Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

{where? where? Let me take a quick look. }

{Are you blind? Aren't they the two people on the screen? }

{What can you see from that far away? }

{Of course, I am Laozu’s number one fan. I can recognize him just by looking at one of his hairs. }

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say this, the ancestor's costume is indeed very easy to identify, and he is not a liar.

{No, my eyes have been blurred. Can any of you tell me the result? Who won? }

{Does this need to be said? I don’t even need to look at it, our ancestor must have won. }

They have blind confidence in their ancestor's strength.

{real or fake? Why can't I see anything? They were moving so fast that I could only see an afterimage. }

{Who says it’s not? I have already taken out my grandma's reading glasses and magnifying glass, but after using them in turn, I still can't see clearly. }

{Anchor, anchor, where are people? Come to the live broadcast soon. }

An Yan couldn't care about them at this time. She was staring at the two people fighting with her eyes wide open.

After a while, she felt that her whole body was stiff due to nervousness. She reached out and pulled Yuan Kong who was standing beside her.

"Yuankong, do you think the ancestor can win?"

Although he was at the scene, the speed of the two of them was too fast. With An Yan's eyesight, she could not see their movements clearly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Yuan Kong rolled his eyes at him and said angrily.

"..." An Yan could only close her mouth tightly, for fear of offending this little bombshell who had a bad temper recently.

Although the two of them were not in the live broadcast, their voices did reach everyone's ears clearly.

{Hahaha, the anchor must be exhausted. }

{I, Yuan Kong, am really good. I can change my name to Yuan Daodun. }

{Whoever makes the anchor go offline suddenly deserves it. Finally there was someone who could cure her. }

{I quite like watching Yuan Kong fight against the anchor. }

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At this moment, the two people who were fighting were no longer content with punching and kicking, and began to use their spiritual power.

"Yunhe, how dare you use spiritual power indiscriminately in the human world?" After noticing a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, Anwu's expression became very solemn.

His eyes were fixed on the spiritual weapon in Yunhe's hand, which was a three-foot-long sword.

"Hehehe, so what?" Yunhe smiled disdainfully, only the dignified guy in front of him would care about the life and death of ordinary people.

"Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?" An Wu frowned and stretched out his hand to set up a transparent protective shield in the small courtyard.

“God’s punishment??”

As if he heard a big joke, Yunhe suddenly burst out laughing.

"What kind of divine punishment am I afraid of?" The techniques he practiced did not require encountering thunder disaster at all. As long as he had enough spiritual power, he could ascend.

Therefore, for the past two hundred years, he has been searching for spiritual power everywhere, and once he finds it, he will do whatever it takes to get it.

As he spoke, the long sword in Yunhe's hand suddenly flew into the air, and then stabbed Anwu fiercely.

An Wu's expression did not change. He quickly stretched out his hand and made a gesture, only to see that the ferocious flying sword stopped just as it came in front of him.

Stopped quietly in front of him, motionless.

"Damn it!" Yun He couldn't help but curse, and with a sullen face, he vigorously activated the spiritual power in his body.

But the flying sword still didn't move at all.

No matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all, as if there was a huge stone weighing a thousand kilograms on it.

"It's useless. After all these years, you are still no match for me."

An Wu sighed, then stretched out his hand and waved it gently. The flying sword instantly changed its direction and shot quickly in the direction of Yun He!

!!!

Yunhe was startled, and he immediately ran away, but the flying sword seemed to have eyes, following closely behind him, chasing after him.

And this scene was also seen by everyone in the live broadcast room.

{Hey, I seem to see a bright light? }

{I saw it too, but I couldn't see clearly what it was. }

{See, the bad guy seemed to be using the bright light to deal with the ancestor at first, but the bright light started chasing him instead. }

{Come to think of it, what on earth is that bright light? }

{We don’t know this either. }

{Okay, we just need to know that this person is not our ancestor’s opponent. }

{Huh? No, isn't this the Public Security Bureau? Why hasn't a police officer come out after so long? }

{Didn't you notice that guy keeps going in circles? Why didn't he run outside the police station? This is obvious. The Public Security Bureau must have been under some kind of magic spell by that ancestor. }

{You mean no one else could hear their fight? }

{That’s pretty much what it means. }

{No, is it really as magical as you say? }

{Upstairs, this is your first time. Please don't doubt the strength of our ancestors, just watch quietly. }

{Anchor, hurry up and make the screen on your phone bigger. After this bright light appears, I can't see anything. }

{Me too, I can only see a bright light flashing back and forth. }

There was a lot of shouting in the live broadcast room, what they said was true.

Because An Yan at the scene felt exactly the same as them.

Her eyes were now filled with white, as if there were countless fireworks blooming in front of her eyes.

The shaking made her eyes sore, and she could no longer tell which figure was the ancestor.

In desperation, she could only resist the pressure and pull Yuan Kong's sleeve again.

"Yuankong, what's going on now?"

Yuan Kong raised his eyelids and glanced at her. Perhaps he knew that the speed of these two people could not be seen by ordinary people, so this time he did not quarrel with An Yan, but told her the result simply and clearly.

"That man is almost out of strength."

is not that right?

Yun He was probably the only one who was chased all over the courtyard by his flying sword.

But he had to run. If he didn't run, the effort would be stuck directly in his butt.

Therefore, Yunhe was very aggrieved at this time.

He didn't expect that after practicing for so many years, he was still no match for An Wu.

No, I can’t even catch one of their moves!

Thinking of this, a surge of anger suddenly rose in Yunhe's heart.

"I fought with you."

He roared, turned around suddenly, pushed hard with both hands, and a huge amount of spiritual power poured out of his body instantly!

The flying sword that had been chasing him finally stopped under this force!