Chapter 125： : The magic well is opened, the fallen feather 1 clan, the war supreme (2/2)

”Yes!”

A large number of Fallen Feather tribesmen slew towards Lan Yu.

The patriarch of the Feathers and others would naturally not sit back and watch when they saw this.

”Huh, your opponent is us!”

”Traitor of the Feather Race, die for me!”

In the sky, black wings and white wings are intertwined, and a fight between black and white begins.

A large number of Dao Yun fluctuated and spread, spiritual power collided with each other, flying feathers fell, and the horror breath covered most of the sky.

And the Madman Chu stood on the edge of the altar, not caring about the fight in the air, and took good care of Lan Yu.

Those who dared to approach Lan Yu were mercilessly beheaded.

Neither Yuanying nor Dongxu is his enemy of a sword!

Boom! !

A **** hand wrapped a wave of Dao Yun and blasted out, as if it was about to collapse the void, and the supreme might locked Chu Madman.

Facing this blow, Madman Chu's expression was slightly solemn, holding the Kunwu Holy Sword, a dazzling purple sword aura instantly cut out.

Sword Qi, big hands collide, and terrifying shock sweeps across all directions.

The terrifying power has broken the earth and made the void turbulent.

Not far away, the three elders' expressions changed abruptly, ”This son's combat power is so terrifying, it can withstand my attack!”

Although he said that he really hurt himself in order to make a play, his attack was not something that an ordinary Venerable could resist.

I didn’t expect Madman Chu, a warlord, to be so powerful? !

”Seven Ancestor, look forward to Lan Yu.”

The madman Chu said to the void, and then there was a gleam in his eyes looking at the three elders, the sword rhyme on his body gradually rose.

”Since I left the customs, I haven't done my best. I wonder if you, the Supreme, can you make me use it?”

”Chu Madman, this has nothing to do with you. If you leave now, you may be able to save a life, otherwise you will definitely die!”

The three elders said coldly.

”The invasion of the devil world has nothing to do with the common people, how can it have nothing to do with me? Besides, you are going to move, but my person!” The Madman Chu looked cold, and the sword of the holy sword in his hand turned indifferently, and the rhyme of Taoism gushed out.

The Sword of the Heavenly Path~ Qinglian Sword Song, the two-dimensional vision is displayed.

”It's terrible, is this really just a warlord?” The third elder's pupils shrank, feeling incredible.

It was even more shocking to him that he was still behind, and saw Madman Chu launching into the domain of the King of War. The terrifying power of the domain made him feel the pressure!

Is he a king of war? !

God TM War King has such a fighting power!

There was a faint fright in the three elders. If the supreme was in his heyday, he might still be able to fight.

But now, his injury can only make him play less than half.

I'm afraid this battle is a bit hanged.

”What, are you afraid?” Madman Chu looked at the hesitant appearance of the third elder and couldn't help but sneered.

Cultivation is not only Taoism, but also Taoism!

The three elders were timid before the battle. In this battle, Madman Chu had already taken advantage, and he cut out with a sword before the opponent could speak.

A horrible sword light obscures the sky and the sun, and the Tao Yun contained in it is even more powerful, as if it could destroy everything in the world!

Slashing the sky and drawing swordsmanship!

Facing this terrifying kendo technique, the expression of the three elders suddenly changed, waving his hands and slamming a palm.

The violent power formed a huge palm print, and the moment the two forces collided, a huge roar erupted and smoke billowed.

The three elders were shaken back hundreds of feet.

Suddenly, he felt a feeling of palpitations, and he saw Madman Chu had come behind him for some time.

slashed down with a sword, and his sharp sword aura made his hair stand upright!

The three elders dodge desperately, but they are still not fast enough with this sword.

Sla, a black wing was abruptly torn, blood spurted wildly, and the screams of the three elders echoed.