Chapter 890 Four Generations of Barbarians

Su Ming's words came out, and immediately all the monks in the auction house changed their expressions, especially the guest old man and the young man of the Taici family, which showed an unbelievable feeling.

They think that Su Ming is from the Yu family, so Su Ming's worship seems to be an alliance with the Lieshan family. Although the size of the Etaizi family does not seem to care about the alliance between the two medium families, but... After all, the two of them are in the auction house of the Lieshan family.

"It turned out that this Taoist friend was an old friend of the Lieshan family, misunderstanding... misunderstanding..." The elderly guest of the Taici family, he immediately coughed, laughed, and held his fist at Su Ming.

"This matter is the fault of the Taici family. I hope the Yu family and the Lieshan family don't mind... I..." The old guest of the Taici family reacted very quickly and hurriedly laughed and put on a low posture. In his mind, the Lieshan family should not have the means to kill the two of them. After all... everything is

But before he finished his words, Mr. Feng frowned in front of Su Ming.

"Noise!" The cold voice came from Feng Lao's mouth, and immediately turned into a sultry thunder roar. When it echoed in the auction house, the old man of the Taici family trembled, and even bled seven orifices. His body pedaled out for several steps in a row, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The young man beside him looked even more frightened and trembled more and more violently. He was afraid. This is the first real fear from his birth to the present. He suddenly regretted it very much, but now it's too late. He doesn't know the purpose of the Lieshan family to leave him. He still can't believe it. . The Lieshan family dares to go to war with the Taici family.

"The four words of the teacher, in this world, in this endless sky, there is only one person who can call me like this. This person may be you, maybe... not you." Feng Lao looked at Su Ming with a smile on his face. But the hesitation hidden in the depths of his eyes made it impossible for him to really judge Su Ming's identity.

This is almost impossible in his opinion. Because once Su Ming is the inheritor he found in the projection body of the barbarians, he must be able to sense it very thoroughly now, but... at this moment, his sense of Su Ming exists. But in this induction, there is still a touch, even he is a faint pressure of qi and blood.

This made Feng Lao guess for a while.

"Try it and you will know." After holding his fist and worshiping again, Su Ming stood up straight. His right hand slowly raised, pointing up five points, as if he was holding something.

When Feng Lao's eyes lit up and his smile became more and more kind, his right hand was also raised, which seemed to be the action he had done. It's the same as Su Ming.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the people around, especially the people of the Lieshan family, who couldn't take their eyes off it, after seeing that Su Ming and Feng Lao's movements were the same. Most of them remembered the words related to his disciples that Feng Lao said in the family.

"Kaiyang!" Su Ming suddenly raised his head and grabbed his right hand upwards. Suddenly, an endless wind appeared in the auction house. These winds condensed on Su Ming's right hand in an instant. When he looked at it, Su Ming's right hand became a wind eye. The wind rotated rapidly in his hand, and a magnificent force spread from Su Ming's right hand.

"Kaiyang." Feng Lao smiled, and there was also a sound. His right hand waved casually, but he saw a wind whirlpool like the wind eye controlled by Su Ming's right hand, appearing in his right hand.

The two of them took a step forward at the same time and approached in an instant.

Boom!

The loud noise echoed in all directions in an instant. It was the collision between Kaiyang and Kaiyang. It was the competition between the previous generation of Fengman and this generation of Fengman. It was a... test between the inheritor and the inheritor!

In this roar, Su Ming was retreating dozens of feet. His eyes showed a bright light. Looking at Feng Lao dozens of feet away, he raised his right hand and punched directly at the nothing above the auction house. At the moment when the punch was punched, his body suddenly rushed forward.

Under this rush, Su Ming's body did not go in a straight line. When he rushed out, his body rotated violently. In circles, his body rotated countless moments. Under this choice, layers of wind roared, with Su Ming's body as the center, he quickly returned in the direction of his rotation. Turn it up.

At the same time, a stream of heat scattered from Su Ming's body with repeated rotations, swept into the whirlpool of the wind and spread around. But at this time, above Su Ming, the punch that Su Ming had just punched somehow attracted a lot of cold air. The cold air and the heat below were centered on the rotation of the wind. One rose and the other sank. At the moment of touching each other, Su Ming's voice and the roaring wind came out at the same time.

"Burial...yin!"

The wind boss laughed loudly, with a heartfelt smile. He raised his left hand and waved it casually on the top of his head, and immediately centered on his left hand above him. The cold air dispersed. His right hand also waved the same below. Suddenly, there was heat from his right hand. As his two hands closed in front of him !

"You don't have a lot of burials, but you have mastered the fur and haven't realized the essence. It seems that you haven't practiced seriously." Feng Lao put his hands together, and the wind roared.

"Look, this is... burial!" Feng Lao's hands suddenly separated. While his hands were separated, there was a rapidly rotating wind ball, which suddenly grew in his hands.

As he pushed forward, the wind ball immediately went straight to Su Ming, and the storm formed by Su Ming's burial shadow touched it in an instant.

Boom!

Three loud noises shook the whole auction house in a row. Su Ming's body retreated more than ten feet each time in these three roars. The wind outside his body collapsed. After being destroyed by the wind ball launched by the old wind, he approached Su Ming, but it seemed that he did not want to hurt Su Ming, but to meet Su Ming. After the eyebrows, it dissipated by itself. Obviously, Feng Lao was a little dissatisfied with Su Ming's Li Feng San, which was a slight lesson.

It's like the elders who see that the younger generation is not serious about their practice and want to be punished slightly.

Su Ming's eyes flashed. He was a savage, but his other identity was a four-generation barbarian god, and another identity was the split body of Ecang in the sky between heaven and earth, and even he was the direct lineage of the Ming clan.

All these identities, except for being a wind barbarian, did not allow Su Ming to let the windball fall on his eyebrows. Therefore, as his eyes flashed, Su Ming did not retreat at all, but at the moment when the windball approached, the sun, moon and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a divine source rune appeared, which was even It attracted Su Ming to integrate into his vision of the sun, moon and stars, and the strange power from the three Taoist heavens.

"In a normal state, the younger generation can't use Li Feng, but with the cooperation of my magic power, I can unfold... a magic similar to Li Feng!" While Su Ming spoke calmly, the sun and moon suddenly lit up in his eyes.

With Su Ming as the center, with the brightness of the sun and the moon, and with the appearance of stars under his feet, thousands of people in the whole auction house roared, and their eyes were blurred in an instant, and there was an illusion that heaven and earth were reversed and forcibly pulled into a certain space.

The world that each of them sees is different at this moment. It is a world created based on the memory in their minds that they don't want to look back, so that everyone here can't help but fall into it.

"The sun, the moon and the stars, leaving the wind." Su Ming opened his mouth softly, and the wind ball in front of him suddenly stopped at this moment, only a few inches away from Su Ming, but these inches seemed to have turned into a gully of heaven and earth and could not be crossed.

The real departure from the wind is to let the world you live in, because you are the ancestor of the wind, so... you can think that there is no wind in the whole sky.

It's like a boundary.

Su Ming can't do this, but with the illusion of the sun, moon and stars, combined with the strange power of the three Taoist heavens, he can create an illusory world. This illusory world is illusion. In this illusion, he can make here... no wind.

If that's the case, then illusion is illusion, and everything is false in the end, but the power that exists in the three paths is a kind of strange power that Su Ming has not been able to fully master and explore thoroughly so far. It is a kind of strange power that can turn the virtual into truth and make the fantasy real.

In this way, Su Ming's fantasy is no longer all illusory, but has a trace of reality.

It depends on the focus of whether the fantasy is true or false. On the contrary, it is not Su Ming, but thousands of people in this fantasy territory. As long as most of these people believe that the fantasy is true, then... this is the real!

All this is mysterious. In fact, even Su Ming is groping for this technique, and now it can be said to be his first real display.

Su Ming can't hold on to this technique for a long time. As the three breaths mentioned in the fierce ghost scale picture, I don't know if it's a coincidence. Su Ming can only carry out this technique for three breaths.

At the end of the three breaths, the world in front of everyone collapsed and broke apart. When everything recovered, most of the people here were at a loss. Only the wind was old, and his eyes were shining. He looked at Su Ming, and the wind ball in front of Su Ming disappeared.

"This is what I see, another kind of escape from the wind, you... good, very good, the road is impermanent, there are many changes, not to say that only my perception is correct, but the most suitable for yourself, is the most correct path.

The wind you changed is very good!" Feng Lao gradually showed a smile on his face. The smile was very happy. This kind of happiness has not been so strong for tens of thousands of years.

With a smile, Feng Lao shook his head, and his expression suddenly became serious. He took a few steps back, stared at Su Ming, slowly hugged his fist, and bowed deeply to Su Ming.

"Barbarian style, see you... barbarian god! I don't know how many generations of barbarian gods you are?" RQ