In the sky above Foshan, the unique skills of the barren city reappeared in the world. The red-clothed Yama swung his sword, and the ten thousand swords turned into sword wings. After an instant, they fell into the sky.
Jun Wentian stared at him, the three-pointed and two-edged blades in his hand spun sharply, the waves swept through the air, the thunder galloped, and the powerful Lei Yuan transformed into the world.
The sword energy and the unicorn collided, the extreme power collided with each other, the aftermath screamed, the sand rolled into waves, and the ground split into valleys.
"Strange martial arts, you guys are making me more and more interested!"
Jun Wentian took a step and entered the void, the divine soldiers slashed, and thunder roared for nine days.
"In our eyes, your Excellency is also very interesting!"
The red-clothed Yama waved his sword to resist, the boundless chill spread, and with a bang, it shook the three sharp and two sharp edges.
The magical soldiers clashed, and the cold stars met in front of the eyes. The two did not retreat, but advanced.
After a few confrontations, the sand rolled into the waves, and in the dust waves, the figure of the king swept out quickly, the magic sword swept the sword, and then entered the battle.
Jun Wentian folded his body, avoided the sword glow, and immediately pushed back with his palm yuan, making a strong reply.
The king is fearless, his sin wings are unfolded behind him, and he is blessed with magical energy, raising his palms to shake.
With a bang, the sky shook, the boundless magic energy galloped, and the aftermath roared to the peak.
"The Star Catcher is the final style, the reverse is no style!"
The demon was restrained for a moment, and Yama in red urged Ji Yuan again. When the cold snow was agitated, a heavy palm came to him, and a slamming sound was printed on the former's chest.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, the figure flew out, ten meters away, Jun Wentian stopped his figure, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was the first time he was injured since the war.
In the end, there is no form, the unicorn's unique skills reappeared, and the infuriating energy in Jun Wentian continued to overflow, and it was difficult to gather for a while.
Opportunities appear, not to be missed, but seeing Xingshun's sword, the blood is bright, the red-clothed Yama's figure swept past, and the sword left the soul.
Artifacts confronted again, Jun Wen Tianzhen's essence was difficult to condense, and he had lost a three-point advantage in his move, and fell into a disadvantage for a while.
At the rear, the figure of the king arrives at the same time, the wild move of doomsday is called to kill, the palms and swords are intertwined, and the divine weapons are fighting.
"呲la"
Xinghun pressed the divine spear, breaking it with force, and with a clatter, Jun Wentian's arm flew off the scarlet red, and the situation was in danger.
Outside the battle, Yue Zhinu and Bai Wangran's expressions sank at the same time, and solemnity flashed in their eyes.
The power of these two teaming up is beyond imagination, even Jun Wentian has fallen into the disadvantage, doesn't it mean that they are not opponents.
"What the hell is Seiji thinking, why hasn't this battle been stopped!"
Bai Wangran said solemnly, the first guardian cannot be defeated, even if it is two-on-one, he cannot be defeated, otherwise, this will cause a big blow to the aura of the generals of the magic palace.
"Senior has his arrangements, we just need to follow orders."
Yue Zhinu looked at the man in blue brocade fur standing still in the void in front of her eyes, and said in a condensed voice. Over the battle, feeling the gaze from afar, Luoshen smiled and said, "Saint, your two guardians seem to be starting to worry, why, don't you stop this battle, or do you want to help me? Hell
Hand to get rid of this disobedient general. "
"Girls don't need to provoke. If Jun Wentian's strength is only like this, then why does he come to be the first guardian of the magic palace." Xie Tiance said lightly.
"Oh?"
A strange color flashed in Luoshen's eyes, he raised his right hand, and suddenly, the air flow in the heaven and the earth slowed down, and the sand waves started without wind.
Seeing this, Xie Tiance raised his hand and pointed, and four black and white particles appeared, each falling to one side, quelling the flowing air.
"Is the girl going to start?" Xie Tiance said indifferently.
"no"
Luoshen shook his head lightly, his raised hand dropped again, and said, "The Holy Division is here, how dare I move, but if the Holy Division is not used to this guardian, I don't mind cleaning the door for the Holy Division. ."
There was no deliberately lowered voice, and it drifted away with the wind. Everyone in the magic palace changed their expressions and looked at the two people above the void.
Jun Wentian's disobedience is a fact, and it is not impossible if the Holy Division has a murderous intention because of this.
Punishing hearts confrontation, hidden swords in smiles, below, the battle situation is also full of murderous intentions, the king and Yama's offensive are incomparably high, and Jun Wentian's defeat is just beginning to show.
Once again confronted with dozens of tricks, when the magic sword and the star soul joined forces to block them, they added a heavy punch, and their energy penetrated the body.
Jun Wentian snorted, his figure retreated ten feet again, and the blood on his chest was dyed red.
"Thousands of years, the feeling of death is so nostalgic!"
Jun Wentian smiled instead of anger, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the two extremely powerful people in front of him. Teng, fall into the world.
When the red-clothed Yama, the black-clothed king saw this, his expression became condensed at the same time, and he did not dare to be careless.
"drink"
A long drink that roared Kyushu sounded, and Jun Wentian's whole body was full of extraordinary light, and the third eye between his eyebrows appeared.
"Uh"
While Qi Qi groaned, the king and Yan Luo stepped back with shock on their faces.
"not good!"
At this moment, all the Yan Luos who were fighting outside the bureau were shocked at the same time, and their expressions changed drastically.
But seeing the surging waves of magic, the eyes of the sky opened, a dazzling light burst out of the sky, the aftermath swept through, and half of Foshan overturned in an instant.
Crisis added, it was too late to avoid, the red-clothed Yama stepped forward, his sword condensed, and he wanted to forcibly block the move.
At this moment, the figure of Xuanyi flashed past, blocking the front one step ahead, the madness of the apocalypse surged and blocked the strange light.
"Uh"
Beyond the limit, the power of the four realms, the manpower is unstoppable, the madness of the apocalypse bursts, and the different light penetrates the body, bringing out a waterfall of blood.
The red-clothed Yama's eyes shrank fiercely, he waved his sword to shake his remaining energy, stepped up, and supported the fallen king.
"retreat!"
Just before he had time to spit out a word, the king dropped his arms and passed out.
The red-clothed Yama's body trembled, blood lingered in his eyes, the devilish energy was looming, his anger was attacking his heart, and the devilish appearance was about to appear.
On the opposite side of the battle, Jun Wentian, who had used the power beyond his realm, dripped blood from his eyebrows and eyes, devouring himself.
"Ye Wang, retreat!"
In the battle, the shadowy figure in the white dress appeared for the first time, raising his hand to suppress the demonic nature of the person in front of him, and said solemnly.
After being reminded, the red-clothed Yama looked shocked, suppressed the demonic energy surging in his body, looked at the first guardian of the magic palace in front of him, and said coldly, "We lost this battle, we will meet again in the future, regardless of life or death! "
After speaking, Yama in red took the unconscious king, and the figure flashed and disappeared into the night sky.
When King Yama left, Chu Jiang, Emperor Song, Wuguan, Taishan, and Zhuanluan Yan Luo did not stay any more, and the figure faded and disappeared.
"Uh"
All the prefectures, Yama left, and on the collapsed Foshan, Jun Wentian staggered, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his injuries were backfired, and his injuries were worsened.
"Brother!"
The silhouette of Yue Zhinu passed by and supported the former with a concerned expression on her face.
"I'm fine!"
Jun Wentian stretched out his hand and pushed the woman beside him away, his eyes looked at the direction where the red-clothed Yama disappeared, a gleam of light flashed past, what a hell Yama, from now on, the road to the magic palace will not be lonely anymore!
"gone back!"
Above the void, Xie Tiance glanced at a few people, said something lightly, and immediately took a step forward, his figure merged into the void, and disappeared without a trace.
At the top of the Nine Heavens, the woman in the blue dress turned and left without saying a word from beginning to end.
"Brother, let's go too."
Moon Weaver Girl said softly.
Jun Wentian nodded and looked at the Buddha Lord who had been cultivating with closed eyes on the Buddhist platform in front of him. After a while, he stepped and disappeared into the dark night.
Everyone left one after another, and half of the ruined Foshan collapsed suddenly, a scene like the end of the day, which shocked people.
"Amitabha"
On Foshan, the little novices in white chanted the Buddha's name. Even if they entered the Buddhist sect, the four elements were empty, and they were still moved by this desolate scene.
At the junction of the three domains, one after another figure swept over, headed by the red-clothed Yan Luo waved his hand to disperse the divine ban, and then the figure passed by and rushed towards the Ten Hall of Yan Luo below.
At the rear, one by one, the prefectures, Yan Luo, jumped up to keep up, with a heavy expression on their faces.
In the Yama Hall, everyone took off the Yama mask on their faces, restored their original appearance, and looked solemnly at the king who was in a coma before him, all worried.
Ning Chen raised his hand, and his body was motivated by the foundation, and the scroll of life was continuously poured into the former body, the beginning of the book, compatible with the world's physique, and fully helped the king to heal.
Aside, Luo Fei stood there quietly, not saying a word, unusually silent.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine!" Luo Shen stepped forward and comforted softly.
Luo Fei forced a smile, and continued to look at the person in front of her, unable to listen to any comfort for a while.
In the back, Luo Xingchen and others stood and waited with a solemn expression. No one expected the ability that the first guardian of the magic palace finally showed. The power obviously exceeded the third realm, which was shocking.
As time passed, Ning Chen's face became gloomy and heavier, and the wind and snow surging all over his body suppressed the strange power in Xia Ziyi's body.
After half an hour, the wind and snow gradually stopped, Ning Chen withdrew his hand, and his expression was still abnormally dignified.
"How is he, is he better?"
Luo Fei went up, her mood was hard to suppress, she said anxiously.
"No, it's too late"
Ning Chen said with a heavy expression, "I can only temporarily suppress the supernatural power in his body, but it cannot be driven out. We must find a way to heal the wound as soon as possible, otherwise, Ziyi's life will soon be in danger."
Luo Fei's figure trembled, and sadness flashed in her eyes, how could this be!
"Feel sorry"
The words of apology are both guilt and self-blame, Ning Chen clenched his fists tightly, hating his loss.
Luo Fei suppressed the sadness in her heart, shook her head and said, "It's not your fault, it's his own choice to fight against Jun Wentian. You've done a good enough job. At least, we won the first round."
After speaking, Luo Fei stepped forward and picked up Xia Ziyi, looked at the people in the hall, and said, "I'll take Ziyi back to rest first, and I'll take care of you for the rest."
Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianshang and the others nodded and responded softly.
"Knowing your fate" Luo Fei left, Mu Qianshang stepped forward and patted the person in front of him on the shoulder, calmly said, "It's just the beginning, don't let us see your cowardice, in the first round, we still won the saint. Sir, it’s just that there are some unexpected variables, this is not something anyone can predict in advance, your responsibility is the heaviest, you must not lose your calm, what to do next, we still need your guidance.”