Quick, soon!

Wu Huan instantly appeared in front of Xiao Heng and blasted him away with a punch, the whole process aside from the strength, not to mention the speed alone is enough to make people frightened, at this time, there is no shortage of cultivators who are good at speed on this peak, such as Zong Wenzhu, such as Yu Bufan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"So fast!" Zong Wenzhu's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, even just now he only saw an afterimage passing by, obviously Wuhuan was very targeted and chose Xiao Heng, who was strong and heavy, to restrain himself with his own speed.

"Damn boy!" Xiao Heng roared angrily, the whole person was swallowed by a sudden explosion of golden flames, he was really angry, at the foot of the mountain, people saw a golden pillar of fire soaring into the sky, and everyone on the top of the mountain saw that there was a gap in Xiao Heng's abdominal robe, which was just broken by Wu Huan's punch.

"Sure enough, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick!" Wu Huan pouted under the mask, just now he only used eight points of strength, and his attention was all on his own speed.

The furious Xiao Heng was full of combat power, as the peak master of the Pseudo-Emperor Realm, he had his own terrifying points, the majestic True Yuan exploded, enveloping the Quartet for hundreds of zhang, Wuhuan felt that the pressure on his body sank, and the pressure increased greatly, and a vague golden armor figure stood up in the golden sea of fire, spread his arms, and Xiao Heng's movements were consistent, and the True Yuan was as turbulent as the sea.

"The earth is the emperor!" The golden qi wave churned in the roar, and Wu Huan felt a terrifying power gushing out from under the ground under his feet, but he himself was restricted by an inexplicable pressure, and at the same time, Xiao Heng slammed his fists together, and the golden armored giant behind him danced a pair of mountain-like arms towards Wu Huan.

"That's the giant spirit god of the Heavenly Spirit Sect!" The golden armor giant is too huge and conspicuous, and everyone under the mountain can clearly see that this is the famous divine skill of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, which is fused with the realm, the law phase and the true yuan, etc., all of which can be called the trick at the bottom of the box.

"Zheng ......"

"Bingfeng, get up!" An inexplicable roar sounded on the top of the mountain, and Wu Huan's body also rose with arrogance, the strange arrogance of dark gold with silver and gray as the body, countless sharp flashes Wu Huan suddenly stepped into the air and turned into a silver-gray meteor that crashed into the two mountain-like arms of the golden armor giant spirit god.

"Looking for death!" Xiao Heng roared angrily, and the power of the Giant Spirit God exploded, and above the mid-air, the arms of the Giant Spirit God seemed to turn into a golden sun, emitting dazzling golden light.

Thundered......

A roaring loud sound came from afar, deafening, and the figure of the entire giant spirit god slowly dissipated, only the pair of arms became more and more brilliant, and the waves of violent true vitality rippled one after another, and Wu Huan was inside.

"He's big!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Different voices appeared in the hearts of different people, and Wu Huan's death-like impact was indeed a bit inappropriate in the eyes of everyone.

"Chaos, soldiers, kill!" Suddenly, a clear drink sounded in the roar, and a silver-gray light overflowed from the golden light, and Xiao Heng suddenly changed color.

Rumble!

A huge explosion directly suppressed all the previous roars, and the silver-gray light of the Dao Dao turned into swords, guns, halberds, axes, and other spirit soldiers burst out from the mountain-like arms, at this time, countless blood mist suddenly soared above Xiao Heng's arms, a pair of arm armor had already been shattered at some point, and his arms were stretched open in a muffled snort, and at this time, the middle door was wide open, and the whole person spewed out a mouthful of blood, and retreated dozens of steps in embarrassment, and the silver-gray light above the sky replaced the golden light, and Wu Huan slowly fell back to the top of the mountain in the endless silver-gray spirit soldier phantom, obviously Xiao Heng was defeated.

"It's that armor!" Xiao Heng was defeated, and everyone knew it after seeing the pair of raised arms shattered, and at this time, the people watching the battle at the bottom of the mountain were eager to rush up to see who was in that armor.

"How is it possible!" Xiao Heng raised his arms in disbelief, and at this time, his bloody hands told him that he was really defeated in the hands of the junior in front of him.

"Hmph!" In a cold snort, the cyan lightning flashed, Wu Huan suddenly turned around and punched out, followed by a huge explosion, the silver-gray aura drifted away, and the cyan electric light filled the void, and Zong Wenzhu and Wu Huan fought directly against each other.

"Tut-tut, it's really a good friend!" Wu Ran squatted aside calmly at this time and teased.

"Sneak attack, is this your pride as the vice captain of the squad!" Wu Huan snorted coldly.

"The last one standing is the winner, no one cares, what excuse a loser will have!" Zong Wenzhu's face was slightly cold, the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and the fierce thunder power shook the two of them directly, and Zong Wenzhu was ready to attack faster than Wu Huan, followed by a palm towards Wu Huan.

"Sword, follow the wind!" Just when Wuhuan was forced to retreat and Zong Wenzhu counterattacked, a light shout suddenly sounded on the top of the mountain, and a sword light suddenly appeared, and then turned into thousands of streamers and rushed towards Wu Huan, Zong Wenzhu not only sneaked up on Yu Bufan, but also joined the siege.

"Decisive enough!" Wu Huan repelled Xiao Heng head-on, and before he knew it, everyone had counted him as an existence of the same level, and now Zong Wenzhu and Yu Bufan joined forces, not only did they not feel that there was anything wrong, but on the contrary, this was a kind of respect given by recognizing his strength and status.

"Cover the thunder palm!" Zong Wenzhu roared and slapped out the palm print, and almost at the same time, the imperial sword and Zong Wenzhu's palm hit Wu Huan together.

Thundered!

The loud noise came again, gathering the strength of the two masters, and the entire mountain top was trembling slightly, a cyan mushroom cloud slowly rose on the top of the mountain, and a circle of qi waves with a pale cyan luster swept out from the center of the mountain peak and rushed into the distance.

"Who is this fighting, Yu Bufan or Zong Wenzhu?" The fluctuation of the sword qi thunder spread to the crowd below the mountain for a commotion, they would never have imagined that Zong Wenzhu would join forces with Yu Bufan to fight the enemy, the more fierce the battle on the mountain, the more everyone below wanted to go up and have a look.

"It's time to end now!" Yu Bufan put away his sword and stood up, he really didn't want to wade into troubled waters, the day before yesterday had already offended him because of today's effect, so it would be better to go all the way to the end.

"There is no counterattack, under such a heavy blow, this person is not dead but also seriously injured!" Everyone silently judged in their hearts, the two blows of Zong Wenzhu and Yu Bufan could be said to have a ten-out effect, and they didn't believe it or didn't want Wu Huan to take it.

"How much effort did you use?" At this moment, a question came from the thick smoke, and a plain sentence was tantamount to a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

Bang, clang, clang......

The sound of the armor grinding slowly came, it was the sound of friction between the various armor leaves on a set of armor, and a figure came from the depths of the explosion The sharp and pressing momentum rushed towards him, Wu Huan was not dead, or he still had the strength to fight.

The dark golden armor appeared in front of everyone's eyes again, and the armor was covered with dust at this time, and everyone was relieved that the armor was densely covered with cracks like leaf veins, and the entire set of armor was barely gathered together as if it was about to be exploded.

"Does it make a difference with a little force!" Yu Bufan looked at Wu Huan, and the sword in his hand never let go.

"It's no difference, if your skills are only here, then I'm welcome!" The silver-gray flame burst into direct engulfment of Wu Huan, and under the flow of the flames, the armor that was already full of cracks was actually healing, and countless cracks slowly disappeared, and the entire set of armor was reborn like a phoenix in the fire, and an intact armor appeared in front of everyone again.

Wu Huan is very satisfied with this work, speed, strength, defense and even auxiliary qi and other good effects are unexpected, hard to connect the extraordinary sword and Zong Wenzhu's palm, relying on the strength of the armor itself plus his own extremely tough skin membrane flesh and blood organs polished by the "Xuanhuang Forging Body Decision", it will not cause much damage to himself at all, relying on the self-repair and nourishing effect of the plastic film, Wuhuan is confident that this set of armor will become more and more terrifying.

"I don't care if you're really okay or you're holding on, I can't leave you today!" Zong Wenzhu was a thunderbolt and a great sword, but the sword intent did not decrease but rose, and Xiao Heng, who had slowly recovered a little, also came over, Si Ye and Yuan Xiaowai, the two non-human races also came up, and the five of them let go of all their momentum.

"Wu Ran, aren't you going to help?" Someone outside the battlefield saw Wu Ran's old god squatting aside and looking at it, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Ann, Ann, I can't even see through this kid now, he is obviously provoking trouble and looking for a whetstone, why should I destroy it!" Wu Ran replied, Wu Huan at this time was definitely a fierce opponent Wu Ran's eyes were full of fighting intent, maybe he would be able to enter the True Emperor level after a few fights with him.

The big war started again, this time it was five people besieging a Wu Huan, the speed of Zong Wenzhu and Yu Bufan joined forces to suppress, the power of Xiao Heng and Si Ye are all masters of this type, Yuan Xiaowai manipulated his own domain to cover the entire battlefield, although the five people have not joined forces, but when they reach this realm, they naturally know what they should do, but cooperate with the tacit understanding, the five people are intertwined into a net to block Wuhuan in the big net.

On the top of the mountain, the black mist is shrouded, and from time to time there are thunderbolts, and the sword qi crosses the sky, and the huge waves are raging, and there is a riot on the earth, and under such an earth-shattering vision, everyone can only look at it below, and it can be imagined that in the end, it is like a hundred claws scratching the heart, very itchy!

The time of the battle passed slowly, and everyone was more and more frightened the more they watched, and the passage of time made the five of them join forces more and more tacitly, but Wu Huan's resistance became more and more intense, as if the five of them were doing sparring for Wu Huan, and Wu Huan pushed his own power to the limit little by little, which seemed to be Wu Huan's stage alone.

"Can't delay it, kill him!" Zong Wenzhu and the five of them were not stupid, and after observing for a while, Xiao Heng roared angrily, and the giant spirit god reappeared.

"Thunder the Three Realms!"

"Wind roars!"

"Primordial Dark Sky Thunder!"

"Evil waves are monstrous!"

The five people and the five big moves blasted out in unison, and they were bound to crush Wu Huan with absolute strength.

"Burial Soldier Peak, wake me up! Hundred Soldiers Battle Fist!" Wu Huan could no longer keep it at this time, and in a roar of anger, the soul communicated with the entire armor, and the silk qi machine filled the entire Burial Soldier Peak, and suddenly the Burial Soldier Peak under his feet exploded, and one after another heterochromatic streamers burst out from the mountain.

A streamer is a phantom of a spirit soldier, countless streamers fly up into the sky and converge into a super large seven-colored light vortex that envelops the entire funeral soldier peak, and a giant hand that covers the sky is formed by the convergence of countless spirit soldiers, breaking through the clouds from the light swirl and slowly pressing towards the top of the funeral soldier peak.

The giant hand covers the sky like a huge mountain, and at this moment, the mythical scene is presented in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone below is already stunned and petrified, this is the power of the boundary breaking level!

"Get out of here!" The giant hand completely enveloped the entire Burial Soldier Peak, and in the midst of Wu Huan's roar, the giant hand clenched its fists in response to Wu Huan's summons, and accelerated like a comet and fell straight to the top of the Burial Soldier Peak.