.Chu Cangming's green robe sounded violently, his body was like a rigid stone, motionless, his eyes fell on Yan Tianwei, his eyes moved with his movement, without leaving for a moment, and he watched quietly, realizing what he wanted to convey to him.

Chu Jingtian protected Leng Ya, gritted his teeth tightly and did not take a step back, and said vaguely: "It turns out that Grandpa Dacong and Grandma Changhua are so powerful... That old man is even more powerful than Grandpa... Are they really Brother Ye's people... Huh..."

The four people were constantly entangled in the air, exchanging directions irregularly. With the combined efforts of the two old and one young, they were barely tied with Yan Tianwei. But only they knew what kind of force they used in this situation. The four god-level, the recognized god-level powerhouses in the Tianchen Continent at this moment also turned into seven overnight, and one was the four gods of Tianchen who had reached the peak of the god-level. Their appearance today and this duel of the nature of the competition will surely shake the entire Tianchen Continent in the shortest time, causing an earthquake-like sensation in the magic martial world of Tianchen Continent.

Wow!!

Another loud sound of glass being cut, the sky was darker for a moment, and even the sunlight could not penetrate under the terrible energy. Over time, some people who could have struggled to hold on began to gradually unable to hold on, and could only escape quickly and move as quickly as possible in a direction that was not affected. Among these people, many heavenly powerhouses, although they only had a level one gap with God, represent the difference between man and God.

The four of them fought for less than a minute, but it caused considerable trauma to Luochen Cliff. Cracks of all sizes covered it, and the flat ground became bumpy, and some of the rocks that were protruding from the ground were crushed by impact.

The four people completed their last confrontation. Yan Tianwei's body passed through the three people and landed on the ground. Yan Qinghong and the other two also fell not far in front of him at the same time. For those who reached the god level, it is easy to control the airflow and fly with their power. The degree of this confrontation was just right. Although they caused some relatively weak people to suffer a lot of damage, they can only blame them for their poor strength. Facing the four god-like people, who dares to settle the score with them because they were injured in the aftermath of their battle.

After the four of them landed, their faces showed smiles. Yan Qinghong habitually stroked his white beard and smiled gently: "Tianwei, although it is just an impromptu battle, it cannot be enjoyed, but you and I know each other. If the three of us join forces, it will be difficult to win or lose in this battle for three days and three nights."

Yan Tianwei also replied with a smile: "Today's purpose has come. I will wait for the master's affairs to be settled in the future. We will return to our hometown and fight happily for three days and three nights."

The four people stood in the middle, with their eyes looking at them, and the emotions contained in them were self-evident. At this time, the strongest thoughts in their hearts coincided... Who are they!

In addition to being shocked, they showed that the sword god Chu Cangming had nowhere to go. Maybe they were hiding in the dark again. Maybe... he saw something and needed to quietly understand it in the shortest time.

"Several... masters, can you tell me the name?" Wu Sansi walked out from a huge rock that was shattered by force, asked the four of them a question that everyone wanted to know the answer. His eyes swept over the four of them, remembered their appearance, and finally fell on Yan Tianwei. In this life, he finally saw someone stronger than his father.

"Name? Hehehe, it's better not to mention it. For us, it's just a name that is not commonly used. We just need to remember that we are the master's most loyal servant." Yan Tianwei looked gentle and said something that everyone couldn't believe.

This person who has reached the peak of the god level is actually a servant of a person!

These four stunning gods who seemed to fall from the sky were actually just servants of one person!

Who is their master?

The shock in the hearts of the three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect was even more indescribable. The four god-level masters were terrible lines that their Northern Emperor Sect dared not easily provoke. Where did they come from... Why did their power spread all over the world and did not notice the appearance of this terrible force at all.

They began to feel a heavy pressure that they had never felt before, and things completely out of their expectations and panic in their control.

"Then... I don't know who your master is and whether he is present." Wu Sansi asked.

Yan Tianwei looked away and said expressionlessly: "If my master is destined, you will know it. If you don't have destiny, you will not be qualified to know it."

Wu Sansi's eyes were still warm, but he had been silent and he no longer asked questions without any wits. He had a god-like father, and the Qianhuan Mountain named and occasionally lived in Qianhuan Mountain. Ordinary people did not even have the courage to step on, and could only look up from afar. He grew up in his father's momentum and influence, and he would be extremely calm when facing any other strong man, because he always believed that no one in this world could surpass his father.

When facing Yan Tianwei, he felt an irresistible subtle pressure. He sighed and convinced.

The performance of my father, grandpa, and two old grandpas were over. The purpose of appearing at the Tianchen Magic Martial Arts Conference has been achieved. Yan Gongruo no longer had any scruples, jumped out and shouted happily: "Grandpa, daddy, please help me dig out the eyes of that smelly monk... He dared to look at me like that just now! I am the master's brother's woman!"

It is almost an innate nature for women to hold grudges, and it is reflected in women with Yan Gongruo's personality. What he knows is the monk Wuhua who showed his lewd eyes to her before.

They had long been accustomed to Yan Gongruo's nonsense, but this time, because of her last words, they did not ignore it. Several eyes shot at the monk Wuhua with a dark face. To them, nothing about the Holy Lord allowed anyone to blaspheme.

The monk Wuhua is notorious in Kuishui Kingdom, but he is the only one who provokes others, and no one dares to provoke him. Although he is short and fat, he has a very strong body of hard qigong. Ordinary swords do not want to leave scars on him. There are several mechanisms hidden in the broken palm fan in his hand, and in the battle, he will suddenly shoot out poisonous arrows and poisonous lights, which makes people unable to defend themselves.

But no matter how strong he is ten times stronger, it is not enough in Yan Tianwei's eyes. In the turbulence of the aura caused by the four god-level powerhouses, his tumbling qi and blood have not completely calmed down yet. At this time, his chest was empty and very uncomfortable. He was suddenly locked by the aura of the four gods at the same time. The terrible pressure can be imagined. It was a terrible feeling that even his little fingers could not move, and even his breathing was suppressed. The pressure on Mount Tai was just like this.

Chih...

A slight sound suddenly came from the sky that was so slight that it was hard to detect, but the people present were not like ordinary people. They all noticed this abnormal sound and looked up at the sky. But... the sky was obviously empty, and there was nothing strange at all. Even the clouds dissipated in the collision of god-level energy just now.

The sound just now would definitely not be the sound of the wind.

Yan Tianwei and the other four were aware of each other and took back their momentum at the same time. The four auras of the locked monk Wuhua disappeared, causing him, who was originally tense, to stagger back a few steps and almost lie down on the ground.

"Who is it!!"

The second elder of the Northern Emperor Sect looked like an eagle, staring at the top. With his loud shout, everyone circulated their strength and looked at a higher altitude. Sure enough... At a height they could not imagine, they saw a tiny shadow, and their hearts pounded wildly again.

Floating in the air, you can easily do it after reaching the strength of the god level. Some people who practice special skills may also do it. The magician who practices the wind can barely do it when he has the strength of the spiritual level. But... no one has ever heard of it, and no one has dared to think that a person can float to such a terrifying height.

Floating is extremely difficult, and the higher the height of floating, the greater the difficulty. The increase in difficulty is not as simple as one plus one, but increases in geometric multiples. The position where the shadow floats is a height that they cannot believe at all. This height also makes these peerless powerful men in Tianchen Continent not appear in his existence from beginning to end.

They would rather believe that it was not a person... But if it were a human, who would he be... Could it be that another terrible god-level powerhouse appeared here? I'm afraid that only a real god can reach that height.

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An extremely sharp airflow came from the top of his head, and before he could get close, it gave him a terrifying feeling of being pierced through his body. Monk Wuhua didn't have time to think about why he was attacked by inexplicably. He suddenly turned around, swung his right hand quickly, and used the palm-leaf fan in his hand to face the red light...

The red light collided with the extremely fragile broken fan. After a sharp and sharp sound, the monk Wuhua took two steps back, and the hand holding the fan trembled sharply without control. Without thinking too much, he quickly raised the palm fan in his hand and found that the palm fan, which was made of black iron and had not been damaged for decades, had a knuckle-sized gap.

And under his resistance, the red light completely disappeared there.

Turning into an arrow!! Everyone exclaimed in their hearts. Apart from this reason, there is nothing to explain the strange scene of the disappearance of the red light. And the person who called himself "Xie Gong Luo" had just performed a miracle of turning into an arrow in front of them. But... if this is really an arrow, why is it actually an incredible red?

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