Immortal Martial God Chapter 1139: White robe

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But after that, Xiang Nan couldn't understand it again.

I thought there were only three people who rushed out suddenly.

Long Xingyun from the Northern Territory, Zhang Jindong from the Eastern Region, and Meng Qing from the West.

Xiang Nan knows these three people. All three of them were once champions of the Zongmen Campaign in their own region.

"How come there are only three of you!" Xiang Nan asked harshly, holding the railing.

The Long Xingyun landed coolly, just glanced at Xiang Nan faintly, and when he saw that Xiang Nan was an eight or nine-year-old child, he ignored him.

On the ground, the black-clothed people who were mating all stood up, one by one naked and picked up their weapons, ready to respond to the enemy.

Long Xingyun smiled slightly: "It looks like Xiang Bei hasn't found here yet."

Zhang Jindong of the Eastern Region laughed and said: "Lao Yun really has a brilliant plan. That Beibei made a big trouble in the Huangpu family. The news that he came to save people has spread."

"But you alone can think of it, and come here to blend in and take away the North’s credit in advance."

Meng Qing drew out a folding fan, patted it lightly, and said, "Let's slaughter these Southern Territory Dogs of Xuanzong before Xiang Bei. The credit belongs to us!"

"Ha, I'm going to see that North, how can I get crazy in front of us!"

Xiang Nan was anxious when he heard it. It turned out that these three people weren't sent by the Star Guild, but ran over without permission to grab their own credit.

So, there are really only three of them?

However, it is better to have something than nothing. At least these three people are not general. If they can really save the remaining children and women, even if they bow their heads in front of them, it is worth it!

"You really don't want to give up." Jiang Xuelu looked at Long Xingyun with a sneer: "Why, I suffered a lot from our hands last time, and I still don't know how to repent?"

Long Xingyun smiled and said: "Don't compare our golden lion with the trash of the sky eagle."

"Speaking of which, you are a very beautiful woman. How could she fall to the point of being with the Southern Territory Dog? Why don't you come back to the Star Guild with us."

Xuelu smiled, stepped back a few steps, and said: "Go."

Long Xingyun carried the giant sword, completely disregarding the people in black, and said, "I want to deal with me even with the trash of the Heavenly Origin Realm?"

"It's not them who are dealing with you, it's me." Suddenly, a deep voice appeared from the sky.

Xiang Nan's heart stunned!

It's that person! It must be him! It was the mysterious man who defeated two hundred eagle warriors alone!

Boom!

The voice comes first before the person arrives, and it is not the person who fell down the first time that day, but a huge steel cage!

The cage hit the ground fiercely. Inside, there were seven warriors **** with metal chains with thick arms. Among them was Xiaohe.

Immediately, a man in a white robe fell lightly, his right foot lightly lit a corner of the cage, his body was as agile as the wind, slowly floating under the night sky.

This person is only twenty-two years old, very young.

"Sure enough, here!" Long Xingyun saw Xiaohe and his party, his eyes lighted up.

The white-robed man tapped the cage with his toes, and said with extreme conceit: "People are here."

"If you can defeat me, take the hostage away at will."

Long Xingyun laughed loudly: "The big tiger has finally been drawn out. You are only Peeping at the nines, and you are only one person. We have three!"

"Near East, Meng Qing, do it! A quick fight!"

This Long Xingyun's brain is pretty good, he knows how to fight quickly, and he knows that there are many dreams in the night.

But the white-robed man didn't care at all, always smiling: "I know the identity of the three of you."

Na Long Xingyun held a long sword and shouted, "Beijing Mingyou Tiger!"

But seeing the qi surging in his body, criss-cross bursts of qi burst out, surrounding his body, interspersed into a dense qi wind blade area!

And those stubborn wind blades erupted with a loud noise from the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest.

Long Xingyun's figure is like the wind, a long sword drove the three times of wind, and stabbed the white robe man.

"The Northern Territory, Long Xingyun, won the Northern Territory Sect Champion at the age of nineteen. He was the top talent of that session, and he even possessed the mutant golden veins." The white-robed man read out the dragon calmly. With Xingyun's identity, he only dodged a sword from Long Xingyun.

Long Xingyun pierced the air with a sword, but immediately turned around to fight back. His movements were smooth and flowing, and when he changed the direction of the attack forcibly, he didn't feel half abrupt.

The three waves of qi entangled on the giant sword, and they kept making sneer breaking through the air, their power was extremely amazing.

"The palm of the mountain is shaking the sky!" Zhang Jindong from the Eastern Region also pursued him. He had no normal weapons, but a pair of white silk gloves on both hands.

This pair of white silk gloves, with snake-scale patterns on the surface, looks extremely sturdy, and should be a weapon of the first rank of heaven.

He slapped the air with a palm, which actually flattened the air! The air was instantly compressed into an air disc, and it burst with a Peng!

And his steps are like clouds, weirdly staggered, unable to judge where he will take the next step.

The two flashes of the Near East came to the white-robed man, clapping his hands continuously.

While dodging, the white-robed man said: "Zhang Jindong of the Eastern Region, won the Zongmen Tournament champion at the age of nineteen. He has a mid-level celestial palm that can penetrate the surface of an object and directly crush it Inside!"

Peng!

Zhang Jindong slapped his palm empty, and patted his palm on the tree trunk.

The trunk didn't move at all, but a breeze blew the giant tree away, like a thin object like cicada wings.

After the trunk flew away, everything inside the trunk fell down, and it was actually powder.

It turned out that after the giant tree was photographed, only a thin layer of skin remained, and the inside had already been broken into powder.

"Hahahaha!" Xijiang Meng Qing laughed and took out a purple-gold wine gourd. He poured a sip of peculiar spirits into his mouth, and yelled: "Three seas into the belly!"

This wine, I don’t know how it was refined, but after Meng Qing swallowed the wine, Xiang Nan could actually see through Meng Qing’s body the fiery red wine glowing in his mouth. The light has been going down the throat into the abdomen, and gathered in the spirit sea.

Then Meng Qing used a special technique to refine it, and sprayed a large flame at the white-robed man!

The flame was two colors, yellow inside and red outside.

The white-robed man dodged the flame, and the flame hit the rock behind him.

When a rock meets a flame, it burns to ashes in an instant!

The stone was also burned to ashes, which is incredible.

The white-robed man said: "Xijiang Meng Qing, won the Zongmen battle champion at the age of 20, with one hand, three seas into the abdomen, and can refine the venom of the 333 poisonous monsters. Drinks are released with the exercises."

"It looks like fire, but it is poisonous!"

That Meng Qing opened his mouth, and with another pouting, he spouted a large group of flames at the man in the white robe.

The white-robed man fluttered backwards coolly, and tactfully pulled out a sharp sword from his back, one finger wide and one meter long.

But seeing him gently stirring the long sword, twisting the sword body into a spiral shape, and the poisonous fire that Meng Qing sprayed was led away by the sword wind.

The giant sword stabbed by Long Xingyun has three times of qi, one strand of fire, one strand of gold, and the other strand of soil.

The white-robed man leaped slightly, poked Long Xingyun's sword with his toes and floated into the air.

Zhang Jindong has intercepted in the sky, and he slammed thirteen palms against the white-robed man with both hands!

The palm is tyrannical, it can shatter the air!

"You are all finished." The white-robed man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's me."