powerful!

Too strong!

So many elders and deacons.

He was killed in an instant.

What kind of monster is this?

"Who! I dare to come and make trouble!"

The next moment, eleven warriors flew down from the tiles on the hall.

One of them is Zhang Shan, the head of the Five Dou Rice Sect, who is the fifth-grade strength.

The others are four levels of the fourth level and six levels of the third level.

There is also a fifth grade.

However, wearing is different from the ordinary Taoist robe of the Five Dok Rice Sect.

This person is in a black Taoist robe.

Between the eyebrows and the head coach Zhang Shan believes.

"That's...the Black Elder who died in twenty years!"

Some people recognize Zi, a special fifth-level master.

Because he is another legend of the Five Dogs of Rice Sect.

The talent is as high as the head coach.

And they are brothers, because foreign trade is very similar.

So in order to avoid being misidentified, I wore a black Taoist robe.

However, it is said that he died twenty years ago because of a competition with others.

It's just a fourth-level realm.

I didn't expect to be alive.

And he has the same strength as the leader.

The people from the Five Doks of Rice Sect were overjoyed.

They don't care why Elder Hei Zhang Shui is not dead.

Instead, it became fanatical.

One teaching two fifth grades.

It is enough to compete with the warriors at the sixth and seventh level.

It turns out that their five dou of rice has long been able to catch up with the six major sects.

They are proud.

They are excited.

"A grandson's boy is here." Zhang Sanfeng held the sword behind him and stroked his beard:

"The lord guessed it well. Five Doks of Rice really hides its strength. An additional fifth-grade appeared in an instant. I wonder what surprises will be in the future!"

Grandchildren!

Zhang Shan and Zhang Shui were so angry that they were half-pierced!

Look at each other.

Nodded, then rushed into the hall with a sword!

One blue and one gray, attacking left and right.

Kill at Zhang Sanfeng!

Zhang Sanfeng's face remained unchanged, and the wind was clear and the clouds were still calm, and he waved his sword to fight him.

Three swords stirred back and forth.

A sound of gold sounds and a fire flashes.

The three figures changed their own. Everyone standing outside the hall did not dare to go in, and could only see countless afterimages.

About a dozen moves later.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in the head seat and sat down.

Zhang Shui and Zhang Shan each stood five steps away with their swords!

The two of them turned their backs to the crowd of the Five Dogs of Rice Sect.

All the eyebrows were frowned into the character "Chuan".

Sorrow surges into my heart.

The old man in front of him is too strong.

He can't hurt the opponent in the second team. The opponent's sword technique is too famous and cannot be airtight and cannot break the defense at all.

And they could feel that this person was easy to do.

Just a warm-up start.

The opponent has not yet used his killing move and has not done his best.

Seventh grade!

Only the seventh-grade supreme has such ability.

"Could it be... he is really a hundred years old!"

This is absurd!

Even if a warrior lives a long life, it is amazing to be in his seventies or eighties.

And most people will die if they are fifty or sixty.

Either he was injured or was backfired by his own martial arts, or was replaced by a new generation of powerful men.

The lake river is full of sword light and blood.

All those who come out to make a living have to pay back.

I have never heard of anyone living past one hundred years.

Yes, and the force is so strong.

"Bu Jiusheng's life-and-death formation!"

The two of them exchanged eyes and then quickly retreated.

Exit the hall directly.

Later, he brought nine third-grade and fourth-grade masters to the platform of His Highness.

Then the nine people stood in one position.

Zhang Shui, Zhang Shui is in the middle.

Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly.

The fairy-like style is elegant and free.

It looks like a harmless person and animal, and it is simply a cute old man.

But no one dared to look down on him, or even dared to approach him.

The other disciples of the Five Dogs of Rice Sect retreated far away.

They couldn't get involved in this battle.

It can only be a waste of money if you get up with one sword.

The seventh-grade supreme, a sword energy will kill human life.

"Hake, the Nine-Death Formation! It's interesting." Zhang Sanfeng's eyes shrank slightly, and then chopped his feet.

From the ladder.

A few walked straight and jumped.

The next moment, the best ladder in front of the formation will be the best ladder.

Then he jumped straight into the middle of the formation.

Zhang Shan and Zhang Shui hold the sword and straighten his shoulders.

The knees lowered slightly.

Then he began to take small steps around Zhang Sanfeng.

After ten steps, the nine people in the outer circle also began to point at Zhang Sanfeng with their weapons, and the two-way increase began to move around.
To be continued...