Breaking the army is physical cultivation, and the physical body is comparable to that of a strong person in the Divine Power Realm, which Sun Wushu knows, and he will not be stupid enough to fight with him.

He is already a master of the Dao, so he naturally wants to take advantage of his advantages.

A black long sword was like a dragon, and he stabbed it into the fist of the broken army.

"Dang!"

Chang Jia was not a mortal thing, but in the hands of a half-step Divine Realm, it was even more powerful, and after being discharged by the body protection qi, it collided with the fist, emitting a metallic vibrato.

"What a strong body!"

Sun Wushu admired, his thorn could be easily pierced even if it was a steel plate, but it did not leave a trace on the fist of the broken army.

Pojun didn't say a word, and slapped his other hand on Chang Ji's body, making Sun Wuzhen's arm numb, and hurriedly withdrew Chang Ji.

"Dragonfly water!"

At this time, the eight elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect also swung their swords and joined the battlefield.

With the addition of the new force, Sun Wudi suddenly had time to breathe, although he was a little embarrassed, but it stimulated his fighting spirit, and an opponent like Xiang Pojun was usually difficult to encounter, and he was addicted.

"Boom!"

The battle entered the white heat, the eight elders of the Heavenly Sword Gate held a long sword to attack from afar, and Sun Invincible Chang Jian crossed the air, either smashing or stabbing, turning the magic of the law into a dragon out of the sea, the scene was extremely fierce, and all the rockery pavilions in the courtyard were destroyed.

Two to one, not long after, the broken army was hung with colors, his clothes were scratched out of the Dao sword marks, and scarlet blood flowed out in some places.

"I'm afraid the army is going to end. ”

When everyone saw such a situation, they couldn't help but feel sorry for the broken army. Although I don't know why Pojun would give Lu Fan his life, I still secretly feel sorry for him.

"Hmph, lose the broken army, Lu Fan, what do I think you are fighting with me?" Ma Guohao looked at Lu Fan resentfully.

"If you submit to my Heavenly Sword Sect now, I can still give you a chance. The old man with sword eyebrows looked arrogant.

When Lu Fan heard this, he shook his head and chuckled: "You are so confident, if you break the army, you will be defeated?"

"Haha! Do you think there is still a chance to break the army?"

Ma Guohao sneered and said disdainfully: "They may be inferior to the broken army alone, but one is a long-range attack and the other is close, no matter how powerful the broken army is, it can't resist." ”

"That's not necessarily!" Lu Fan smiled lightly.

"When death is on the verge of death, it is still a dead duck with a hard mouth. Ma Xingyu made sarcastic remarks.

Lu Fan glanced at him coldly and ignored him.

At this time, in the middle of the field, the broken army faced Sun Invincible head-on, although the opponent was shocked and retreated, but there was a long-range attack of the eight elders like a loach, so that he couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

Just as the broken army shook Sun Wushu back with a punch and was about to follow up, the eight elders seized the opportunity and slashed down with their long swords, bringing out a shocking sword light.

"Ahh

The broken army screamed, and the sword slashed at his back, cutting his shirt open, and a long bloody cut came out of the flesh.

"You're looking for death!"

The broken army roared angrily. Giving up Sun Invincible, he turned around with a punch, bringing out an earthy yellow fist, and knocked the Eighth Elder back a few steps.

"How is it, Lu Fan, do you think there is still suspense?" Ma Guohao Zhizhu was in his hand.

The broken army is now covered in blood and is in danger of dying at any time.

"Lu Fan, you better admit defeat!" Ma Yifei couldn't bear it, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, although he hadn't known Lu Fan for a long time, he didn't want to see Lu Fan die tragically on the spot.

"Alas!"

Many warriors watching the battle also thought that the broken army was lost, and they shook their heads and sighed. Knowing this, why did you refuse the Heavenly Sword Gate in the first place? How could the will of such a great force be blocked by a mere casual cultivator.

"The mantis arm is a car. ”

Some people sighed that the strength of the individual is too weak in front of the big family sect.

"Who said I lost?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Fan outside the court had an inexplicable smile on his face.

He looked at the broken army, with great confidence, King Kong subdued the demon and was definitely more powerful than this.

This is an ancient Buddhist alchemy technique obtained by breaking the army, refining to the fullest, the body is not bad like King Kong, and even the sword cannot hurt it in the slightest. Although the broken army has not reached that level, it is by no means the strength it has now.

"Roar!"

Sure enough, the broken army was furious, and a circle of earthy yellow halos circulated on his body, and his body became full, and his body shimmered with metallic luster, like a golden Buddha descending into the world.

"Demon Fist!"

The broken army clenched his palms into fists, making a metallic crashing sound.

"Poof!"

The entire space seemed to be blown up by this punch, and countless strong winds were brought up in the void, and even white marks that were ploughed out could be seen. The speed of breaking the army is ten times faster than before, and it almost breaks through the sound barrier.

"Ahh

With a scream, before the Eighth Elder could react, he was hit by a punch from the broken army, although it was blocked by a long sword, it was shattered, and the golden stone-like fist fell on his chest, directly piercing his body and throwing it far away.

"Eighth!"

The old man with sword eyebrows let out a scream and ran quickly in the direction where the eight elders flew.

Pojun succeeded in a blow, but did not pause, turned around quickly and slapped it again.

Sun Wushu screamed strangely, he originally wanted to sneak attack from the rear, but because the distance was too close to avoid it, he could only force his scalp to raise the long sword to block it.

As a result, the swarthy long man was slapped out of his hand under a palm, and he was unsuspectingly exposed in front of the broken army.

Pojun was not polite, he raised his foot and kicked on one of his knees, and with a click, one leg was kicked to pieces on the spot.

"Twin winds fill your ears!"

In his frightened gaze, Po Jun's palms slapped on his temples from both sides, and in a series of clicking sounds, Sun Wuxian's head exploded directly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a dead dog.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Ma Bingbing's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

And Ma Xingyu gasped, and his body couldn't help but tremble. Ma Guohao, who has always been confident, changed his face even more, only to feel that all calculations were shattered by a punch from the broken army.

Luo Fang and the two glanced at each other, glad that they didn't make a move.

"It's too strong!"

The two half-step masters of the Divine Realm were killed by the broken army in an instant, and everyone present only felt a chill welling up in their hearts.

Unconsciously set his eyes on Lu Fan, no wonder he had such confidence.

"Ma Guohao, do you still have the confidence to eat me now?" Lu Fan sat there and said leisurely.

Ma Guohao's face was pale, his fists were clenched to death, his face was distorted, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at him and Po Jun.

He doesn't care if he is invincible, but the death of the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect in his Ma family will bring him great trouble.

"Break the army, I will kill you today!"

At this time, the old man with sword eyebrows drew the saber he carried with him and rushed towards the broken army. WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~