Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

This is why the champion of the Boxer is in a rainbow, single-handedly entering the defensive line of the city of Furyo.

With his volcanic rage and rampage, the morale of the guards of the city of Xiaoyu is like a torn cotton flock of sores and flutters.

In addition to the bandits who have been following Xiahou for decades in unintentional warfare and have tied themselves firmly to the chariots of the city, the bandits and murderers temporarily recruited in recent months have shown hesitation in their search for a way to defend themselves or even defeat them, and hastily counter-attacked artillery has become chaotic.

The Siege Square is the life of an experienced tiger wolf. Can't you see the defensive swing? The momentum of the attack instantly rose by several levels, the iron and steel flood swept into shock waves, turned into a vicious beast with teeth dancing claws, and hit each other hard!

Everyone expects the perimeter defense line of the city to collapse, but didn't expect it to collapse so fast.

If we continue like this, perhaps the vast majority of the guards will lose the courage to fight in the alley and turn it into a broken soldier robbed in the heat.

“Xia Hou has no heart! ”

The champion laughed, the Iron Fist crown flag pointed directly at the depths of the city, honking, roaring, “After decades as the lord of the city, have your bones been crispy in the meat forest of the wine pond, dare show up and fight with my champion! ”

“Fight of the Champions! ”

“World War I! ”

“World War I! ”

“Battle, war, war! ”

The fist champion's roar, with its bright echo, turned into a stacked wave, spread to the front battlefield, again like a giant cannon heavily bombarded the guard's chest, a lot of people's legs were soft, God's soul knew, not even swords and guns could be grabbed fast.

Force is the supreme law over sin.

The owner of the city has no choice but to show up.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

Li Yaoming acutely perceived the depths of the city of Xiaoyuo, close to the Weiwei complex of the sky tower, emitting thousands of streams of light, overlapping layers, dense numbness, and attacking the boxing champion at the speed of the wind turbulence.

Heran is all hair-blowing, iron-sharpening swords!

Under Li Yao's Yuanjin insight, these flying swords were all wrapped around a strand of spiritual filament, and the spiritual filaments were staggered and entangled with each other, turning into a mezzanine net.

The center of the whole flying sword network is no less than the spiritual energy fluctuations of the champion, at least the strong number of yuan infants can be released!

“Boom!”

In the middle of "Greater Railway City", "Meteor Slurry Cannon" fired again, as the crust cracked, volcanoes erupted and meteors crashed into the moon.

The flying sword is densely aligned and impartial. It is just in time for the plasma. Thousands of flying swords are glowing at the same time. The light is brighter than plasma. It forms a large mouth of blood basin, instantly tearing, swallowing and fusing the plasma!

All the flying swords were stirred up with plasma, and under the guidance and control of spiritual silk, they gathered together to form a “giant sword" seven or eight meters tall!

This giant is surrounded by a cold blade and blade tip. Even the indifferent five officials are composed of a miniature flying sword, surrounded by the smell of the surrounding body. It is also sharp and sharp to the extreme. Just looking at it, it makes life feel like a needle pierced the eyeball, and the extreme!

“What a sword array! ”

Li Yaoyuan lamented that these thousands of flying swords are not simple, they should be some sort of systematic intelligent flying sword dense array, each flying sword embedded with ultra-miniature crystal brains or wafers, can be either as an independent combat unit or combined together to form the commander's armor, is a fairly advanced and even crazy weapon system.

The so-called "spiritual energy puppet” does not necessarily have to have hands and feet like humans or animals. As long as it is powered by spiritual energy, controlled by the crystalline brain, and has some autonomous propulsion and combat capabilities, it can be called a “spiritual energy puppet” in the broad sense.

In other words, the thousands of smart flying swords unwittingly manipulated by Xia Hou, the owner of Fuyuo City, can also be considered a variant of the Spiritual Energy Puppet, only to become a little exaggerated.

“Boxer” Lei Zonglei, the "spiritual puppet enthusiast”, chose the city of Xiaoliu as his first goal, what does it have to do with Xiahou's unintentional flying sword dense array?

“Lei Zongli...”

In the giant of the slaughtered sword, Xia Hou's heart sounded cold as a blade, “Seeking a way to die! ”

The confrontation between the two powerful men made the battlefield instantly silent, and everyone was invaded by their powerful and unmatched breath and stagnated for half a second.

Even the fairy fixer players and tourists temporarily stopped killing and watched the two “big toys” with interest, like watching the circus's specially arranged Lion Tiger Fight show.

The two mighty ones, almost simultaneously.

While Lei Zonglei's double fists turned into two meteors, Xiahou's intense array of flying swords exploded again.

Thousands of flying swords, such as the uncertain demon spirits, suddenly gather together in a raging flood of swords; suddenly they turn into dozens of rapidly spinning quinoas; and suddenly and insidiously enter the ground and attack the champion from the ground.

The Fist Champion's attack was not half fancy, and he took a huge and unmatched path, bombing indiscriminately with a pair of iron fists.

He was surrounded by a fieldshield of great strength, and when all the swords approached him within half a metre, they would be disturbed and sputtered all over him.

Masters fight each other, winning and losing only in millimeters.

Lei Zonglei and Xiahou were unintentional, one new and old generation of sinful land lords, like two heads fast to the incredible king dragon face colliding, colliding with a shock wave like shock wave.

All men and crystal tanks within 100 meters of each other were sparked by their blades and airflow, poked into holes, and completely crushed into a thin layer of wreckage. The people holding the head rat could not see the battlefield with the smoke and flames.

Only Li Yao Yiyuan God's insight can see clearly.

For the first time, it was a wonderful feeling to watch two powerful men of the Yuan Baby Class fight each other in his capacity as a "god of transformation”.

In the state of the Numen God, the whole world is decomposed into a colorful spiritual ocean. In this ocean, Lei Zongliang and Xiahou are unintentionally trying to devour each other.

Li Yaoxin was like a mirror, and suddenly realized something.

Specific moves and moves are unimportant. The key is the collision of the two groups of spiritual energy vortexes to see who can interfere with each other's rotational rhythm and drag each other into their own rhythm.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

Li Yao “saw" that Xiahou did not have the heart to push dozens of flying swords, finally, it was difficult to break through the interference field around Lei Zongliang, deeply into the steel shell, or burst, or shook bright arcs, or froze into crystal clear ice, which seemed to cause serious damage to Lei Zongliang.

But it doesn't work.

Xiahou cared too much about one-of-a-kind gains and losses, but did not notice his spiritual energy rhythm. He has been dragged into the Vortex of the Fist!

“Bad!”

Hunter screamed, “The champion has won! ”

“No.”

Li Yao faintly said, "The main defeat of Xiaoyuaocheng. ”

The word "defeat” has just exited, from the siege of a thousand flying swords comes a proud laugh, the flying sword dense array is eroded by strange sorcery, directly set in the void!

Like a tiger jumping out of a trap, the champion stepped out of the opponent's siege of the flying sword and locked Xia Hou's heart behind the flying sword.

“Boom!”

The champion instantly fired eighteen punches.

His punching power reached the extreme, each punch carrying a force in both directions, not far from blowing the opponent out, but like “crucifying” the opponent heavily in the air.

Eighteen memories of a heavy fist burst into Xia Hou's heartless chest. Until the last punch, Xia Hou barely escaped the control of the boxer, flying out like a broken kite.

Halfway through the air, a fierce arrow of blood was fired from the helmet.

And his flying sword dense array fell into the control of the champion, slowly spinning around the champion.

“How is that possible! ”

Li Yao's Numen jumped out of sharp ripples, "Lei Zonglei hid it from everyone! Was he not just a well-developed, simple-minded martial artist with limbs, but also a master of crystal brain and spiritual nets? Can God unwittingly intrude into Xiahou's unintentional flying sword intensive array control network in a frightening battle, somehow implanted something, and take the highest control over this weapon system?

“What a terrible intrusion of the brain and spiritual net! ”

Li Yao thought, with his ability to inherit from Professor Mo Xuan and the extraterritorial celestial demons, to destroy Xiahou's unintentional sword array control network, should be able to do it, but to implant the virus without the knowledge of God, and take control of it all away, which is so appalling.

“‘Boxer’ Lei Zongli, what kind of monster are you? ”

Li Yao's curiosity is about to burst the Numen.

In the eyes of the bystanders, the duel of the two mighty men ended with a fist from the champion of the city - almost ringing the death bell of the guards of the city.

Just solidified for a moment, the battlefield erupted ten times more fierce energy, the war swept like lava toward the city, countless people followed the fist champion's footsteps, rushed toward the summer's unintentional drop point, trying to cut off the head of the owner of the city, and hung it on the Iron Fist crown battle flag.

That's when the mutation begins!

“Eh, there's change. ”

Li Yao came to his senses and saw every little subtle spiritual ripple on the battlefield.

Just as the champion of boxing took the lead, as he rushed into the city, Xia Hou had no heart to fly out of the falling point, suddenly a flame of fire erupted, raised a strong poison fog, dozens of powerful and unmatched breaths appeared secretly from the heart and mind of Xia Hou, stabbing at the champion!

Behind the champion, among the "comrades” who were supposed to fight alongside him, there were seven or eight fairy repair players who actually pointed the sharp ray at the champion, carrying out a sudden and unpredictable assassination.

These include the three "Trials”: Red Rehearsal, Black Spear, and Flash Point!

“So that's it! ”

Li Yao finally understood the “main task” of the three testers. It turns out that they were not “attacking the city of Fuyuao", but “assassinating the champion”. From the beginning, they were assigned to the camp of Fuyuao city, only to enter the assassins of the army of champions.

That Xin Xiaoqi, probably also has a problem, has long been bought by the owner of Fuyu City, which is why he said Hunt and Glass “Either way, it's a dead man! ”

To think, in the assessment of the fairy fixer, Lei Zonglei was originally a rank higher than Xiahou's unwillingness to be the "Great Demon King”, so the final battle between the boxer and the owner of the Free City was only an appetizer, the battle between the players and the boxer, the best part of the whole game!