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However, Momeng never expected that this shock wave, which was ignored, would defeat his protective zhenqi and hurt him through the inner armor of the ground floor.

"What's going on, sixty old man, how could you hurt me?!"

Momeng's tone was cold, and he questioned Huang Zhong.

He didn't know Huang Zhong's name, so he called Huang Zhong's sixtieth old man.

In his eyes, there is a cold murderous intent.

Wang Xiaojian's figure flashed, stopped Huang Zhong behind him, then smiled coldly, and said to Momeng: "Momeng, nothing is impossible, you think you are invincible. But in my eyes, it is just a joke. Can kill you There are so many people, what use are you for?"

Huang Zhong wielded the blade of doomsday.

Wang Xiaojian knew that it was the power of the Doomsday Blade that hurt Momeng.

The passive destructive skill of Doomsday Blade allowed Huang Zhong to break through Momeng's defense and injure his body.

But this can't stop it at all, Wang Xiaojian took the opportunity to attack Momeng and shake his invincible heart of martial arts.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, Momeng's expression became even more gloomy.

He is Emperor Moro, and also a former treacherous minister, with extraordinary wisdom.

He didn't agree with Wang Xiaojian's words.

However, the emperor's dignity still made him seriously insulted.

A unparalleled murderous intent radiated from his body, enveloping Wang Xiaojian, gnashing his teeth, "Bastard Wang Xiaojian, what are you talking about?!"

Momeng's murderous intent was terrifying, but Wang Xiaojian didn't care.

He raised the Judgment Faith Sword in his hand, pointed at Momeng, and said with awe-inspiring murderous intent, "Momeng, let me tell you. Today, I will send you to the west!"

"Zilong, Hansheng, Zhaojun, Afei, let's fight together and kill him!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaojian no longer kept it.

Under the horrified gaze of a Zhongzhou City native, he directly ordered the four of them to attack Momeng together!

Huang Zhong was old and strong, and with the impressive basalt crystal cannon on his back, he roared again.

"Justice may be late, but it will never forget the hit on the top of your head."

"Destroying power!"

"Beauty is a sin, and Blizzard can't bury it!"

Wang Zhaojun wore the golden phoenix Yufei cassock, as noble as the Phoenix Queen from the snow-capped mountains.

She raised the frost staff and cast the imprisoning frost, and the icy cold flow fell from the sky.

When Mo Luohuang Mo Meng tried to avoid Huang Zhong's cannon with his unparalleled body skills, Huang Zhaojun cast ice spells to surround Mo Meng.

Boo!

In the air, the chirping of the phoenix sounded.

A phantom of a phoenix soars up from the imprisoning frost.

Momeng's powerful strength prevented him from being frozen by Wang Zhaojun's spell.

But his body was sluggish due to the double blow of cold current and raging fire.

Immediately, the energy shells from the basalt polycrystalline cannon cut through the air and bombarded his chest heavily.

boom!

The energy exploded, and the passive skill of the blade of doomsday was triggered again.

Momo's defense was penetrated again, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

"Damn woman, damn old man! Roar!"

Momo was wounded again.

An injury of this degree could not kill him, but his expression was resentful, and his hatred was overwhelming.

Immediately, he spread out his jet-black wings of true energy, stabilized his body, and wanted to kill Huang Zhong and Wang Zhaojun.

At this moment, a dragon's chant suddenly sounded in the air.

groan!

Rumble!

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded in all directions, as well as the roar of thunder and lightning.

When it came, a strong murderous intent fell from the sky.

This murderous intent does not come from the demon technique, but from the martial arts of the warrior.

It was turbulent and terrifying, and the dragon god from the nine heavens descended, carrying terrifying coercion.

It seems that once it falls, no matter how strong the cultivation base is, it will die.

Startled, Momeng looked up at the sky.

I saw that a man wearing a silver armor cloak appeared above the sky at some point.

He spread his true energy wings, waved his spear, and swooped down from the sky with a stern expression.

"Long Xiang Nine Heavens!"

Zhao Yun spat out thunder, with a serious expression on his face.

His cultivation base is not as good as Momeng's, but his momentum is unparalleled.

Facing Momeng, he used his ultimate move, the Dragon of Soaring Sky.

Rows of gun shadows, like mountains and seas, slapped fiercely on Momeng's head.

At the same time, the phantom of a blue dragon appeared behind Zhao Yun.

It opened its teeth and claws, and let out a deafening roar in the direction of Momeng.

Mountains and rivers will be broken under this sound!

Yin~