Chapter 462 is endless
"What the hell, defeat two masters in one move?"
"Who said he was the ninth layer of Xuandan, is there such a powerful Xuandan monk?"
"Who said that the detection scope given by the black-shirted adult is easy to use, why am I in a hurry with him!"
More than a dozen high-level officials of the Tianfeng Sect and the Huashui Sect who had not participated in the war had a lot of discussions.
Look at other places, Da Mao and Xiao Wu are like mountain tigers, a golden stick tiger is in the wind, two silver plate axes are shining, and where they pass, the nine layers of Xuandan, including the first layer of Yuanying, are stained with death and death.
Wu Fei and Zhen Le are not idle, they can't deal with the Huashui Sect monks, but can't they deal with the Tianfeng Sect?
One of them made a whip, swept a large area, and the other used a halberd, and picked a line.
The sixth and eighth floors of Yuanying are definitely not to be underestimated, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen guys have died in Huangquan.
"Descend or die!"
Da Mao roared.
"Descend or die!"
Zhen Le roared.
"We surrender!"
The five Yuanying monks, seeing such a shape, had no choice but to surrender.
"You traitors, white-eyed wolves, are your mother's dogs! Usually my Tianfeng Sect treats you well? As soon as the disaster came, you turned against you, can you still be considered human?"
Song Jian scolded.
Fang Qianyuan had a grimace and didn't say a word, not knowing what he was paying attention to.
Compared with the lonely family of the two, Mu Ping's side had twenty-six more descenders, including three Yuan Ying with four layers, one Yuan Ying with five layers, and one with six layers.
"Kill!"
Mu Ping roared, and the Cold Moon Divine Knife in his hand glowed with black light, and a black sword shadow of twenty zhang in size appeared, like a death scythe, and slashed at Song Jian and Fang Qianyuan horizontally.
"Give me death!"
Song Jian and Fang Qianyuan glanced at each other, Song Jian patted his eyebrows, and black rune seals flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and soon formed a black rune dragon of thirty zhang size in front of him, "Roar!" Fu Long shouted, opened his mouth and spewed out a fire dragon that was more than one zhang long, flying straight towards the sword shadow.
Fang Qianyuan was not lazy, and with the same slap of his eyebrows, a football-sized bowl flew out of the sea of knowledge, and suddenly rose into the air, and the mouth of the bowl conjured up a trumpet-shaped whirlpool, and the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, even more windy than Xiao Wu's devouring giant mouth.
"Whew!"
A tornado that resembles a mundane tornado
After blowing, all the rocks and trees in the inner mountains were uprooted and thrown directly into the whirlpool.
"This ...... It's actually a nine-grade real weapon?"
Mu Ping's eyes lit up, Huashui Sect deserved to be an expert in refining, the sect master's natal true weapon magic weapon turned out to be a nine-grade real weapon, although it was a nine-grade real weapon, it was also hundreds of times stronger than ordinary real weapons.
"Bang!"
The sword shadow touched the fire dragon, emitting a dazzling light, the fire dragon shook its head and tail, the upper part of the sword shadow was evaporated in an instant, a complete sword shadow became half, and the fire dragon was also shattered, turning into a sea of fire.
At this moment, the whirlpool suction came, and the knife shadow began to tremble violently, and finally turned into a trace of black smoke, which was sucked by the whirlpool.
"Whew!"
Song Jian thought about the mantra, the sea of fire was retracted, and he turned into a fire dragon again, and flew straight towards Mu Ping and the others.
And the suction vortex formed by the bowl does not stop, like a huge turbine suction machine in the world, sweeping at the same time, and where it passes, the ground is scraped down half a meter deep.
An aura infinitely close to death, emanating from the fiery dragon and the whirlpool.
"Haha, boy, and you - these shameless traitors, you are lucky to be able to die under the magic powers and magic weapons of the two of us!"
"Two sect masters, in fact, you have misunderstood, we are pretending to surrender, and the real purpose is to go undercover!"
Under the leadership of a fourth-layer Yuanying monk, the six Xuandan monks re-turned against the water and launched a sneak attack on the side people.
In the blink of an eye, three Toucheng Xuandan monks were seriously injured.
"you, big-headed ghost!"
Zhen Le floated ghostly in front of the fourth layer of the Yuan Baby, stretched out his hand to restrain him, picked him up, and threw himself towards the whirlpool.
Da Mao, Xiao Wu, and Wu Fei were not lazy, and in the blink of an eye, six Xuandan were thrown into the whirlpool.
The rest of the people looked at each other, but none of them chose to turn against the water.
The matter was urgent, and these people did not sign a blood contract and a heavenly oath with Mu Ping at all, which gave them an opportunity.
"Carving insect Xiaojier!"
Mu Ping ignored the situation that happened after he ignored it, if Zhen Le, Wu Fei and the others couldn't even do this little thing, then they were really not qualified to be his Mu Ping's slaves.
But seeing a wave of his right hand, a white light suddenly flew out, heading straight for the fire dragon, and it was he who shot out the stellar fire.
"Poof!"
When the fire dragon saw the white light, it was like a rat meeting
The cat trembled, faintly showing signs of collapse, and the white light turned into a large net, directly wrapping the Chang Fire Dragon and swallowing it in one gulp.
"Roarโ"
The fire dragon spewed out by the Fu Dragon was destroyed, and immediately let out a roar, and the size of the thirty zhang boy swung into a black whip, and swept directly over.
At this moment, the whirlpool finally blew to the top of Mu Ping's head.
"Broken!"
Mu Ping roared, all the Yuan Li gathered his right hand, and his thumb suddenly became bigger, directly turning into a huge finger the size of three meters, he raised his finger, and said a little to the whirlpool, and his mouth broke and shouted, "One finger is broken!"
"Whew!"
The giant finger flew directly into the whirlpool and disappeared without a trace.
"Hahaha! A small martial art dares to fight against the magic weapon of the Nine Rank True Weapon, it is really a mayfly shaking the tree, and it is beyond its own strength!"
Fang Qianyuan snorted and said, "Collect!" He directly commanded the whirlpool to cover the top of Mu Ping's head.
At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" in mid-air, and the bowl burst directly.
"Poof!"
The trees, mountains and rocks that he had not had time to digest, and even the monks, all turned into black and red powder and blood rain, and fell from the sky.
"Wow!"
Under the backlash of the natal magic weapon, Fang Qianyuan opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, with a terrifying look in his eyes.
At this moment, Fu Long's huge dragon tail just swept over, and it was hit by the explosion shock wave at once, which not only had the impact of the magic weapon shattering, but also the aftermath of Mu Ping's finger shattering, and the two added up, the black dragon suddenly collapsed and turned into symbols.
"Wow!"
Song Jian also opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood.
"Good boy, look at your grandfather's last resort!"
The anger in his eyes was almost substantial, and he slapped his eyebrows fiercely with a "snap".
"Woohoo!"
A series of wind sounds, ten worldly ping-pong ball-sized pills flew out, and after landing, they turned into ten majestic generals wearing armor and holding spears, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand emitted bursts of cold light.
"Array!"
Song Jian shouted, and the ten generals moved quickly, surrounding Mu Ping. Streams of yellow smoke evaporated from them, and within ten breaths, the entire encirclement seemed to have become a yellow ashtray, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the south, south, north, and west.