Chapter 539 Explosive Chrysanthemum

"Oh? Can the death tower be safe under one blow?

Wang Wujian's snack was shocked, and he became more and more interested in the strange armor. Its resistance performance was almost as good as the treasure of the seven-star king vein - Ziyan Luozhuang.

The powerful psychic qi shot out in all directions like a spell, and the warriors of the same sect received the message that the suzerain was trapped at the first time.

Hundreds of fighters were overwhelmingly victorious in the entanglement with dozens of people of the Flame Sect. At this time, they found that the suzerain was trapped. In an instant, forty or fifty people pulled out and flew this way.

Wang Wujian frowned and stared at them with disgust. If so many warriors work together, the confinement of the sky mirror will inevitably be cracked. If Feiyun escapes this time, it is equivalent to giving the tiger back to the mountain. I'm afraid it will be difficult to have such a chance to restrain him.

The Lingyu tree was swept away, and the holy light hit the flying clouds with the momentum of the top of the mountain.

Feiyun hummed a few times in a low voice in pain. With a circle of fiery red light, he was actually intact. The horizontal flesh on his face fristed. Under the embellishment of blood-red armor, it became very ferocious and terrible, like a monster imprisoned in a cage. He stared straight at Wang Wujian and just wanted to take a bite of him. Swallow it.

"Dizzy, do you have a strange armor protector and become an invincible freak? Well, I still don't believe in this evil!"

Wang Wujian's return to the son of Darkness blocked some warriors from interfering, and at the same time strengthening the power of the sky mirror, preventing other warriors from inmbling with Feiyun to break the spirit of confinement.

As soon as his mind moved, a wisp of extremely bright golden light suddenly bloomed in his body. The familiar warriors knew that this was the treasure of the high-star king's pulse - the golden soul map.

Feiyun's face was full of surprise. Why is the golden soul map of the high star king vein also in his hand? Could it be that the powerful High Star King has also become the dead soul of his subordinates? But according to his strength, he can't do it.

While there are many suspicious clouds, the golden soul map releases a surging attack wave, and the target points directly to the heart of the non-flying cloud.

Feiyun's red face turned golden yellow by the golden light, and the powerful breath made his arrogant face a little afraid, and he couldn't even twist if he wanted to struggle.

There was a muffled sound, and the golden beam hit him straight into his chest.

According to common sense, there will be two situations in this attack. If the attacker's strength is strong, then his overall armor will be damaged or even broken, and he will be severely damaged, or the attacker's strength will be slightly weak, and he will be killed directly through the heart.

But neither of these two situations happened to Feiyun. In the process of the light beam dissipating, he could constantly see blood-like light coming out of his chest, which was very frighten, just like the heart being drilled open by an electric drill, and blood was everywhere.

The golden light was exhausted, and Feiyun's face was a little more proud. In addition to the pain just now, it didn't bring him much trauma. It's not even as good as a mosquito bite and leave a bag.

"Cough, what a pervert, so that you are safe and sound?"

Wang Wujian almost exclaimed. His eyes were round and he stared at Feiyun incredibly. The pride on his face was rising rapidly. Obviously, he was sure to break the imprisonment.

Wang Wujian is completely helpless. Several magic weapons have no effect on him. The red armor seems to be a rare treasure that can only be enjoyed. If you want to destroy it, I'm afraid you can only rely on the divine power of the sky mirror, but you can't use it. If you want to use the sky mirror to attack, you must You must take back the spirit of imprisonment first. In that case, I'm afraid that Feiyun and these people have already launched a deadly blow on him.

He gritted his teeth, and Wang Wujian's heart was horizontal and stood up!

The full moon machete and Jue Lun appear in the left and right hands at the same time. Since the magic weapons all over his body have no effect on him, he can only speak with a sharp blade. If this has no effect, then he has made a plan - escape, absolutely only one way to escape, because he is not invincible, but he is not dead!

Different luster, different breath, almost disappeared into the chest of Feiyun in an instant.

In the face of a strong man who could not move, Wang Wujian did not hesitate to choose his two fatal points - throat and chest.

But the scene that made him want to escape happened. How sharp the full moon machete was, he cut his throat like an ordinary blade of steel. Instead, it shook his hands. Juerun is also a first-class artifact. It has always been broken everywhere, but he felt a great elasticity when he pierced his heart.

"Damn it, you really can't kill it?"

Wang Wujian roared angrily, his hands were round, and the two artifacts cut and stabbed him in different positions almost alternately like a storm. The speed was so fast that he seemed to be beating the flying clouds with two round rings.

But even so, Feiyun was still unharmed. After receiving such pain, the arrogant smile of the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water appeared on his face.

"Cut it, thorn it, hahahaha, what can I do with me?"

Flying clouds laughed loudly.

The peripheral fighters all looked at him in shock, as if watching a wonderful performance. A man was crazy and attacked a diamond. Except for splashing blood-red sparks, he couldn't even make a crack.

Wang Wujian's hands were numb and sore. He only felt that he couldn't breathe in his heart, and almost burst his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

"That's right, soft ribs. There is always something incomplete about such armor. He must have concentrated the dead hole in a place that is not easy to be attacked and attack his dead hole. His set of armor is an instant cost, right! Why waste your physical strength?"

A thrill flashed in Wang Wujian's mind and smiled happily.

"Dead hole, where is his dead hole?"

Wang Wujian glanced up and down. Just now, he almost attacked all the key parts of his upper body, which was enough to show that he was no longer here.

Turn your eyes. An evil smile appeared on his face. Wang Wujian's body dropped a foot, and his eyes stared at his lower body**.

"Hey hey hey, I heard that your armor usually has a dead hole. As long as you attack this dead hole, you can lose all your advantages in an instant. I guess it will be your **?"

Wang Wujian laughed evilly.

"What do you...what do you want to do?"

Feiyun stared at him angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, he only saw a light shooting from the baby's place. The pain of his heart surged all over his body in an instant. If there was no imprisonment, he would certainly be able to roll all over the ground in pain.

"Well, it's not here either? Hey hey hey, that's why I'll try to blow up your chrysanthemum again!"

Wang Wujian smiled more evilly.

As soon as he turned around, he had arrived behind Feiyun and couldn't help waving it. Unexpectedly, this thorn was as easy as piercing into dead wood, directly submerging the whole blade.

"Uh... It turns out that your dead hole is really **... Cough, go to your mother's, it defiled me..."

Wang Wujian screamed with tears and laughter.

Feiyun was the real scream, and the blood-red armor all over his body was instantly fragmented and slipped down.

Wang Wujian made up with a knife with his backhand, and the corpse was immediately separated.