Energy boiling, sword energy piercing through!
I saw the shock on the face of Qu Teng Shanren. He really couldn’t predict it. The weird protection I mobilized has such a powerful defense force, comparable to the assassination strength of the first-level Tongtian, but it can’t break the defense.
Qutengshanren's eyes were red, because when he hit me, he inevitably took more than a dozen swords against me.
Yes, there are only a dozen swords that stab Tengshanren, which is more than half the number he stabs me, but his defense strength can't keep up with me. Therefore, even if a dozen swords fail to stab his vitals, Also let it hang on.
"what!"
With a scream, Qu Teng Shanren, who was splattered with blood, flipped backwards, dripping blood while turning over.
But I couldn't take advantage of the situation to pursue it, because I was dissolving the physical impact that penetrated into the protective cover.
After such a meal, the opponent had already escaped from the scope of the sword air cage, and landed far away, staggering, leaning on the ground with a mahogany sword, and then he didn't fall.
His hair was scattered, the crown on his head had been cut into pieces by the sword qi, and his face was covered with thin wounds that were bleeding, and the Tai Chi Yin Yang Yudao robe had been stained red with blood.
He worked hard to stop the bleeding, then took out a few pills and swallowed them into his stomach.
I was not idle, I also stuffed two Qi Qi Pills in my mouth when I turned my hands.
Raising the Abimo sword, pointed at the Quteng Mountain Man who was fifty or sixty meters away, and said with a sneer, "Why should the mountain man avoid? The owner of the museum has just gotten into it, so you ran over there. What do you say? Hahaha!"
I sneered without mercy.
Sweeping the corners of his eyes, he found that Jiang Zhan, who was on the other side, had a pale face and was extremely ugly, and the eyes of the head of the snake-eye mask were also angry to let go.
The other three deputy commanders were full of anger. If it weren't for the commander to stop them, and our Shi Heizang and Xue Zhutao were in the battle, they were afraid that they would not rush into the battle
"Does Master Jiang really feel embarrassed to use evil protection methods?"
Quteng Shanren wiped his face with his sleeve, but his old face couldn't be seen, it looked like a ghost.
"Oh! Old stuff, what are you talking about? You are so much higher than me, so I am embarrassed to work with me as a young man. I use some means for protection, so why am I embarrassed?"
How can I get used to his problems? He went back fiercely!
Seeing the popularity of Quteng Mountain almost jumped up.
"Da Keqing, don't play with him, the snake-eye mercenary group still has to face."
The mysterious head said coldly.
"Yes."
Qu Teng Shanren bowed slightly to the head of the group, and then, pointing together, touched his backhand with his backhand.
Just listened to the sound of'Peng', like the movement of something being shattered, and immediately followed, driving Tengshan's popularity, the wind roared, his Taoism fluctuations instantly turned up many times, and waited until it stabilized. Has entered the first class of Tongtian.
Just because of the low breath of injury, the amplitude has reached its heyday.
Hoop!
One head of chaotic hair fluttered in the wind, and the horrible killing intent was unprecedentedly condensed.
My pupils just shrunk, and sure enough, he is a hidden cosmic realm!
"Guardian Jiang, Poor Dao's ability has been self-sealed for many years. Unexpectedly, you are forced to such a degree by your rising star today? You should feel honored."
The imposing and violent drive Tengshanren had a horizontal peach wood sword, roaring fiercely, with the belief that one blow would kill.
I nodded and sneered and said, "No wonder I hurt my sister Zhutao like that? She is really powerful, and she turned out to be an elementary Taoist school. But the master of the museum doesn't understand it. You have such a high level of Taoism. They are all personalities, why are you willing to live in the mercenary group of Taiguo, what are you up to?"
"These, when you go to hell, ask the Lord Yan! ... The real master of Erlang, Lin!"
Boom!
A figure of five feet tall fell from the sky and fell to the ground, and the earth shattered by the earthquake cracked.
With a third eye standing on his forehead, he was wearing a battle suit and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. It was majestic and majestic. He raised the three-pointed two-edged sword and was about to smash it down facing me.
This is based on the Heaven-through Realm as the basis of mana chanting, how many times stronger than the one that Blood Bamboo Peach encountered that day? This is the true level of Qutengshan people.
"It's scary, Qu Teng Shanren, I'm more and more interested in your origins. Don't die, the owner of the museum must personally examine your origins."
I shouted without fear.
"Is this man mad?"
"When Da Keqing's killer was released, Jiang Du's mentality collapsed, so he didn't even know what he was talking about."
"Looking at Jiang Du, dare not to be arrogant, he is dying, knowing he regrets it? Hahaha."
The conversation between Jiang Zhanman and several deputy heads came, which made people hateful.
Zhenjun Erlang is too tall, and he has just taken a few steps. The super-giant weapon with a length of five or six feet, the "three-pointed two-edged sword", smashed down, the air was cracked, and the sky fire exploded wherever he passed. The energy elements are all shattered.
I looked up at the cut three-pointed two-edged knife, and I still had time to figure out the composition of this weapon's talisman: "Look, there are hundreds of huge talismans at the tip.
Dancing and whirling, what an exquisite way of talisman operation is this, wouldn't it be of great benefit if one could penetrate the secrets? "
Thinking about it this way, I stared at the falling weapon, and I was stunned.
"kill!"
From afar, the imperial envoy's chasing mountain man roared, and saw the speed of the three-pointed two-edged sword falling sharply.
I felt a gentle force rushing in suddenly, without resisting it, and followed this force to fly back a hundred meters away, and then I caught it with one hand, it was the hand of the blood bamboo peach.
I kept the original posture unchanged.
"when!"
The horror is loud, and I don't know how many gravel has been shaken into dust.
The circular shock wave spread to the surroundings, but the big guy's eyes were fixed on one point.
To be precise, it was condensed on Shi Heizang's right hand.
He took my place and stood there with his left hand behind him. Five half-and-a-half long, dark gray nails appeared on the raised right hand. This hand was held just like that. A three-pointed two-edged knife that slashed down.
This weapon was fifteen or six meters in length, and only the head of the weapon was four or five meters in size, and the width was two meters upwards, and it was held in that position by Shi Heizang with one hand!
The shock brought by this picture is like a stormy sea, which shocks people's hearts heavily.
The most terrifying thing is that the ground within ten meters of Shi Heizang did not crack, and there was no sign of collapse. It seemed that after a knife weighing more than ten thousand jin fell into his hand, no force was released. .
Isn’t it the ultimate form of lifting weight
Dark gray cyclones swirled around Shi Hei's hiding, clearly showing the fact that he was an ancestor-level zombie.
It's common sense that the corpse ancestor is an elementary zombie, and it is common sense to sling a human mage of the same level.
In the distance, the imperial envoy Erlang Zhenjun's Dharma-like person from Qu Teng Shan stared with big old eyes.
If his face was made of glass, it would be broken every inch because of surprise!
"Get out!" Shi Heizang cursed, and raised his hand forward, and saw that the true king of Erlang with swords in both hands stepped back.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The Dhamma is connected by backing four steps, because the distance of each step is too large, only four steps will be tens of meters away.
Anger appeared on the face of Zhenjun Erlang.
But it is controlled by the Quteng Mountain people, even if the heart is angry, but the Quteng Mountain people do not order, it will not act without authorization.
Shi Heizang withdrew his unharmed right hand, put it behind his back, and looked at the Quteng Mountain Man who was facing him from a distance.
The corpse ancestor Yuanzhu Yuezhi has a handsome face, and his eyes are stunned.
(End of this chapter)