Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

Wu Qu's whole face was so gloomy that water could almost drip, he seemed to have felt the strange eyes cast by those onlookers in the distance, he clenched the long spear in his hand, and was about to charge out again, to use his own prestige.

"Enough, Wu Qu!"

"This battle is very important!"

"The enemy is weak and we are strong, why tell them about king against king, general against general?"

However, before he could rush out, he was stopped by Liu Xiang. With a flash of his figure, he appeared directly next to Wu Qu, and said with a half-smile, and a playful look flashed in his eyes looking at Xue Taki color.

"Let's go together!"

Before Wu Qu could speak, he continued.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the tyrannical Zuxian's mid-stage peak momentum swept out of him, like a storm, invading everything around him, and making the already broken battlefield even more unbearable.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a long sword of the pinnacle of Taoism suddenly appeared in his hand. A sharp and cold sword intent surged all over his body. Yu Wanjian's sword is like a god, and his sword is unparalleled.

The next moment, he rushed out in an instant, surrounded by sword energy like a shadow, Liu Xiang wrapped in the sword energy all over the sky, and rushed towards Xuelong with unparalleled momentum.

After Liu Xiang rushed out, Wu Qu didn't bother anymore, following Wu Qu, the long spear in his hand stabbed out like a dragon, one after another spear shot out, piercing the void with black holes.

Sen Ming, standing in front of all the strongmen in the Senluo Palace, did not make a move. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the battlefield with a smile on his face. In his opinion, if Liu Xiang and Wu Qu made a move together, Xuetaki would definitely lose. As long as Xuetaki Once defeated, this battle is over!

Without the ancestors, even if there are many strong opponents, they are like ants and useless to them!

The many powerhouses in Piaoxue Pavilion and the onlookers in the distance saw Liu Xiang and Wu Qu besieging and killing Xue Taki together. They all tensed up, held their breath, and stared at the battlefield. .

Some of the onlookers had a look of pity on their faces, obviously they were not optimistic about Xue Long, after all, it was besieged by two ancestors, who could easily resist?

On the contrary, those strong men in Piaoxue Pavilion were equally nervous, but they didn't have any regrets. They firmly believed that even in the face of the siege of the two ancestors, the pavilion master Xue Long would still be able to resist.

Facing the rushing Wu Qu and Liu Xiang, Xue Taki's face was frozen, without the slightest fear, he did not retreat but advanced, holding the long sword, and went up, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, with sharp sword aura swept out.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the three of them collided together, and the deafening roar resounded through the entire Yuanfeng Mountain Range. The berserk force swept away in all directions like a violent wind and waves, and everything it passed was destroyed. The entire land was blown away, waves of earth swept across the sky, and endless gravel splashed.

Most of the Yuanfeng Mountains were razed to the ground, and the lush and towering ancient trees were shattered in an instant. The center of the entire battlefield seemed to be destroyed. The terrifying scene shocked everyone present.

In the battlefield, the endless sword energy mixed with the gun light shot all around, frightening everyone present to avoid frantically, for fear of being affected.

"boom!"

Not long after, a beautiful figure flew upside down from the center of the battlefield, flying upside down for hundreds of miles, and barely stabilized his figure just now. This person was none other than Xue Long, the owner of Piaoxue Pavilion.

At this time, she looked miserable, her dress was torn, her snow-white skin was faintly visible, and the corners of her mouth were constantly bleeding.

Wu Qu fought with her for thousands of rounds before, but failed to cause her any injuries, but as soon as Liu Xiang joined, she was severely injured with just one blow. Her cultivation base was already weaker than Liu Xiang , coupled with Wuqu, he was defeated in no time, which is already very impressive.

"Hey, Pavilion Master Xue is going to lose after all!"

"For the pincer attack of the two ancestors, Pavilion Master Xue can withstand one blow, which is already very good!"

"I thought this battle,

Will it be a protracted war, did not expect it to end so soon? "

Many onlookers in the distance, seeing this scene, shook their heads and sighed, discussing a lot, no one is optimistic about Xuelong, let alone the realm of the ancestors, but in other realms, the siege of two powerhouses of the same level is very difficult. Few people can resist it.

Seeing this scene, the many powerful men who were drawn over by Piaoxue Pavilion to support them looked at each other in blank dismay. Once Xuelong was defeated, it would be useless to support Piaoxue Pavilion. Perhaps, they should consider retreating.

Of course, as long as Xuetaki is not completely defeated, they will never act rashly.

"It seems that Pavilion Master Xue hasn't been abandoned all these years. If you can withstand our blows, you can be proud of yourself in the middle stage of Zuxian!"

On the battlefield, Liu Xiang stood holding his sword, glanced at Xue Taki, and said with a light smile.

"It's hard to say who will win and who will lose before the end!"

Xuetaki narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, she put away the long sword in her hand, took a deep breath, sharpened her eyes, sealed her hands instantly, and a picture book appeared in front of her in an instant, followed by a blue sword The long sword emerged from the catalog.

When this long sword appeared, a terrifying sword intent swept all directions in an instant, and all the swords in the entire world were not controlled by their masters, and all trembled, as if on a pilgrimage.

"Ancestral Immortal Sword?!"

Seeing the long sword, Liu Xiang and Wu Qu shrank their pupils, and exclaimed in unison, even standing behind Sen Ming, his brows were tightly frowned, they never thought that Xue Taki had the ancestral sword in his hand, Hidden so deep!

"good!"

"This sword is my Immortal Artifact of Piaoxue Pavilion and Town Pavilion!"

"Sword name: Yangchun Baixue!"

Xuetaki's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she nodded, and said loudly, with Yangchun Baixue in hand, her aura became sharper and more powerful, and the void around her seemed unable to withstand Yangchun Baixue's sharpness, and they all showed up with naked eyes. The posture is distorted and cracked.

"This sword is a funeral for you!"

As soon as the words fell, Xue Taki rose into the air, and the loud and loud voice resounded throughout the Yuanfeng Mountain Range.

She held Yangchun Baixue high in her hand, and the power in her body poured into the long sword crazily. The majestic power made Yangchun Baixue tremble continuously. , The fierce sword energy swept out, and in an instant, it spread all over Xuetaki's body.

Looking around, the entire world is densely packed with sword energy, covering the sky, as if forming a sky of swords, just one glance is enough to make people despair, that terrifying sword force, even if it is far away, makes many onlookers present The whole soul of the strong man trembled, as if a god of death was pointing a sword at their souls.

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