Fantasy Westward Journey: The Strongest Crossing

Chapter 164

The situation on the battlefield reversed, and everyone stood up, even Feng Luoli was no exception. Her body was filled with fighting energy, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time.

The more critical the moment, the more sensitive the mind is. This is the quality that a disciple of the Tang Dynasty should have, and Zhao Bohao is no exception. His mind is running extremely fast thinking about the strategy to deal with the enemy.

"Click"

The Skypeeping Leopard came later, and a pair of sharp claws cut horizontally and directly tore Zhao Bohao's Fengshen armor into pieces, but it immediately jumped to the side with a wail.

After all, Fengshen Tie is the natural enemy of all battle qi and magic power. Although the level of Fengshen Tie on him is not high, it is still very harmful to the martial soul condensed with pure battle aura.

"Last striker~"

Datang's energy rushed out from the gap in his chest, turning into a circular energy shield, which blocked Uncle Zhang's gold-plated stick.

With a bang, the gold-plated stick directly smashed the energy shield of the rear striker with the power of breaking the sky, but Zhao Bohao's body lit up with a shining red light at the moment the shield was broken, and the cold sword was like a bloody sword. Incredibly hideous.

"Last attack - a sword that breaks the sky."

Zhao Bohao's eyes were wide open, and a murderous aura surged into the sky. He transformed into a blood-colored wandering dragon, took the cold sword as his head, and struck directly on the gold-plated stick.

"Clang~"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Uncle Zhang was blown away by a huge force with a dazed expression. He really didn't understand why he was the one who was knocked into the air.

The effect of post-strike is to add the attacks of the two together after one's own defense is broken, and burst out the most powerful attack to cause huge damage to the enemy.

Life continued to attack, even though Zhao Bohao was also injured, but he didn't stop, turned into a rainbow of blood, and rushed towards Uncle Zhang.

Seeing that Zhao Bohao dared to take the initiative to attack, Uncle Zhang's gold-plated stick was shining with golden light, and he stabbed directly at the top of Zhao Bohao's head.

"Sweeping thousands of troops~"

The secret technique of the Tang Dynasty erupted instantly, and the murderous aura gushing out like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood instantly melted into Uncle Zhang's mind.

Poor Uncle Zhang's eyes were lost, his body stiffened instantly, and the golden glow on the gilded stick was also dimmed, while Zhao Bohao's body was shining with a red light piercing the sky.

"The first sword, Shatter the Ground."

Zhao Bohao slashed across with his sword, directly on the top of Uncle Zhang's head, obviously wanting to kill him with one blow. Now it is no longer a simple competition, but a life-and-death struggle.

The Skypeeping Mad Leopard suddenly jumped out of the air, directly blocking the sharp sword.

Infinite murderous aura mixed with extreme cold power poured directly into the Kuang Leopard's body, and the Kuang Leopard that had been impregnated by the murderous aura broke out with a howl, fell from the air to the ground, writhed on the ground continuously, and A strand of frost also began to spread all over the body along the leopard's tail.

"A Leopard~"

Uncle Zhang's eyes startled, and he regained his clarity. Seeing the Kuang Leopard taking the knife for him, his heart burst into rage, and a reddish golden fighting spirit rushed towards Xiao Han, and the eyebrow-level gilt stick in his hand also emitted a bright light. Zhao Bohao smashed it.

"The second sword is to cut the sky."

When Zhao Bohao saw the long stick coming, he didn't have the slightest fear, only infinite murderous aura. Changing the cold sword cut through the void with infinite power, and hit the eyebrow-level gilt stick directly.

With a bang, like the sound of a golden bell, the long stick and the cold sword slammed into each other, and Zhao Bohao was directly blasted into the sky.

"Sweep the world with a stick."

Infinite battle energy erupted from Uncle Zhang's stick, turning into a towering pillar and blasting towards Zhao Bohao directly.

"You dare~"

Feng Luoli flew out directly and turned into a breeze and rushed towards the battlefield.

"The third sword, destroy the world."

Zhao Bohao's voice came from the void, and countless bloody fighting spirits released from his chest, and behind him turned into countless disciples of the Tang Dynasty, rushing straight down with the momentum of destroying the universe.

The cold-changing sword is full of light, and it feels the master's blood-like fighting intent, and the hidden magic skill that comes with the sword body is activated to break the ice.

To say that this dry sky ice-breaking formation is no small matter, it has a lot of background. In the age of the ancient gods, the cold-changing god ran rampant in the world because of his cold-changing power to freeze everything and the god of the sky dry-sky ice-breaking formation.

Once the dry sky ice-breaking formation is used, it will turn into a place of frost within a radius of ten thousand miles. Even time and space will be frozen in an instant, maintaining absolute static. Once the enemy is trapped in the formation, let alone the body, even the soul will be frozen. Frost, death has no place to die.

Although what Zhao Bohao can arouse at this time is only one billionth of the power of this formation, a cold force that freezes the universe still rushes down along the divine sword like an ice-bursting waterfall.

"Boom~"

The explosion exploded instantly, and Zhao Bohao had already been absorbed by the Qiantian Ice Breaking Formation at the moment when it was activated, and he passed out, but Uncle Zhang was even worse, under the combined attack of murderous and cold air, he directly turned into an ice sculpture, In the waves, it turned into a piece of broken ice and disappeared into the air.

The frosty air swept out and froze the entire Wangyou Pavilion. Feng Luoli flew back upside down upon seeing this, bursting out with unparalleled fighting aura, turning into an air cocoon and wrapping the four of them in it. As for the others, he didn't Thinking of being a good person, they are all dudes anyway, and they will die when they die.

Everyone on the little city owner's side also turned into frost immediately, and then the wind blew away the clouds, and everyone turned into a wisp of cold air and disappeared into the air. Only a green light lit up on the little city owner, and a burst of recovery air save him from death.

"Who dares to hurt my only son?"

A figure directly stepped through the void and stood proudly on the Wangyou Pavilion. With a wave of his right hand, everything melted away, and the entire Wangyou Pavilion returned to its original state.

"Father, he killed Uncle Zhang and all of Hai'er's friends, you must avenge me~"

The little city lord trembled all over, knelt down at the man's feet, and then began to cry.

"Hmph~ You are so bold, I want to see who you are."

Sun Wudi, the lord of Magu City, pointed a finger, and the air cocoons surrounding the four of them exploded, revealing the true faces of Feng Luoli and the others.

"Who did I think you were? It turned out to be you, a crazy girl."

Sun Wudi's eyes turned cold. He didn't expect that the person who appeared in front of him was Feng Luoli, this annoying crazy girl.

"Hmph~ It's this cool mushroom, how about it?"

Feng Luoli frowned. She never thought that Sun Wudi would come in person, so it was a bit difficult.

"How? I will teach you a lesson first, and then I will ask your father to comment."

Sun Wudi saw the tragic death of his old housekeeper, Uncle Sun, who had followed him for decades, and his son escaped by luck, all of which made him, the city lord, very angry.

With a wave of his arm, his infinite fighting spirit turned into a towering hand, which directly grabbed the five of them.

Feng Luoli erupted with all her strength, and the infinite battle energy turned into a colorless sky sword, which directly slashed over.

"Bang~"

The big hand wiped out Feng Luoli's fighting spirit like swat a fly, and continued to grab everyone.

"Do you dare to make a move?"

(End of this chapter)