first evil king

153 Chapter 2 Contradictions ([-])
Originally Feng Xiang didn't make a move, and with their [-] troops, no matter how unpredictable Jun Wuming's cultivation was, she would never escape death. However, her scheming now inevitably made him feel uncertain.

An army of more than 2 people was shocked by three people, oh, no, it was a slender young man who weakened the aura of the hero.

Not to mention them, even Mo Quan and Yang Sui didn't expect that their boss was already so powerful!As expected of their leader, you old and young bastards are scared to death, and you dare to fight against my boss, it is really too long.

Feng Xiang was also greatly frightened, especially enraged by Jun Xie's calm and calm demeanor. He swung his left hand back and grabbed it in the air. The long knife flew into his hand in the air.

The long knife was in hand, Lun Yuan swung it, and a cold light flashed like lightning. The true energy of Luduan Wuzun was injected into the knife, and the blue light was dazzling. The swiftly shaking long knife drove the surrounding air currents, shocking people's souls, bursting with brown and blue light.

Seeing Feng Xiang's power and power, the morale of the army behind him recovered slightly. General Hong seized the opportunity, drew the saber from his waist, held it up high, and shouted: "Father-in-law is invincible, father-in-law is invincible..." Even if he died, he wouldn't yell out such insulting words to the soldiers.

"Father-in-law is invincible, father-in-law is invincible." It has to be said that Feng Xiang's supernatural power is still somewhat useful. After all, as a small soldier, fighting on the battlefield, where have you seen such a scene of such a miraculous duel between masters!In addition to being shocked in my heart, I couldn't help but have more confidence in Feng Xiang's might.

More than 2 people shouted in unison, and it's no exaggeration to say that the momentum resounded through the sky. Under the support of this kind of shouting, Feng Xiang's vanity was extremely inflated, and he shouted: "Jun Wuming, take my knife." The long knife in his hand gathered a violent breath full of explosions, and suddenly slashed at Jun Xie.

Regarding this, Jun Xie was not panicked at all. With a sneer, he raised his folded palms up and stuck them on the ground. The Xuanyuan Divine Sword wrapped in the cloth seemed to be sucked tightly by a suction force. With the lifting of her palm, she flew up, and when she reached out her right hand, she was held in her hand by the hilt of the Excalibur. With a twist of her wrist, she slanted in front of her body, her left hand held down her right arm, and golden and red light clusters burst out from both arms at the same time. , It became wave after wave of clouds, following the wrapped Excalibur layer by layer, rippling away scene by scene, emerging endlessly, these rippling cloud waves form a scene of hanging barriers.

'Boom! A loud bang echoed between the sky and the earth, and Pingpo trembled violently under the impact of this powerful force, making the infantry in the army unable to stand still, and the cavalry mounts were even more frightened and trampled back and forth. The shape gradually became messy.

In front of Jun Xie, the dust was flying, and countless rocks were stirred up, scattering in all directions with a strong force, scaring the army a hundred meters away and almost jumping around. Fortunately, the distance was a little far, and the front The Jingwu guards in the platoon had the power to protect themselves, and with the addition of General Hong and Wang Tong, the army in the back could quickly regroup without any worries.

In the flying dust, Jun Xie's body suddenly rose by more than three feet, facing Feng Xiang in the air, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword was still wrapped in the cloth, his left hand was pushed from the right arm to the hilt of the sword, both hands were clasped, with a violent stroke, A ring of burning flames was formed, and the wrists of both hands were turned violently at the same time. In the blink of an eye, they were turned hundreds of times. Added brilliance.

"Drink..." Jun Xie let out a soft drink, and the fire ring embedded with the sword net was pushed towards Feng Xiang, and it gradually grew larger until it reached Feng Xiang's body, enveloping him like a monstrous net. Gradually tightening, she finally no longer simply defended, but violently attacked.

What kind of ghost sword technique is this!Whether this Jun Wuming is a martial artist or a sword cultivator, or something else, his skills and moves are completely out of his cognition.

Feng Xiang turned pale with fright, he hastily flipped the long saber sideways, his right hand flipped over quickly, the speed was as fast as if the long saber had left his hand, and it kept turning over in the rotating palm, forming an impenetrable body shield , At the same time, a powerful and feminine energy emanated from the left hand he pushed out, and instantly turned into a cloudy and cold air that filled the sky, broke through the sword net, and covered Jun Xie.

'Booming'... The cold energy condensed into a frightening wind and hit the sky-hanging barrier in front of Jun Xie, bursting out bursts of fiery red light, and the air flow was turbulent, like lightning and thunder, extremely frightening .

Feng Xiang's side is even more difficult. Although he attacked with a palm while defending, Jun Xie's sword net with a ring of fire is powerful and domineering. The blade glow of the body guard was forced to shrink gradually, exploding in bursts, and waves of lasing sparks shook the surrounding space faintly.

The two stood in the air, with a distance of less than ten meters. Their respective powerful auras resisted the opponent's attack, setting off waves of air, and the sky was full of brilliance. There was a strong wind, one extremely domineering, one feminine, and the two waves of air attacked and defended each other.

'Bang...Boom...Long...'

In the crowd's astonishment, they could only hear muffled noises, and the dust on the ground rose again, covering their sight, but not blocking the waves of powerful air coming from the mat. Compared with the masters, there is still a big difference, the zhenqi in the body is drawn wildly, it is difficult to control, the mounts under the seat are trampling back and forth, and the hooves of the horses are raised, making these Jingwu guards sway from side to side, dangerous He almost fell off his horse, and the whole formation was in a mess.

Behind the Jingwu Guards came the Nanyan Cavalry. Because there were [-] Jingwu Guards in front of them, and they were on the edge of the aftermath of the waves. Therefore, except for the cavalry in the front row who were rolled off their horses, the cavalry in the back row and the infantry in the rear row Fortunately, it was not affected, but also due to the chaos ahead, the entire army was almost in a mess, and many cavalrymen who fell off their horses were trampled into mud by frightened horses.

Wang Tong, who was at the front of the army, had a deep cultivation base, released his body-protecting true energy to block the aftermath of the air wave, and tried his best to control his mount. General Hong was superior in his superb riding skills, and his cultivation base was not too low. Looking at his army, his face was as black as a stove, uglier than a cavalryman who fell off his horse.

(End of this chapter)