The personal master of the beautiful president

The crystal clear giant fingers traversed the sky, and the aura emanating from them was extremely manic and raging.

"God trick!"

Sensing this breath, Wu Hong's heart skipped a beat.Divine art, that is something that even he rarely touches, a peerless supernatural power that only gods can master!
"This kid actually has a magic formula, I really didn't expect it!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Wu Hong's eyes, and the next moment, this astonishment turned into greed.

Although he is a member of the martial arts sect and has a very strong foundation, but for him, the divine formula is definitely a supreme treasure and has a strong attraction.

"Elder Six and Elder Seven, be sure to kill this son and bring the magic formula on him back to the sect. My father will definitely reward you!" Wu Hong said to Wu Chengtian and Wu Heyu.

Hearing his words, both of them frown.

Wu Chengtian brandished his long spear, his whole body exploded with thunder, and lightning balls containing terrifying laws of thunder emerged out of thin air and surrounded him.

Wu Heyu held a knife in both hands, raised it above his head, and then slashed heavily at Lin Bei.

With this knife down, you will be so angry!
An ice peak rose from the ground and pierced fiercely towards Lin Bei.

"broken!"

Facing the hand of the two, Lin Bei tapped lightly in the void with an indifferent expression.

Emperor Wu's Broken God finger roared "buzzing", carrying a terrifying power that could destroy everything, and landed heavily on the ice peak.

"Booming", the sound of thunder piercing through the ears, the entire ice peak was split apart under Lin Bei's finger, like a knife cutting butter, effortlessly.

"This..." Wu Heyu was startled.

"I come!"

Wu Heyu's attack was deciphered, Wu Chengtian took a step forward, his attack had been brewing for a long time, the power of the law of thunder around his body was "crackling", and he was about to explode.

"go with!"

A little cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

"boom!"

The white lightning wrapped around Wu Chengtian's thunder spear, turning into a long snow-white dragon, and stretched its teeth and claws towards Lin Bei.

Facing this terrifying shot, Lin Bei's face was as calm as water, and he didn't even frown. He just watched the Emperor Wu's Broken God Finger break through Wu Heyu's saber light, and then clashed with Wu Chengtian's Thunder Spear. collide.

"Clang" sound.

The thunder gun, which looked extremely sharp and awe-inspiring, had just collided with the Broken God Finger, and it flew out without a trace.

"This?"

Wu Chengtian was stunned, and before they could think about it, the Broken God Finger had already penetrated and hit them heavily.

"Pfft" sounded.

Being pointed out by this, both of them flew upside down several meters, lying on the ground, opening their mouths to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Vulnerable." Lin Bei stepped on the void, looked down at the two people on the ground, and uttered a sentence coldly.

"How is this possible! How could he be so strong? Both of us are no match for him together!" Seeing Lin Bei's disdain for him, Wu Chengtian's eyes were about to burst, and he punched hard on the ground. It hit the ground and smashed the floor to pieces.

"Your strength is indeed very strong."

Seeing the defeat of the elders of his own sect, Wu Hong's expression changed slightly, he stared at Lin Bei, and said slowly.

"You don't need to tell me this, I know it myself." Lin Bei smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, and flicked his index finger.

A streak of cyan finger light was split, cutting towards Wu Hong as quickly as a galloping horse.

Wu Hong didn't move his body, he let the finger strike, and saw the finger strike precisely less than five centimeters from Wu Hong's feet after sweeping hundreds of meters.

"It seems that you are stronger than these two elders of your Wu family." Seeing that Wu Hong had seen through his attack trajectory, Lin Bei smiled faintly, his eyes filled with fighting intent.

"My strength should not let you down." With a grin, Wu Hong gently raised his hand, and a short knife appeared in his hand.

This is a gray blade with a very strange shape, which is very different from ordinary weapons.

But when the short blade came out, the entire valley seemed to be darkened, as if there were countless elves sighing, making people feel heavy in their hearts, and even want to die.

"Your weapon is very strange."

Lin Bei looked at the dagger in Wu Hong's hand, and couldn't help but speak.

"The Chant of Silence, the symbol of the future heir to the head of the Wu family." Wu Hong explained, his voice was very calm, but anyone could hear the sense of arrogance from his calm tone.

"It is indeed a very good knife," Lin Bei said with a grin. "However, a good knife must have a good person, otherwise it will be a waste of money."

Wu Hong didn't speak, he just raised his arm and swiped lightly at Lin Bei.

The inconspicuous knife cut the entire space, the light of the knife almost formed a line, separating the sky and the earth, and the deep sighs from the soul made people's heartache more and more painful, as if they were participating in Like a funeral.

"Good knife!"

Lin Bei laughed out loud, and he volleyed out of nowhere.

"Wu Xiao Sword, come out!"

"Bang" sound.

A golden rainbow protruded from his back, and as soon as it came out, a golden saber light was cut out, colliding with Wu Hong's saber light.

Everyone's eyes widened, watching the two collide.

The loud noise they had imagined did not appear, and everyone could only see countless rubble rolling in from the wall of Huangyiyuan Mountain, and the ground trembled, as if an earthquake had been triggered.

"kill!"

Ignoring the echo of the surrounding environment, Lin Bei squeezed the sword art, and the Wuxiao Sword directly turned into a golden beam of light, stabbing fiercely at Wu Hong.

When he saw Lin Bei sacrifice the Wuxiao Sword, Wu Hong's eyelids also twitched, not because he saw the extraordinaryness of the Wuxiao Sword, but because he felt a slight fluctuation from the hilt of the silent chant in his hand!
Although this fluctuation was very subtle, Wu Hong felt it clearly.This is the first time he has felt the feedback from the Aria of Silence. Obviously, Lin Bei's sword is very good, and he should not be underestimated!
"Today, let us have a good fight."

Throwing the blade horizontally, Wu Hong came to kill with the sword.

The speed of Wuxiao Sword is so fast, far exceeding the speed of sound, like a missile, but even at this extreme speed, Wu Hong can clearly distinguish it, and constantly swings the sword to meet it, preventing it from leaking.

"No, Wu Hong's reaction speed is definitely not so fast. It's the Chant of Silence in his hand that is constantly driving his body to attack with the knife!" Lin Bei squinted his eyes, and could tell something was wrong at a glance.

When Lin Bei pushed it with all his strength, how fast was the Wuxiao Sword attacking?
Its speed is the same as a shell fired by a tank, enough to reach 2000 meters per second, which is several times the speed of sound!
At such a fast speed, even Lin Bei couldn't see everything clearly, and could only avoid it when the sound barrier was broken. How could Wu Hong prevent it so perfectly?

At first, Lin Bei felt that something was wrong, but now he realized that he was not fighting Wu Hong at this moment, but the knife in Wu Hong's hand!

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