Chapter 967 (1/2)

The big hand was very dark, with terrible energy flowing on it.

After the ancient wind was caught by the big hand, he tried his best to fight. Although he reluctantly broke free from the bondage, he was finally pulled out of nothingness.

Poof!

A big mouthful of blood sprayed out. Under this blow, the ancient wind suffered extremely serious trauma.

Fortunately, the master of the big hand didn't really want to kill him, otherwise he would be directly pinched and exploded under that blow.

”Damn it, in the lower boundary of Kyushu, it's so easy to use. In the upper boundary, it's so unbearable.”

Gu Feng scolded secretly. At this moment, how he missed the treasure boat. If the treasure boat was not given to the barbarian blue, how could he be caught as long as he escaped into nothingness?

”Take him!”

A slightly old voice sounded and looked up, but there was an old man with white hair in the direction of gaoleshan.

”Damn it, that's a saint!”

The ancient wind suddenly judged the smell emitted from each other. This is the presence of the saint. The owner of the big hand must be the old thing.

A dozen goleshan strongmen roared straight to the ancient wind.

But one of the people on the other side roared, ”do you still want to swallow the inheritance alone?”

Looking back, it was the people of Xingchen Pavilion who intervened again. Some people went straight to the disciples of Gaole mountain, and some people came straight to the ancient style.

”You want to die, when I am who?”

The ancient wind was so angry that it was unexpected that after hiding its identity, it was once again reduced to an enemy all over the world.

The dark wheel rose up, and during the rotation, all those who rushed to him were accepted by him.

”Good courage!”

In the direction of Xingchen Pavilion, a slightly old voice sounded. Then, another bus palm came and beat the ancient wind out on the spot.

The power of a terrible Saint poured into the body of the ancient wind and almost broke him directly.

Coughing up blood again and again, he found that his divine power had been sealed.

”Take him!”

The sage of Xingchen Pavilion gave the order. He planned to start first and catch the ancient style in his hand.

However, Gao Leshan quit again. The sage and the old man did it himself. He not only killed the disciples of Xingchen Pavilion, but also caught it directly at the ancient wind.

In the face of this attack, the ancient wind has no ability to resist. The divine power is sealed, even if he wants to use the original Qi to protect his body.

Looking up, the ancient wind impressively found that Li Mingyang, the ancestor of Wuliang sect, was not far away at this time. In a hurry, the ancient wind immediately said, ”help, grandmaster, I'm the ancient wind!”

Brush!

Li Mingyang's eyes immediately glowed. Without saying a word, he directly cut off the saint's big hand with a sword.

At the same time, he took the ancient wind into his hand, looked up at the gaoleshan and Xingchen Pavilion, and said, ”I want this son, who will rob, who will die!”

”Li Mingyang, don't go too far. Since you came to the eight wastelands, you have stirred up the wind and rain. It's not that we're really afraid of you, but that we don't want to fight. If you insist on taking this son today, we will not hesitate to go to war with your wuliangzong. ”