Thunder Martial

Battlefield at this time, extremely broad.

Because the confrontation between the great saints, even energy fluctuations, is terrible, and ordinary saints and holy kings dare not approach each other.

After they came here and saw this chaotic battlefield, Thunder Holy Beast shouted: “Is this a big duel? ”

Purple's mind has been fully released, and he can look down at the whole situation at this moment, and after seeing the dozens of great saints of the opposite race, he nods and says, "I think so. ”

The look on Thunderbeast's face was a little exciting, "In that case, let's settle it quickly. ”

Seeing the powerful power of Zixuan, he is not worried about the situation at all. If a breaker is needed to change the game on the battlefield at this moment, then this breaker is here.

Purple nodded, his eyes squinted and his eyes flashed cold.

Thundering Holy Beast rushed up to the battlefield in front of him, and now he wants to help some dangerous beings unravel the siege.

Zijuan then followed. As he marched forward, he was mindfully manipulating the knife spirit, and the knife spirit flew around.

Each time the knife spirits pass, one or several of the strong members of the opposite race who are fighting will fall.

This mode of combat, which is tantamount to a sneak attack, seems too shameless.

Winning is the only rule at a time when the future of the entire star of life is at stake, and any attempt to do anything during that time is meant to win.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ” ……

Knife Ling passed, and a heterogeneous fell from the heavenly dome and died.

Purple is like death. He who walks on the battlefield will die wherever he walks.

Others detected anomalies, some of which chose to retreat from the purple range of attack. There are also some who come directly to the purple slaughter.

“Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

However, few people were able to really reach Purple Pearl, and most of them were slaughtered halfway by knife spirits. This method of slaughter is much scarier than the previous monkey, Zhang Haotian.

“Die! ”

A powerful anti-heavenly man rushed to the face of purple, he was also a holy king, but he had not yet been given the opportunity to enter the summit of the Holy King, but as an anti-heavenly man, he remained strong, and had previously blocked the attack of barbarian stone with his own strength.

The sharp knife, straight to the purple, is an anti-heavenly weapon, not a saint, but stronger than a heavenly soldier.

Watching this blow, Purple looked the same and punched forward.

“Bang!”

The punch flashed, hitting the weapon, and the weapon instantly crumbled. Meanwhile, the punch went straight ahead and hit the chest of the rebellious man.

The energy was pouring, and the rebellious man was punched in the air.

When his life flies backwards, it passes fast.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

In the meantime, three nearby heathens died under the knife spirit.

Purple as a deserted land, passing a heretic death, those monks from the Star of Life, saw an unusual excitement.

Losing their opponents, they went a long way towards Purple and then turned to kill elsewhere.

The vast expansion of the entire battlefield, the killing on the purple side, did not attract much attention and did not cause any panic.

He was walking towards the core of the battlefield, past where the heterosexuals were also making their way to both sides. It was frightening and no one dared to attack him anymore.

The same is true of the Holy King, who is undoubtedly powerful and somewhat excessive in front of him.

In the battlefield, a great number of interracial saints are making a strong move, and some of the resistance of the holy kings is in danger.

Zixuan's mind swept quickly, where there was danger, and where he would go first.

Within the scope of the spiritual expansion, all the battles were clearly visible to him. All of a sudden, the purple eyebrows wrinkled and a cold slayer appeared on his face. The heavenly thunder wings behind him appeared and his body flashed away.

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On the battlefield, Su Mengyao and Lin Xue joined forces against a great saint, who was thin and tall, dressed in a broad robe, and had a very sharp hand.

Even if he weakened 20% of the battle power, facing Su Mengyao and Lin Xue at this moment, he is still the one who belongs to the strong offense. The two people in the battle are also constantly retreating, consuming more and more, gradually a little less.

The battlefield at this moment is already glued, and both sides are thinking about how to break it.

After this great Holy Eye swept the battlefield, the Divine Color hesitated a little, and then he hid the long sword in his hand, adding an extra knife in his hand the next moment.

At the moment when this shining knife appeared, he swung the knife toward the front of Lin Xue and chopped it off.

“Die! ”

This knife is fast, fast and completely unexpected by Lin Xue, and more importantly, the aura of saints is pouring over this long knife at this moment.

A great holy book is terrible, it is powerful, and once a holy soldier is used, it is the ultimate force mankind can reach.

Suddenly, a knife made Lin Xue's face change dramatically, her face discolored, she kept retreating, her body glowed blue, a giant green lotus appeared in the sky, protected her whole body.

“Bang!”

Her reaction was timely, but not very effective. With this knife, the strong pressure caused the green lotus to crumble directly, and the blade swept towards Lin Xue.

The huge power gap between the two sides is also fully evident at this moment.

Looking at Lin Xue, she was about to be beheaded by a knife. She only saw beside her. A light of disillusionment flashed, but it was Su Mengyao who came behind her and struck a light of energy, rolling her body, and headed backwards.

Lin Xueqiao slipped away from the knife, but the radiant knife was constantly stretching towards Su Mengyao.

Previously, if she backed off, she would naturally be able to avoid this blow, but she chose to guard Lin Xue, so she couldn't escape.

After all, her opponent is a great saint, a great saint with a holy soldier in his hand.

“Sister! ”

Flying backwards, Lin Xue saw this scene and lost his voice and shouted.

Su Mengyao stood up for her defense, and her inaction made her figure become disillusioned, as if hidden in the void, if hidden.

“It's useless! ”

The great saint looked indifferent and the knife flashed. This is a hit after he thought about it, it is a hit between the house and the house, in addition to his surprise more or full effort, a Holy King in the district, how could it be an opponent.

You know, this is the kind of technique that he was going to use when he appeared on the brink of God, when he was fighting with other great saints.

Watching Su Mengyao die under this knife, only to see a light flying from afar. This light is extremely fast, or flew this way a long time ago.

The light came in front of Su Mengyao, a knife with powerful power or a flying knife.

It came to the front of Su Mengyao, and with this knife of the Great Saint, there was a positive collision.

“Boom!”

There is a huge difference in grade between the two sides, at this moment facing the full blow of the Holy Soldier in the hands of the Grand Saint, but it is instantaneously crumbling.

A fierce stream of energy appeared in the sky, sputtering in all directions with that broken knife.

“Heh!” “Heh! ”

The broken knife crossed Su Mengyao's cheek. Her beautiful face immediately showed two blood marks, from which blood spilled.

At the same time, there was a wave of energy that fell on her, and her body, which shook directly, flew backwards.

The great holy knife, rubbing her flying backwards, cut off a white coat.

A white coat fell from the heavenly dome. Su Mengyao had stabilized his body in a reverse flight. In addition to those two bloodstains, he was still palpitated.

Her life was preserved, her heart had the fear of the rest of her life after the robbery, and her face was pale.

Lin Xue rushed up to hold Su Mengyao. Tears came out of her eyes and kept crying.

Had it not been for this sudden blow, Su Mengyao had just died and died for her. How does this reassure her, how does it go to Purple, how does it go to other sisters?

Fortunately, the most dangerous scenario did not occur.

On the face of the great saint, at this moment, he revealed his anger. His eyes swept away and he shouted, "Who is it? Who the fuck is that? ”

No one answered around, or the people who fought, couldn't answer.

A light appeared in front of the Great Holy Spirit, the purple winding of the heavenly thunder wings.

His gaze was cold and his eyes were pouring with the Sen Cold Killer. By the time it appeared, the Qi machine had locked the great saint of the opposite race.

If he didn't have the mindset to take control of the whole situation, if he didn't have the speed of the world, if he didn't have the thunder knife, if he didn't have so many, if coincidentally, Su Mengyao had just died and died in front of his eyes.

This is what he did not want or dare to see, so he did not wait for this great Holy Cold Speak, he said indifferently: "You must die! ”

The great saint smiled coldly and looked at Purple with disdain and said: “With you? ”

He has a proud capital because he is a great saint or a great saint with a saint. Even if it loses 20 percent of its power, it remains the world's most powerful human being!

So he raised the holy knife in his hand toward Purple and cut it out, still the strongest blow.

A skillful knife, lashing out of the holy knife, the great Holy Pressure, rushing wildly toward the purple.

This scene, in the eyes of the Holy One, is of the utmost importance and can definitely kill this unknown and living heaven, even if he is rebellious.

But in Purple Eye, this is simply an ineffective attack, and he can easily relieve this pressure without using the power of the celestial bones.

Under the gaze of the great saint, only the blade fell on the purple body and cut it out of his body.

Behind that scene, after Su Mengyao and Lin Xue saw the scene, the two became disfigured.

“Whoosh!”

The blade passed through the purple body, grinding the purple flesh, and the cold on the big holy face solidified, and he sensed an anomaly.

The second daughter was also greatly surprised. Then she explained that it was a false alarm. The tears on Lin Xue's face had not yet fallen.

“You're too slow! ”

At this moment, behind the great saint of the other race, a purple and indifferent voice sounded.

When he saw his hand, a long sheath knife appeared, and he pulled it out of his sheath. With a shining knife, it swept towards the neck of the great alien saint in front.