Chapter 143 My name is Wutian, lawless Wutian
"I'm curious." Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Lin Beihe had no intention of hiding it anymore and simply admitted it. "Now that you know it's me, you don't run away and still dare to appear in front of me. Do you have anything to rely on?" Lin Beihe's eyes were bright as he looked at Lin Qiye who looked confident. "Clap clap clap." "As expected of the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he can kill the True Dragon Demon Saint and play the role of protector of our clan. He is indeed thoughtful." Lin Qiye clapped his hands and then spoke in a lazy voice. "Venerable Wutian, you can come out now." "Boom!" As soon as he finished speaking, a figure shrouded in black mist walked out of the void and stood behind Lin Qiye. He put his hands behind his back and said nothing, but he was as towering and heavy as a mountain, giving people a huge sense of oppression. .
At this moment, even though they were far away, just standing here, everyone still felt the pressure coming towards their faces, making their bodies tingle, as if they were about to be torn apart. Lin Beihe's pupils shrank. Because he couldn't see through the other person at all. Even if the opponent does not release any breath, just looking at it with the naked eye will feel that it is deep and unfathomable, as bottomless as a vast ocean, and as terrifying as an abyss. There is no doubt that this must be a strong man. But he couldn't see through how strong the other party was. This kind of enemy is the most terrifying. "who are you?" Lin Beihe looked solemn. "My name is Wutian, the lawless Wutian." The figure in black said indifferently, his tone full of arrogance and domineering. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Beihe. Suddenly, a majestic and vast spiritual coercion swept across all directions, instantly restraining everyone present. Just a few days ago. Lin Beihe used the immortal flying knife to cut off a layer of the exquisite black and yellow pagoda of heaven and earth. Returning to the Celestial Clan, Lin Qiye's steps were stiff as soon as he entered his room. "who!" He turned back sharply. A black shadow appeared in front of him.
original. In the Qibao Exquisite Pagoda, an old demon has been suppressed. This person is closely involved with the family behind Lin Qiye. But now, this old devil Wutian is willing to do things for Lin Qiye, which is obviously some kind of cooperation between the two. "Ok?" Wutian frowned and looked at Lin Beihe, who was not suppressed by his spirit at all and could still move freely. "It seems that you are indeed somewhat capable and can push this boy from the Lin family to this point. It's a pity that all your struggles are in vain in front of me, Wu Tian." Wutian grinned cruelly. In an instant, a surging murderous intent surged toward Lin Beihe. In an instant, Lin Beihe's hair stood up all over his body, feeling that extreme danger was coming. He did not hesitate. "Immortal-killing flying knife, kill." Lin Beihe drank loudly. A flying knife rushed out from his cuff. In an instant, it turned into a blood moon. The blood was gushing into the sky, carrying boundless evil aura. The blood moon rises, like water being poured with blood, dyeing the whole house red. In an instant, countless blood gathered into a sea of blood, drowning everything, and seemed to kill all living things in the world. "call out!" The immortal-killing flying knife flew out like a rainbow piercing the sun, piercing the sky at an astonishing speed. "Pfft-" A soft sound came out. Followed by. Blood exploded. A corpse fell to the ground, cracking the floor and causing debris to scatter. Wutian actually captured a Jiuli tribesman from the sky to block the knife for him at the critical moment. The opponent actually understood the pattern of the Immortal-Decapitating Flying Knife being sure to hit every time it struck, and instead used other items to offset the attack to avoid it. With this layer of scruples, Lin Beihe did not dare to use the immortal-killing flying knife at will. He had no choice but to take out his other artifact, the Xuanyuan Sword.
As soon as the Xuanyuan Sword came out, the golden light flashed and there were thousands of auspicious colors. An extremely sharp and fierce momentum spread. “Cut!” Lin Beihe snorted coldly and directly activated the restrictions on the Xuanyuan Sword. Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword glowed with golden light. The golden sword light swept across, splitting the entire building in half, and the ground was cracked, and cracks appeared, spreading outward, spreading all around like a spider web. "clang!" Xuanyuan Sword struck Wu Tian on the top of his head, making a crisp and sonorous sound. Although this sword cut down, Wutian's body was as tough as iron and was not damaged at all. On the contrary, Xuanyuan Sword was trembling and almost came out of his hand. "A mere ant in the lower realms wants to hurt me, so it's not overestimating its own capabilities." A sarcastic smile appeared on Venerable Wutian's face, and he reached out to grab Xuanyuan Sword, trying to snatch it away. Lin Beihe looked cold. Immediately, he activated the remaining restrictions without hesitation and activated the power in Xuanyuan Sword. Suddenly, Xuanyuan Sword burst out with bright brilliance. "Zheng." There was a sound of sword sound. The sword light shot into the sky, directly knocking Wutian back. His palms were split open and dripping with blood. Xuanyuan Sword regained its calmness and floated in front of Lin Beihe. "What a sword, even more powerful than the magic weapon I once had." Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Beihe's hand, Wu Tian's eyes were blazing: "This sword is mine." "You think beautifully." Lin Beihe snorted coldly, activated the Xuanyuan Sword, and killed Wutian again. Immediately, a ray of golden light bloomed from the Xuanyuan Sword, turning into a golden sword, carrying the aura of destroying everything, and headed straight towards Lord Wutian. "clang!" There was a sound of metal clashing. Wutian reached out and grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword firmly. No matter how hard Lin Beihe tried, he could not pull out the Xuanyuan Sword. "It's time to finish." Wutian shook his head and sighed, his eyes becoming cold. In an instant, a violent force surged out from his arm, along the Xuanyuan Sword, and towards Lin Beihe's body. "Click, click!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard. "Pfft!" Lin Beihe opened his mouth and spurted blood. The muscles and veins all over his body were bursting inch by inch, blood was flowing, and it was too horrible to look at. "Do not……" Cang roared repeatedly, and he rushed over regardless of his own safety. "Noisy!" Wutian's eyes narrowed and he punched out. Suddenly, the void exploded into pieces, and the force of the fist was like a wave, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards. His chest collapsed and he fainted on the spot. "Die!" Wutian waved his hand. Suddenly, a black light suddenly lit up and struck towards Lin Beihe's heart. But at this moment. Changes occur suddenly. Cang, who was already unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. It turned out that he was pretending to be faint just now. In an instant, Cang opened the magic form of the witch god, and the phantoms of gods and demons with three heads and six arms appeared behind him. He reached out his right hand and slapped Wutian on the head. "court death!" Wutian's pupils narrowed slightly, and he pointed out. "Boom!" In an instant, a spark exploded and invisible ripples radiated away. next moment. Cang groaned and flew away. Wutian sneered, took one step forward, and continued to pursue. But suddenly, he was stunned and his expression changed drastically. Lin Beihe's deep voice sounded slowly. "Trapped Immortal Formation, rise." Lin Qiye's expression also changed.
"Venerable Wutian, be careful, this formation is not simple." (End of this chapter)