At this moment, Li Shuyun was dressed in black, and his figure became tall with the help of the second turn of the flesh body, but his figure remained the same, and it was clearly the appearance of his original body that had grown two times.

"My changes have been so great, even if Senior Brother Gao Hanbo goes in front of me, he can't recognize it. ”

Running all the way, he stunned the dozen or so people who saw the change in his body shape and threw them to the rear of their respective camps.

"The identity of the captain of Yuguo's squad may still be useful, and it can't be easily discarded......"

"Who are you? The blue-clothed monk saw a person suddenly appear beside him, and he didn't know where he came from, and his body retreated violently.

"Do you want to run, you want to leave if you kill someone, and then you can talk about it after eating your fist. Although Li Shuyun has also killed people, it is the first time to participate in a war of this scale, and he can't help but feel disgusted by the blood on the ground.

Anger rose from his heart, and Li Shuyun kicked the ground with his legs and rushed towards the blue-clothed monk.

If you want to ask how strong the foundation of the second turn body is, I am afraid that only Li Shuyun in the world can answer this question.

The blue-clothed monk did not retreat to the place where he wanted to retreat, and was caught up by Li Shuyun in mid-air, and the air behind him exploded, which was the collision caused by the air behind him catching up with the air in front.

Li Shuyun walked in front of the blue-clothed monk, who was in a daze, but he was thinking about where his fist would fall so that he could not be injured.

Between the lightning and flint, dozens of thoughts floated through Li Shuyun's mind, and finally punched the blue-clothed monk's head.

"The war continues, and although I would love to torture you, there is not enough time to ......"

After finishing the eulogy, the blue-clothed monk's skull shattered, and his brain splattered, scattering next to the severed limbs of the soldiers on the ground.

Bai Jian was still suspicious a moment ago, thinking that Li Shuyun, who had just appeared on the stage, was a bitter trick staged by the other party, intending to kill himself effortlessly, and he was ready to do his best.

But the next moment, I saw that the arrogant blue-clothed monk was shot in the head by Li Shuyun's punch, and he was stunned in his heart, and the reversal of life and death could also be so sudden......

If it weren't for Li Shuyun, I am afraid that I would have died at the hands of the blue-clothed monk who was seriously injured.

"Thank you to the heroes for breaking the siege, Bai Jian thanked you. "The white sword flew into the sheath and bowed with fists.

Li Shuyun slashed the blue-clothed monk with one punch, and was silently feeling his strength, and heard the white sword shouting, so he turned around and said, "It's good when I'm an unknown monk, brother doesn't have to be polite." ”

It seems that this person's identity is sensitive and should not be exposed. This person has just started to see the aura fluctuation, and it is like the power of the flesh. I shouldn't be able to produce such a character in Fuguo.

Bai Jian sighed, feeling that it was a big pity that a talent like Li Shuyun was not in Fuguo.

Li Shuyun turned his head to look at the sky, where there were violent aura fluctuations.

"It seems that the foundation battlefield is there, but unfortunately I can't fly, I can't go to high places. ”

"What's going on? It's a little bit like that. Yang Wei stood next to the foundation building battlefield and did not participate in it.

This is an ever-present threat to the foundation building monks of Fuguo in the field, not only to face the pressure of the foundation building monks in the field, but also to beware of Yang Wei next to him.

Before, Bai Jian fell into the clouds under Yang Wei's sneak attack, but fortunately, Bai Jian's cultivation was profound, and he beheaded the two of them.

"Wan Guan, Hou Zhang, Yan Feng, the three of you go down and kill those two, and bring your head to see me!" Yang Wei said to the three people in the field.

Yuguo killed three people in the battle, and three people left at this moment, counting Yang Weicai six monks in the field, to face the seven Zhuji of Fuguo.

The situation on the field was greatly reversed because of the appearance of Bai Jian's hidden cultivation and Li Shuyun.

"Yes, National Teacher. The three of them were brought out by the national teacher, and they naturally believed in the words of the national teacher, and beat the two Fuguo monks who were fighting with him in front of him.

The three of them swooped down towards Li Shuyun and Bai Jian on the ground together, and Yang Wei joined the battlefield, fighting two with one or two, but he did not fall behind!

"Traitor, dare to kill my Yuguo monk, look for death!" Before Yan Fengren arrived, he put down his cruel words first, and his body sped up a few points.

Li Shuyun was worried that he couldn't join the battlefield, and when he saw someone coming down, although he was menacing, it stimulated Li Shuyun's fighting spirit even more.

"No, you can't be too strong, if you want to find a way to keep the three of you, I have to be weaker......" Li Shuyun thought for a moment and ran towards the place where Fang Cai's corpse mountain was, his speed was slow, only equivalent to a seventh-level Qi refining monk.

"Now that I have gathered the strength of my physical body and only used my own cultivation, these three people have to seize the opportunity!"

"Yan Feng, slow down, this person is a little weird, be careful and deceitful. Wan Guan looked at the huge figure running on the ground, "When I was in the sky, my spiritual sense saw that the blue-clothed monk was instantly caught up and killed with one punch, and I couldn't ......fake it."

"I also saw it, it's better to be careful, don't forget the usual teachings of the national teacher. Hou Zhang added.

"Okay, that's the case, let's kill Bai Jian first!" Yan Feng changed his mind under the persuasion of the two of them, and focused on Bai Jian, the three of them looked around, and after making up their minds, they took out the magic weapon, and Gu is rushed towards the white sword on the ground.

"Oh no, I made a mistake, I have to go back quickly. Li Shuyun's sense of crisis within the scope of his spiritual sense declined, and he felt bad, and when he looked back, the three Yuguo Zhuji had already flown towards the white sword, obviously changing their targets.

"White sword, hold on, come right away!" Li Shuyun was anxious, this was the first time he felt weak after stepping into the second turn of the flesh to build the foundation.

"It's good!" The flying sword on the white sword's back was unsheathed, and it was trampled under his feet, and the sword in the hands of the surrounding sergeants was invincible to me, and the sword roared.

"Oh, it's just a dying struggle. Yan Feng scoffed.

Wan Guan and Hou Zhang glanced at each other and then glanced at Yan Feng, since Zou Zhi's death, Yan Feng has been out of control like a wild horse, if it continues like this, I am afraid that he will follow in the footsteps of Zou Zhi......

"Yan Feng, not to be underestimated, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and the strength of anything dying is unexpected, not to mention that the white sword is a monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, if it was in its heyday, he could kill one of us at will. Wan Guan still reminded.

"Got it, isn't he seriously injured, are you afraid of a dying person?" Yan Feng's eyes were grim, and his mouth was open. After one glance, he shook it off and swooped down.

Wan Guan wanted to keep up, but was stopped by Hou Zhang. The latter shook his head and motioned to leave it alone. Wan Guan smiled bitterly and followed behind Hou Zhang, guarding against the surroundings.

"Die! Sword God" Yan Feng slashed down with a big sword in his hand, and the target of the blade was the head of the white sword.

As soon as he thought that the most talented person in the Fu Kingdom, the one known as the Sword God was about to die under his own sword, Yan Feng was inexplicably excited.

"Really?" Bai Jian raised his head, and a terrifying sword aura rose from the ground, no matter how hard Yan Feng tried, the knife always hovered a foot above Bai Jian's head, unable to advance an inch.

"My head is on the neck, but you don't seem qualified. Bai Jian was in danger, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Li Shuyun was still some distance away from the white sword, thinking that he was about to be separated from the white sword, but he never expected that this scene would appear.