Chapter 111 The Last Battlefield and Unity 2
The desolate horn sounded over the battlefield, like the tide in the opposite direction of the two. The armies of the Sakuraluo Empire and the Great German Empire were intertwined, crossing the forks, constantly penetrating, extending, staggered, and shouting to kill.
shhhhhh!!!
Rockets broke through the sky with a sharp roar, and then shot down from above the clouds. Under the dark clouds, there was a dense fire and rain. Then, a pile of flames ignited on the ground, and thick black smoke rose to the sky.
Wow!
A beast-like roar came from the army of the Sakuraluo Empire. Those demonized people, whose whole body were green and more than two feet tall, roared and jumped from the queue. They jumped hundreds of feet high and hundreds of feet away in a row. They fell heavily on the ground, just like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the roaring sound His eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruelty.
On the other side, the soaring realm masters in the world lined up the Da Zhoutian Dayan sword array, crossed the front of the Dade army and attacked those demons who were transformed by the fourth day demon king.
The thick smoke rose to the sky, and Feng Yun Wuji glanced down and no longer paid attention to it. He knew that if there was no accident, there would be a total of tens of thousands of schools in the world, with a total of more than 600,000 soarers, which was absolutely enough to deal with those demons. At present, the most important thing is to deal with the fourth demon king who is the culprit.
Boom!
Almost at the same time, two figures ejected from both sides at the same time, like two comet stars, colliding with each other. A circle of half-blooded red and half-blazing white destructive force swept away, pushing the dark clouds in the sky away, revealing the twinkling starry sky above. The fifth sword's gallbladder was like a wandering dragon, attacking everywhere and inserting a needle in the gap, but on the fourth day, the demon king was wearing a set of dark armor. From top to bottom, he wrapped his whole body. The long tip of the demon's tail was rolled up with a silver diamond-shaped shield, dancing flexibly, with a The attack is isolated. Dong Dong!! The sound of gold and iron resounded through the world.
On the fourth day, the devil's right claw took the Taoist blood-colored electric light to grasp the wind and clouds. On the fourth day, every time the demon king attacked, wherever he passed, he must bring the black twists and turns of the space crack of the Tao. Once hit, Fengyun Wuji had no doubt that he tore up his own power.
The speed of the demon king was very fast on the fourth day. The huge wings flapped quickly, setting off bursts of wild currents. At the speed of wind and clouds, it could not easily get rid of him at all. The claws attacked Fengyun Wuji with bloody light. Every time, they were avoided by Fengyun Wuji by a slight difference. In the direction of speed, Fengyun Wuji has almost exerted his advantage to the limit. In the extremely narrow range, there are even his shadows everywhere, and even several times. On the fourth day, the demon king's attack was directly moved towards Fengyun Wuji, leaving the residual attack, so he was taken advantage of by Fengyun Wuji, and several swords A spark. .
The countless bright light swords beside Fengyun Wuji were constantly born and destroyed, and the number was almost never bent. One after another, the Qi swords were wrapped in a semicircle body to Fengyun Wuji. Only between their thoughts, they attacked the faults exposed by the fourth day demon king, and the sound of bombardment was endless. On the fourth day, the dark armor on the demon king's body was cast, which could not be penetrated at all, and it just brought out sparks every time. If the fourth day demon king didn't have a helmet at all and could not protect his eyes, Fengyun Wuji could only be beaten blindly. Most of the attacks on the fourth day of the demon king went straight to the eyes of the fourth day demon king.
Both of them were so depressed. On the fourth day, the devil's armor was like a turtle shell, so that Fengyun Wuji had nowhere to start, while Fengyun Wuji surpassed the speed of lightning, so that the fourth day the demon king's domineering attack hit the air again and again,
Sneer!!
The light sword split the armor of the fourth day demon king, but it was immediately broken. Inadvertently, Fengyun Wuji caught a glimpse of a thin white line on the fourth day demon king's shoulder armor. If he was not careful, he could not find it. An inspiration crossed my mind.
Indulg~!
The sound of swords was endless. The dense ball-like ball of light behind him suddenly disappeared into Fengyun Wuji's palm like a streamer. Fengyun Wuji gently stroked left and right. The row of lightsaggers stretching in all directions suddenly blazing brightly, constantly making a louder and louder sound of swords. In the blink of Hua was restrained, and what appeared in Fengyun Wuji's hands was a simple and gorgeous sword, which was no different from the physical sword.
Can't attack for a long time, so Fengyun Wuji has to change his way. The skill of the sword, against some top masters, has become dispensable at all, unable to cause substantial damage, and repeated attacks are invalid. When he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the indistinguishable white marks on the dark shoulder armor The long sword is combined into one, and the true qi is constantly compressed and condensed.
Dozens of swords were combined into one, and the heavy code broke instantly on the claws of the devil on the fourth day, leaving no trace, even white spots.
"Isn't it enough? Then a hundred handles..." With a casual move, another more bright and condensed sword appeared in his hand. One sword was cut out, but it was blown into powder by the punch of the devil on the fourth day.
"A hundred handles is not enough, so how about a thousand handles? ..." Thousands of air swords behind him, under the beckoning of Fengyun Wuji, condensed into one, and as a result, naturally broken, broken...
Constant gathering and continuous compression. When the real force could not be compressed, Fengyun Wuji used a strong divine consciousness to oppress the true qi that formed the long sword and further compressed it. Ten thousand handles, 100,000 handles. When nearly a million-handled air swords on the side of Fengyun Wuji's handle suddenly disappeared, there was already a cold A sharp sword that is more than six feet long and more than three inches wide.
Thunderbolt! !
Fengyun Wuji split out with a sword, brought up the sound of thunder, and cut heavily on the wrist of the fourth day demon king.
Cock!
A slender crack appeared on the wrist armor of the demon king on the fourth day. On the fourth day, the demon king was hoarmed. Unexpectedly, Fengyun Wuji temporarily hugged the Buddha's feet, and the real sword spirit was actually as powerful. His face suddenly changed greatly, and he was waiting to fight back. Feng Yun Wuji, and several swords came again. He had no choice but to raise his arms again.
Boom!!!
At the beginning of Fengyun Wuji, dozens of swords could be cut out in a short period of time, but they were all blocked by the armor of the fourth day demon king. However, at the back, the speed of the ancient servant Jingmeng long sword cut out was getting slower and slower and slower. At the back, it was already as light as heavy But on the fourth day, there was a solemn performance on the devil's face, and a strong magic spirit escaped from his body and gathered in his hand.
Boom!
Another cut. The devil suddenly shook his body on the fourth day. A white crack extended from the chest armor to the leg armor, and his body retreated two steps.
Boom!
Another sword was cut out, and on the fourth day, the armor on the demon king's body was already full of cobweb-like cracks. On the fourth day, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the demon king. He suddenly shouted and clenched his hands. Among his hands, a little blood red stretched to both sides, quickly forming a red and hot five-foot-long long sword. In the body of the sword, the blood-red strength floated away from the blood sword for about an inch,
"Go!"
On the fourth day, the demon king roared, and the wide blood sword in his hand was cut out angrily, facing the 156th sword cut by the indifferent Fengyun Wuji.
Boom!
On the fourth day, the demon king was like a cannonball, hitting the ground straight to the ground, and the blood sword in his hand was torn apart, and in the sky, the long sword in Fengyun Wuji's hand was also shaken, and his body was shaken hundreds of meters away. Where the two swords intersect, the blood
Rumble~
The earthquake shook, and a dull sound came. Then I saw a huge crack spread out to the two sides of the battlefield. The crack was dark and deep. Thousands of soldiers who were being killed on the battlefield were torn to pieces by the destruction that fell from the sky in an instant, and the one near this side was Xu It slipped into the deep crack.
This huge change shocked both sides. In the fight, countless soldiers quickly glanced at the sky, but saw a comet-like figure pounced down from the sky. In the direction, it was the winged demon...