Chapter 318 Flip the Sky Hare

Wang Chan saw that as soon as the Marquis of Yongding started, he used the dragon and tiger Xuantan method to stimulate the martial soul. The sky was full of wind, thunder and lightning. He really wanted to be relieved by him and join hands with the Taoist who fought with him. Now his mana is still shallow, and I'm afraid he can't stand a few faces. In a blink of an eye, he will be captured by life. Suddenly, he saw that Jin Guang, the fierce tiger Zen master, suddenly broke his big hand, and he retreated in his heart. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and had an idea. With a wave of his hand, there were twenty or thirty seven-killing knives roaring and flying out under him.

The fierce tiger Zen master was scolded by Wang Chan for a while, and he was annoyed. Suddenly, he felt a chill in the back of his head. In a hurry, he looked down and saw the knife rolling and turning down the clouds. Unexpectedly, he rushed all the way into the mountains below. Suddenly, he trembled all over. Only then did he know what Wang Chan was thinking.

I couldn't help saying to myself in my heart, "It's so cruel!"

In this wild place, the mountains overlap, and there are monsters in every mountain, just like human beings. Their own enclosures occupy the mountains. The number is so large that it is impossible to count. Now Wang Chan and several people are fighting in the sky, the wind and thunder are fierce, and the sword spirit is soaring to the sky. Naturally, it has already shocked many demons on the mountains below. However, the wild demons, the law of the jungle, can generate wisdom and live well until now. They are either born with different species, born strong and arrogant, or suspicious, and have an innate keen sense of danger.

As soon as Wang Chan and the Marquis of Yongding fought, they shook the four directions, tearing the clouds, and the long wind was turbulent, just like a hurricane passing through. As long as they were not fools, they knew that these people in the sky were never easy to mess with. Therefore, even if they had long found that someone was fighting above their heads and had no face, there were no monster who dared to live. Branches, rushing forward and questioning.

Only one by one, standing on the top of their respective mountains, watching from afar, watching the hustle and bustle.

And Wang Chan waved his hand, and twenty or thirty knives rolled, and the target was also the highest mountain in the mountain. His hand went up and down, and he didn't wait for many monsters watching the battle on the mountain to find that a large piece of bloody light had fallen from the sky like a big net. Along the way, whether it was mountains, rocks and trees, It is a monster, large and small, rolling by, click, click, and all of them are twisted into pieces.

The remaining momentum is endless, and the knife light is like a plow, hitting a mountain peak. At the time, the rocks are broken and divided in the middle. A good cliff is gone in a blink of an eye.

This time, it's really like a disaster from the sky. In the mountains, hundreds of little demons screamed and fled one after another. At the same time, between the mountains, a strong demon spirit suddenly surged, like wolf smoke, dark as a column, straight into the underworld.

Yongding Marquis, Shen Xueyi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw Wang Chan suddenly kill the demons in the mountain. Wang Chan suddenly stood up on the tiger's back. In his eyes, there was a cold light, and he shouted loudly, like a tiger roaring in the mountain stream, pointing to the sky with a gun. Suddenly, the cloud above his head cracked a big hole, and there seemed to be a big star shining on the cloud.

In the blue sky, a star like platinum appeared, flashing. With Wang Chan's sudden inhalation, a ray of starlight suddenly fell on the big star, one after another, and shot into the Liquan gun in Wang Chan's hand, and then his ears were full of the roaring sound of the sea tide, and the gunshots in the sky were fierce. Fang rushed to the sky, together with the two Taibai sword pills, tightly wrapped around Shen Xueyi's flying sword.

"I, Wang Chan, act according to my heart. Even if I am really defeated, I have to fight for a victory or defeat. When it's time to leave, I will naturally leave. You beast, you still have a heart in your heart. Do you really don't know?"

Wang Chan's tone was indifferent. He shook his sleeves and hit the head of the Tiger Zen master like a big iron plate, which made the sparks rise. At present, he did not dare to resist. He had to urge Zhenyuan. The wind under his claws made Wang Chan and fight with others.

Although he didn't get along with Wang Chan for a long time, the Tiger Zen Master had read people for a long time and had done it with Wang Chan before. Naturally, he knew Wang Chan's surname, and he was decisive and said it. Although his tone was indifferent, he could feel a strong murderous atmosphere from the middle. If he wants to resist again, I'm afraid that Wang Chan has already dealt with him here without waiting for the Yongding Marquis to kill him.

Instead of being ignorant of current affairs, it's better to wait for the time being and continue to wait for the opportunity. Maybe after this big war, Wang Chan will be delaminated even if he doesn't die. At that time, he can use some means to get back the demon elixir.

At the same time, the Marquis of Yongding came to fight with a halberd, and the Tiger Zen master then sacrificed the King Kong capture and fought into a group.

Shen Xueyi used the skill of sword light differentiation. A flying sword turned into two mouthfuls. Seeing that he was about to break the sword light of the Taibai Sword Pill, he saw that Wang Chan actually caused disaster to the east. He was distracted and used his magic power to kill countless little demons on the top of the mountain. Then he used a long gun to twist the clouds, take over the power of the alien stars, and turned into a dragon-like flying. The changing gunlight resists the light of his sword. Not only is the means unexpected, but also the mind is extremely vicious. Knowing that I have one tiger and not my opponent, I deliberately provoked the demon king who occupied the mountain here. Obviously, he just wanted to fish in troubled waters...

And Wang Chan's big gun is also very powerful. Obviously, among the soldiers, I don't know which powerful divine soldier urged the gun light, the cold light, like a heavenly river hanging upside down, shining, like a star dot, blocking his own flying sword. The soldier's killing method is the most ruthless. He is not afraid of flying sword cutting. Fortunately, he is stabbing the sword in the distance. Otherwise, once he is close to him, even if he is more powerful, he will have to capsize in the gutter.

When the battle was fierce and thrilling, in the mountains below, the thick demon suddenly stopped, and there was a long roar like an eagle.

Bang! The cliff, which had been split by the light of Wang Chan's knife, suddenly cracked, and the black clouds rolled. Then a big demon stepped out, dressed in a black hemp robe, wrapped his head, like a huge black cloak, covering his whole body in darkness. Not only can ordinary people not see his face clearly, but even a figure like Wang Chan, at a glance, can only see two lights like ghost fire in the middle of the door covered by the demon king's hood, green and gloomy. At a glance, it makes people feel cold from the heart.

This big demon was originally the demon king who occupied this mountain. Originally, he had been practicing in the eagle sorrow under the cliff. How did he know that when he sat at home with a closed door, the disaster came from heaven, and he was bullied to the door for no reason. He not only killed and injured his men, but also cut in half of his eagle's eagle's precipit cave, so he was advanced. Get out of the customs and rush out.

And followed by a long roar. In the eagles under him, there were also bursts of eagles. The sound of countless wings flapping inside was clearly heard, and it was messy. It seemed that a group of eagles were flying out from the inside.

"The cultivation of Yongdinghou and that man are still above me. Although I am not afraid of fighting one-on-one, after all, I can't compare with the two of them. It is not easy to leave. The big wooden bird, flying extinct, is much faster than the Tiger Zen master, and it is really difficult to get rid of. Fortunately, the demon king in this mountain also seems to be a person, and his magic power is not weak. If he intervenes in the middle, there is still something to do. However, when things come to this point, in the final analysis, it is still because of shallow cultivation and low skills. If the innate success, it is not difficult to practice the greedy wolf god to the small success and kill these two people from the air.

Wang Chan fought while calculating in his heart. At this moment, two golden light big hands had been smashed by the halberd in the hands of Yongdinghou. They were recondensed several times, but they could not support it for a long time. His own cultivation is also refined into the magic power of the yuan god, which is comparable to that of the Marquis of Yongding, but now the demon elixir is not there, and the remaining half of it is not enough. Naturally, he is no longer the opponent of the Marquis of Yongding.

However, after all, his King Kong capture method is also a mysterious method handed down from the ground-covering temple. In addition, the Tiger Zen master refined the dragon and elephant Hercules. After transforming out the big hand of King Kong, there was the power of dragons and elephants in each blow. Although it was broken by the Marquis of Yongding, the force in his hand was condensed. It was not broken once, and the force reacted. It is also tricky for the opponent.

Obviously, he has the upper hand, but he has never been able to break through the obstruction of the Tiger Zen Master and launch a direct attack on Wang Chan.

"The magical power of Buddhism in the earth is really unique, exquisite, and has a long aftert for a long time. It is like the Yangtze River, endless. No wonder the master had already told me that the monks of Buddhism have always practiced and sought self-protectment first. The higher their cultivation, the stronger the defense. It is like a turtle with long thorns. If the difference between the two sides is not too big, it is simply impossible to start!"

Yongdinghou's heart is also extremely stuffy. In terms of the cultivation of his own life, although the Tiger Zen Master has practiced much longer than him, but now it has turned into the original form, which is obviously not as good as before, but this hand of Buddhism is really difficult to deal with. Even if Lu Wuya helps, the other party can't even breathe. It is impossible to win or lose immediately.

Lu Wuya's cultivation is a pure soldier's skill. Foreign objects do not involve himself. Although the various ordnancees refined are infinitely powerful, their own cultivation is not very smart. Usually, against the enemy, they release the organs and artifacts they carry with them. Once they are sent out, they are like a storm, and the artifacts are exquisite. They are refined with hardware. They are not afraid of ordinary flying swords, and they are more poisonous. Even if they are idle to become a gas refiner of Yuanshen's magic, they will accidentally attack him.

But now when I meet the King Kong hand of the Tiger Zen master, it's like meeting a nemesis, it's useless for a while.

Lu Wuya grabbed several mechanical objects from the treasure bag around his waist one after another, either as fast as lightning, coming and going without a trace, or densely connected. The momentum seemed to be fierce and irresistible, but as long as it was fished by the other party's two big hands, it was immediately taken away and pinched into pieces. After several experiments, I had to stop and avoid it from afar. I stood on the back of the windbird and turned my eyes. I didn't know what I was thinking.

At this time, Shen Xueyi and Wang Chan fought to the point, and the means were exhausted. It was already difficult to solve, but Shen Xueyi was far away from a hundred feet, standing with Yongdinghou, carrying swords and stabbing. Wang Chan's best melee skills could not be used, and could only fight against the enemy. Short, the long gun dances, and it can't play the real power of the soldier's killing method.

Fortunately, his shooting skill is wonderful. Each move goes deep into the bone. When he sees the move, it doesn't matter for a while. It's just that Shen Xueyi's sword light differentiation technique is the Taiyi light-dividing sword method of Taiyimen's secret biography. There is a unique place in it. The swordsmanship is unfolding, and the sky is full of white rainbows. Although it is less to more, it is surrounded by Wang Chan's Taibai Jianwan and Liquan gun light, but it can also compete everywhere and does not retreat. One turns into two, two turns into four, and the sword light flows heavily. On the contrary, there is a little momentum that is about to break through the air.

As the first disciple of Youxianguan, Shen Xueyi, although she is young, she has refined the ancestral god. She has become famous in the central imperial dynasty. She is also a proud person, but now she is firmly entangled by Wang Chan with one shot and two swords. Several times to stimulate the sword light, it is useless. She can't make progress. She is about to perform her unique secret skills in her heart. The sword spirit on the vibrating flying sword disperses the siege, and then divides the winner.

Wang Chan on this side suddenly narrowed his eyes and flicked his fingers. Suddenly, a thin blood light, silently, broke through the heavy wind in front of him and went straight to Shen Xueyi, a hundred feet away. There was only a ray of blood light, and the color was dim and almost invisible to the naked eye. If there was nothing, there was no sound of breaking the air at all. Shen Xueyi did not dare to get too close. She fought with Wang Chan closely, which was naturally difficult to detect.

It was not until the blood light flashed near, and his heart suddenly trembled. He only felt that his neck was cold and his hair was upright. Then he suddenly had a warning. His eyes flashed, and his terrible soul suddenly flew out of the sky. He hurriedly spewed out a stream of essence, as sharp as a sword, and almost facing the blood light.

Oh! The sound was like a red-burning knife cutting into the solid butter. Although Shen Xueyi reacted quickly, his spirit, exhaled into a sword, was far from really able to block Wang Chan's blood cut. As soon as they touched each other, they immediately drilled out a small hole, and the momentum did not decrease at all. They still "blocked the waist" and cut into Shen Xueyi's throat.

Fortunately, at this time, Shen Xueyi had hurriedly dodged, twisted half of her head, and barely escaped the disaster. But only then, the situation changed immediately, and the blood was already in the interval, cutting off his shoulder and cutting off half a catty of bone and flesh.

Especially, the blood light into the body was not extinguished. Only drilling in, half of Shen Xueyi's body immediately dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing an arm connected to the shoulder, it was like a dead wood that lost water in a blink of an eye, instantly decayed and turned into a pile of dead bones. Shen Xueyi shouted, turned her head and left. The shock on her face could not be concealed in any case.

However, he was also one of the masters of the young generation under You Xianguan. In shock, he was not in a hurry. He retreated. The next moment, the sword flashed, but he recalled the flying sword. The strong man broke his wrist and cut off his left shoulder.

In this way, although the blood is surging and the vitality is greatly lost, it can always save the life, so that the whole person will not be swallowed up by the blood and become a mummified corpse.

You know, there are countless magical powers and endless magic drugs in this world, which is by no means comparable to the world on earth. By all means, as long as people do not die on the spot, even if they are flesh and bones, the living dead are not impossible. The Taiyi Gate behind Youxianguan is one of the nine sects of Taoism in the world, with a profound background. Shen Xueyi broke her arm to live, but she was not afraid that she could not recover.

But in this way, the situation in the field suddenly turned straight down, and the momentum of Yongdinghou's side to gain the upper hand also became confusing again.

"This man is lucky. He was able to survive with a blood knife from me. It's a pity that I don't have enough cultivation now. I have been brewing for a long time. With all my strength, I can barely compress a blood knife into silk. Otherwise, how can I make this person live!? However, the demon king below can't help but take action. It's a rare opportunity. It's better to fight quickly!"

Wang Chan sighed secretly in his heart, and heard the eagles chirping down, and the black gas rolling. He immediately knew that the demon king below was going to come to Xingshi to ask for sin, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Although Wang Chan's power and mana are not as deep as Shen Xueyi's, relying on the magic power of soldiers, he kills bravely, and the gun in his hand is fast and sharp. Even if he can't rush forward to fight, his strength lasts for a long time, and the more braver he fights. What's more, his ** mount tiger Zen master is also a demon king in the wilderness, one person and a tiger, rushing, even if it will be eternal. Hou has the upper hand, but he has to be careful.

What's more, his heart and surname is harsh, and his spirit is pure. The seven-killing blood knife is the supreme method of the Beidou Heavenly Palace. When he reaches a certain level, he can devour the opponent's blood vitality, which has a wonder. Only in this way can we be surprised and turn the situation around in one fell swoop.

At the same time, under the cloud, the black gas rushed to the sky, and a dark shadow flew out like a meteor running to the moon under the eagle's sorrow. From the bottom up, he lifted the whole body of the demon king standing on the mountain. At first glance, he only thought it was a demon gas rolling over. In a blink of an eye, he approached, but he found that there were hundreds of black harrots under the man's feet. Zi, dense, rubbing his shoulders, flapping his wings, flying into the sky.

"Who dares to kill my men and destroy my cave? Little ones, don't hesitate, rush forward quickly, catch all these people, tear them to pieces, and swallow them up!!"

The demon king was dressed in black smoke, and the black cloak outside was blown by the wind, which revealed the layers of feathers inside. The back fluttered, and the black light spread. At once, he poked out two huge wings and rose slowly. The demon king spoke and did things quickly. He didn't say a word or talk nonsense. With a wave of his hand, the hundred golden-eyed and iron-winged hawks under his feet immediately tied up his wings and shot at several people like arrows.

"The sky-turning thream!"

Dearlessly, it seemed that there was a clump of flames burning between the feathers. They had already hid in the last Lu Wuya. He turned his eyebrows and shouted and was shocked.

He has been studying civil engineering and refining armored mythical beasts all his life. Naturally, he is very familiar with the monsters in the world.

(to be continued)