Huang Xiaolong didn't look at the strong man with a big sword, he turned his head and coldly glanced at some of the sect disciples who were rushing towards him.Those sect disciples who had originally rushed towards Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but stop in fright when they saw the head of the strong man with a big sword suddenly rolling down, and the round eyes of the man seemed to not know how to die.Some of the disciples were even drenched in cold sweat on their backs.Many of them recognize this strong man with a big sword.The other party is a disciple of the Ghost Sword Sect, named Liu Jin, who is a powerhouse in the early stage of the Eighth Order of the Ancient God, and he was born with a special divine body, and the defense of the divine body is extremely strong, but now, he was cut off by Huang Xiaolong's sword!
What kind of strength is Huang Xiaolong?
Huang Xiaolong was definitely not as simple as the middle of the sixth order of the ancient gods on the surface.In the distance, Shi Long saw that Huang Xiaolong had cut off the head of Liu Jin, a disciple of the Ghost Sword Sect, with a single sword, he was slightly surprised in his heart, and said indifferently: "It seems that this kid really has some strength, no wonder he still dares to continue to collect these black crystals after seeing us arrive." ”Chen Jianfeng said with a smile: "With his strength, he can deal with those small sect disciples with sparse strength, in front of you, Senior Brother Shi Long, I think it will only be a matter of one or two moves." ”What he meant was that Huang Xiaolong could only support one or two moves in front of Shi Long.Shi Long nodded: "Pay attention to that kid, don't let him escape." ”Chen Jianfeng said: "Senior brother, don't worry. ”And after Huang Xiaolong slashed the head of the Ghost Sword Sect disciple Liu Jin with a single sword, he shocked the other disciples, and he and the Golden Horn Calf continued to work hard to collect these phantom crystals.These phantom crystals, naturally, the bigger the better.Therefore, the small ones, Huang Xiaolong directly ignored them, and they were all big ones.Huang Xiaolong flew over a half-meter-sized phantom spar a few dozen meters in front of him, but at this moment, a disciple of the mid-eighth order of the Short-Bladed Sect Ancient God also came to this phantom crystal, and it was obvious that this short-bladed sect disciple was also going to collect this phantom crystal.When the short-bladed sect disciple saw Huang Xiaolong, he was stunned, and then said coldly, "It's you who get out."
Or do I do it?
But before I do it, let me remind you that I am not Liu Jin, a disciple of the Ghost Sword Sect. ”Huang Xiaolong said indifferently, "Before I do it, I will also remind you.You'd better roll yourself now. ”The short-bladed sect disciple was furious, and the short-blade in his hand swung out, instantly slashing towards Huang Xiaolong.The short-edged blade is heavy, and it is the peerless wave knife of the short-edged door.That's when it happened.Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his hand, and with a stretch of two fingers of his right hand, he passed through the heavy sword waves, and actually caught the short blade in the opponent's hand.Everyone was stunned.Huang Xiaolong's eyes were cold, and with a swipe of his two fingers pressed forward, the short blade plunged into the middle of the opponent's neck, piercing through his neck, and then, Huang Xiaolong's fingers slapped, and the short blade turned.The Shortblade Sect's disciple's head rolled to the ground.He's dead!
There seemed to be silence all around.Some of the short-bladed sects that were collecting phantom spars, Jinfeng Tower, and the disciples of other sects and sects stopped with gestures, stunned, and some couldn't believe it.Although they were surprised by Huang Xiaolong's strength, everyone couldn't believe that Huang Xiaolong even dared to kill a disciple of the Short Blade Sect!
After Shi Long was stunned for a moment, the thunder light in his eyes suddenly surged out, and his figure flashed, and he fell in front of the corpse of the short-bladed sect disciple.Looking at the head of the short-bladed sect disciple.Shi Long turned his head and stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Originally, I wanted you to live for an extra hour, now.Die for me!
”Both palms instantly slapped towards Huang Xiaolong.Countless thunderbolts poured out.His whole body was filled with thunder."
The secret of the short-bladed door is not passed on, and the thunder palm is great!"
Seeing this, Zhang Yadong of Jinfenglou had a solemn face.A few days ago, it was rumored that this Shi Long had cultivated into a thousand thunder palms, but he didn't believe it.Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I didn't expect Shi Longzhen to cultivate!
Originally, his strength was between him and Shi Long, but Shi Long, who had cultivated into a great thunder palm, was definitely above him in strength."
Looks like that kid is going to suffer!"
A disciple of the Golden Phoenix Tower behind Zhang Yadong spoke, meaning Huang Xiaolong.Zhang Yadong nodded: "The Great Thousand Thunder Palm is the secret of the short-bladed gate, and the power is earth-shattering. ”Suddenly, he opened his mouth and stopped, only to see Huang Xiaolong raise his hand and punch, and he blasted away all the thunder light in the Great Thousand Thunder Palm, while Shi Long himself was shocked by Huang Xiaolong and retreated again and again, until he withdrew for dozens of meters.This result made Zhang Yadong and other Jinfenglou disciples dumbfounded.Chen Jianfeng and other short-bladed sect disciples were even more stunned.Previously, those disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect, Liu Jin, regarded Huang Xiaolong as a soft persimmon, and some of the sect disciples who wanted to step forward to snatch the phantom spar in Huang Xiaolong's hand were even more heartbroken.After Huang Xiaolong knocked Shi Long back with one punch, he ignored the stunned crowd, and the three supreme godheads urged, turned around and collected the phantom crystal into the ghost Buddha ring."
Fifty-three."
Huang Xiaolong said in his heart.Before and after, he collected a total of fifty-three yuan.If you add the golden-horned calf, there are about 100 pieces.These more than 100 phantom spars are enough for him to refine artifacts and quench **.And Shi Long was shocked back by Huang Xiaolong, his face turned red like purple, his eyes were terrifying with murderous intent, like a peerless beast staring at Huang Xiaolong, and the thunder light on his whole body grew like aquatic plants."
Great Thousand Thunder Palms, Ten Thousand Thunder Vortexes!"
The thunder of his palms soared, and he slapped Huang Xiaolong frantically again.I saw a huge vortex formed by thunder appearing, high-altitude thunder and lightning flashed, one by one the thunder rolled down into the vortex, the vortex swelled, and in an instant, hundreds of heavenly thunder rolled down into the vortex.This Ten Thousand Thunder Vortex is the strongest move of the Great Thousand Thunder Palm, absorbing the power of the heavenly thunder and destroying the heavens and the earth, however, with Shi Long's current strength, he can only absorb five or six hundred heavenly thunders at most, of course, five or six hundred heavenly thunders are gathered together, and the power is extremely terrifying.The Ten Thousand Thunder Vortex instantly came to the sky above Huang Xiaolong's head, and in the middle of the rotation, it devoured Huang Xiaolong.Huang Xiaolong's eyes were cold, and he was about to make a move, when suddenly, the golden-horned calf opened his mouth and there was a snort, and countless purple thunders rolled, blasting the ten thousand thunder vortex to the point that there was not even a trace of scum left.Immediately, the golden-horned calf's butt turned, and the oxtail swept into the void, and a thunder whip formed by purple thunder slammed towards Shi Long.Shi Long was shocked, his hands flapped again and again, but he found that his Daqian Thunder Palm couldn't stop this purple thunder whip at all, seeing that the purple thunder whip was drawn in front of him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly cast the ancient secret method, and when he dodged, he could dodge it.The purple thunder whip swept through the place where he had been standing before, snap!
The entire mountain shook violently, and a huge crack hundreds of miles long appeared.Everyone's hearts beat wildly, and they all looked at the golden-horned calf in horror.Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong and the Golden Horn Calf looked into the distance at the same time, their eyes condensed, this breath!
It's the ancestral god powerhouse!
There is an ancestral god powerhouse coming!