Invincible Starts From God-level Plunder

In the eyes of Gu Zeyang and Gu Fei'er, the people in the domain are as humble as ants.

Between talking and laughing, betting on two lives, just for fun.

On the faces of the two, the disgusting arrogance and indifference, as if there was no one else talking, regarded people as pigs and dogs. Gu Tianyi's statue was destroyed for no reason, and countless craftsmen and innocent people were buried under that sword.

All of this is irritating.

"That girl is with him, catch her and hand her over to the young master!"

"Catching her will also allow that man to cast a trap and relieve the pressure on the ancestor."

The strong men from Chunyang Hall rushed to hear the news, and they knew the ins and outs of the matter at a glance.

In the fight between Gu Zeyang and the two patriarchs, non-Wu Wang powerhouses could not intervene. They could only focus on Gu Fei'er, who seemed weaker.

Hundreds of Wuzong powerhouses attacked Gu Fei'er at the same time.

Seeing this, Gu Fei'er not only showed no fear on his face, but a touch of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"Hehe, the pigs in our Cold Sky Sword City have never resisted. I never thought that the beasts in the cursed land are not as smart as pigs. Pointless resistance will only usher in a more painful death."

"Ignorant fools, this girl might as well teach you one more word. Sometimes what looks insignificant is actually the deadliest thing."

Gu Fei'er smiled evilly, and all the cuteness and innocence in front of Gu Zeyang were wiped away.

Around her, the strong wind swept across, and the cold air was soaring into the sky.

Another terrifying cold sky sword martial soul appeared behind her.

Her cultivation was also fully exposed at this moment.

Wu Zong's eighth level is only one level worse than Gu Zeyang's.

The Hantian Sword she controls is more slender than Gu Zeyang's Wuhun. At the same time, the sharpness of the sword was a little less, and the biting coldness was a little more.

bass!

A sword slashed across, and the cold light on the blade, against the traces of blood, was slightly strange.

The five people closest to her were cut in half by this sword.

The incision was even, and not a single drop of blood spattered where it passed. Wu Zong, whose body had been cut off, hadn't exhausted his vitality yet, the blood in his body had already been eroded by the cold air, turning into ice balls, piercing the flesh and blood.

During the three breaths before death, the expressions of each corpse became extremely hideous, obviously enduring great pain.

Seeing this scene, all the Wuzong retreated one after another.

"Hey, didn't you want to catch me just now, why didn't you continue to do it? It's boring, he has just risen, you are really disappointing."

"Since you don't make a move, let me do it first."

"The second supernatural power, the Heaven Sealing Sword Formation!"

Gu Fei'er's voice was as gentle and melodious as a silver bell, but her aura at this moment made people feel the coolness coming from behind.

Under the Heaven Sealing Sword Formation, within a radius of ten zhang, everything has been blocked by sword energy.

Hundreds of Wu Zong were trapped in the Heaven Sealing Sword Formation, shrouded in the coldness of death.

"You are a woman of the generation, you are so cruel, killing so many people, are you not afraid of retribution?"

A half-step martial king.

"Hehe, the filthy ants in the domain are also worthy of being called people? As for retribution, it is even more a lie. If I am afraid of these illusory things, how can I have the achievements I have today."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I've said too much. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, no matter what you say to a group of dead people, there will be no risk of it being leaked. I hope you'd better resist it, otherwise, killing a group of pigs without a fight is really No sense of accomplishment."

Gu Fei'er covered her mouth with a chuckle, and with a slash of Han Tian's sword, a cold killing intent descended.

...

At the same time, after Gu Zeyang made a bet with Gu Fei'er, his combat power soared and became more and more rapid.

He seemed to have murderous intentions, and a powerful martial skill was spawned on the Hantian sword, which scattered Lie Yang and the sword's martial soul.

The two strong martial kings were also sent flying under this sword.

Martial soul is broken, but serious injury.

The breath of the two was sluggish, their faces were pale, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Hehe, the two old dogs are weaker than I imagined. This is only the eleventh move, and they are about to be unable to handle it. That's good, save more energy, and take care of this little wave, Gu Fei'er, tonight Where are the goods?"

Gu Zeyang sneered, and the Hantian Sword Wuhun in his hand was glowing with cold light.

"go to hell!"

With a sword slashed out, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and layers of cold clouds shrouded the sky.

The weather changed color, and the originally clear sky became dark and gloomy.

Both are Han Tianjian martial souls, but they have different bloodlines and have different levels. As Gu Zeyang is the grandson of the Second Supreme Elder of Hantian Sword City, his parents were already in the realm of Martial Kings when he was born, and the bloodline of the child must be far beyond ordinary people.

His Han Tianjian martial soul is much stronger than the former Gu Qingrui.

The power of this sword, I am afraid that even the strongest of the second level of Wuwang will have to deal with it carefully.

For Patriarch Lieyang and Patriarch Jianwu who were already seriously injured, it was a fatal attack.

boom!

The sword gang fell, and the cold light dissipated, presenting a large white mist.

The terrifying cold air was enough to freeze an ordinary Wu Zong to death.

"Hehe, you're so pitifully weak."

Gu Zeyang sneered.

But the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.

"This is……"

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the faint stars in the white mist cut by Jian Gang.

Suddenly, the stars were shining brightly, and two sharp blasts of wind rang out, like two bright starlight blades, tearing apart the heavy white mist, and coming straight towards Gu Zeyang.

The moment the white mist was dispelled, he saw that it was a pair of wings exuding the cold light of stars, like countless sharp sword blades. The person under the wings looked a bit familiar, and the black and white pupils seemed to be burning with a soul-stirring fire.

Those two starlight blades were torn out from this pair of starlight wings.

At this moment, what Gu Zeyang felt was a deep sense of threat.

Although Gu Zeyang is the grandson of the Second Supreme Elder of Hantian Sword City, he is not a playboy. When the starlight blade struck, he swung the Hantian sword in his hand, and the sword force was born.

"Cold Sky Sword Art, Sword and Shield Curse!"

The cold light and sword energy intertwined, and invisible sword shadows emerged in front of Gu Zeyang, each end-to-end, gathered on the cold sky sword, turning into a sword shield.

bang bang!

There were two muffled sounds in a row, one smashed the Sword and Shield Curse, and the other struck Gu Zeyang's chest impartially.

In an instant, Gu Zeyang's clothes were shattered, revealing a blue armor hidden under it.

This armor is at least a seventh-rank spirit treasure, otherwise, Gu Zeyang would be seriously injured even if he did not die under this blow.

"I know you, you are the one who let these foolish people make statues for you. This is Qingxu City, you must be the Linghuang."

Gu Zeyang looked at Gu Tianyi who was carrying Tianxing Fengling on his back, with a calm smile on his face.

Although he looks relaxed on the surface, there are already waves in his heart.

In his opinion, even the strongest in the barren land are nothing more than stronger ants. But now, he clearly felt that Gu Tianyi's strength was above him.

"I am not the Emperor of Souls."

Gu Tianyi said in a cold tone.

"Huh? Not Linghuang, so who are you, Emperor Qing?"

Gu Zeyang wondered.

"I am... the one who wants to kill you!"

Gu Tianyi flicked his wrist, a crimson light flashed in his palm, and the Chunyang sword was unsheathed.

Immediately, a sword cut out!