Storm of Kings

The wind and smoke, the flames of war and thunder, death and injury are inevitable.

Chen Feiyun's face was sweaty, and it seemed a bit hard to wield his Kanglong mace.

A Chang, who was transformed into a demon god, was blocked in the formation by thirty-six iron umbrellas, and his superiority disappeared. He roared from time to time, and the iron umbrella clanged like a catharsis.

Niu Dali’s abdomen was full of wounds, and the left and right ribs were bloody.He fought with ten fifth-rank cultivators, and killed four of them. The remaining six people wanted his life all the time, but they still couldn't capture this fortress.

The young man Red Fox broke an arm and his neck was almost cut off. If Xu Tianbao hadn't made it in time, his life would have been accounted for.

Others are not much better. Some have broken treasures, some have pierced stomachs, some are separated from flesh and blood, and some ancestor spirits have collapsed.

To be honest, it's a miracle to be able to persist in the face of enemies that are dozens of times.

Many people have just gotten their treasures and are ruined in this battle before they warm up. This gain and loss makes it impossible to follow.

"kill!"

Blood splashed around Chen Feiyun, watching him lead the team to rush out of the enemy group, who knew that Kang Long's mace made a "click", and he didn't even shatter the oncoming red tasseled spear.

"Clang clang..."

The two weapons fought together, and the cold light was faster than the lightning. Chen Feiyun was panting. He only felt a pain in his shoulder and chest. The tip of the gun opened three bloody mouths on his body, making the already terrifying injury worse.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. A hero can't hold on to a large number of people, even if he is covered in iron, he can't crush so many steel nails.

"Hahaha, is it finally dead?"

A rider moved forward slowly, and a hundred cultivators lined up on the left and right, shouting in unison: "Respectfully welcome!"

Chen Feiyun tried his best to shake the Kanglong mace, shook off the red lance spear, and roared: "Lengjishan, take your life!"

"Chen, don't be arrogant! You are at the end of the battle. My lord has a lot to listen to your last words." The tall figure looked at Chen Feiyun with contempt. When his eyes touched Kang Long's mace, he immediately became eager. This is what he must take today.

"Ang..." The sound of the dragon's voice shook the surroundings, and Chen Feiyun suddenly abandoned his mount and leaped into the air, raising his sword to slash.Kang Long's mace was in the hands of the ancestor spirit Chen Tang, and he brought all his might to the Lengji Mountain.

"Chen Tang! Tsk, Bai was blind to such a strong ancestor spirit!" Leng Jishan curled his lips, and suddenly showed a handful of embroidery needles, threaded the needle and flew out with a red string, blocking Chen Feiyun and Chen in an instant. Tang's full offensive line.

This is really a strong contrast. With such a tall figure, but using embroidery needles as a weapon, it is so powerful, it is unimaginable.

Many people thought that Chen Feiyun was over and that he would never be able to make waves anymore. Unexpectedly, he flew around and wrapped himself into the red rope.The ancestral spirit Chen Tang is almost in sync, holding a Kanglong mace wrapped around the thin and dense red thread, holding down the enemy's strength and creating opportunities for those behind him.

At the next moment, there was an incredible light and shadow.

"Crack..."

Zhou Lie shot, and Black Junjun's great sword flashed instantly.

"Hahaha, little skill of carving insects." Leng Jishan didn't care at all. You must know that he is a fourth-rank master, even if he was very reluctant when he was promoted to the fourth-rank inferior. The eyes are as fragile as a baby, and I really can't stimulate the desire for the enemy.

"Om..."

The Universe Front of the Divine Sword trembled, and the tip of the sword was only half an inch from the center of the eyebrows of Lengji Mountain, and unexpectedly stopped in the air.

I saw that the sword was covered with red lines, and it was cut continuously by the power of the universe's front.

Zhou Lie's sword was firmly locked, and he couldn't move even his figure.The cultivators nearby hurriedly gathered around, grabbing power as quickly as possible.

"burst!"

It was too late to speak, and quickly, the terrible poisonous flames rolled outwards, and the terrifying poison was rampant.

"Ah, it's the majestic and fierce flame of the giant king!"

The red rope burned, and Leng Jishan "chuckles" back three steps.

His three steps caused a huge panic, as if frightened by the poisonous flames, he had to retreat!

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the existence of the giant prince make the entire Yuguang City trembling, even if he has passed away for many years, the remaining power is absolutely beyond human touch.

This fierce flame is indeed powerful, but most of its power lies on Lengji Mountain. Others are purely frightening themselves. In the panic, they have lost the best opportunity to detoxify. In a blink of an eye, they fell in the corner and died!

After this fright, the monk Chen Feiyun's subordinate breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure suddenly eased a lot.

"Smelly boy, dare to yin on me!" Leng Jishan's figure crackled, and thousands of embroidery needles flew out in the blink of an eye, pulling the red string into the surrounding bones.

The poisonous flames quickly dispersed, and these bones helped him withstand the killing power.

The killer that really made Leng Jishan three steps back was not the poisonous flame, but a sword of the heart that had no traces, and even temporarily blocked his ancestor spirit.

"Die!"

All the embroidery needles refracted with a red string and pierced towards Zhou Lie.

According to Leng Jishan's idea, there will be no accidents next.

At this critical moment, Zhou Lie opened his mouth and spit out a twisted golden light, and everything around him seemed to be still, including the embroidery needle that was piercing him.

"What?" Leng Jishan's heart chuckles, feeling bad.

In a third of an instant, the nine groups of Guanghua flashed and slammed into the back of Lengji Mountain.

When the power was over, then I heard a earth-shattering roar.

"Who?"

The armor was shattered, who would have thought that a master like Leng Jishan would wear two sets of Rank 5 outer armor and a set of Rank 4 inner armor in a wide coat robe.

The Jiu Tuan Guanghua that was suddenly killed only destroyed two sets of outer armor, and finally left a winding sword mark on the inner armor, and immediately withdrew the sword.

The person who shot was naturally Jing Quan. She took out all her strength and added nine swords to Feijian. In addition, Zhou Lie deliberately created a good opportunity. Most of the fifth-rank cultivators suffered this blow. There was no bones left, but this Lengji Mountain only lost two sets of outer armor.

When Jing Quan shot, Zhou Lie floated off the ground and spread his arms.

He saw his chest blazing, showing sixteen cyan flame crosses arranged in a ring.

Soon, four crosses ignited inside the sixteen cyan flame crosses, forming the second ring.

Finally, in the chest, which is the center of all the flame crosses, a slap-large flame cross was lit, bursting with blue light.

Speaking of a long time, in fact, Jing Quan had just withdrawn his sword, and his anger still remained on Lengjishan's face.

Zhou Lie said coldly: "Ziji Qingyan Cannon, explode me!"

"Rumble..."

This was Zhou Lie's first shot to cultivate Qing Xuan Zi Ji Gong.

The terrifying cyan light flame completely obscured his vision, and Leng Jishan roared like a wounded wolf.

Hundreds of millions of red ropes shot towards the surroundings, trying to swallow Qingyan. However, this gun was overbearing beyond imagination. His mind began to burn with the gunfire, and his vision became blurred.

"How can the ants shake the elephant? I will never fall down at Lengji Mountain, I still have a back hand..."

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