"It's weird!" The first person to attack discovered that his spiritual power, despite its mighty power, was like a clay cow entering the sea, quickly turning into nothingness.
Many people don't believe in evil, and they have used powerful methods of attack. The wind is strong and the aura goes hand in hand, wave after wave, hitting these monsters, there is a smell of punches.
The utility is on the bright side and is basically invisible. What is the effect? None of the monsters dissipated.
"How can this be good?" someone shouted in despair.
A very powerful monk, unable to dodge, in desperation, burning blood, like a prehistoric blood beast, roaring and hitting, as a result, the dripping water did not turn up.
In this life and death, some people are not reconciled, the whole body is bathed in fire, the temperature is terrifying.
As a result, the monster was burned so badly that he did not dare to touch it.
"I understand, they are evil things, afraid of the power of the right way!" Numerous monks showed surprises on their faces.
"Kill!" At this time, they were as if they had taken a stimulant, with red eyes, and displayed a strong and tyrannical method, forcing these monsters to retreat again and again, and some even wanted to avenge their companions.
Many monks have an impulse to yell out of joy.
However, few people kill a monster, but it is enough.
A huge giant platform, heavy flowing umong, hard and hard to damage. The five clusters of light on it floated up and down, which exuded extremely shocking spiritual power fluctuations.
Zhang Xiaotian and others were the first to come. Seeing this scene, they swiftly shot their hands, raised their hands, and a hand with strong aura flashed directly beside a violent spiritual light group.
Zhang Xiaotian was a little skeptical. The five light groups corresponded to the power of the five elements, and the power of thunder and lightning happened to be needed by him.
Immediately before he took the shot, a sharp sword struck across, and the spiritual hand dissipated into nothingness.
Similarly, there were cultivators in the other four places, and some even wanted to get close to grab them, but they were directly attacked by Liuhe, and they were blown to pieces.
"Get out of the way!" Like a thunderstorm, Zhang Xiaotian flew forward and slammed a violent thunder fist with a heavy thunder light on a person in front.
This person is Yu Xuanang, black clothes close to the body, sword eyebrows and star eyes, heroic, like a young God of War coming to the world, with a bitter fighting spirit.
The person was holding a sharp sword that was shocking the world with cold light, and obviously there was no spirituality attached to it, but the sharp aura caused sword marks to appear on the hard and indestructible battle platform.
"A person from the Casting Sect?" Zhang Xiaotian stood still, the other party was really not easy, he was so coming.
Immediately, he aimed at the opponent's sharp sword, and he couldn't help but feel stunned. That sword was clearly at the level of the weapon of the gods, but Zhang Xiaotian felt that the real spirit weapon would have to be reduced to fragments under it.
"You can't do it!" He was not much bigger than Zhang Xiaotian, but he said so coldly and arrogantly, indescribably high.
It's hard to imagine that after watching Zhang Xiaotian's battle with Ming Zhentian, this young man was actually so arrogant.
I really don't know if it is arrogance, or the real strength and self-confidence that it brings.
"Your sword is very strange, is it a magic weapon?" Zhang Xiaotian said lightly, ignoring the other party's arrogance.
"You are dead, I can tell you!" the man said with a cold face.
Zhang Xiaotian stunned, the other party is really too defiant, but this madness, is it worthy of his own strength
The arrogance of the other party makes no one feel angry. He is not a stone man, so he naturally wants to prove himself.
For the first time, he was urging the Thunder Light Immortal Body, and the thunder light surrounded him, and a layer of powerful thunder armor enveloped him, like a thunder god came to the world.
Before his body arrived, his two fists, under the waving, led a bark of thunder lake, and shot away.
"One sword kills you!" The young man, a handsome man, although he said few words, was even more domineering and impressive.
When he raised his hand, a sword light swung out, and wherever he passed, the Thunder Lake was flattened into two, and the power of the Thunder Lake was greatly weakened.
He shuddered, this sword was really terrifying, and it was just the power of the sword aura inspired by the sword, and it was so sharp that it was too amazing.
Vaguely, Zhang Xiaotian keenly felt that his body was also difficult to defend perfectly.
"Ten blows to crack!"
"Burst punch!"
The two martial arts are exhibited together, each has its own strengths, and its power is absolutely powerful.
He shook his fist, his fist mark expanded wildly, and an explosive force was brewing violently. With the penetration of the ten bursts, that kind of power, especially like the tide, grew stronger and stronger.
Zhang Xiaotian roared, his eyes flashed with cold electricity, and the whole person, carrying this violent force, went rampant in the air and shot away at an accelerated speed.
On his fist, he wrapped heavy fists. This is concentrated power and the quality is extremely high.
As for the sword light, it couldn't stop Zhang Xiaotian for a moment. The man holding the sword also condensed slightly, no longer holding it up.
"Rounding thorn!" He drank softly and stabled with a sword. The sharp sword light was vomiting at the tip of the sword, and all of a sudden, it tore the air in front of him.
Zhang Xiaotian did not evade, and displayed his two fists together. He wanted to see how powerful this sword could be under his full attack.
"Ding!" The sound of gold and iron hitting, resounding clearly, was so harsh and unappetizing.
In it, a continuous explosion occurred. If you watch from the sky above, you will find that waves of vast spiritual shock waves sweep across all directions like a soaring hurricane.
Zhang Xiaotian snorted softly, his fist was dripping with blood, which looked shocking.
But the other party was not feeling well, that arm trembled crazily, even if he added the power of the other palm, it was still trembling.
This force is irresistible to the peak body refiner.
He suddenly lifted his leg and swept, driving a burst of inspiration, fierce and unstoppable.
The man's face was gloomy, but he chose to retreat for a certain distance.
Zhang Xiaotian's heart tightened. This person is not so arrogant on the surface, but a disguise, otherwise he absolutely doesn't know how to advance and retreat, but just walks forward.
"Boy, I still have something to do. Next time, you won't be so lucky." The male evil Ni Zhang Xiaotian glanced, his clothes fluttered, and he left in a huff.
"Leave your name!" Zhang Xiaotian asked, silently remembering the opponent in his heart. This is a good opponent.
"The wind is whistling!" The man said lightly, but he didn't whisper at all, but arrogant and domineering.
Such a weird person is too superb, like schizophrenia.
Without this person in the way, Zhang Xiaotian was invincible, and across the way, no one could stop.
Just before grabbing it, a big golden hand, the size of a house, flowing infinitely light, rumblingly suppressed Zhang Xiaotian from above.
Looking back, unsurprisingly, it was Ming Ye. This guy, really hateful, can't see that he is better than him.
"It seems that he is already an enemy and cannot be avoided. You must kill to stop killing!" Zhang Xiaotian said in his heart.
He kept shaking the palm of his hand and slapped upward, the palm light was overwhelming, and a terrible palm wind enveloped him with spiritual power like a river.
After that, Zhang Xiaotian didn't even look at it, and the power of thunder light condensed in his body, bursting into all directions.
Pieces of flaming thunder light, diffuse and open, dotted with the void, like a sky curtain, brilliant and beautiful.
The people who rushed up around him stopped for a moment. Taking advantage of this, he condensed a spiritual hand and grabbed the cluster of light.
However, the surrounding monks seemed to be able to make Zhang Xiaotian successful. One after another they used housekeeping martial arts to obstruct them.
That spiritual hand was suddenly ruined. He didn't feel discouraged at all. It was so easy to succeed, which was strange.