I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

In Liuquan Mountain, everyone fell into deep thought after hearing what Xiao Kun said.

Then, as if they suddenly remembered something, several people woke up one after another.

Looking at each other, we can see horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.

Everyone subconsciously denied their guess, feeling absurd and unbelievable.

But when everyone sees the same doubts in each other's eyes, they know that everyone guesses, probably the same.

So many people think of the same possibility at the same time, so although this possibility is absurd, I am afraid, it is true...

"Shouldn't it be?" Daoist Tianyan, head teacher of Qingfu Palace, felt his throat slightly dry: "Haven't they been dead for thirty years?"

"Just disappearing doesn't necessarily mean he's really dead. At their level, it's not difficult to take over and reincarnate." Northern Qi Gao Tianxuan said with difficulty.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Cheng Qing, the head of the Cheng family, said slowly, "They didn't often work in our eastern border before."

"But it may be because of this, so I reincarnated and rebuilt here to avoid my former enemies." Nanliang Xiaokun said in a deep voice.

Taoist Tianyan smiled wryly: "If this is the case, it is no wonder that Chang'an is so mysterious and powerful, but if this is the case, then we..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

Do they still have a chance?

"The past is the past, and the present is the present."

Tang Wang finally said: "If they were really invincible, they would not have been wiped out thirty years ago. Although they have been reincarnated and rebuilt, they are not as good as they were in their heyday."

He looked around at everyone: "Because of this, we have to do it sooner rather than later, otherwise, we are waiting to die."

Everyone around was silent.

After a long while, Lin Ying, the head of Wutian Peak, spoke first: "The disciple of our sect has fallen into the hands of others, and his life or death is unknown. No matter who the opponent is, Lin will never back down."

"Sect Leader Lin Gao Yi, I deeply admire him." King Tang nodded, then looked at the others.

Taoist Tianyan and Cheng Qing have the same Confucianism,

They all sighed secretly, and then said: "I wish to obey the will of the king."

Xiao Kun and Gao Tianxuan were still pondering.

King Tang was about to speak again when he saw Lin Ying and Taoist Tianyan facing each other with serious expressions.

Everyone looked along their line of sight together, and saw an old man in black walking out of the forest.

Tang Wang and Lin Ying both secretly sank in their hearts.

The strength of the ninth realm of the two of them did not detect the approach of the old man in black in advance.

The opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

"I heard that in Chang'an City, there is an old man in black, called Mr. Wu Yun."

Cheng Qing, the head of the Cheng family, stared at the other party: "Could it be Your Excellency?"

The old man in black nodded: "This old man is Wu Yun."

"What is your intention to come here?" Cheng Qing Dynasty Tang Wang asked.

Mr. Wu Yun looked at the people in front of him calmly: "The old man is ordered to pass on His Majesty's oral instructions to everyone."

"Your Majesty? Oral order?" Lin Ying asked, "What do you want to say?"

"By His Majesty's order, those who surrender will not be killed." Mr. Wu Yun said with a solemn expression.

Everyone else in the room gasped.

"Your Majesty..." King Tang finally said, "That is the Lord of Chang'an City. I don't know which one of the Twelve Hells in the past? Is it 'Qianqiu' and 'Ape Dragon King', or someone else?"

Mr. Wu Yun smiled faintly: "This is not something you need to care about."

He glanced at everyone: "You just need to answer, surrender, or not surrender?"

"It seems that words cannot communicate."

Lin Ying said quietly: "Forgive me for offending Lin."

After all, his body was shrouded in sword energy and hidden in the mist.

The people around, even King Tang, had difficulty capturing its specific position in a short period of time.

However, Mr. Wu Yun smiled, and his figure was also shrouded in black mist.

Tang Wang and others were also unable to detect his whereabouts.

Lin Ying, who used the "Misty Thought", felt it carefully, but she didn't gain anything.

His heart is heavy.

The subtlety of Mitian Yinian is to make the enemy unable to track his whereabouts, and then make a sudden attack, turning the mist into lightning, and take the enemy's life with a full blow of the sword.

But now he couldn't determine the exact location of the black-clothed old man on the opposite side, so there was no way to land this thunderbolt sword.

The accumulated momentum cannot rise infinitely.

When the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow.

After climbing to a certain height, if the sword is not released, the momentum will go downhill.

Lin Ying can only bet now, betting that the other party is just like him.

Now it depends on who can't hold on first, who will show his flaws first.

However, Mr. Wu Yun does not seem to want to wait.

The vast black mist moved forward, actively intertwining with Lin Ying's gray mist.

Then, Lin Ying felt that her sword power not only stopped rising, but began to slide before reaching the peak.

People outside the fog are paying attention to this contest.

Then, everyone saw that the black mist slowly devoured the gray mist!

Aware of this, Xiao Kun, a master of the Southern Liang Dynasty clan, suddenly turned around and flew backwards.

He was going to run away directly.

However, before he could actually fly into the air, there was a large black mist in front of him, covering all directions.

The black cloud overwhelmed the top, trapping everyone in the center.

"It's better to be united at this moment." After Tang Wang said, he raised the Sifang Ge, and then slashed at the black cloud that was trying to swallow the gray fog.

The powerful force actually split the black cloud.

But an old hand stretched out from it, clenched into a fist, without fear of Changge's sharpness, and shook head-on.

When the two sides collided, Mr. Wu Yun remained unmoved.

Tang Wang fell back three steps in a row.

Cheng Qing and Taoist Tianyan were shocked.

Tang Wang's martial arts is so strong that it almost surpasses the ninth realm warriors of the seven kingdoms in the eastern border.

Even if all the ninth-level martial arts experts from other dynasties are combined, there are very few who can compare with it.

But now, it is clear that Tang Wang lost half of the move.

What's more, the old man in black is still wrestling with Lin Ying, who is also in the ninth level.

However, everyone soon felt happy.

Because they discovered that when Mr. Wu Yun was distracted from resisting King Tang, the other side of the black cloud's engulfing of the gray mist stopped immediately.

Lin Ying's gray mist even began to recover the lost ground in turn.

However, after Mr. Wu Yun repelled King Tang, the black cloud immediately regained the upper hand.

Gao Tianxuan, Cheng Qing, and Taoist Tianyan from Northern Qi all attacked Mr. Wu Yun.

They have already seen that although the old man in front of him is strong, he is not a strong man above the ninth realm.

When everyone joins hands, there is no place for a battle.

Only Nanliang Xiao Kun snorted: "He is not the only one in Chang'an!"

"Even this person can't be solved, can we get out of here alive?" Gao Tianxuan asked.

Xiao Kun was slightly silent when he heard this, and the next moment he picked up his spear, and his evil spirit condensed into a dragon shape, and also attacked Mr. Wu Yun.

With the combined efforts of the six masters, Mr. Wu Yun is still able to handle it with ease.

But to win the opponent, it is obviously not something that can be done in a short time.

On the top tree of Liuquan Mountain, there is a girl sitting.

"Brother, Wu Yun is very skilled. It seems that he has become a Daoist primordial spirit, and he will be ahead of the Martial Dao Emperor." Shen Herong said: "Little sister, help him clean up together. Anyway, he has already revealed himself in front of these people."

Zhang Dongyun's voice rang in her ears.

However, it did not originate from the Qingtian Eye, but directly from the sky above the head:

"No need to be so troublesome."

The word "No" sounded, and four purple-gold thunders descended from the sky.

Cheng Qing, the head of the Cheng family, was originally writing a poem chanting thunder with a giant brush like rafters, calling for thunder to strike black clouds.

But at this moment, the four divine thunders fell, instantly tearing apart the thunder cloud that Cheng Qingwenhua's talent had aroused.

With the blessing of the Cheng family's classic principles of "thick accumulation and thin hair", Cheng Qing manifests supernatural powers when fighting against others, which saves literary talents and can last for a long time.

But at this moment, there is no chance for him to drag on and fight a protracted war.

Four purple-gold divine thunders split him into coke on the spot!

Then the sound of the word "must" sounded, and the divine wind of enlightenment fell from the sky.

The storm kept rotating and compressing, until finally it seemed to condense into a solid body, turning into five sharp spears, which fell from the sky and aimed directly at Liang Xiaokun.

Xiao Kun wanted to distinguish, but the five sharp guns had already landed on his head.

All he could do was to condense his own evil energy, use a dragon-subduing spear, and attack with the intention of a dragon ascending to heaven.

The evil spirit condensed into a dragon shape, raised its head upwards, soared into the sky, and opened its mouth to roar.

But it's a pity that as soon as the dragon's roar sounded, a storm gun penetrated the upper and lower sides of the dragon's mouth and nailed it together.

Then the second spear pierced through the dragon's head.

The third is to nail the dragon's neck.

The fourth branch penetrates the belly of the dragon.

Fifth branch, crucifying the dragon's tail.

The five sharp spears destroyed Xiao Kun's evil spirit dragon, and continued to fall, not giving him a chance to dodge, discounting the long spear in his hand.

Then, penetrate his limbs and torso, and nail his whole body to the ground!

The third word "this" sounded, and six ice skates fell from the sky.

Gao Tianxuan, a master of the clan of the Northern Qi Dynasty, casts the Fengxue magic sword, and the warrior's masculine blood goes to another extreme, turning into a yin and cold sword.

The sword energy set off an endless blizzard in midair to block the attacks falling from above.

At the same time, he himself quickly retreated.

It's a pity that the skates were not hindered by the wind and snow at all.

Where the blade passed, it froze the blizzard into thick icicles standing on the ground.

At the next moment of the skate, Gao Tian, ​​who was fleeing in the middle, turned his head, back and limbs.

He couldn't take another step, and was frozen in place, turning into an ice sculpture.

As soon as the word "Mo" sounded, three balls of flames fell from the sky.

The target is the master of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the head teacher of Qingfu Palace, Taoist Tianyan.

Taoist Tianyan let out a long sigh and raised his sleeves.

A huge pill furnace flew out of his cuff.

The furnace lid was opened, and endless flames spewed out.

Taoist Tianyan used the Xuanfu Furnace, the most precious treasure of Qingfu Palace, to display his own Xuanfu Lihuo to the extreme.

His dharma appeared as a tall flame Taoist, holding the Xuanfu treasure furnace in one hand, and the other hand was condensed by the flames into a larger alchemy furnace.

This alchemy furnace is completely composed of flames, as huge as a hill.

Taoist Tianyan's Xuanfu True Fire Aspect held up the huge alchemy furnace transformed by its flames, and faced the three fireballs falling from the sky.

As a result, a fireball shattered the huge alchemy furnace formed by the flames.

The second fireball pierced through the chest of Tianyan Taoist Xuanfu's real fire figure, and continued to rush out from the back.

The third fireball engulfed Taoist Tianyan's body.

Then, Zhang Dongyun said the fifth word "ma" in a sentence.

Eleven tianhe rivers descended from the sky.

The vast river flooded and swallowed Tang Wang Li Xuan's heart.

Li Xuanxin let out a long breath.

He raised his long dagger in his hand, and then slashed towards the surging Tianhe River, wanting to split the river with his four daggers and fight for a way out.

The majestic and majestic aura of the king condensed into a phantom, which was more than a hundred meters away.

Sweeping the artistic conception of the Quartet, this moment will sweep Tianhe.

However, the eleven long rivers converged together, and the usually weak flowing water seemed to be heavier and harder than the mountain peak.

Under the pouring, Li Xuanxin's long dagger suddenly shattered!

He still didn't give up, the Zhanwang fist went upwards, bombarding the river.

Then, his arms were bloody and his bones cracked.

Xing Tian's fighting spirit made him continue to support.

But it's a pity that the violent river water crushed and swallowed him in an instant.

At this time, Zhang Dongyun just finished a sentence.

The last word "annoying" was exited, and ten rainbows appeared on the sky.

The rainbow light is like a bridge to the sky, falling from the sky to the ground.

At the same time that Zhang Dongyun uttered the first word, Mr. Wu Yun quickly withdrew his hands and stepped back, standing aside respectfully.

Lin Ying has no opponent for the time being, but the pressure in her heart is even greater.

At this time, ten rainbow lights descended from the sky, falling together towards the gray mist that enveloped Lin Ying.

Lin Ying pursed her lips tightly and took the initiative to clear the fog.

A lightning-like sword that slashed straight to the sky, no less powerful than King Tang's Sifang Ge.

However, the next moment, the lightning was divided into eleven sections by ten rainbow lights.

Lightning disappeared.

The sword light was shattered.

Ten rainbow lights shot down, piercing Lin Ying's body and pinning him to the ground.

In a word.

six words.

The six masters were wiped out.