Cultivation Chat Group

Sennongzong ambushed as many as seventeen reinforcements, loud and ambitious. Unfortunately... they have only one advantage. Their strength is too weak, with only two three-grade monks in the Seventeen Reinforcements, and the rest with only two-grade boundaries.

Combined with the "Xiannong Zong" already famous for its battle power scum, the nearby monastic community, it is doubtful how destructive these seventeen people can play.

At this time... Uncle Xiannong's figure flew in from behind. He had a pair of blue boots on his feet, apparently a magic tool. With this magic device, he can hold on to the back of the Ancient Demon, even faster than the Da Kyung Ba demon dog!

Of course, there are also reasons why the Kimba Dog did not pursue it with all its strength - to this level of great demon, it has no worse intelligence than humans. It shows that there is friction between Uncle Xian Nongzong and Anzhi Demon Monarch. He is happy to pick up the cheap price in the back and is ready to give Uncle a headline.

Uncle Xian Nongzong hasn't arrived yet, the voice first came: “Go, this is the guy in the dark fog who took Su Shi A XVI! Get him!”

Immediately afterwards, the uncle roared and jumped high, turning his body into the horn of the poison dragon, drilling towards the Anchi Demon King. The first move is a big move.

Seventeen Xiannong Brothers immediately followed the attack and used various means.

Because only a four-point monk has the ability to master a sword. So, with the exception of the three doorman with bow and arrow instruments, most of the remaining monks of Xiannong can only jump as high as the uncle, on their shoulders!

Together with eighteen Xiannong Brothers, each leap is as tall as five floors, and the attack is fierce. They raised their hands and raised their fists. With all kinds of light effects, the scene was much more spectacular than modern martial arts films.

Then, they always inflict… 0 points of damage on Anchi Demon King.

The Anchi Demon King in the middle of the sky just sneered, the black fog turned into a substantial support, 360 degree rounded defense with no dead angle.

‘Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-and-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-and-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-and-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-d

Then, gravitated by the gravity of the earth, these monks fell back to the ground.

The Anchi Demon King did not put these weak chickens in his eyes at all. His eyes swept away. The Da Jingba threw up his tongue and approached him quickly.

Ten more breaths and Da Kyung Ba will bite him again.

“Five breaths will have to get rid of these weak chickens!” In the heart of the Monarch Anchi.

“Drink!” he sipped, the round defense exploded and turned into hundreds of black swords.

“Go!" Anchi Devil sank a sip, and the hundreds of black swords lived like a flock of piranhas, spreading apart towards eighteen immortal monks.

Brush brush brush... a series of sharp blades cut open the sound of the flesh, blood raging, screaming continuously.

After a breath…

With the exception of Uncle and two three-pin Xiannong Brothers, the rest of the Xiannong Brothers have all fallen to the ground with dozens of sword wounds on each of them.

Half of them were killed instantly. I can only say that... they are the gatekeepers of the Immortal Farmer Sect!

“A monk with more than four pints is a tough man to deal with.” Uncle Xiannong hated straight teeth.

Master of the Sword, Four Grade Brothers. In ancient times, Brother Four Pints, also known as Brother Dauntless, could gather Golden Dan in one step and become the five-pint Golden Dan King.

So many of them are not enemies of each other.

Damn, their strongest reinforcements are still on their way. It'll take a while to get there!

Be sure to hold on, at least until Brother Zhengneng arrives.

Just when I was thinking about it, my uncle opened his eyes and looked at the center of the fog: "Huh? ”

Because the black fog of the protective body turned into a swordfish attack, the black fog scattered, finally revealing the true face of the Anchi Demon King. He was a short-haired man in red armor, and his appearance covered a layer of dark fog that made him invisible.

But that's not the point, the point is that the person behind Ancient Demon - behind Ancient Demon - has a huge tail that turns into a big hand grabbing a person.

As a matter of fact, it was the ‘Su Shi A XVI' girl who was caught.

But now, with his eyes wide open, he sees a white-faced man.

“Liar!” Uncle pointed to Song Shuhang and yelled: “Bastard, how is it you, Su Shi A XVI?! ”

“What?” Anchi Demon King was also stunned, turning to the ‘human creature' on his tail.

“Oh... vomit.” Song Shuhang laughed.

He had dreamed of flying into the blue sky countless times.

He thought he might be flying an airplane, like an eagle in the sky, across the sky.

Or wait for yourself to learn how to fly the sword, tread on the lights of the sword, and laugh at the four seas of Kyushu!

What kind of pictures is that?

But he didn't think that the first time he really flew in the air, someone would grab him and force him to fly the fog. Moreover, the great hand of the monarch's tail still held him firmly, shaking violently along the way, almost squeezing out his guts.

Thirty-two bad reviews for this Blue Sky Beginning experience! That ‘good boy' dream of hitting the blue sky!

The ideal is so full, but the reality is brutal bone.

“Not Sioux XVI?” Anchi Monarch questioned.

“Huh.” Song Shuhang expressed his complex mood at this time with ridiculous laughter.

“It wasn't XVI. What should you drink when I yelled 'Su's descendants’?” Anchi Satan was furious.

“… ha.” After a moment of silence, Song Shuhang decided to mock and laugh again. Your uncle, I only said ‘who' back then, okay? Is that why you think I'm Su's XVI?

“There's a problem with the target, let's go!” Uncle Xian Nongzong's teasing uncle made a decisive decision and drank.

As for this fucking liar, is it his business to die or live? He only cares about Sioux XVI!

Anchi Demon King stopped breathing for about two...

“Funny, funny, funny!” Suddenly, Demon King Haha laughed, no one knew what he was thinking now, what's so funny?

“Oh! Sword!” At this time, Song Shuhang painstakingly pinched the boulder in his pocket and activated it.

The hand of the demon monarch was too tight before, he finally grabbed the 'sword charm' with his finger again. While the Demon King was surprised, he finally found the opportunity to use the [sword charm].

The sword charm was activated, and a phantom figure appeared behind Song Shuhang's body. The figure stood proud and gazed at Anchi Demon King.

Later, the figure pointed to the sword, and in accordance with Song Shuhang's will, cut off a sword towards the tail root of Anzhi Demon King.

The brilliant sword lashes out, firmly locking the Anchi Demon King. In the eyes of the demon monarch, there is only one sword left in the heavens and the earth, nothing else.

This is a Buddha made by a Master Fudo, and this sword light is a delicate sword!

However, Master Fudo's cultivation was not high, at least at the time of making this Fu Bao, Jindan had not been promoted to the King of Spirits. Therefore, the power of this Fu Bao sword also possesses only the power of the Three Pint Brothers.

But Anchi Demon King did not dare to underestimate this sword light, it has only three powers, but this sword light is a delicate sword technique, and accidentally, he said he could not turn the boat in the gully!