Da Bong fights more people

Above, the wind turned into a tornado, and lightning struck it, and arcs flickered in the hurricane.Below is the Yin-Yang and Five Elements turning into a vortex, and the direction of rotation is opposite to that of the tornado.

When the two forces come out of the boundary, it is the Bodhisattva Gala Tree.

Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows. He had fought against Sun Xuanji several times, and he had a deep understanding of the strength and character of this white-clothed warlock.

Sun Xuanji is a person who keeps three points in everything he does. Even if he is the enemy of life and death, it is difficult for him to fight for his life.

But now, the warlock in white has exploded with a combat power far beyond the standard, as if he is desperate, trying to decide between life and death.

In front of the Yunzhou army, Qi Guangbo held a binoculars, looked at the massive formation, and said with emotion:

"As expected of a third-rank warlock, Sun Xuanji is expected to be a second-rank warlock.

"In time, he may become the second supervisor, if there is no national teacher."

Ge Wenxuan's heart was full of enthusiasm. Compared with the teacher who was elusive, Sun Xuanji's display of power was more attractive to him and became his hope.

"However, what's the use? In front of the Gala Tree Bodhisattva, this level of power is nothing at all."

As if responding to Ge Wenxuan's words, the vajra figure above the head of the Gala Tree Bodhisattva raised his fists and slammed into each other.

when!

Between heaven and earth, there was a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

The berserk power raged with the pair of fists as the core, tearing apart the invisible force, tearing apart the lightning, and tearing apart the two formations.

During the process, Bodhisattva Gala Tree didn't even stop in his footsteps.

Sun Xuanji was the first to bear the brunt, his body suddenly arched, and was thrown backwards by this violent force.

But he was not injured, and he condensed layers of formations in front of him, offsetting the shock wave.

"Roar!"

In the rear, tens of thousands of Yunzhou troops roared in unison, advocating for Gala Tree Bodhisattva.

The Dafeng garrison at the top of the city stared nervously at the several superpowers represented by Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes slightly, clicked his tongue, and said:

"The Vajra Dharma Aspect itself is indestructible, let alone the Fudo Mingwang Dharma Aspect, which is only defensive.

"Even if it's first rank, I'm afraid it won't be able to break through his defense."

Zhao Shou nodded:

"Jianzheng has never been able to really seriously damage the Galo tree."

Xu Qi'an turned his head, looked at Kou Yangzhou, King of Scrapping, and said with a smile:

"Senior, do you want to try it? It's a shame."

After Kou Yangzhou broke through, he has been stabilizing his realm in Jianzhou, honing his sword intent, and his overall strength has improved.

But when it comes to dealing with the Vajra Buddha, the old man grinned:

"Just try it."

Don't try and die?Xu Qi'an said:

"I have probably figured out the level of the Vajra Dharma. Senior Kou, the national teacher, and the principal, combined with the strength of the four of us, broke the Vajra Dharma."

To break the Vajra Appearance, one must have the explosive power of a first-rank martial artist, not just a first-rank martial artist.

Luo Yuheng and Kou Yangzhou nodded and floated up into the air at the same time, level with Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva.

After retreating for 500 years, today I want to let Kyushu remember my old man with white hair flying around, and let out a sigh of relief.

The defenders at the top of the buzzing city, and the Yunzhou army in the distance, felt the trembling of the saber in the scabbard at the same time, as if they were endowed with spirituality and were about to escape from the master's control.

"This old man is a contemporary knife master, come!"

The old man shouted loudly.

In an instant, a saber came out of its sheath, broke free from the shackles of its master, turned into a mighty torrent of steel, and flew towards Kouyangzhou.

Dafeng and the rebels, two torrents of steel covered the sky and the sun.

"Fairy means"

Miao Youfang was dumbfounded and muttered to himself.

Among the two armies, those warriors who cultivated sword intent wished to kneel down to the old man.

On the other side, Luo Yuheng looked down at Xu Qi'an, with a cool and pleasant voice:

"I can only use three swords!"

After Xu Qi'an nodded, she said lightly:

"The first sword, Heart Sword!"

The voice fell, and another Luo Yuheng appeared. She was different from the physical body. The spirit of black water formed a layered long skirt, and the spirit of fire was embedded in her eyes.

The earth spirit held up her body and willingly crawled at her feet.

Feng Ling held up her beautiful hair, flaring it up and around wantonly, the hair strands were distinct.

Taoist Yang God!

Luo Yuheng's body hangs still, and Yangshen escapes into the sword.

In an instant, the rusty iron sword glowed with blazing light, and the rust peeled off quickly.

Just when the two second-rank powerhouses were using their means, Xu Qi'an reached out and roared:

"Sword come!"

Huang Chengcheng's flowing light flew from the sky, sending himself into Xu Qi'an's hands.

Dabong the number one magic soldier, Zhen Guojian!

While holding the sword, Xu Qi'an tapped it between his eyebrows with his fingers.

What lit up was not gold paint, but deep black, the unique skin color of Asura's blood.

The power of Master Shenshu merged into his body, making Xu Qi'an, who was originally a second-rank martial artist, instantly boost his blood and vitality.