Chapter 367 If you die, she will stay!

The golden giant sword stands in the front, followed by the khaki mountain, giving people a sense of thick and solidity. After the mountain, a golden red hundred-foot long knife cut out, standing in the void, emitting a hot flame. Then followed, it was the golden green bamboo, strong and proud, and resolutely independent. Finally, there is a pair of huge golden blue eyes, like two mirrors hanging high.

Each of the five personal charms exudes the pressure of the fifth-order top spiritual weapon, and these five charms are connected through a certain breath, which exudes a stronger and unspeakable power, and the sky reflected is trembling fiercely.

On the top of the giant's head, there are five wheels. This picture is really shocking and shocking. Naturally, it was also stunned by the two sides. At this moment, no one questioned Tu Yunfeng's words, because they felt that this power was definitely no less than the array of tens of thousands of monks on the opposite side.

Buzz...

The buzzing sounded from both sides at the same time, and one side was a black gun shadow, endless. On one side is the golden giant sword light and shadow, which is overwhelming. Tomb Yunfeng waved his right hand, and the five wheels above his head emitted colorful light, as if it were the source of the golden sword shadow, constantly gushing out a powerful sword shadow.

"Oh, my God! Every sword shadow of the Yunfeng brothers is stronger than the other party's gun shadow. This..." After all, Yumeng is also the strength of Taoist Heaven. Naturally, he can feel the difference between the sword shadow and the gun shadow.

Hum... Boom...

The sword shadow and the gun shadow, with endless buzzing sounds, finally bumped into each other. The shadow of the sword is sharp, the shadow of the gun is cold, and the power is unspeakable.

For a while, the sky was roaring all day long. The colorful light above the tomb cloud maple's head kept shining, and the five auras between the surrounding heaven and earth were instilled into the five wheels. At this moment, the monks of the northern continent in the rear suddenly found that the spiritual power between the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly took out, and they had lost the ability to absorb aura.

One person's power is enough to surpass the power of ten thousand people. At this moment, the figure of the thousand-foot giant in front of him is deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone, whether it is the enemy or his own side. The name of Tomb Yunfeng is destined to resound throughout the mainland and be recorded in the history of the mainland.

The most domineering thing about the five wheel is that it can absorb spiritual power at the same time, and the five wheels can transform and improve each other, which can increase this efficiency. At this time, Tomb Yunfeng felt that his spiritual power was endless, and the resulting sword shadow was also continuous, without any sign of exhaustion.

Among the five lanes, the attack of the killing path is the most powerful, which is also the reason why Tomb Yunfeng chose the five turns to kill the path. The sharp momentum is definitely not in vain in the name of killing.

At this time, the sky of the confrontation between the two sides is obviously divided into two camps. On one side is the world of dark spears, and on the other side is the golden sword shadow space. The confrontation between the two sides was comparable for a while. The buzzing sound is endless, and the shadow of the sword and the gun are constantly colliding and dissipating, while the subsequent shadows of the sword and gun are constantly made up. This kind of confrontation is like a follow-up soldier on the battlefield. The two sides seem to be competing for who has more strength and who has more spiritual power.

Tomb Yunfeng naturally felt this anxious state, and the cold and electricity crossed his eyes, "Huh! Do you think this can kill me? Joke. In this case, it's better to win with a strange soldier. The power of the stars, come out!" Tomb Yunfeng snorted coldly, and the power of the five stars in Dantian escaped at this time.

The power of the star, in essence, is beyond the general spiritual power. If you really want to convert it, it can be said that one to ten is not too much. Therefore, the power of the star appears at this time, just like when the two sides are fighting against each other, in case a team of strong commandos is suddenly dispatched, which is bound to open a breakthrough.

Buzz...

In the inaudible buzzing sound, pure golden sword shadows were quietly mixed in the sword shadows and appeared at the boundary of the confrontation.

In this way, gaps suddenly appeared in the dark curtain covered by the dark gun shadows seen with the naked eye. The pure golden gun shadow is put into the tiger into the wolf pack, and no one can stop it. The so-called defeat is like a mountain. Following this gap, the shadows of swords made by general spiritual power also take advantage of the gap and drill into the gap, and the gap continues to expand. Winning or losing is often just a momentary thing.

In the black clouds, Xue Dalang was shocked. From the beginning, the moment Tomb Yunfeng's sword sea appeared, he was shocked. However, he is also very confident in his strength and formation, so he has always insisted on colliding with it. But what about this time? At this time, it is obvious that failure is just a matter of time. There is nothing he can do.

The seven masters were all gray-faced. Although they still insisted on spiritual output, they still lost confidence. Next to them, the black fog covering the evil phoenix was also constantly trembling. Obviously, her mood was also very uneasy at this time.

"Shaozong, what should I do? Can you ask the ancestor of the killing hall to take action? In the mind of Ba Mingfeng, the anxious voice of Ba Sanlang sounded. At this time, he didn't have the arrogant and domineering madness just now.

"Can you and I invite the ancestors of the Killing Hall? They will only appear by themselves, not by us. The cold voice of the evil phoenix sounded. Although she was also anxious, she remained calm.

Buzz...

The buzz came overwhelmingly, and the golden sword sea world finally covered the dark shadow of the gun and poured into the array of Yinshazong. Suddenly, the big array was shattered, and the screams were endless.

One move, how much you can escape. It turns out that he is not talking about crazy words, but facts!

At this moment, everyone's heart is scratching this sentence, which was still their joke just now.

However, how many people can escape in this sea of swords? These monks belonging to the Yinsha Sect are close to the exhaustion of spiritual power at this time. How can they have the power to resist the endless sword shadow? I'm afraid that only those who can escape from the sky are the strong above the realm of heaven. Among them, it naturally includes evil phoenix and evil sans.

"Retired!" Xue Dalang knew that in this battle, his seven evil halls were over. In addition to his seven masters, there are only a few strong people left. Hundreds of years of painstaking efforts were poured into vain, and the bloody man only felt frustrated and lazi, and no longer had the desire to win in the past.

"Maybe I should leave everything in this world and soar to the upper world." Xue Dalang sighed, and at the same time, he suddenly felt a burst of relaxation.

Dong Dong...

The meteor showers generally fell one by one and threw them to the ground. These people are naturally monks who can't escape death in the sea of swords. In a flash, there are no more than five thousand. Tomb Yunfeng still maintains his own spiritual supply and does not seem to intend to let go of those fish that are leaking from the net.

The black clouds dissipated, and as long as the monks belonging to the Yinsha Sect still have a breath, they all fled to the rear crazily. In this way, the retreat has been accelerated, and the number of casualties is increasing.

Xue Dalang and other strong men were the last to leave. They all looked decadent, glanced at the bloody battlefield, and then turned around and left. As for the swarming sword shadow, it couldn't stop them for a while.

At this time, Tomb Yunfeng finally put away the five wheels and looked coldly at the messy battlefield. The bodies are piled up like mountains, and the bodies of nearly 10,000 monks are stacked in a pile. How spectacular it is!

"Huh! It's not that easy to leave." Tomb Yunfeng snorted coldly and disappeared in place.

"Brother, shall we go back like this?" The evil Sanlang asked unwillingly to the blood man in front of him. Xue Dalang is going to take less than a thousand monks directly back to the southern continent, which is really unwilling.

"What can you do if you don't go back? Shame on you here?" Xue Dalang didn't have a good breath. The evil phoenix, who has been following behind, has been silent, as if it has nothing to do with her.

"Okay, let's go back first." Saburo sighed helplessly.

"Go back? They can leave, you can't, and neither can she." Suddenly, the surrounding space was wrapped by a strong force, and the blood man and others who fell behind fell into it and stopped their figure.

"Tomb Yunfeng!" Xue Dalang's eyes were red, and he didn't expect that Tomb Yunfeng would continue to chase himself and others at this time.

"Hehe, it's me. I told you, you can go. But Sasanlang is going to die, and she wants to stay. Tomb Yunfeng's figure appeared not far in front of several people, first pointing to the black fog where the evil phoenix was located.

"No way!" Xue Dalang didn't say anything yet, but Shang Er Niang next to him said. She is a very protective person. Even if she makes mistakes, she has to punish herself.

For a moment, it was a tense force again. It seemed that as soon as Tomb Yunfeng took action, it would attract thunderous resistance.

"Oi or not, you don't have the final say. Now, I'm the adjudication. The cold voice of Tomb Cloud Maple sounded, and the figures of several people were dull in an instant.