All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 539 The Ultimate Battle ([-])

Huishan.

Daxueping.

A secret room.

With the last primordial spirit returning to the body, an unprecedented transformation is going on.

Whoa! !

The strong wind is approaching, the air flows like a tide, and an unparalleled vortex is blown in the room, absorbing all the power of the world, like a black hole.

And the center of this vortex was Yu Liancheng.

His eyes were closed, and his black hair rose upwards like a waterfall.The air all over his body became more and more unpredictable, his lips parted slightly, and he murmured softly.

"I am a terrestrial celestial being."

Boom! !
The next moment, the vortex exploded loudly, turning into a surging, vast and powerful air machine, impacting around the secret room.In an instant, this secret room, which had been built with countless financial resources and manpower, began to distort and become dusty.Amidst the bang bang, the bricks and tiles were turned into countless powders, and the huge vibration sound was transmitted far away.

The buildings on Guniu Dagang are magnificent.

But as the vibration became louder and louder, it resounded through the sky.The whole Guniu Mountain seemed to be shaking, like a huge boat drifting on the sea, trembling endlessly.The servant girls on Mount Hui panicked, thinking that there was an earthquake, and ran into the yard screaming.Some disciples or elders with profound martial arts felt something in their hearts, so they raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

Immediately shocked beyond words.

But I saw thousands of purple qi descending from the high dome, covering the sky, full of mysterious and unpredictable brilliance, stunning and mighty, sweeping towards the direction of Daxueping.

The vision of heaven and earth, the law of heaven and earth.

On the Daxueping, another astonishing change took place.

Boom! !

Amidst loud noises, the buildings collapsed completely.

The wind whistled, and the energy surged wildly.Countless pieces of rubble swept up into the sky, and then turned into dust all over the sky.

Vaguely, one could see a figure appearing in the air current, standing out of nowhere, dressed in black like night, standing like a god and demon, exuding an aura that surpassed the mundane world and everything in the world.

Thousands of purple qi are blowing down.

into that person's body.

The figure's eyes suddenly opened.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded in the void, piercing the sky, emitting an unparalleled dazzling light, and the sky and the earth reflected were pale.But compared with this person, it will not give people a thrilling feeling.

Because this lightning bolt was born from his eyes.

He is not even more amazing than Sky Lightning.

The next moment, the black figure waved his hand casually, as if brushing away an inconspicuous dust.

As a result, the strong wind dissipated, the purple energy disappeared, and all kinds of visions between the heaven and the earth disappeared and returned to their original state.

If it weren't for the collapsed buildings, some people might think that everything before was just an illusion.

"Finally reached this level."

Yu Liancheng muttered to himself.

At this time, he was standing tens of feet high in the sky, his clothes fluttering like a fairy.

After several days of fugue, comprehending the world, finding another opportunity, and with the help of countless luck, he finally reached the highest level in this world.

Earth fairy.

Or terrestrial beings.

He quietly comprehended the surging energy in his body, which could hit the sky at any time and change the situation.It seems that as long as you open your palm, you can cover the whole world and contain everything.

At the same time, Yu Liancheng faintly sensed an unfathomable and majestic pressure from this world.

He felt a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Liancheng understood the reason.

The realm of land immortals is the limit that this world can bear.

If you want to go further, you have to enter the gate of heaven and ascend to the fairy world.

And he reached the apex of the three realms of Vajra, Zhixuan, and Celestial Phenomena, and achieved an unprecedented terrestrial celestial being.

Regardless of cultivation level or combat power, not to mention this world, even in the Tianmen, they can laugh proudly among the immortals and stand on top of the peak.

More importantly, Murong Tonghuang has the martial arts cultivation of the other world, which is even better than that of the celestial beings on land.

The superposition of the two made him reach an unprecedented height in this world.Even if it was Lu Zu 800 years ago, I am afraid that even if Lu Zu came to the world, he would be willing to bow down.

"However, the power of this body can be fed back to the body at any time. As long as I want to, I can maintain the level of ordinary land heavenly beings, and I don't have to worry about being expelled by the will of heaven and earth. As for now..." Yu Liancheng turned his eyes and looked In the direction of Hutou City, there was a slight fighting intent between his brows: "Let me have a good fight before we talk about it."

next moment.

He headed towards Hutou City with a detached attitude.

His speed is unparalleled, and his speed is indescribable.

Due to the slight release of Qi, the sky and the earth rumbled, and the smoke and dust flew up, like a dragon passing through the territory, but the dragon saw its head but could not see its end, and no one could catch the dragon's figure.

Now, he was going to see what kind of means Bei Mang had prepared to deal with him.

Hey, don't be so boring.

……

Tiger Head City.

On the top of the city there is a king's flag with the word Xu, fluttering in the wind.

Longyaner Plain, a large flag in the center of the Beimang camp, is also fluttering in the wind.

Under the banner, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Bei Mang was riding a bloody horse, wearing gorgeous golden armor, looking towards the Longyaner Plain, with a faint look of fear in his eyes, but in a blink of an eye, he was full of satisfaction and smiling all over his face.

Reckless, the Second World War is imminent.

The mere Hutou City, under the 40 Beimang army, had no choice but to fall.

A mere Grandmaster of the Central Plains, apart from being trampled into flesh like the Sword Emperor of Xishu back then, there is no other result.

As for that man...

The fear in the eyes of Prince Beimang returned.

But soon the fear was driven away.

There was even a hideous smile.

Under the big formation, ninety-nine 81 real immortals.

Let's see if you, Emperor Murong Tong, are still dead!

Under the king's flag at the top of the city, there is a drum ring that is higher than the horse-riding path at the top of the city.

A slender young man in white clothes climbed up the stairs. He stood in front of a big drum, seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally took a deep breath and picked up the drumstick.

"Second Sister, I originally picked that burden." The white-clothed man said nothing, "You were the strictest when you were young, but you always spoil me every time. This time, let me share some of your worries. "

The man in white wears a Beiliang knife on his waist.

The appearance is extremely handsome.

Xu family Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the horse-riding road. The woman in the python robe was slowly walking towards the middle of the city head, towards the top of the city gate where the plaque was hung.

She was wearing a feudal king's python robe from the Lingzhou Golden Hazel Manufacturing Bureau, shining brightly under the sunlight.An ordinary face also became solemn and majestic because of the blessing of authority.

The pace of the female vassal king is not fast.

Every step is heavy and steady.

It seems to be carrying a heavy burden on the shoulders of the female vassal king.

But even so, she will never stop for a moment before reaching her goal.

Even though the female vassal king sensed Xu Fengnian's gaze, she didn't look back and kept walking.

Soon, the female vassal king stood still, looking at the Longan'er Plain, and at the dark Beimang barracks.

Her gaze seemed to clash with Prince Beimang's in the air for a moment.

No one flinched.

Oh oh oh!
With the wave of the arm of the Beiman prince in golden armor, desolate, tragic but powerful horns sounded from the army of Beimang, and the siege battle began.

Boom! !

The dark Beimang infantry took the lead in moving forward, like locusts crossing the border, and like a wave of black ants.

As the war started, waves of intense fighting intent flooded the world, which was silent and palpitating.

Looking from the top of the city, among the dense swarms of locusts, there are two or three thousand large and small projection vehicles. Under the supervision of the military inspectors of the Southern Dynasty, they are arrayed in an arc with Hutou City as the center.Before Beiliang used up the boulder reserves of the two peaks, Hutou City would be attacked by boulders like rain.

The Beimang army is advancing in an orderly manner.

Prince Beimang suddenly raised his eyebrows, and he stepped down from the side of the steed horse, and suddenly appeared a stocky and dull man, without armor or sword, only a cloth bag was tied around his waist .

Although the pouch was not opened, Prince Beiman knew that there was a broken spear tip hidden in the pouch.

"Grandmaster Deng, why did you show up so soon?"

Master Deng.

Broken Spear Deng Mao.

At a time when the martial arts masters in Beiliang are in disarray, and the power of the Jianghu is approaching, this is one of the few martial arts masters. Apart from Tuoba Bodhisattva and Zhongliang and other very few military masters, this person seems to be the only one who can support him. The big picture.

Compared with the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, the northern mang rivers and lakes are too lonely and boring.

Facing Prince Beimang's question, Broken Spear Deng Mao just looked in the direction of Hutou City and said flatly, "They are here."

On Tiger Head City.

Xu Fengnian beat the drums.

Just like the woman in white on the West Wall back then.

With the beating of the drum, one after another was like shooting stars, falling on the Hutou City one after another, standing on the same front as the female vassal king, facing north.

Located closest to the left of the female vassal queen, there is a person that no one expected, the king of Shu, the soldier in white, Chen Zhibao.

With a swirl of the plum wine in his hand, it turned from green to purple, and a sharp gun intent shot out.The strong wind blew on his face, giving this soldier saint who was famous for defeating Ye Baikui more of a gun fairy.

"This battle in Beiliang is not the king of Shu, but Chen Zhibao of Beiliang."

Not Xu.

It can be called "Zhibao".

The female feudal queen smiled and said nothing.

On the left side of Xu Weixiong is the swordsman of the Central Plains, the Peach Blossom Sword Master, Deng Tai'a, who was rushed from Xishu to Beiliang.

He had his hands behind his back and two swords hanging from his waist.But because of his mediocre appearance, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't have the demeanor of a sword fairy who is the only one in the world of swordsmanship.

He looked at the old man in sheepskin fur on the other side, and said with a smile: "But I don't think that I, Deng Tai'a, can fight side by side with the old sword god in this life. It's a great honor."

Li Chungang, who also lacks the demeanor of a sword god, and even looked a bit wretched because of the nose-buttoning action, rolled his eyes and said: "Deng Tai'a, Wang Xianzhi and Murong Tonghuang all said that you refer to Xuan No. [-]. If it is about killing people, it can be said to be unparalleled in the world. I don't believe it, why don't we compare the two sword gods today?"

Deng Tai'a smiled and said, "Okay."

After the white-clothed and white-haired Sui Xiegu landed, he raised his one arm, twirled his long snow-white eyebrows with both fingers, and let out a breath of sword energy.

He glanced at the two sword gods again, and snorted slightly with disdain.

"To survive this kind of bullshit."

Lao Huang, who was carrying a sword on his back, appeared beside Sui Xiegu, and grinned at the former, revealing his missing front teeth.

Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword champion of the Wu family's sword tomb, and Cuihua, the sword servant, naturally also arrived, but there was also a young man who hooked up with Wu Liuding, talking and laughing, whoever it was if it wasn't Wen Hua.

The wooden sword on Wen Hua's waist remained the same.

This guy is very fast.

His master not only had Sui Xiegu, but also Jian Jiuhuang, Li Chungang, and even Murong Tonghuang had taught him two moves, plus some adventures, they were piled up in the Vajra Realm.

Wen Hua looked at the other Longan'er Plain: "Six tanks, there are so many people, don't die."

Wu Liuding chuckled: "I won't die even if you die. I'm not tired of Cuihua's sauerkraut. But you are alone..."

Wen Hua was about to roll up his sleeves: "Wu, do you want to fight with me right now?"

Of course, in the end it still didn't work out.The sword waiter swept his eyes, and the two guys who had been beaten by Cuihua shrank their heads immediately.

A black dress floated to the ground, as thick as ink.Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the dark Beimang soldiers, licked his lips with his tongue, and showed cruelty and violence in his eyes.

Today this time.

I can finally have fun.

Under Murong Tonghuang's suppression, this female devil became more murderous.

If she is really allowed to act recklessly, she will definitely do bloody things, and she is another Liu Songtao and Gao Shulu
Followed by white clothes, the country is overwhelmed, and the fish and the wild goose fall.

The long sword at the waist and the invisible and sharp sword energy prove that this woman is not a vase, and in a certain way, she is the only female sword fairy today.

The Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva from Mount Landa, with his jade feet not wearing shoes and socks, touched the city wall lightly, and floated towards him. His lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was indifferent. It really is a solemn treasure.

Dressed in white clothes, Luoyang, who was chasing the leader of Lushan Mountain, took a look at Liuzhu Bodhisattva, sniffed Qiongbi, and frowned slightly, as if he smelled something very special, and couldn't help a sneer from the corner of his mouth.

Not far away, Mao Shulang, the master of swordsmanship, Cheng Baishuang, an elderly Confucian scholar, and Ji Liuan, the chief guest of Nanjiang Dragon Palace, stood side by side.

On the far right, there are two apprentices of Wang Xianzhi, Yu groom and Lou Huang standing separately.

On Hutou City, above the first line.

There are 18 martial arts masters.

In terms of martial arts masters, the Northern Mang army on the opposite side is much worse.

Army God Tuoba Bodhisattva, Broken Spear Deng Mao, Hong Jingyan, Demon Leader Zhongliang, Juzizhou Festival Commander Murong Baoding, even with the help of Li Mibi, the spider web, still seems insufficient.

What's more, there is also a Murong Tonghuang in the Central Plains.

The invincible Emperor Murong Tong.

Murong Tonghuang, who can be defeated by one person with a hundred thousand.

But the prince of Beimang, who was wearing golden armor, was still smiling, calm and indifferent.

boom!boom!boom! !

On Tiger Head City.

A loud drum sounded like muffled thunder.

Beimang pawns are getting closer and closer.

The female vassal king drew out the saber red dragonfly and cut it down with one sword. The light of the sword was as mighty as a river of blood.

Boom! !

Dozens of Beimang soldiers first turned their backs on their backs, and those who died could not die again.

The sleeves of the other ten or so martial arts masters fluttered, and they silently recited the word "kill" with a tacit understanding, like a tidal wave, they greeted the Beimang army.

Who will kill the deer is still unknown.

(End of this chapter)