Chapter 1117

Come, martial uncle Zifeng, lianyangnan, in danger!

It was they who sacrificed Tiangang array

At this moment, the sudden appearance of the two elders stunned tens of thousands of disciples of the Fu sect and looked at them without knowing why.

Duanmufeng's lips trembled. He didn't understand why he said that even at this stage, someone still wanted to protect him and this teenager. You know, if it weren't for Wu Zifeng, how could Fuzong suffer such an unwarranted disaster!

Shuiyuanyuan, with a smile in his mouth, turned to reply, "yes, as long as Fu Zong kills Wu Zifeng now! I promise not to move a plant or a tree of Fuzong. "

This smile contains too many sinister intentions. Is it possible to restrain others beyond ensuring that you don't do it yourself? After Wu Zifeng died and Kunlun Mountain got what he wanted, didn't Fu Zong still hold it in front of these people?

While talking and laughing, the masts went up in smoke.

Xing Tian's eyes are red. Although that sentence is so harsh to hear, what can they do now that they have become fish? In addition to following their wishes and blindly pleasing, there is no other way, "martial uncle! Take a closer look at the situation in front of you. Fu Zong is in danger! "

Duanmufeng turned to his side helplessly. His eyes were just staring at Zifeng and asked, "is this the result you want? Is it so difficult to solve the crisis? Wu Zifeng, you are ashamed of Fu Zong! " In the last sentence, duanmufeng almost shouted out in a roaring way!

"Shut up!" Wei Cun had a glance of fatigue in his eyes. After looking at Lian Yangnan, he came forward and stood three feet away from Zifeng. There was a dull sound of "plop". Both of them knelt in front of Zifeng.

A pool of water formed by aura instantly submerges Zifeng's feet into it, "Fuzong disciple, in danger"

"Fu sect disciple, Lian Yangnan, meet the sect leader!"

"Bang" this sonorous and powerful voice is like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart!

Shen Yanning's original hand supporting Zifeng also silently slipped down, retreated, retreated to three feet away, and looked at Zifeng strangely.

"Martial uncle, you" Gu Lianggui hurried forward to help the danger up, but Lian Yangnan stared at him and dared not move.

The danger kneeling on the ground roared at everyone who was still stunned, "what are you waiting for, don't you see the patriarch!"

When he was in the library that day, when Zifeng's spiritual strength overflowed and wanted to see the secret of heaven, he knew the colorful line in the sea and showed it to them. But they didn't understand why Zifeng had to hide the fact that he could draw colorful talismans. Until this moment, he seemed to understand.

The identity of the leader of Fuzong is remembered and admired by thousands of people, but it is only a title in the eyes of Wu Zifeng.

If Fu Zong is really doomed to die at this moment, he will also die with vigour and vitality

Zifeng laughed at himself and took two steps back, "Lord, disciples don't deserve it!"

"Zifeng, you" old Fu came forward excitedly and asked timidly.

Facing the old Fu's eyes, Zifeng's five fingers trembled slightly, and the whole palm was immediately covered with colorful glow. A piece of Fu paper passed in a flash. In the twinkling of an eye, a six-level Tongyuan Fu swayed for nine days, setting off a gust of wind and steadily sticking to the vigorous Qi!

However, different from other talismans, the colorful talismans just painted by Zifeng simply ignored the shackles of the prison heaven array and quickly absorbed the aura between heaven and earth, even thousands of miles away.

Well, how? Zifeng resisted the pain and numbness in his body and slowly lifted up. He was about to explore carefully.

A tsunami roared into the sky, "disciple Fu Qingshan"

"Disciple Gu Lianggui"

"Disciple duanmufeng"

"Disciple Shen Zhi pays homage to the patriarch!"

When tens of thousands of Fuzong people saw your colorful talisman, really, the original look of hesitation and helplessness on your face was suddenly shrouded in a holy light. All Fuzong disciples knelt down towards the figure in the air

For hundreds of years, the master of Fuzong has been vacant. Not only are Fuzong disciples, but all Fuxiu practitioners all over the world are looking forward to someone who can stand on the top of Fuzong and lead Fuxiu to another height.

If you don't want this hope, it will take hundreds of years.

Dangcun and Lian Yangnan have been waiting too long, and Fu Zong has been waiting too long

High above the sky, Zifeng froze in his place for a moment. I don't know how to respond. Before, he had imagined thousands of such scenes in his mind, thinking about how to shirk and what kind of excuse to shirk the responsibility of his shoulders.

But when this moment really came, Zifeng was moved to tears!

Let him be the patriarch. Maybe before long, the whole Fuzong will be destroyed, and all their lives!

But what did Zifeng see from those people's eyes? Trust, a simple to the extreme, the most primitive trust. So, how could he bear to brush the wishes of the people and make them heartbroken before they die?

Kun wubing was stunned in his eyes and pointed to Zifeng's direction. He hadn't spoken for a long time. Fuzong has always been a strange existence in the sect. Ten thousand years ago, the power of Fuzong couldn't even compare with the four palaces.

"He, Wu Zifeng, is the leader of Fuzong?" Ming asked him to falter and point to the direction of Zifeng. For a moment, he had a feeling of spinning around. Only a few days later, in a twinkling of an eye, a teenager was superior to him in identity.

Not only them, but also shuiqianqiu and others were stunned in their place

Who could have thought that when he was ordered in the face of danger, Fu Zong suddenly jumped out of a patriarch, and he was still a young man.

"Ha ha" a burst of sarcastic laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

Shui Qianqiu leaned down and saw the Fuzong struggling to death, and his heart was filled with boundless joy, "are Fuzong blind one by one? It's funny, it's funny, take your life! "

Roared and was about to be slapped.

And Dangcun and Lian Yangnan suddenly jumped up and dragged Zifeng to the top of Fuzong mountain

After that, no one gave orders. Duan Mufeng, Xing Tian, Fu Lao, Gu Lianggui, together with the Lord of the ten halls, and tens of thousands of disciples behind them, all rushed in the direction of water for thousands of years

This is to pave a way for Zifeng with his body!

Zifeng couldn't get away from the left and right, and roared up to the sky, "listen to me. In the name of the patriarch, I order you all to step down. I'll come in World War I! "

The words were full of confidence. The colorful talisman on his head let Zifeng see a glimmer of vitality!