Chapter 89： Silence (1/2)
”I don't know if I live or die!”
In the air, Gu Qingfeng swept across, bringing up a nine-meter-long full moon arc, and the arc was like the turbid and violent spiritual power. The lightning in it was like a thunderous dragon, and it hit Li Jiawu. Somehow, if someone was struck by lightning, his hair would rise, his clothes would break, his skin fluttered, and he fell to the ground, his body turned black and red, his body trembled, and he kept twitching.
He not only had five members of the Li family, but also more than twenty deacons and elders from the Yunxia School. All of them sacrificed immortality at the first time, with martial arts, magic, and sword tactics.
The ancient breeze suddenly didn't look at it. The turbulent full moon arc wave, electric thunderbolt, and the immensely immortal arts were scattered and disappeared.
”A bunch of black people, toasting without eating and drinking, if that's the case, then go down and die!”
In the air, he stepped out one step, and came instantly, raising his arm, the palm is the rolling turbulent spiritual power, the palm is facing downwards, a sudden push, the palm of the void!
Click!
The sky's lightning, the sky's thunderbolt!
Boom! Click!
多 The twenty or so people who just started didn't hum, even if they were struck by lightning, their hairs would rise, their skin fluttered, and they fell to the ground.
died?
do not know!
No one knows, this scene happened too fast, too suddenly, too crazy!
Many people's minds are still in the shock of the ancient Qingfeng playing 20 fairy arts. At this moment, I saw him wipe out five people of the Li family with one leg, and defeated more than 20 deacon elders with a single palm. One, all scared scalp numb, all scared face like death, all scared soul flying.
The other deacon elders who had planned to do something, see this scene, who dare to do it, and quickly stopped running the spiritual power, even the flying sword in his hand was retracted. Desire to escape.
Suddenly, how could Gu Qingfeng give him a chance? When he raised his hand, the Qingming Fengxian vortex was condensed in the palm of his hand, and the one who escaped was attacked on the spot.
”Kneel down and die!”
The ancient ancient breeze clasped down, and the population sprayed its nose and kneeled on the ground.
There are three more people who want to escape.
”I do n’t nod today, no one wants to leave here half a step!”
The ancient clear wind raised a hand, and three great thunderbolts passed, and the three of them who escaped were hit on the ground, flesh-skinned, and smoky.
so horrible! too scary!
At this moment everyone finally realized a terrible fact that the strength of the ancient Qingfeng was far beyond their understanding. Feixue, five members of the Li family, and Yunxia sent more than twenty people. All the deacon elders were defeated, no one knew whether they were dead or alive.
They don't know what the identity of Gu Qingfeng is.
I also don't know why Gu Qingfeng's failure to build a foundation is so powerful.
He also didn't know that the spirit of Gu Qingfeng was so cloudy, but it was so thick and terrifying.
They do n’t know, everyone does n’t know, and they do n’t want to know about this at the moment, they are afraid, just afraid.
Especially those who have had festivals with Gu Qingfeng before.
Such as Mu Zibai, such as Tan Siru, such as Yunhong, such as Ye Hui, Li Can, such as Li Sen, they are frightened and stand a little unstable, their bodies are trembling, looking at the air as the dead sea Man in white, Tan Siru could no longer bear his inner fear, and turned and ran.
The ancient qingfeng palm palm qingmingfeng acupoint reappeared, Tan Siru was sucked in the past.
”I said, without my nod, no one wants to leave half a step, you are no exception, go down and kneel with your master to die!”
With a crackling slap, Tan Siru spurted blood from his nose and nose, and he knelt beside Feixue real person.
Who dares to run?
No more!
No one dares to run anymore, because the runners fell to the ground, no matter how tall you are, whether you are a disciple or an elder, whether you are a man or a woman, it ’s the same. He did n’t even dare to move, he did n’t even dare to breathe.
In the air, Gu Qingfeng stood with his hands in his hands. Once in white, it was clean and tidy, spotless, except that the collar ’s buttons were untied when he had untied, and the sleeves of his arms had not been rolled up. He stood, just like that. Stand quietly.
very quiet.
The expression is, the eyes are, the breath is, even the clothes have not fluttered, and the hair has never been raised.
He has no irritable anger, no rolling intentions, everything is very quiet on his body, like the dead sea in the endless darkness that has been silent for hundreds of millions of years, without any waves.
I was too quiet, silent and scary, no one dared to move, no one dared to speak, no one dared to breathe.
In the distance, Fei Kui bowed his head, lowered his head, his body could not stop shaking, his robe was already wet with sweat, and he finally understood why the old man would have rushed back yesterday, and he understood ... finally understood Already.
He is so, why is Elder Rende the same?
终于 He finally understood why Huode would rush back to warn himself, so that he should not provoke Gu Qingfeng, and said that if Gu Qingfeng was impulsive, he must persuade him.
How can I persuade.
Tong Rende really didn't know how to persuade.