048 bullhead, horse fighting

With the passage of time, victory is in sight.

Wu Chenfeng and others have entered the foundation-building period and borrowed the aura of heaven and earth. Although the dark aura in this ghost house occupies a huge part, other heaven and earth auras also exist, but the quantity is much less, especially the power of time and space, which exists everywhere, and this group does not exist at all. Zombies with any mind don't need to consume much real power at all.

"Wow"

The red light of the zombies flashed crazily and continued to rush towards Wuchenfeng and others fearlessly.

"Buddha's light"

Huizhi shouted loudly and opened his hands towards the upper void. Golden light suddenly rippled from the aperture behind his head, and the golden ripples quickly went to the zombie that kept rushing up.

"Wow"

The zombies in the front melted under the golden light.

"Wow"

Maybe there were too many zombies killed by eight people just now. The remaining zombies finally seemed to be afraid, like a group of hungry wolves, willing to do anything for food, but once they met people who could not resist at all, they also chose to retreat temporarily.

Wuchen Feng waved his long sword, and his ghostly figure unfolded, cutting the zombies under the sword like harvesting straw.

However, suddenly, a huge sound came, and a huge figure suddenly appeared in the air.

Wu Chenfeng fixed his eyes and saw that on the huge body of the huge figure with a diameter of 100 meters was a ferocious bull's head, covered with scales on his body, and a huge axe was held in his hand. There was a dazzling red light shining in the eyes of the cow's eyes like copper bells, and the cow's nose was constantly gasping.

"You hateful human beings, who dare to kill and injure my soldiers, I tell you to die today." The loud voice of the Tauren echoed in the sky like thunder.

As soon as the words fell, the bull-headed man suddenly waved a huge axe. Suddenly, the overlapping axe shadows were intertwined, and the mountain-like momentum pressed towards the martial arts front.

"Hum" Wuchenfeng snorted coldly, and the empty sword instantly turned into ten thousand sword lights and split towards the overlapping axe shadow.

"Boom"

The shadow of the axe and the sword light collided in mid-air.

"Human, died" The taurus suddenly stepped on the void, and the huge axe split towards the Wuchen front.

Wu Chenfeng suddenly accelerated and turned into a streamer and went towards the tauren.

Sword fairy, are you still afraid of hand-to-hand combat?

"Boom" "Boom"

Wu Chenfeng and the Tauren collided in the mid-air again and again.

"It's really cool." Wuchenfeng felt that all the cells in his whole body seemed to be excited. This is the battle of sword immortals. Since Wuchenfeng entered the cultivation of immortals, he has actually not experienced several battles. Even if he fought against the foundation-building masters of the other seven factions with one person at that time, he was comparable to Yuanying. At the speed of the period, Wuchen's edge can be completely ** them.

It's not a level battle at all. How can you test your real strength!

However, Wuchenfeng can't challenge other masters in order to test his strength.

However, now he is also a person who is completely fighting with his body. How can he not let Wuchenfeng get excited?

"Sword swings around"

"Sword Breaks through the Eight Wastes

"Sword spirit is like frost"

"Sword swing ileum"

The light of the sword is flashing.

"Well, no, it should be like this"

"Yes, that's it, haha"

Actual combat is always most conducive to improving combat methods and even skills.

The bigger the taur is, the more frightened he is. At the beginning, with the power of the huge axe, he could still beat Wuchenfeng. The so-called pressure ten times.

However, slowly, the taur felt that the boy in front of him became more and more strange, and the attack was constantly increasing.

Of course, it is not that Wuchenfeng's attack has become stronger, but after continuous improvement, Wuchenfeng's scattered attacks have gradually gathered at one point.

With a certain amount of strength, the damage caused by breaking the surface is definitely greater than that caused by breaking the surface.

When the skill of the Ten Sessions continues to strengthen, it is definitely not one plus one equals two. In this way, how can one force suppress the Ten Sessions?

However, the battle on the other side is coming to an end. With the help of Huizhi and Buddha Guang, the zombies were almost completely destroyed.

As for Xiaohui, no one found that Xiaohui stood on a stone pillar, and the gray fog formed after the dissipated of countless zombies continued to swarming towards Xiaohui, and Xiaohui walked in the gray fog with a comfortable face.

Hai Chen, Shiyin and others saw that the zombies here were no longer threatening and were preparing to help Wuchenfeng, but suddenly, a huge figure appeared in the air.

The figure is similar to that of a bullhead, but there is a huge horse's head on its head and a huge mace in his hand.

"Humans, let me play with you. Don't disturb the bull's head and the young man's affection." The horse-headed man opened his huge horse's mouth and laughed loudly.

Hai Chen's face changed, and the half moon wheel carried the Taoist half moon to cut to your horse head man.

At the same time, Shiyin, Haichen, Xiao Liang, Huizhi, Tianshuang and Hammer also rushed forward to attack the horse-headed man. As for the Wuniu-headed man, they believed that Wuchenfeng could resist it alone.

"Ji Jie, you little girl, have a good piano sound. Why don't you go to my horse-headed ghost's house and sing a little song?"

"Ji Jie, why is the changed grass so delicious? Did you add anything? Jie, boy, you also come to my house and give me some tender grass every day. Jie Jie" The horse-headed ghost picked a piece of grass transformed by Xiao Liang and sent it into his mouth, a delicious look. The usual appearance.

Hai Chen, Haifeng, Shiyin's face changed. The horse-headed man is not only rough and thick-skinned, but also seems to be not afraid of soul attack at all, which is very difficult to deal with. However, Wuchenfeng can be as good as the bull-headed man, which shows the strength of Wuchenfeng.

Although the horse-headed man spoke easily, the huge mace in his hand swept continuously.

Haichen and the half-moon wheel of the sea breeze are constantly cutting, and the Buddha light of the monk Huizhi of Leiyin Temple is permeated, but although the golden Buddha light has had a certain impact on the horse-headed people, it is not as effective as before against those zombies.

"Jie Jie, you are a monk who believes in the old bald head in the Western blis world, right? That old bald head is not a good thing, Jie Jie, although this Buddha light is very lethal to the people in our ghost house, but I am very different. We often have to go in and out. In the underworld and the mortal world, how can we pay attention to your weak Buddha light? The horse-headed man looked proud.

"Japanese Rotation"

"Treasure bottle seal"

Huizhi ignored what the horse head man said there. His handprints quickly condensed, and the two strongest handprints among the nine truth fingerprints flew out quickly.

" hiss"

The horse head, which was originally proud, froze in an instant, and a smell that seemed to be barbecued.