
"Deacon Zheng Gu, Ye Guchen's group has escaped and I don't know where they went." Zhou Heng also figured it out, with a cold expression on his face.
"It doesn't matter, they can't escape far, I'll notify the elder Xing Gu in the pavilion to come." Zheng Gu looked grim and gritted his teeth.
If Ye Guchen is not killed, where will Xingyu Jiange's face be?
"Are you going to alarm Elder Xinggu?" Zhou Heng's expression changed.
Elder Xinggu is a powerful pseudo-sage.
In all major overlord-level forces, saints are almost unconcerned with worldly affairs and concentrate on cultivating in secret, or traveling around in search of opportunities to advance to a higher level.
Therefore, generally within the sect, those who preside over the overall situation are mostly powerful pseudo-sages.
Zhou Heng never imagined that killing Ye Guchen would alert Elder Xinggu to come.
"What do you know? That girl is probably a remnant of the Su family, and that golden ancient sword is probably the Human Emperor Sword that the Heavenly God Sword Sect has been looking for!" Zheng Gu said angrily.
When the Su family collapsed, it was a shocking event that shook the Southern Sky Territory. Naturally, the deacons of Xingyu Sword Pavilion like him had heard about it.
He didn't recognize it at first, but now he figured it out.
"That's it." Zhou Heng's mind changed and he thought of the dead Song Yuyao again.
"Inform Gu Shaoyang of this news, I'm afraid he will be angry to death." Zhou Heng smiled coldly in his heart.
Although Song Yuyao's death made him feel regretful, Song Yuyao was not his woman after all.
On the contrary, Gu Shaoyang would definitely be furious because of this.
Thinking of this, Zhou Heng picked up the jade communication slip.
On the other side, Dongfang Xuri also had a cold expression on his face and decided to notify the family heads of the side clan to come.
Even from the Tianxing Dynasty, Prince Xinghong asked: "Grandpa Huang, are you free? Let him come too. With Grandpa Huang's power as a pseudo-sage, this Ye Guchen will definitely die!"
"Are you going to alarm the Supreme Emperor?" Even the two venerables of the Tianxing Dynasty were also surprised.
"We must get rid of this Ye Guchen, otherwise there will be a big disaster in the future." No matter how unwilling Prince Xinghong was, he had to admit that he was indeed afraid of Ye Guchen growing up.
Ye Guchen is a being who dares to fight even the overlord-level forces. If the Tianxing Dynasty provokes such a powerful enemy, it can only eradicate it.
"Furthermore, I have also obtained two ancient sword tokens. Coupled with the changes in the Tianhuang Plain, there may really be a famous ancient sword appearing in the world. It will be safer to let the emperor come." Prince Xinghong said.
What happened today has alarmed all forces.
Xingyu Jiange, the branch of the Dongfang Family, and the Tianxing Dynasty all notified the powerful members of each family.
For a time, everyone felt that this small Shengyuan Dynasty would become a place where storms were about to come.
Within the next few days.
What happened in the Forbidden Mountain spread throughout the entire dynasty almost at the speed of a plague, and even caused a small sensation in the Southern Sky Territory.
After all, there is someone who dares to challenge the majesty of the overlord-level force, and he is also the proud genius of a low-level dynasty, which adds a touch of legend to the matter.
Everyone knows that next, Ye Guchen will completely bear the wrath of the overlord-level forces.
No one can save him!
The news that broke out together with this, as well as the death energy that broke out in the Eternal Demonic City in the Tianhuang Plain, has eroded half of the dynasty and turned a large area of land into a demonic land on earth.
Countless mortals, even low-level warriors, were drawn into the death energy and corroded.
For a time, the entire Shengyuan Dynasty seemed to be boiling and became the center of the eye of the storm.
Shengyuan Dynasty, imperial capital.
Today's imperial capital is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. After Situ Hongxue bloodbathed the palace and the Yuan Lord and others fell, the entire imperial capital fell into chaos and hustle and bustle.
In front of a tavern in the imperial capital.
A sharp shout sounded.
"You damn old man, you never give me money for drinking, you only pay on credit, get out of here!"
A waiter kicked a dirty old man out.
"What is credit? Old man, didn't I use this hammer to pay off the debt?" the old drunkard shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Get out, get out with your broken hammer!"
A hammer was thrown out and hit the old drunkard on the head.
"Ouch!" The old drunkard fell to the ground and touched his head.
Instead, he put away the hammer, stood up like a normal person, and dusted himself off.
His dim drunken eyes glanced in a certain direction.
That direction is the direction of the Forbidden Mountain.
"My half-cheap apprentice can really cause trouble. Even the Xingyu sword pavilion and the Dongfang family dare to kill people, but don't die. The old man still wants you to help me fulfill my wish."
"After being silent for so long, I wonder how many people in the Southern Sky Territory are willing to sell me the Southern Forging Holy Hand and the Forging Tian Feng for a face. The old man can help you. He only has this old face..."
The old drunkard... no, should be called Tuo Tianfeng, shook his head and laughed, staggered away with the remaining half-gourd of wine in his arms.
No one in the Shengyuan Dynasty knew that this drunk and desolate old man...
He was the eighth-grade foundry master who was once as famous as Beiyan Weapon Emperor Xiao Gongshu.