Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

"Master, I have found a bow."

After walking out of the study, Long Zixuan reported to Li Fan.

Li Fan glanced at it, but was suddenly startled, and there was a hint of... caring for the mentally retarded in his eyes.

Just now, he felt that Long Zixuan had improved and knew how to handle sharp weapons.

Unexpectedly, I actually caught such a bow embryo?

Is this thing intended to use the bow embryo as a stick, swing it up and smash it?

Speechless.

He glanced at Qingchen at the same time, only to see Qingchen grab his broom again...

Li Fan was even more helpless, that's all, his disciples couldn't force themselves...

He had no choice but to nod and said:

"Go ahead."

"be safe."

Immediately, Long Zixuan, Qingchen, Wu Dade, Daheigou and Wu Xiaokun turned around and went out.

…

On the way, Wu Xiaokun also told Wu Dade, Long Zixuan, and Da Heigou about the situation.

"Martial Arts Gold List?"

After listening to the big black dog, a flash of thought flashed in the dog's eyes, and he glanced at Long Zixuan.

"Based on my rich experience...there is probably a pitfall in this thing."

It spoke.

"Based on Fatty's rich experience of being tricked by you... Fatty believes in you."

Wu Dade muttered.

"Wow, you are so beloved, you don't want to live anymore, do you?!"

…

now.

Oath Keeping Valley.

The dead people are everywhere, and murderous intent is surging.

Outside the Oath Keeping Valley, Xuan Yizong had arrived. Thousands of people were lined up, and their aura shook the valley.

At the entrance of the valley, more than three hundred oath keepers were neatly arranged in a square formation. Wu Song stood at the front, with a cold look in his old eyes.

Beside him, there was a girl standing with a sword.

Xuan Qingyi!

...In this great dispute, she chose to side with the tombkeeper.

"Xuan Qingyi, you traitor!"

Xuan Yizong, Xuan Qiulin stared at Xuan Qingyi and shouted angrily:

"Not only did you betray your master, but you also dared to surrender to the enemy. You deserve to die!"

Xuan Qingyi said decisively:

"Unfortunately, our clan was bewitched by traitors."

"As the old saying goes, if the emperor is not upright, the ministers will surrender to foreign countries. Today, why bother to say more? I just want a fight."

"court death!"

Xuan Qiulin's face was full of anger.

He turned his head, looked at the sect leader Xuan Tianqi, and said:

"Sect Master, let's do it!"

"Killing this little tombkeeper is just a snap of the fingers!"

Xuan Tianqi glanced at the Oath Keepers' square formation calmly and said:

"The enemy's formation is a little weird."

"I have been practicing for many years and have never seen it in the world of practice. In my opinion, I would like to test it out first."

"Let your son Xuan Beisong go."

Xuan Qiulin: "???"

He really wanted to say, Damn, your own son has been arranged to go to Beilin Dynasty, and let my son charge?

Real dog.

He said angrily:

"Beisong, come on!"

Xuan Beisong: "???"

After being startled for a moment, Xuan Beisong still stepped out from the crowd.

He took a general glance and found that Wu Song, the strongest member of the Oath Keepers lineage, was only in the middle of the Third Realm, the same level as him.

There was a trace of hatred in his eyes.

"My son's death is due to you and others!"

"Today, avenge my son!"

He shouted loudly and said: "Five hundred people, follow me to charge and kill!"

There are only three hundred Oath Keepers, and he can lead five hundred masters, which is more than enough!

In an instant, five hundred masters from Xuan Yi Sect rode on powerful black scale horses and followed him.

The sound of hooves is like thunder!

There were more people in the Xuan Yi Sect, and their charge on black scale horses was far more powerful than usual. At this moment, the Oath Keepers' phalanx looked like no man's land in their eyes.

If they form a square formation, they will only be beaten to pieces by the Black Scale Horses, causing heavy casualties!

"Old Wu...disperse the clansmen and use the terrain to fight them."

Seeing the black-scaled cavalry approaching, Xuan Qingyi couldn't help but remind him.

Her beautiful eyes were full of worry. After all, there are only three hundred Oath Keepers, and their strength is generally not as good as that of the Xuan Yi Sect. If they form an array like this... they will die miserably!

However, Wu Song shook his head and said:

"No, don't retreat!"

"Today, let the world see the splendor of our Oath Keepers clan!"

Then, he raised his hand!

"Do it with me!"

Wu Song shouted and said:

"Broadcast gymnastics, dancing youth, starting now!"

"Preparation Day, one, two, three, four!!!"

He started right away...doing gymnastics.

Seeing this, the three hundred Oath Keepers at the rear all started to perform dance exercises in unison!

"one two three four!"

Wu Song roars like an angry lion, and every syllable is roared with an extremely powerful voice.

He moved slowly, but with all his might.

Everyone in the audience followed his movements.

Along with the rhythm of the suona, three hundred oath keepers danced to the radio gymnastics!

This scene seems extremely magical!

At this moment, suddenly, the color of the world changed, and the storm suddenly started!

Xuan Qingyi couldn't help but change her pretty face, this kind of style... is indeed extraordinary.

Endless chaotic spiritual energy is gathering towards this area, jumping with the Oath Keeper's gymnastics, as if it is condensing into a spiritual energy storm!

"No……"

A Xuanyi Sect cultivator rushing in front suddenly felt something was wrong. The next moment, he and his horse were thrown away!

This was just the beginning. Under the raging spiritual energy storm, dozens of people from the Xuan Yizong were swept up into the sky and smashed down heavily. They were killed and injured!

"what's the situation?"

"No, this spiritual energy...why does it feel like a big wave?"

"Can't get closer!"

Everyone shouted and spoke in shock.

For a moment, the team of five hundred Xuanyi Sect experts led by Xuan Beisong became chaotic.

"Hold on!"

Xuan Beisong was very angry and said:

"Keep charging, don't retreat!"

He shook the reins and led a group of masters to break through this spiritual storm.

However, at this moment, Wu Song suddenly shouted:

"Suona, get up!"

Suddenly, there was a fierce suona sound in the field!

——They are tombkeepers, so they are proficient in the art of funeral and traveling, and suona is no problem.

During this time, while practicing radio gymnastics, they found that with music, their movements became more powerful and gymnastics became more enjoyable.

So, at the critical moment, they used suona!

At this moment, the suona sounds, high-spirited and upward, crossing the valley, and everyone in the Oath Keepers family is refreshed.

Three hundred oath keepers, guided by the suona, performed radio gymnastics. This scene... was extremely magical.

In Wu Song's mouth, the four beats continued to shout:

"Five! Six! Seven! Eight!"

Raise your hands, put your hands on your hips, and kick your legs!

Three hundred Oath Keepers kicked their legs at the same time, and immediately, the spiritual energy violently rioted.

Even Xuan Beisong's pupils shrank at this moment. He felt... that he couldn't bear it at all.

"How can it be……"

He is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Three Realms...

However, before he had time to think about it, the black-scaled horse under his crotch suddenly neighed loudly, its front hooves were lifted up, and it suddenly flipped over!

Xuan Beisong was also knocked away.

Bang!

He hit the ground hard and vomited blood on the spot!

Seeing this, everyone present was shocked.

"How is this going?"

"What kind of evil magic do these tomb guards use?"

"It's so powerful. Those actions, when done together, are so terrifyingly powerful!"

Everyone in Xuan Yizong spoke one after another.

As for Xuan Tianqi, his expression turned serious at this moment and he said:

"Ancient method!"

This... must be the ancient method Xuan Qingyi described before.

The power... is simply beyond imagination.

"If our Xuanyi Sect can get it, we will definitely be invincible in Beixuanzhou!"

His eyes are hot!

In the back, on a carriage.

Hei Luo watched this scene from a distance, and his old eyes also flashed with surprise and uncertainty.

"This ancient method... is unheard of and unseen."

"Even if that organization... doesn't exist, right?"

He was extremely suspicious...

Could it be that those families from the True Ancestor Realm... have people coming?

- In the pre-White Mist era, the Chaos Ancestral Realm was a whole. However, after a great war that destroyed the world, "one realm, four realms and eight wastelands" were formed. One realm refers to the True Ancestral Realm, which has the original Chaos Realm. Half of the ancestral world!

The status of the True Ancestral Realm also far exceeds that of the Four Realms and Eight Wastelands. Nowadays, the most powerful inheritance of the Chaos Ancestral Realm, the Nine Laws, is almost all there.

Among the four realms and eight wildernesses, there are very few forces that exceed the six realms!

Almost all of the most powerful ancient practitioners in the world are in the True Ancestor Realm...

he mused!

And at this moment.

front.

"Sect Master, charge with all your strength, catch them, and get the ancient method!"

Xuan Qiulin can't wait!

Xuan Tianqi waved his hand.

"kill!"

Xuan Yizong, the whole army attacked.

Thousands of people attacked, and the momentum was so loud that the earth almost trembled.

It is murderous and extremely compelling.

In comparison, there are only three hundred Oath Keepers... who are alone.

The murderous aura was so intense that the Oath Keeper's movements at this moment were somewhat chaotic and stagnant.

——The time for the Oath Keepers to learn the "Dancing Youth" preparation festival is still too short!

The overall strength... is still much weaker than Xuan Yizong!

"They're gone, rush!"

"Kill them!"

"Seize the ancient method and build a sect!"

Everyone in Xuan Yizong shouted loudly when they saw this.

"Old Wu... I can't stand it anymore!"

"what to do……"

All the Oath Keepers looked ugly and panicked.

However, at this moment, a terrifying storm struck from nowhere.

The smoke and dust rose up like a tornado, sweeping across the field and flying hundreds of riders!

"what happened?"

"Where did the tornado come from??"

Everyone in Xuan Yizong was shocked and hurriedly reined in their horses and stood up, not daring to move rashly.

"Spiritual storm?"

Xuan Tianqi looked in a certain direction.

I saw a group of young people already appearing over there.

Four young people, always a big black dog!

At this moment, the leading monk had a smile on his face and a broom in his hand.

There are still wisps of wind flowing through the end of the broom.

Xuan Tianqi's eyes suddenly shrank. Did the terrifying tornado just now come from this monk? ?

…

Another chapter to catch up on tomorrow.

Let's do this for now, go to sleep.