infinite power system

Chapter 147

The goal has been achieved, and it is meaningless to stay in Ningyi City. Tang Feng left the city in the evening of that day.

"Xiaomei, I will send someone to take you back to Desolation in a few days."

Tang Feng said that the reason why he brought Ning Xiaomei to Ningyi was only for her to see with her own eyes, he "returned the courtesy" for her, Qin Ling said, it is impossible to really bring her to the Yaozu.

Ning Xiaomei is a sensible woman, she smiled gently and nodded.

"You are very lucky." The sloppy old man said, "But you are not afraid of being intercepted by the Guangwu prince halfway?"

Tang Feng smiled and said, "If he dares to intercept, I will dare to slaughter every corner of Guangwu."

The sloppy old man's pupils shrunk slightly, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and he didn't know what he remembered.

The journey of a group of people was uneventful until they left Guangwu.

"Boy, aren't you afraid?"

Hearing the clatter of horseshoes, the slovenly old man asked jokingly.

Tang Feng flicked the hilt of the sword, and there were two clear trembling sounds in the night, and said with a smile: "What's so scary?"

Outside the carriage, Gong Wenqing had already clenched Wujin's spear tightly, with a serious expression on his face, and the Hundred Yulong Battalion was even more serious.

I saw a thousand riders like a long dragon, everyone was holding a long knife, and there were bursts of cold light under the moonlight.

These thousand riders were not wearing iron armor, but only wore a black cloth shirt, with murderous intent in their eyes.

These are not ordinary soldiers, but sharp knives composed of practitioners.

"Qin Heng is also willing. These thousand riders should be drawn from his [-] dragon and tiger army. This time, one tenth of them has gone, so why not die of heartache?"

The sloppy old man sneered and said, "If he can get rid of you, a desolate son, will there be less benefits in the capital?"

Tang Feng was noncommittal, but the premise was that he could be killed.

"The mouse pulls the wooden peg—the big head is behind, and these thousand dragons and tigers are nothing but cannon fodder."

The sloppy old man said so.

Tang Feng naturally knew in his heart that Qin Heng would not be so foolish as to think that a thousand dragon and tiger troops would be able to accomplish the task.

However, even Jiang Baishan is not a match for the sloppy old man, so what is Qin Heng's confidence to do it?
"coming."

Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightly grasped the hilt of the river soldier's sword.

Eighteen bronze chariots came from the sky, and the creatures pulling the chariots were all strange beasts, and their strength was the lowest, and they also had pulse-level cultivation. It can be seen what kind of characters are in the chariots.

bang.

The bronze chariot came to a stop, and eighteen figures came out of it, all with white beard and hair, and the creases on their faces could kill flies.

"Xishan teaches eighteen elders?"

Tang Feng frowned slightly, the bronze chariot was engraved with a pattern of West Mountain, so blatantly, obviously he felt that Tang Feng was sure.

Xishan Sect and Tianxuanmen are one of the top ten sects of Yunqin, located in the northwest of Yunqin, and the eighteen elders of Xishan are even more famous.

The cultivation bases of these 18 people are only in the source realm, but the key point is that this group of people has a set of battle formations. Once released together, they can survive a powerful person who has surpassed the soul realm.

Coupled with the fact that there is Jiang Baishan who has been famous for a long time, it is no wonder that Qin Heng is so confident.

"Just leave, just leave this place to me."

The slovenly old man casually took a saber, with a look of indifference, he didn't care about the eighteen elders of Xishan at all.

Tang Feng smiled, he knew that the sloppy old man had the confidence.

"Senior, you go ahead and fight, just leave the back to me."

He pulled out the river pawn and smiled broadly.

The sloppy old man obviously didn't expect Tang Feng to be like this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said:
"Handsome, you should guide the country after Wanjun, you, the image of a prince who is so high in the world, are you going to wade into the muddy water today?"

Tang Feng said with a smile: "Senior is rushing forward, if I just watch from behind, will I be considered a handsome man?"

The slovenly old man was noncommittal, holding the saber, and took a lazily step forward.

This step, falling into the void, caused ripples in the void, and the sky roared, and the stars in the night sky seemed to be falling down.

That saber slashed out an immeasurable light, directly illuminating the night, not much worse than a round of the sun.

"Being trapped for so many years, it's time for the old man to use his muscles."

The slovenly old man looked at the dignified Eighteenth Elder of Xishan, and said, "Even if you form an formation, I will only use one knife. If I can't break your formation, I will be considered the loser."

Such words were too arrogant, even though the eighteen elders of Xishan knew that the sloppy old man was very strong, he still couldn't stop his anger.

"Seal the sky and lock the earth formation!"

An old man in gray yelled angrily, and he was really angry, and directly attacked with the strongest means.

In an instant, the formation took shape, enveloping the sloppy old man.

The Yin wind howled, carrying an extremely cold force, destroying all tangible qualities, nothing could stop it.

In addition, there is the real fire of the sun, which has the power to burn the sky and boil the sea, so that the void collapses.

This is the Heaven Sealing Formation, it is not a problem to attack the strong with the weak, it can kill the great power of the seniors alive.

"A hundred years ago, Senior Sword God boldly said that there would be a dragon to kill the dragon."

"Today, I, Song Binghe, dare to say boldly that I can cut through the world with one sword and gain my own freedom."

The sloppy old man spoke his name for the first time, Song Binghe.

Hearing this name, Feng Tiansuo's formation trembled for a while, and there was a faint sense of instability, while Jiang Baishan, Duanqiang of Northern Xinjiang, also looked shocked, and finally understood why the sloppy old man had such a strong suppressing power.

40 years ago, a crowned young man walked out of the deep mountains, carrying a long sword, and walked on the land of Yunqin.

This young man, as well as the age of Guan, had cultivated to the source realm, causing a major earthquake, and all major forces rushed to throw olive branches.

However, this young man rejected all the big forces, including the top ten sects of Yunqin.

He carried the long sword on his back and went directly to the lonely city of Mobei.

Martial Saint Gu Xizhou shook his fingers and forced him to retreat, he swung his sword and struck across, and he really carried it off, and got a comment from Gu Xizhou.

After Jiazi time, there should be the posture of a sword god.

However, it was such a talented young man who disappeared after leaving the lonely city of Mobei.

This disappearance lasted for 40 years.

Tang Feng looked at the slovenly old man with a saber in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He had known for a long time that the slovenly old man was the young man 40 years ago, the young man named Song Binghe.

"You have amazed a generation, can you amaze this world again?"

Tang Feng said in a low voice, and with a flip of his wrist, the pawn who crossed the river let out a clear trembling sound.

"kill!"

Immediately, he swung his sword, shouted loudly, and rushed to the thousand dragon and tiger cavalry first.

Gong Wenqing followed closely behind. Everyone's eyes were like blades, exuding a strong aura of iron and blood.

Great Wilderness Rider, go forward indomitably, fight to the death without retreating!

(End of this chapter)