War God Asura

But they are already arrows from the string, and now they are even more difficult to get off. They can only advance, not retreat.

Even if you know that the front is a dead end, you must fight with all your strength for your own face.

At the critical moment, the twelve marshals of the Heavenly Pass, one after another revealed their venerables, and urged them with the power of blood.

Of the twelve pieces of venerable artifacts, ten of them are the best among the top-tier venerable artifacts, and under their powerful blood, they are even more radiant, as if they can penetrate everything.

In addition to these ten pieces, the remaining two pieces are actually the best pieces. Although the material is not as good as the golden dragon and phoenix swords, they are by no means comparable to the top pieces.

The loud rumbling noise had already spread beyond the mountains, and the crowd watching from below couldn't help but retreat into the distance.

However, under the full resistance of the twelve venerable implements, the power of Xing Jue's punch has been disintegrated.

It's just that this is the full shot of the Twelve Marshals, and Xing Jue is just a random punch.

"Winning with speed will not allow him any more leeway."

Knowing that Xing Jue's extraordinary strength, the twelve marshals immediately thought of a coping strategy, that is, to seal Xing Jue through speed.

After all, every time one level of cultivation level is raised, all aspects of power speed will get a qualitative leap.

And logically speaking, the gap between the high-level Asura war spirits and the high-level Asura war souls is not even a star and a half, but a huge difference.

And because of the twelve marshals of Tianguan, they never felt that it was Xingjue's own power, but through the golden dragon sword, this supreme weapon caused the attack to be tyrannical.

That's why they feel that they have a huge advantage in speed, and this advantage is the key to their victory.

"Swish Swish"

After one blow, the twelve venerable artifacts turned into a sky full of light. These lights had water jets, ice guns, rockets, and wind blades.

Each path has the power of terror, and each path has the speed beyond light.

Although in the eyes of the strong, what you see is gorgeous, but in the eyes of ordinary people, you can't see anything at all.

All they can feel is that the world is shaking, that disaster is coming, and even when they just feel these changes, they have turned into flying ashes and died.

But in fact, such an attack is not only a terrorist threat to civilians. Even the many disciples present, except for a few, can't resist.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were concentrated on the high-altitude Xing Jue, and they all wanted to see if Xing Jue could escape the rapid attack like a net of heaven and earth.

"Noise la la la~"

Under the attention of the public, Xing Jue's body suddenly changed, from a person's form to a blue shining, electric snake surging thunder.

The lightning is sometimes like an earthworm thinner than a thread, sometimes like a majestic ball of light, and even suddenly disappears, and then quickly emerges.

With the use of Xingjue, the emperor-level combat skill of Huan Lei Ji Xing is already infinitely variable, even in the powerful attack of the twelve marshals of the Tianguan, it is easy to dodge.