Chapter 162 (1/2)
However, antiquity can't control so much now. As for the Dragon Eagle castle, the white family and the bloody Gang, when they are really strong, they will naturally settle this account. Now, what he cares about most is the five people in front of him, the disciples from Xuehan palace.
”It's not that the enemies don't get together. I didn't expect you to come. But what I didn't expect is that your Xuehan palace sent a punishment team to chase me for an ordinary inner disciple. It was really beyond my expectation.” Gu Feng said with a smile.
Mo long smiled indifferently: ”that is just a waste in my eyes. I'm here just for you.”
”For me? Unfortunately, I'm not a good man, and you look a little too shabby.” Gu Feng grinned and said sarcastically.
”You want to die.”
Mo long roared, because half of his face was scarred, which twisted his whole face and looked very terrible. At the same time, a dark golden Shura gun appeared in his hand and stabbed the ancient wind with a strong evil spirit.
His body also burst out a terrible momentum, which belongs to the six fold momentum of the quintessence, powerful and unparalleled, sweeping around.
”Hum, do you think you have an advantage if you have a high level?” the ancient wind smiled coldly. The spiritual power swam through the meridians, and the bright brilliance bloomed. In a moment, his body soared two feet, hesitated, and his fist with glazed luster blasted at the long gun.
”Hum, don't measure your strength.” Mo long snorted coldly. His Shura gun is a mysterious treasure weapon. It's impossible to stop it by the flesh alone.
”Die.” Mo long roared. The bloody awn on the golden spear puffed and stabbed down at the ancient wind.
”Break it for me.”
The ancient wind roared. At the same time, the glazed light on his fist was full and collided with the tip of the gun.
”Boom.”
The terrible energy burst out, and the ancient wind was really a step backward by the great power. On the contrary, the long gun in the hand directly flew out, and the whole person was also blown away by the great power and hit a big tree heavily.
”How possible.”
Mo Long's eyes were full of unbelievable color. At the moment of touching, he felt a terrible force like a mountain pouring down on him. That force was too terrible for a pure six level monk.
What made him more concerned was that the ancient style at this time did not use spiritual power at all, but with the glass like body to bang with him.
Just when Mo long was surprised, a thunder like sound of breaking the wind sounded, and immediately the bright golden light burst into bloom, like a ghost, and rushed to the other four cold snow palace disciples.
The glazed figure of the ancient wind suddenly fell in front of a disciple of Xuehan palace. His huge fist was waved fiercely and thundered on the person's body as fast as lightning. His terrible strength directly blew the frightened disciple of Xuehan palace into a pool of meat mud in a low and dull noise!
Seeing the disciple who suddenly turned into meat mud, the other three people on the side were also shocked. They looked at the huge glass figure in horror and hurriedly retreated.
”Snow cold palace? What a nuisance!”
One blow blew up a person, and some impatient voices of the ancient wind came.
”Gu Feng, you are so brave that you dare to kill the disciples of Xuehan palace.” Mo Long's face changed greatly and shouted angrily.