The Peerless Immortal Emperor of the City

Chapter 552 Holy!Like a fairy!Such as the road! ! (third change)
The wind moves, the tree shakes!
On the way to Qingtong Mountain, a group of people are walking!
Du Zhong and Huang Song are the leaders!
At the back are eighteen semi-sages from major families in Yuzhou, a total of twenty semi-sacred powerhouses. As they walk, the clouds and light in the sky follow each other, as if they are being pulled and fluttered by these people.

After the many semi-saints, there are a group of people from major families, other Yuzhou forces, and many people who came from other provinces to watch the battle!

After all, Qin Xuantian is well-known, he claims to be invincible in the world, and he has killed many innate powerhouses. This time, he threatened to destroy the Yuzhou family with such a big fanfare, which has already shocked the world!
This battle!
It can be described as a grand event in martial arts in the world! !

The martial arts world has been silent for too long, and it has been a long time since such a large-scale incident occurred.

Many people are very excited.

"Hey, Qin Xuantian is dead this time, my God, there are twenty half-sages, I have never seen so many half-sages! Every half-sage is a powerhouse of Megatron!"

"In the age of the end of the Dharma, martial arts cultivation is so difficult. If you can enter the Xiantian, you are already a genius in the sky. In ancient times, the half-sage is undoubtedly the posture of a saint! So many strong people want to unite to deal with one person! !"

"Even if Qin Xuantian was directly beaten to death this time, it was worth it! Twenty semi-sages took action, and I am afraid that only the Tianbang semi-sages have this treatment! Tsk tsk, it is so terrifying, it is said that he has the record of defeating the peak semi-sages, I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

As for Qin Heng's strength, many people only knew about it from rumors, and had no real contact with Qin Heng's strength information, so they didn't have a very clear idea of ​​how strong his strength was.

Even though he felt Qin Heng's awe-inspiring sword intent when he was at the door of Du's house, he didn't see his attack directly after all.

Many people still feel that if the twenty half-sages join forces, and even the Pang family who is good at formations, and the Huang family who is good at long-distance attack, even the tenth half-sage in the heaven list will be shunned!
Qin Xuantian is a congenital peak, worthy of such a big fanfare?

It must be too incredible!

It's unbelievably strong!

"At this moment, how many of you still doubt Qin Xuantian's strength?" Someone in the crowd sneered, it was a young man in a black suit, he looked around, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"The Zeng family in Youzhou was destroyed by Qin Xuantian alone. The Zeng Tusheng who rebelled against the saints with half his life died in Qin Xuantian's hands, and he was beaten to death by Qin Xuantian! Such strength, you say Should it be taken seriously?"

"What!? Kill Zeng Tusheng with one palm!?"

"Oh my god! How is that possible? That's Zeng Tusheng, the legendary powerhouse!"

"Qin Xuantian is so powerful!!"

"Who are you! How do you know this??"

The young man straightened his clothes, raised his chin slightly, revealed some news at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Tianjimen Guangyinfang True Biography, Ye Feng, how do you think I know?"

The True Inheritance of the Heavenly Mystery Gate?
As a disciple of the ancient Shenzong, he is also known as the true master of Tianjimen who knows everything. It doesn't seem strange that he knows these things.

"Qin Xuantian is very interesting!" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked towards the direction of Qingtong Mountain, and said in his heart: "There must be a big secret hidden in you, don't let me down!!"

……

"Brother Pang, how sure are you?" Du Zhong wrapped his voice with true energy, and sent a secret voice transmission to Pang Wei, saying: "You once faced the sword light of that little beast, how do you feel?"

"The sword is so strong, it is unstoppable!" Pang Wei's face darkened slightly, and he also said via voice transmission: "Although I don't want to admit it, his strength is definitely above you and me, even far surpassing the one I faced before. The sword light is just the aftermath of his casual sword strike!"

"This kid is terrifying, you must not stay!" Huang Song's voice came, saying: "Although this little bastard Qin Heng is only innately peak, his strength is outrageously terrifying! The three of you and I work together, I am afraid that it will not be the result of his sword!" enemy!"

"But there are more than three of us, hey." Du Zhong's voice became relaxed, and with a smile, he said: "It is true that you and I cannot be his opponent, but we have 20 people here! Twenty people Half holy!!"

"That's right! Twenty semi-sages! This is enough power to level the world!" Pang Wei also laughed, and said, "And with the support of my battle formation, that little bastard will definitely die!!"

"My Huang family's divine bow has not drunk blood for many years, and I am very thirsty!" Huang Song nodded and said with a smile: "We can value him, but there is no need to be afraid of him, because we are better than him! Wait for the old man to shoot it with an arrow That little bastard's head! Hahaha!!"

……

Yuzhou border.

It is about to enter the high-speed toll station in Youzhou.

Zhang Liu, who was driving the RV and leading the convoy to migrate, stuck his head out of the window, looked in the direction of Qingtong Mountain, then closed his eyes, and shook his head gently.

Finally, with a long sigh, he let out a mouthful of foul air.

Withdrew his gaze and collected his thoughts.

"Give!"

He took out the money to pay the highway toll, closed the window, and looked forward.

In gear!

Step on the gas!
hum!
The car roars!

The young head of the Zhang family, Zhang Liu, a descendant of Marquis Liu, led his family away from Yuzhou!

……

Fuyi, merchant!
Above the ancient house, above the clouds at a height of 3000 meters, Zishen stands with his hands behind his back, suspended in the air.

The current Zishen is no longer dressed in coarse linen clothes. He is wearing a black crown suit, a light gold armor on his shoulders, a golden crown on his head, and long boots on his feet!

Just standing there, let the clouds and light in the sky bow their heads, and the vitality of all directions surrenders!

This is a king! !
Ninth on the Tianbang!

Prince Shang ginseng! !
At this moment, his eyes were pale gold, and his killing intent was strong!
It seems to be able to penetrate the void, across the mountains and rivers of seven hundred miles, and see Qin Heng at the foot of Qingtong Mountain!
"What a spectacle, the power is like a heavenly man! What a pity, you will die in my hands after all! The king's land cannot be violated!!"

……

At the foot of Qingtong Mountain, twenty coffins are arranged neatly.

Qin Heng was dressed in white, suspended in the air, with his eyes slightly closed, sitting cross-legged, with the Liuyue sword across his knees.

Lu Jianjia and Qu Linglong looked anxious.

"Qin Heng! You go! You hurry up! Why don't you listen to advice!!"

"That's twenty semi-sages! And there's Zican, the Tianbang semi-sage, you will die!!"

The two kept shouting at Qin Heng, trying to persuade him to leave.

In their view, Qin Heng is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the twenty semi-sages, let alone the opponent of the Tianbang semi-sages, he is looking for death here!

Qin Heng turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear at all, still sitting on the cloud.

After a while.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and said calmly: "They are here."

Lu Jianjia and Qu Linglong were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces turned pale!

Done! !
……

Du Zhong, Huang Song and a group of semi-sages came to the foot of Qingtong Mountain, and they were thinking about how to fight.

Ye Feng and the people who came to watch the battle also arrived one after another, looking around, but in the end, the eyes of these people stayed in one place, and they stopped in their tracks, stunned.

Into unparalleled horror!
Whether it is a semi-holy or an innate, at this moment, there is only one figure in his eyes, occupying everything! !

Under Qingtong Mountain!

A young man in white clothes crossed his knees and stroked his sword, lying high on the nine-layered cloud, his aura was ethereal, as if he was beyond the mysterious and yellow world, without the slightest aura of fireworks!

Holy!

Like a fairy!

Such as the road! !

(End of this chapter)