Chapter 287 A small fight

The flying sword shook the nearby airflow, and a powerful deterrent followed, which was the power of the action in the middle of the disaster. Wu Sihai shouted, "Wu Zheng just stopped." But it's too late.

Yue Qian was worried that he didn't have time to think too much about it. The speed and power of the other party's action were terrible, and he couldn't help thinking too much. It was just a matter of thought. The flying sword has threatened the momentum of people. Ah!" Yue Qianchou shouted loudly in anger, and burst out endless flames and cyan flames from his body in an explosive way in an instant. According to his temper, he couldn't help but not be angry. He listened to Wu Sihai's words and put away the fire, but Wu Zhenggang took the opportunity to do it. How could he swallow it?

The blue flame rushed, and the people around him were shocked. His eyes quickly swept around, with a feeling that there was no way to escape. Everyone has learned the power of the green flame before. An elder in the early stage of the disaster was burned to ashes. How dare everyone let it touch? In desperation, a large circle of people waved their swords directly to the wall behind them, breaking a hole and flashing out.

Wu Zhenggang has no sword in his hand, but his cultivation is high. His backhand is a palm, which directly collapses a large thick stone wall, and people flash out with the palm. Yue Qianchou, who released the fire, was even more shocked. He thought that the power of the green fire could melt the flying sword. Unexpectedly, although the other party's sword had signs of melting, it was enough to kill him before melting. The time delayed by the judgment error made the dodge not in a hurry.

In the storage bag, a series of cold lights flew out like lightning, almost in a zero-error way, one after another, and the almost inconsistent sound was made by the continuous attack of nearly 20 flying swords, which stopped the offensive of the other party's flying sword. Yue Qianchou waved his hand without hesitation and condensed a fire like a tornado. In the sea of fire, he wrapped the flying sword in a ball of fire and played the strongest high temperature to burn. As long as the flying sword is not destroyed, the other party may still attack remotely in the distance. If the flying sword of the monk in the middle of the disaster is close to the continuous attack, it is not something his cultivation can withstand.

A whole circle of holes suddenly broke out on the wall of the whole Wujia Ancestral Temple, and a person flashed out of a hole, followed by cyan fire dragons closely behind everyone. From the sky, the Wujia ancestral hall has become a multi-legged crab. The elders who escaped from the room stood far away, and their faces were uncertain. They never thought that more than 40 elders who had crossed the disaster would be forced to escape by a young man from the Jiedan period.

In fact, they were not bad. There were a few children guarding the door of the ancestral temple. They didn't have time to escape at all. They were swallowed up by the flames in an instant, and they didn't even have time to scream.

said it was slow, but in fact it was fast. From Wu Zhenggang's action to now, it's just a few blinks. After Wu Zheng just stood firm, he grinned with anger and wanted to summon the flying sword to continue to attack, but his face changed and he found that the flying sword had just lost contact with him.

Is the flying sword destroyed? This is impossible. Wu Zhenggang looked in disbelief at the cyan flame that had wrapped the ancestral temple in the burning. As the elder of the Wu Parents' Association, the flying sword he used was a Chinese magic weapon. How could it be destroyed in an instant? Even if you want to destroy it at the end of the disaster, it will take some effort! Is this blue flame so terrible? After receiving it, he still couldn't believe it. Wu Zheng just looked at the burning flame and shrank his pupils. He didn't believe that the cultivation of Yue Qianshou could destroy his flying sword. The only possibility was this strange blue fire.

"Wu Zhenggang, you are in big trouble!" Wu Sihai, dozens of meters away, roared at him. Because Wu Sihai has always thought that there is a mysterious and powerful force behind Yue Qianchou, he offended Yue Qianchou this time, and then he didn't know what kind of revenge he would get.

"A helpless loose repair, I'm afraid of what he will do." Wu Zhenggang replied loudly. He was distressed about his flying sword. What's more, he didn't think what would happen if he offended Yue Qianchou. He immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone surrounded the scum who destroyed my Wu family's ancestral temple. I don't believe that he will hide in the fire forever." Some elders who would listen to his call immediately dodged and flew to the ancestral temple in all directions.

The blue flames here soared into the sky and became the most eye-catching place in the whole martial arts family. The children of the martial arts family flew in one after another, surrounded by a lot of unknown reasons. People who could talk to the elders were asking what had happened. After Wu Licheng asked his grandfather that he knew that the person who caused havoc in the ancestral temple was Yue Qianchou, he was a little dumbfounded and muttered to himself, "How can this happen? How can this be possible? How could Brother Yue destroy my Wujia Ancestral Temple?

Wu Sihai stared at Wu Zhenggang and said angrily, "It's not forced by anyone!"

On the bustling Ha'er Island, there are many restaurants and teahouses, and there are people coming and going on the streets. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look, what's wrong with the Wu family?" Everyone followed and saw the blue light rushing to the sky in the direction of the Wu family, and they didn't know what they were doing. No one needs to say hello. As long as they have the ability to fly on the street, they all jumped on the roofs on both sides of the street to watch.

"Oh my God! Is that cyan fire?

"It should be, didn't you see that burning look like a flame? It's strange. How can there be a cyan fire? What is the Wu family doing?

"What's so strange about this? Last time I saw the sad star fireworks formula in Baihua Valley, and the flame released was actually a red fire."

"Wow! Look, there seems to be someone standing on the burning roof, er... Am I wrong? How can a person stand in the fire?

Several flying swords poked a hole in the roof with a bang, jumped out of Qianchou, stood on the roof with a blue flame, looked around, and stared at Wu Zhenggang. The condescending Yue Qianchou's eyes were gloomy and speechless, and he put pressure on everyone like the god of fire.

"Wow..." The sound of high-speed flight came. Everyone turned their heads and looked, and Yue Qianchou was no exception. Only three black spots flew quickly from the direction of the waterfall in the distance behind the Wu family. At such a long distance, the three black spots arrived in a few moments. The three old men stood out of thin air not far from Yue Qianchou. Perhaps they felt the strong temperature of the green fire, and the three of them looked at each other in surprise. And Yue Qianchou was also looking at the three people. His heart skimmed and secretly said that it was not good. Judging from the speed of the three people flying, it should be the monks at the end of the disaster. Looking at the costumes, there is no doubt that they are from the martial arts.

Sure enough, the Wu family around the bottom saluted Qiqi, "I've seen the elders!" Wu Zhenggang wanted to greet everyone to do it, but the oldest clan in the family came, and it was not his turn to speak.

The three old guys standing in the air ignored the bottom. The old man in the middle frowned and said, "Young man, who are you? Why do you burn my Wujia Temple?" In this era, the ancestral temple of a family is the most sacred place of the family, and the destruction of the ancestral temple is equivalent to the enemy of everyone in the family.

Yue Qianchou knew that he could not take advantage of it. At the end of the three disasters came at once. Even if the monks in this realm were compared with the middle of the disaster, they were one in the sky and the ground. Although Qinghuo is very powerful, it is impossible to control Qinghuo with your current cultivation. Maybe you can try it when it comes to the Yuanying period. Now it is like looking for death.

Yue Qianchou didn't answer the old man's words. He slowly moved his eyes to Wu Zhenggang again and said coldly, "Wu Zhenggang, you bully people too much!" Then he looked around and said coldly, "You martial arts are ungrateful! Too much bullying! Unexpectedly, I want to swallow the spirit stone I auctioned, and I also want to kill people, hehe! Very good, very good! Remember what happened today. How much have I swallowed today? In the future, I will let you spit out ten times a hundred times the capital and profit. And you, Wu Zhenggang, put your head on your neck for the time being, waiting for me to pick it up. Hey hey! I'm worried about putting the words here today. You'll see!"