The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 657 Absolute Crushing [Sangen]
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Su Xiaofo and Li Fei rushed in one step and concentrated their explosive powers under their feet. The two black clothes attacked directly flew out.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Two masked men fell to the ground with recessed footprints on their chests, and people were considered dead!
This is not a consultation, nor is it a drill.
So Su Xiaofo and Li Fei had no mercy at all!
In the Sacred Sect of Lily, Vancouver disciples, if they were also this lifeless battle, would demonstrate in various ways how to be killed by real seconds.
Boom!
Boom!
Yang Yuhua on the other side rushed in like a buffalo, but despite the bombardment, the speed was not diminished!
“Bang!”
Eventually, he hugged a man in black and pushed forward, crashing into four or five black masks!
Zongmen No. 2 is the meat shield.
Show it all at this moment!
“Boom! Boom! ”
Dragon Yang handed the King's gun to several enemies, and where the long gun went, it must have caught a bloody storm.
“Pfft! ”
“Pfft! ”
The sword flashes like harvesting straw.
Pfft!
Several black masks fell, and their heads rolled down neatly.
“Trash! ”
The night star holds a cold sword, and his eyes are filled with strong disdain.
“Hoo-hoo ——————”
At this moment, a powerful king came from behind, gathering his spiritual energy and instantly turning it into a palm print like a mountain!
Whoops!
The night stars turned and the sword swept away.
“Pfft! ”
The cold came first, and the Wu Wang was directly cut off from his head without even having a chance to escape!
Come on, come on, come on!
Those enemies who are about to attack will see and remain unconscious.
Oh, my God!
A Wu Wang was killed in seconds!
This 10,000 ancient disciples is horrible too.
Take it easy, take it easy.
It's just the most normal operation, because disciples like Li Qingyang and Xiao Sinxiang have all killed Wang in cold seconds!
A short time.
Thousands of black masked men were wiped out by Wanguzong disciples, of whom more than a dozen were killed at the royal level.
“Elder! ”
Hanging in the air, Wuhuangdao said: "These Wanguzong disciples are not easy! ”
“No wonder the master sent so many people. ”
It was a surprise to be the first mask, but he also blurted: "Go ahead. ”
“Yes!”
The whereabouts of five Wuhuang Xu Xu.
Hoo-hoo ——————————
Powerful atmosphere instantly encloses the entire battle zone.
With so many royal powerful people cheering together, the oppression is extremely strong, and Vancouver disciples can't control their bodies after a little resistance.
“Hoo-hoo ——————”
At this point, a heavier atmosphere descended from the sky, colliding sharply with those of the five Wuhuang.
It was King Chang who unleashed the gas. He stood on the Dark Eagle of Demon Ridge at this moment. The wind was light and cloudy, and he appeared to be very swimming.
The five Wu Emperors who were struck were shocked!
The gases released by the Ten Thousand Ancient Patriarchs are far above themselves. If we didn't do it together, he would surely crush us instantly!
Wait a minute!
Can this guy condense the air?
The masked martial artist named "Are you Wuhuang? ”
Boom!
Boom!
The five invisible domains were directly broken, and the five Wu Emperors burst backwards and bled out!
Gas rivalry, similar to Wulin's masterful internal force rivalry, will damage the meridian once it fails.
“Weak.” King often laughed.
Just breaking through the Imperial Rank depends on the gas, suppressing five strong people from the same kingdom. This is bullshit!
The elders of the Five Immaculate Saints and the Extremely Cold Palace who stood beside them looked silly.
They thought that King Chang would let himself fight the five Wuhuang, and then release the gas and hurt each other!
And!
When will we break the royal ranks?
Just now.
Time not exceeding half an hour.
……
Five Wuhuang Qi domains were broken, and Li Qingyang and others continued to kill each other with their opponents.
Nor did King smile to suppress his opponents with his air, because his disciples could kill them all without having to use their power.
Yes, it is.
Absolutely crushed!
It just takes a little time to get rid of it all.
The mask, headed by the sky, can see that there are many of them, but they are too different from Wanguzong disciples, so raise your hand immediately.
Brush!
Brush!
My men were instructed to retreat as soon as possible.
They were confident when they killed, and despair rose when they joined hands with Wanguzong's disciples.
Especially.
What frightens them is.
A lot of people are at the Wu Wang level in battle.
They didn't see each other. Hundreds of people fixed Wu Wang as a full-on image, otherwise he would be scared to death.
“Come if you want, leave if you want? ”
King used to smile and wave, "Kill them all, no one left! ”
“Yes!”
The disciples drank together and stepped on their own way to rush over.
“Pfft! ”
“Pfft! ”
The man in the black mask, who was running slowly, was immediately slaughtered under the sword by a Wanguzong disciple who had come after him.
Those who run away will not escape, because they will soon be caught up.
After so long of practice, it is rare to experience the actual battle. Wanguzong disciples will not end the grass, so they must be chased to the end!
“Outrageous! ”
At this moment, the mask standing in the sky sighed and sighed, and the thick and heavy atmosphere shouted and suddenly pressed down on the disciple of Wanguzong.
Sure.
This guy is a half-step martial artist!
At this moment, King Chang laughed behind him and similarly burst into a half-step martial arts, instantly colliding sharply with the masked man.
Such a powerful atmosphere is naturally not the release of the monarch, but the extreme cold palace too elderly.
Both he and the black mask were half-step martial arts, releasing extremely high levels of air, squeezing space and instantly distorting it.
But...
Wanguzong's disciples were unaffected and continued to hunt down the fleeing fighters.
Boom!
Boom!
The glitter flashed and the sword flashed across.
Running black masked warriors are wiped out!
Seriously.
Don't say that sending a thousand people, even if you add two or three thousand, will not bring any trouble to hundreds of Wanguzong disciples who have reached the rank of Wu Wang.
They've been waiting here for a long time, but they're dying!
“Brush! Brush! ”
How could the five Wuhuang tolerate their wanton pillaging of their own men, so they rushed down as elders and each other half-way through the holy atmosphere?
With their strength, it will be easy to kill Wanguzong's disciples.
Just...
Not yet flying down, not yet, the Five Immaculate Saints blocked the way first, faintly: “I am your opponent. ”
One look, one word of breath, creeps the five Wuhuang!
This hunchback old man's strength should be at the royal level.
But somehow, it makes me feel unpredictable!
If they knew that standing in front of them were thousands of years ago, the elderly cult Wusheng would surely have trembled in the stomach.
Hoo-hoo ————————
Five evil holy waves, strange attributes diffuse, as if the clouds were overwhelming, making the area suddenly become incredibly dark!
Five Wuhuang shouted: “He is evil repair! ”