Da Bong fights more people

"Although it can only pollute it for half an hour, it's enough." Emperor Zhende casually threw it into the cliff, turned to look at Wei Yuan, and said with a smirk:

"How are you going to cross us and seal the witch god?"

On the scene, there was a great wizard, two spiritual masters, and a strong man who had passed the tribulation period.

Wei Yuan has only one person, a warrior who barely counts as second rank.

Emperor Jeanne raised her hand, as if pinching something out of the air, pinched it on her fingertips, and flicked her fingers.

A sword qi whizzed out, turning one into two, two into three, and three into thousands.

The dense sword energy was like a school of fish on the bottom of the sea, like a torrent of waves, shooting towards Wei Yuan head-on.

Every sword qi can easily kill a fourth rank. In addition, the sword qi is mixed with attacks against the primordial spirit.

Renzong's qi sword and heart sword are combined into one.

Wei Yuan crossed his arms in front of his chest, and marched against the dense sword rain, and Ding Ding Ding exploded with magnificent and dazzling lights.

At a certain moment, the sword energy tore Wei Yuan apart, making him disappear like a dream.

Emperor Joan of Arc harnessed the golden light and retreated violently.

Wei Yuan's figure reappeared, and he was out of space.

Except for Buddhist monks, there is no high-quality system that dares to let a martial artist get close.

The two were chasing in the mountains, and the gas engines exploded layer by layer, the mountain collapsed, and boulders kept rolling down.At a certain moment, a large piece of dense forest "slid down" abruptly, with neat fractures.

Sometimes the sound of gas engine explosions would be heard from the sea surface, setting off raging waves and tsunamis.

But no matter how hard others tried, they couldn't see the figures of the two peak masters clearly.

In this battle, third-rank masters like Irbu and Uda Pagoda can only be reduced to support, and occasionally seize the opportunity to interfere with Wei Yuan by casting curse killing techniques.

Or, use the core ability of Linghui Master to endow Emperor Jeanne with spirituality in the sword qi, so that they will not fail, so as to slowly consume Wei Yuan's qi and blood.

Except for grinding, there is almost no way for the major systems to quickly kill a martial artist above the third rank.

Sarun Agu did not participate in the battle, and sighed: "A warrior who can break the formation is really a headache."

His figure was blurred again, as if separated from the real world by an invisible curtain.

Salun Agu said loudly: "Jeanne, I lend you the power of the heaven and earth, do you have the confidence to kill Wei Yuan?"

Emperor Zhende paused in the sky, and laughed wildly: "Then thank you, the great wizard, for helping me kill this traitor."

Saren Agu stomped his foot, "The earth gave me a spirit."

The rocks were weathered, the soil turned into yellow sand, and the power of earth spirits and gold spirits used Salun Agu as the medium to escape into the void and poured on Emperor Jeanne.

"Growth gives me spirit."

Flowers and trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.The power of the verdant wood spirit was poured on Emperor Jeanne.

"The ocean gives me my soul."

The sparkling sea surface and the power of the dark water spirit poured on Emperor Jeanne.

"The Beacon Fire Gives Me a Spirit"

The power of heaven and earth was extracted one after another, and Emperor Jeanne's aura skyrocketed. At this moment, he seemed to be the master of the place, looking down on the rebellious officials and thieves with cold eyes.

Emperor Jeanne slowly "draws" out the sword, and he draws out a sword intertwined with the five colors of "gold, wood, water, fire and earth" from the void, the power of the five elements, the foundation of all things.

Irbu, Uda Pagoda, and Salun Agu stretched out their hands at the same time, using the core ability of the spiritual master to endow the sword with spirituality.

After doing all of this, Sarun Agu, the great wizard of the Witch God Sect, who was of the first rank in the world, lost his breath quickly.

Tangtang Yipin is already close to exhaustion.

In the next hundred years, the surrounding area of ​​Jingshan Mountain was turned into wasteland.

The sword momentum skyrocketed again.

This sword faintly exceeded the grade.

As a result, Emperor Jeanne's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, as if she couldn't control it.

This sword condensed the power of two third-rank, one first-rank, and one second-rank powerhouses.

In this era of super products, it will be invincible.

On the battlefield far away, whether it is the Dafeng Army or the Northeast Army, every soldier felt the glorious heavenly power, and a great fear arose in his heart.

Yang Kaitai and other masters felt their scalps go numb in an instant. They resisted their fear and looked at the source of the majesty, the five-color sword light that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

And under the sword light was Wei Yuan in ragged blue clothes.

"Wei Gong"

Zhong Jinluo's eyes turned red instantly, and his face was pale.

With this sword, they couldn't even think of resisting, and couldn't think of running away.

The battle has been fought so far, which has exceeded the expectations of these high-level military officials. One after another, one after another, they are both terrified and at a loss.

The wizards headed by Nalan Yan held their heads up, looking at the sword energy in the air, their hearts trembled.

"Kill him, kill Wei Yuan!" Nalan Yan's eyes were red.

The revenge of killing my father can be avenged today.

"Kill Wei Yuan!" A wizard shouted.

"Kill Wei Yuan"

"Kill Wei Yuan"

The shouts came one after another, more and more, and those who still had the energy, or those who had closed their eyes and dared not look, responded one after another.

All the voices came together: Kill Wei Yuan!

Standing on the sea, Wei Yuan held his head up, looking at the mighty sword light, and at the mighty Emperor Zhende.

In his mind, he couldn't help but reverberated the scene of the kid riding a horse on the hillside and singing to see him off before the expedition.

In the ears, it seemed that his singing sounded again: