Yuan Zhantian is like a god of war descending, although it is only the cultivation base of the middle-rank Xuan Emperor, but his combat power is no less than that of the high-rank Xuan Emperor.
His golden stick is even a top sacred weapon, and his stick technique makes it superb. Every stick will cause dozens of people to be smashed into the air, or seriously injured or killed.
The power of his world is even more terrifying. One person turns into a thousand figures, and each one of them is holding a golden stick and killing all around, killing the many disciples of the Black Demon Gate as far as avoiding the plague god.
"Don't be rampant, this emperor is here to fight you" a high-ranking profound emperor from the Black Demon Sect shouted loudly, holding a black club and killing him towards Yuan Zhantian.
The power of his world turned into a swampy land, as if it could swallow everything in it, it seemed strange and inexplicable.
Although his world power was extraordinary, he swallowed many Yuan Zhantian phantoms, but he still couldn't resist Yuan Zhantian's crazy and terrible bombing, and the swamp world turned into countless muddy worlds in the end.
The world power of that high-rank Profound Emperor could hardly resist Yuan Zhantian's thousands of phantoms. He gave up the confrontation of world power, and the black stick took Yuan Zhantian's true body straight away.
"Dare to compete with me, this is looking for death!" Yuan Zhantian exuded a strong golden light shouting, his golden cudgel rounded countless cudgel shadows and greeted the black cudgel of the high-rank Profound Emperor.
Doraemon!
The weapons intertwined, sending out strong sparks.
Although the realm of the high-rank Profound Emperor was high, Yuan Zhanli's combat power was not lower than that of him, and the golden stick in his hand was much higher than that of the black stick. Under head-on, the black stick was directly interrupted by the golden stick.
When the high-rank Profound Emperor was surprised, the golden stick had already smashed into his face.
boom!
The head of the high-rank Profound Emperor's great head was directly smashed, and the blood mixed with the brain paddles, which looked abnormally nauseous.
Yuan Zhantian didn't stop, and once again broke into the Black Demon's door and slaughtered the Quartet.
However, the number of people in the Black Demon Gate is large, and a small number of masters can be separated to deal with him, which can also delay him, and even bombard him.
Fortunately, he has the old monkey watching all the time, which will not put him in any danger.
The old monkey didn't participate in any battles, just watched the play with a hippie smile.
Most of the people in the Black Demon Gate merged with the people of Ouyang's family to strangle the people of Xiao Ao Palace, and the situation became one-sided.
"Kill me, even if you die today, you won't shrink back!" Feng Xianyun once again showed that her heroine did not let her beard shout loudly, her double swords kept swinging, and the sword glow kept slashing. Kill the enemy.
Remnant Leopard also showed his usual bloodthirsty nature. Like a demon, he kept beheading enemies, his whole body was stained with blood, and his body also had a lot of wounds.
Ji Beixin's piano sounded everywhere, hypnotizing the enemy's will ceaselessly, and the innate cloudy wind and evil spirits corroded the enemy's vitality.
All the people in Xiao Ao Palace are desperate, they have no retreat, they can only wait for the battle of the saints to be won, or another strange soldier will come to help them.
Fortunately, when the sky is not dead, the hundreds of elite soldiers brought by the Dongfang Family and the Feng Family have finally arrived.
Among these people, there are two dozen Profound Emperors, and the rest are the strengths of Tianzun. They are the elite strength of the two families. Although only a thousand people, they are enough to affect the situation of the battle.
"Sister Jing, eldest brother is here to help you!" Dongfang Xiong carried a mace and slammed at the people of Ouyang's family in a big way, and at the same time shouted in Dongfang Jing's direction.
Dongfang Jing responded with a delighted smile: "Thank you elder brother, you are careful, there are too many enemies!".
"Don't worry, brother swears to help you out of trouble!" Dongfang Xiong shouted.
At the same time, Ji Beixin was chopped onto the piano instrument by a middle-rank Xuan Emperor. Guqin was severed in two, but Dao Jin still beheaded her forehead.
Ji Beixin felt cold. Knowing that it would be difficult for her to hide, she cried out inwardly, "Farewell to my husband!"
Just before Dao Jin was about to fall on Ji Beixin's forehead, a strong wind came and kicked the Dao Zhan to the side.
An old man fell by Ji Beixin's side and said: "Girl, cheer up, you will be fine with us!".
This old man was the boss of the third elder of the Feng family, and the other two elders killed the enemy elsewhere, sharing the pressure for Xiao Ao Palace.
Ji Beixin nodded happily and said, "Thank you, the elder."
At this time, she also saw Feng Wuying and Feng Yaxin fighting the enemy bravely, and she felt extremely relieved in her heart.
She didn't have a long time in Feng's family, but now she truly feels that Feng's care for her is absolutely sincere.
People always see the true love when they are in adversity.
This battle also affected the alliance relationship between Xiao Ao Palace and Dongfang Family and Feng Family. Their relationship has also been consolidated in the next ten thousand years, keeping watch and caring for each other.
With the help of the Dongfang Family and the Feng Family, the pressure on Xiao Ao Gong and others has been relieved, but it is still impossible to turn defeat into victory.
After all, the Black Demon Gate added 10,000 more horses, many of whom were semi-sage masters, and they were not so easy to deal with.
Now that Hua Xiaogui and Tang Gangling are in the middle of the battlefield, they also want to use their own strength to kill the enemy.
However, they were suddenly pulled out of the battlefield by Qiantong from Lingwu Pavilion.
"Elder Qiantong, what are you doing? The master sent you to help us. How can you do this? Go and help us kill the enemy!" Hua Xiaogui exclaimed very dissatisfied.
Elder Qiantong imprisoned the two of them and explained: "The current situation does not tolerate our actions. I can only keep you two complete!".
When Qiantong was speaking, there was already an intermediate sage of the Ghost Youzong staring at him opposite him.
But seeing that Qiantong didn't make a move, this middle-ranked saint didn't move either.
Anyway, the two of them are just coming to help, there is no need to live together.
"Asshole, you let us go, even if I die, I will help Xiao Ao Gong!" Hua Xiaogui shouted strugglingly.
Tang Gangling also said: "Yes, if this battle can't help the boss, how will we face the boss in the future!".
It's a pity, no matter what they say, Qiantong is indifferent. His purpose is to stand on the side of Xiao Ao Palace, but he will definitely not kill Ouyang's people for Xiao Ao Palace.
After all, their Lingwu Pavilion is not an ally of Xiao Ao Palace, and their friendship has not reached the level of coming out to help them, at best, it is only to meet the requirements of the two younger disciples to resolve this war as much as possible.
It's just that now things are off the track of their imagination, Qiantong naturally doesn't want to get involved.
Above the high altitude, Han Kai's fire control skills have reached the point of pure fire. The Huoyunpeng fire shadow he controls is like a real existence, constantly rushing towards Ouyang Xiao, his wings swept across thousands of miles, raging flames Just like burning the sky and steaming the sea, ordinary people can't resist it anymore.
Ouyang Xiao is half-footed into the coffin, and his cultivation is equally unfathomable. Numerous waves of water are violently impacting, and a vast ocean is formed around him. The wind is high and the waves are rushing, and countless waves are hitting that end. Huo Yunpeng.
Pieces of space power continued to collapse with their battles.
"Ouyang Xiao, today the old man will send you one step ahead of you to return to the West!" Han Kaigao yelled, his hands kept forming seals, his strength kept increasing, and then his palms turned over, and a huge flame handprint seemed to have taken the place away. All the power of heaven and earth smashed toward Ouyang Xiao.
Ouyang Xiao's face showed a solemn expression, he felt the terrible trick, and knew that Han Kai should be desperate.
"You don't have the qualifications yet!" Ouyang Xiao roared, holding the holy sword, and pouring his whole body strength into the long sword. A water dragon roared out of the long sword, vibrating in all directions.
Boom boom!
The two energies were constantly entangled and bombarded, the surrounding air was swept away, and the space was shaken into chaos.
The power of the giant mudra was not completely consumed, and the power of the water dragon also pierced the power of the giant mudra, and the two residual forces blasted towards the two.
Puff puff!
Both Han Kai and Ouyang Xiao went all out, both of them emptied all their strength, and it was difficult to avoid the other's bombardment. Both were shaken far away and were severely injured by vomiting blood.
On the other side, Crazy Tooth and Ouyang Zhen are also struggling with life and death.
Crazy Tooth danced with thousands of years of cold iron and kept entangled in Crazy Heng, like cockroach tentacles, strangling Ouyang Zhen.
On the other hand, Ouyang Zhen used various high-level sword skills to continuously slash Crazy Tooth's ten thousand years of cold iron into the air, and at the same time exploded countless swords that attacked Crazy Tooth.
Crazy tooth's body was severed in many places by Jian Gang, blood trickling; Ouyang Zhen was not much better, and his old face was swept away by Wannian Hantie, a scar that looked terrifying and terrifying.
"You mad dog, swear to kill your dog's head today!" Ouyang Zhen is stronger than Mad Fang in strength, but he didn't have Mad Fang desperately, and was forced to rage.
After he snorted, the long sword in his hand whirled rapidly, and his body moved along with it. The whole person and the long sword became one, turning into a swift burr, and pierced towards the chest of Crazy Tooth.
The speed was as fast as lightning, and the sword energy kept surging around. Before the force was reached, it had already produced a sharp sword wind, which caused people to cut their bodies into cold.
"Miscellaneous, I want to drink your blood to sacrifice to the dead soldiers of our Swordsman Palace!" Crazy Fang roared wildly, and a demon appeared behind him. The huge black gas was dense and dense, producing a strong bloodthirsty and corrosive nature.
Crazy Tooth's tens of thousands of years of cold iron entangled into a thick chain, and all the power was concentrated on the chain, and he drew madly towards the attacking Ouyang Zhen.
Ding Dong Ding Dong!
Ouyang Zhen used all his powers. His holy sword slashed on the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Iron of Crazy Tooth, cutting the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Iron into pieces and flew out of the Quartet, with the tip of the sword directly piercing through Crazy Tooth's chest.
"Even if you die, you have to pull a back cushion!" Crazy teeth were infatuated, and his scarlet eyes exuded incomparably bloodthirsty. He hugged Ouyang Zhen, who was within easy reach, with his hands, lowered his head, and bit at Ouyang Zhen's. Around the neck.
what!
Ouyang Zhen let out a roar, the long sword strangling in Mad Fang's chest, Mad Fang's upper body was torn, and blood was spilled in the sky.
Crazy Tooth just fell.
However, Ouyang Zhen didn't get better either, his neck was bitten by the age of his crazy teeth, and blood kept leaking out.
Ouyang Zhen hurriedly covered his neck with his hands, immediately took out the hemostatic spirit and the healing pill and swallowed it, barely stopping the wound and saving his life.