Chapter 567： father? (1/2)
”Why can't I?”
Xuantian said proudly, ”Then Yunzun thought he was the talent of Tianzong and created the God of War Art, but what happened?”
”The result was that his apprentice had his legs crippled, and he had to make a facelift, conceal his life, endure thousands of years, and live again!”
Xuantian looked very emotional, and said angrily: ”Can he feel the resentment in his disciple's heart? Can he understand how much pain his splendor has brought his disciple?”
”you......”
”Stop talking!”
Xuantian shouted: ”Kutian Jue vs. Battle God Jue, let's take a look at Yunzun and Kuhai back then, who is more powerful!”
”To be precise, you and me, who is stronger!”
Xuantian's words fell, and the whole body's fighting spirit was as solid as the condensed true essence.
That fierce fighting spirit gathered in Xuantian's body, and the fierce and domineering aura swept away crazily at this moment.
”Success!”
Seeing Kuqing, Xuantian's speed skyrocketed, and he stepped directly out of the way, with high spirits and fighting spirit!
The surging fighting spirit made Xuantian's whole person look completely different at this moment, mighty, domineering, and invincible.
It's just that everyone just looked at the mighty force Xuantian took in that step, but they didn't notice the quiet turning of his fingers.
But other people did not notice, but Mu Yun did.
When he saw the silent bending of the tips of Xuan Tian's fingers, Mu Yun was completely stunned.
His body couldn't help but began to spasm, and his entire face began to sweat.
”Master!”
”Leader!”
”Brother Yun!”
Seeing Mu Yun's weird behavior, everyone around him was shocked and hurriedly supported Mu Yun.
”I...I...nothing, nothing wrong!”
Mu Yun waved his hand, but his expression seemed to be haggard more than a hundred times at this moment.
Seeing Mu Yun's weird expression, Qin Mengyao frowned, but as if thinking of something, an unbelievable expression gradually appeared in her eyes.
”The Seventh God of War Art, Zhan proud of the sky!”
Above the sky, a shout suddenly sounded, and the aura of Xuantian's entire person had undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.
At this moment, Xuantian seemed to be completely transformed into an immortal, transformed into the only master between the heaven and the earth.
With the seven-fold War God Jue, twenty-five times the power increase, Xuantian at this moment really deserves to be worthy of Zhan Ao Cangqi!
In an instant, the speed of Tianxuan turned into a flash of lightning.
boom......
Almost for an instant, even the bitter green who had operated the Kutian Jue, at this moment, he couldn't resist at all.
Punch!
Xuantian slammed a punch, and Ku Qing didn't even have time to evade, even if it was the defense of the whole body, it collapsed at this moment.
Punch!
Just a punch?
The bitter green body, like a falling meteorite, fell directly into the sea below.
boom......
The thousand-meter-high waves rush straight up.
Suddenly, everyone was completely stupid in place.
Except Mu Yun.
He knew the power of God of War Jue better than anyone.
Confronting the enemy in the same realm, others out of thin air have several times more power than you, this contest is simply impossible to fight.
If Ku Qing cultivates not Kuhai Tianzun's Kutian Art, but other martial arts, I am afraid that at this moment, he is already a corpse!
Wow......
Just as everyone was shocked, a figure suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea.
”Holy Lord!”
”Holy Lord!”
Seeing that **** figure, two figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd.
”Holy Lord!”
Of those two figures, Mu Yun is no stranger to one of them, it was Ren Gang who supported him on the sea five years ago.
And the other figure, unexpectedly, was Qiu Chiyan of Tianjian Mountain.
Holding a long sword in his hand, Qiu Chiyan stood in front of Ku Qing and looked up.
”Red flame!”
Seeing Qiu Chiyan full of anger, Ku Qing hurriedly said: ”Don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent!”
When the words fell, Qiu Chiyan nodded bitterly.
At this moment Kuqing, blood was flowing from every pore of his body up and down, and the veil on his face also quietly fell at this moment.
”father!”
”Mu Qingyu!”
Seeing the handsome-looking middle-aged man, Mu Yun, Qin Mengyao and others, were all taken aback.
In the past few years, since Mu Yun entered the Three Thousand Small World, he has been looking for news of his father, but there has been no news.
But at this moment, I actually saw Mu Qingyu at this moment.
Lord of the Temple of Suffering?