Chapter 542

What makes Xiao Yun feel pressure is not this Hefan, but the two young people on the right side of Gu Tianlan.

It's two, rather than the first on the right.

He was very young, handsome, with long black hair. His eyebrows were like silkworms and his eyes were sharp. He was full of heroic spirit.

In his body, there is an invisible temperament diffuse.

It is a kind of contemptuous and arrogant temperament.

He is like a king, as if to be looked up to.

This man is only the seven levels of Yuan Dan, but he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient sky haze, which shows how precious the heaven identity is.

In his body, Xiao Yun even felt greater pressure than nahefan.

There was even a sense of danger in my heart.

"This should be the contemporary genius of Xishan religion." Xiao Yun thought in his heart.

He is indeed a contemporary genius of Xishan religion. His surname is Gu and his name is Feiyang!

This person is not yet 18 years old, but has reached the seven levels of Yuan Dan. It can be seen how amazing the heaven talent is.

More importantly, he inherited the blood of the ancient family, with unparalleled combat power.

The young man beside Gu Feiyang looks similar to him.

His name is Gu Feihong, his cousin.

This Gu Feihong's talent is a little lower, but compared with other talents, he is too much stronger.

Because at this time he also stepped into the yuan Dan six complete, step into the yuan Dan seven seems to be around the corner.

As for the people behind them, they are also the strong men of Xishan sect. They all have seven peaks of Yuan Dan, but they only follow behind.

Dong Dong!

Gu Tianlan's steady pace, step by step, he did not say much, just so forward.

However, every step of his fall was shocking, which made people's hearts beat violently. It seemed that he would crack at any time.

This momentum seems to have reached a very mysterious realm, which seems to be in line with the heaven and earth.

Feeling this kind of fluctuation, Xiao Yun also felt the pressure for the first time.

This is definitely a strong enemy!

Besides, there are several strong men around him.

With the ancient sky haze coming, the atmosphere of this void has become tense.

"Today, the powerful men of the eight realms of Yuan Dan in the western Shangjiao sect gather together, and the ancient sky haze is the existence of the king of the same level. Therefore, the famine alliance will be a tragedy."

"A group of mobs dare to challenge Xishan religion. They want to die!" In this tense atmosphere, there are also sarcasm.

In particular, the people of the soul gate are excited, and after waiting for so long, now we can finally see the fall of Xiao Yun!

In a variety of different eye light, the ancient sky haze step suddenly a meal.

In the ancient sky haze that pace of the moment, the nearby discussion voice all stops, a silence.

The ancient sky haze is like a king, that every move draws the heartstrings of people.

Now that he's stalled, everyone knows he's going to do it.

Many people in the famine League also strained their nerves and seemed to know that a bloody battle was about to begin.

However, Xiao Yun was still indifferent, unable to see the joy and sadness.

"You killed my disciple, don't you know that he is from Xishan religion?" The ancient sky haze jade trees facing the wind, his face like a crown jade, his eyes slightly coagulation, light will be in front of Xiao Yun staring, that thin corner of the mouth slightly start, a word said.

His words are very light, but they give people a strong oppression.

In the invisible, this ancient sky haze has a strong momentum overturning down.

The momentum caused a ripple in the void of the area where the alliance was located.

"What about Xishan religion? If you dare to violate my deserted alliance, you will never die! " Xiao Yun's eyes were sharp, and the corner of his mouth opened word by word. In the face of the imposing oppression of the ancient sky haze, he was still not arrogant or inferior, without a trace of fear.

In the eyes of Xiao Yundi, there is only infinite fighting spirit.

"Never die?" Smell speech, Gu Tianlan smile, immediately that eye son tiny MI, twinkle a trace of cold, way, "do you think, with your strength, have this qualification and we do not die?" He looked at the desolate alliance lightly.

"It's just a mob. It's all over." In the ancient sky LAN side, he fan Mou Guang a cold, with a bit of fierce light said.

"Oh, good." That Qin Jiufeng is also a ferocious smile.

Now the arrival of the ancient sky haze, he did not have a trace of scruples, relying on his side of these strong enough to crush the famine alliance.

"The mob? I'm afraid it's not something that you, the Xishan sect, can destroy. " At the same time, when the monks of Xishan religion were so powerful that they wanted to destroy the alliance, a slightly frivolous voice was heard in the sky.

"Who?" When the voice rang out, the brows of several powerful men of Xishan religion were all raised, and their faces were gloomy.

It is not only Na he fan and Qin Jiufeng, but also between the ancient sky and the eyebrows.Speaking at this time is obviously a provocation to Xishan religion!

Not to mention the people of Xishan religion, even Xiao Yun and others are slightly stunned.

Because the source of the sound is not in their direction.

When people followed the reputation, the voice actually came from the northeast area.

On that day, there were forbidden areas on all sides of the forbidden area. Different forces gathered here from different directions.

Xiao Yun and others seem to have chosen the southwest.

So this person should not be the cultivator among them.

"Who could it be?" With a bit of curiosity, the practitioners of the desolate alliance narrowed their eyes to the front.

Whoa!

But in the void, there was a ripple, and three young people appeared in the sight of the public.

The head of a man wearing a robe, hands around the neck, carrying a bloody iron sword, step by step, the expression is slightly lazy, but in his eyes there is occasionally a bit of fierce light flashing.

That kind of light, just a glance makes people feel palpitating.

This man seems to be ordinary, but almost all people who have seen him know that he is definitely a character.

And look at his appearance, it is obvious that he was the one who spoke just now.

There were two young people behind him. One was tall and thin, carrying a machete. There was a breath of publicity between his eyebrows. At this time, he was stirring his eyebrows and scanning the four directions, showing a rebellious appearance.

The other is a little calm, holding a long gun, coldly scanning the Xishan people.

The appearance of these three people made many people a little surprised.

These people don't look like heroes, but they give people a sense of iron and blood.

It seems that under the lazy and arrogant expression, everyone is hiding a heart of iron and blood.

"The clothes of these men?" After meeting these three people, Wang Lei and others bent their brows. After a little doubt, they looked at the brothers around them. Vaguely, in their eyes, there was a certain color of joy that could not be concealed.

"Like a disciple of tianyuanzong!" Wanxingshan is also slightly squint eyes, the heartbeat in inexplicable acceleration.

The costumes of the three men were the same as those of the tianyuanzong.

Seeing these people, Xiao Yun's eyes are also slightly narrowed up.

Three young people, few people.

However, they were very indifferent. They swaggered towards the area where the disciples of huangmeng and Xishan cult were located. They didn't pay attention to the practitioners of other forces. If they were careful, we could find that two of them even stepped into the eight levels of Yuandan.

Even the remaining young man with a long gun has stepped into the seven peaks of Yuandan.

Such details are enough to make them proud. No wonder they can ignore others.

After seeing these three people, all the practitioners of Xishan religion frowned tightly.

Three people, two yuan Dan eight heavy, one of them seems to have just stepped into the eight heavy, but that young man with a broken iron sword has reached the peak of the eight heavy yuan Dan. Obviously, this man is not just a breakthrough, but should have reached this level a long time ago.

In the Xuanyuan battlefield, there are extraordinary people who can enter this realm so early.

So when the eyes of Gu Tianlan twinkled, they could not help but take a look at the young man.

"The sword on him?" All of a sudden, Gu Tianlan's eyes shrank suddenly, and his sight fell on the rusty ancient sword on the young man. There was a very obscure breath on the ancient sword, and the fluctuation was looming, which was frightening.

"Who are you?" Nahefan also showed a dignified face. He just stepped into the eight levels of Yuandan. The realm was not stable enough. At this time, the young man with an iron sword gave him a sense of danger. Although he was not happy in his heart, his tone was less arrogant.

After listening to this man's opening, many monks of nearby forces showed their eyes full of curiosity, waiting for him to speak.

Although most people could guess that they had something to do with the famine League, they were still looking forward to knowing the answer from these three people. At this time, the whole scene was silent, and all the people focused their attention on the young man with an iron sword.

"Who am I?" The young man with an iron sword raised his eyebrows and glanced at nahefan lightly. He stretched out his iron sword, pointed to the desolate alliance in front of him, and said, "I am a disciple of tianyuanzong. My surname is Xiao. Because my family ranks 11th, I am named shiyilang."

"Who do you think I am?" Xiao eleven Lang, the corner of his mouth set off a trace of radian, his iron sword inserted in the ground, light is said.

Xiao eleven Lang's words are very lazy, but there is always a little fierce flavor between the eyebrows.

When his words fell, the Hefan felt that the other side seemed to have a strong sense of oppression towards himself.

That kind of breath should be comparable to the oppression that Gu Tianlan brought to him.

"Xiao shiyilang, a disciple of tianyuanzong?" After hearing this, he fan frowned tightly.Qin Jiufeng beside that is also a face of awe.

It seems that the other two are also disciples of tianyuanzong.

It's just that this unknown tianyuanzong, how can it have such a strong person?

It's a bit puzzling.

Only Gu Tianlan is still indifferent.

Not only he, but also Gu Feiyang. From the beginning, he did not speak.

It seems that these little things have not been taken seriously by him.

He is a king. When he looks down on the world, even the appearance of Xiao eleven Lang is just a light glance.

Maybe he was very strong, but he was several years older than him. He also stayed in Xuanyuan battlefield for several years.

Gu Feiyang is confident that he can reach this level, even more powerful, in less than a year.

So he had no awe for these geniuses.

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