Chapter 1533

Xuanshui city!

In the cold hall, Xuanwu Ji was talking to the Liuguang elder. Just as he mentioned Wu Buyu, he heard Wu Buyu's anxious cry for help outside the Palace door.

"Xuanwu Ji saved me. I'm your national teacher, Wu Buyu. Someone is chasing me."

After hearing this sound, Xuanwu Ji was stunned. What's the matter? Someone dared to chase and kill the witch. It's so brave.

Wu Buyu is the national teacher of the ancient curse country. If there is an accident in his Xuanshui City, he can't shirk his responsibility.

"Don't panic, master. I'll come."

Whoosh!

The basaltic period turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared in place.

The Liuguang elder also flew away quickly. He wanted to see if he could help.

If you can help Wu Buyu at the critical time, there will be hope for his broken arm rebirth. In fact, with the strength of his Yuanshen realm, it is not difficult to break his broken arm rebirth, but he is reluctant to lose his accomplishments.

If the level is lowered, it may be difficult to recover from the peak in the next ten or even twenty years.

……

Over the magnificent hall, Wu Buyu flew like a lost dog.

It's horrible!

Yang Feng is too powerful. Just a roar will break his magic power. If he roars again, won't he be shocked to death.

It's safe to see the basaltic period.

"National teacher, I'm coming."

Whoosh!

In the void, the master of Xuanshui city was like electricity and a gust of wind. He came to Wu Buyu and stood in the air with his hands on his back, majestic and like a god of war.

"Basaltic period."

Seeing this moment of the basaltic period, the witch didn't speak like a negative release.

"National teacher, what's going on?" Basaltic period asked domineering.

However, seeing that Wu Buyu is so embarrassed, he is really happy, because he despises Wu Buyu. With this strength, he can't be a national teacher.

The ancient mantra country in the third world is roughly divided into two factions. One is the faction dominated by mantra signers. Due to the existence of the ancient mantra king, people like mantra signers have a high status here.

Another faction is people like the Xuanwu Period. They are not spell signers. They practice traditional magic powers.

However, because the master of the world is the spell signer, their status is suppressed.

"Xuanwu Ji, someone chased me, and the other party's strength is very strong." Wu Buyu was palpitating and panting.

Fortunately, he escaped quickly just now. If he was slower, he would not see the sun tomorrow.

"National master, don't panic. If I'm here, whoever dares to touch your hair, I'll destroy his nine families." The basaltic period still dominated the airway.

"Good."

Wu Bu Yu nodded happily and said, "I'm relieved to have you."

"National teacher, who is chasing you?"

Just when the witch was silent to answer, the Liuguang elder under the void came murderous.

"The elder of the gate of life and death is here. Whoever dares to deal with the national teacher of the ancient mantra country will have a hard time with me."

Wu Buyu was moved. Unexpectedly, the elder Liuguang of the gate of life and death came to help in person.

Although the strength of Liuguang elder is not strong, he is a man of the gate of life and death. With this status, he is enough to frighten Yang Feng.

"Don't be afraid, master. I'll come."

The Liuguang elder flies away quickly, as if he is invincible in the world and can hold up the sky, but now his strength is countless times stronger than before.

"OK, OK, ha ha."

Wu Bu Yu smiled reassuringly and said, "I didn't expect that in addition to the basaltic period, you are also the Liuguang elder of the gate of life and death. I'm relieved to have you two here."

However, Wu Buyu just breathed a sigh of relief, and his spirit tightened again at the next moment.

"The witch did not speak, knelt down and died."

Kneel down and die!

……

In the void, the loud familiar voice came again.

Isn't this Yang Feng's voice? For this voice, Wu Buyu can't forget it all his life. That roar broke thousands of skills and retreated thousands of methods.

That roar shook the sky and reached the sky. It was a God.

"Xuanwu, Liuguang elder, he's coming." Looking at the void, Wu Buyu was extremely nervous.

"Wu Buyu, as I said just now, you can't escape. Don't say you escape here. Even if you escape to the ancient curse king, you will die."

In the void, the voice seemed to echo between heaven and earth.

"What a big tone, boy. I'm talking so wildly. I'm here in the basaltic period. Who can hurt the witch without speaking, and who can hurt the witch without speaking?"

Boom!

The roar and rolling sound of the basaltic period, like thunder, shook the floating clouds in the sky.

After feeling the strength of the basaltic period, Wu Buyu seemed to take a reassurance, because with the roar just now, the strength of the basaltic period was not under Yang Feng.

Whoosh!

In the endless void, a streamer passed quickly. Then, this vast space came out of a peerless strong man.

He was like a horse in the sky, stepping on the void, like a god of war. He is Yang Feng, the peerless strong man who pursues Wu Buyu and the head of Pudu gate.

Whoosh!

Then, another figure appeared in the air. Naturally, this person was Zhang Wu, but he just came to be a foil.

Seeing Yang Feng's appearance, Wu Buyu looked gloomy and his eyes were cold. He didn't expect that Yang Feng really came after him.

Liuguang elder also found Yang Feng. When his enemies met, he was particularly jealous, but he didn't expect that it was Yang Feng who chased Wu Buyu.

If on other occasions, the streamer elder will certainly run away, because he is not an opponent, but now there is the basaltic period, so he is not very afraid.

"Yang Feng, you are Yang Feng."

The streamer elder roared loudly. He didn't know whether he hated or was excited.

"Yang Feng."

Xuanwuji's eyes burst out with a light, clenched his fist, and his whole body was murderous, because his eldest son Xuanshui died in Yang Feng's hands, and his hundreds of thousands of troops were also incorporated by Yang Feng. After learning the news, he was angry. He originally wanted to take millions of troops and thousands of experts to Dingjun city.

But because the ancient curse king had orders, he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Boy, you are Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu sect." The basaltic age took a step and asked.

"Yes, I'm Yang Feng. Who are you?" In the void, Yang Feng looked at each other and asked

"I am the master of Xuanshui City, xuanwuji."

"It's you. As the leader of a city, you support the spell signers to slaughter the people and collect the souls. Why don't you stop it?" Yang Feng asked.

"Ha ha!"

In the strong wind, Xuanwu Ji laughed three times and said, "in Xuanshui City, those under the city master me are all mole ants. They are just a group of mole ants. Their lives are originally to contribute to the soul river. Why should I stop them? Moreover, when the city master is angry, I can also kill millions of creatures."

"Well, in that case, I'll kill you first." Yang Feng said coldly.

"Boy, you killed my son Xuanshui Yiye and recruited hundreds of thousands of my army. I was going to settle accounts with you, the city master. I didn't expect you to come to the door and die."

Remembering the tragic death of his beloved son Xuanshui Yiye, xuanwuji was very angry. Although he had many sons, Xuanshui Yiye was the most gifted and the only one who could inherit his mantle in the future, but he was killed by Yang Feng.

"Your son is just a mole ant in my eyes. Kill him and kill him." Yang Feng doesn't care.

"Well, since you are so arrogant, go to hell."

Boom!

Boom!

In his anger, black flames surged all over the body of the basaltic period. This is the black fire god lotus. He has just refined to Dacheng. Today, he can kill Yang Feng and establish power.

"Xuanwu Ji, kill him."

Wu Buyu waved his hand and stood aside.

"Lord Xuanshui, kill Yang Feng. As long as you kill him for me, I owe you a favor from now on." Streamer elders are also bullies.

Quiet!

This space seems to have solidified, and heaven and earth are in a state of awe.

"Yang Feng, you can't match the power of Xuanshui city leader. You are a talented sect leader. You are destined to fall here today." Wu Buyu was surrounded by black Qi, and the powerful real Qi was surging.

Yang Feng looked at Wu Bu Yu with cold eyes and said, "I just said that you can't escape. Since you think Xuanwu can protect you, I'll kill Xuanwu first and then kill you."

After finishing his words, Yang Feng looked at the Liuguang elder and said, "you escaped from Shengtian twice in the original battle of the King City and the later battle of Dingjun City, but you don't have a chance today. Since you believe in Xuanwu Ji, I'll let you see with your own eyes how he died."

"Yang Feng, you have a big breath."

WOW!

With the angry voice of basaltic age, his black flame converged into a divine fire, burning slowly in the air.

Crackle!

Crackle!

In the void, there were bursts of "crackling" sounds. Because the temperature of the black flame was very high, it led to space distortion.

Buzzing, buzzing!

An artifact appeared in Yang Feng's hand. When the artifact appeared, the heaven and earth were filled with a king's spirit. The golden light, like the brilliant sun, shone on the earth. The emperor's spirit also revealed a sense of vicissitudes and the changes of years.

This is Xuanyuan sword, the divine sword of the Yellow Emperor.

"Xuanyuan sword!"

Seeing this sword, Xuanwu Ji's eyes are burning. It's an artifact. If he can get this sword, his combat effectiveness will be improved a lot. Such an artifact even falls into Yang Feng's hands. It's a pearl covered with dust and wasted.

"Boy, I didn't expect the Xuanyuan sword to be in your hand. It seems that you must die. As long as you are killed, the Xuanyuan sword will belong to me." Basaltic greedy way.

"In the Xuanwu Period, your luck is too shallow to qualify for this artifact." In the void, Yang Feng's cold voice came slowly.

"Xuanwu Ji, kill him."

"Lord Xuanshui, destroy him."

Wu Buyu and Liuguang elders shouted loudly, and then quickly stood aside. They wanted to see with their own eyes how Yang Feng died in the hands of the basaltic period.

"Yang Feng, even if you hold Xuanyuan sword, you are not my enemy. 100000 years ago, the Yellow Emperor holding Xuanyuan sword was finally defeated in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor."

Boom!

With a loud roar, the basaltic period was like a wild lion, the mighty Qi surged out madly, and then the powerful black flame galloped towards Yang Feng like a fire dragon.