I saw a burly man covered in heavy armor and sit down on a sturdy horse.

Two intense flames erupted from the nostrils of the horse, and the horse was also dressed in heavy armor, while the man on the horse carried a long-handled hammer in his right hand.

A strong killing force emanated from the heavy hammer, and with such a simple gesture, it exuded a tragic aura of a golden iron horse.

Suddenly, I saw the big man let out an earth-shattering roar, and then he saw the war horse sitting down leaning directly and charging straight out......

Seeing that the soldiers were the first to move, the old Confucian was full of rage, and the violent flying shock was in all directions.

A rather unbending arrogance rose to the sky, and the wide Confucian robes hunted under the bursting true qi.

"Winter Sword Technique - Winter is Coming"

Between the old man's swings of his arms, the huge Haoran Righteous Qi giant sword slashed down the sky, and the terrifying sword wave exuded an extremely cold sword intent, which simply froze the Black Mist Ghost Palace.

The huge giant sword slashed straight into the main hall like splitting wood, and the entire hall was instantly shattered by a terrifying force, and nearly thirty percent of the power was directly shattered by this sword.

The smashed Black Mist Ghost Hall seemed to be enraged, and a terrifying black mist emerged from the whole.

The icy power sealed above the main hall was instantly shattered by the terrifying black mist that erupted.

In an instant, the main hall shrouded in black mist expanded rapidly, and after a breath, the entire main hall instantly magnified at least ten times.

Wrapped in the power of covering the sky and the sun, he directly suppressed the old Confucian students.

The terrifying power drove a violent wind, and even the sound of breaking the sky was like thunder.

And the old Confucian was not stage frightened at all, and the milky white Haoran Tiangang roared violently.

The crown on his head exploded in an instant, and the long gray hair that was originally bound fluttered with the roar of Haoran Tiangang.

"Winter Sword Technique--Counting Nine Winters"

An extremely strong force accompanied the Haoran Tiangang Sword to the sky, and with a bang, the two terrifying forces collided directly.

The violent force of the shock instantly slapped the old Confucian directly into the ground, and the ground was directly smashed out of a terrifying hole.

From within ten zhang of the pit, the earth was cracked in all directions, and at the bottom of the pit there was a blood-colored figure.

On the other hand, the Black Mist Ghost Hall was also directly penetrated by the terrifying sword momentum under this extremely powerful sword.

There is a large transparent hole directly in front and back, and it is no longer the appearance of not knowing the depth under the black fog before.

And around that big transparent hole, there are dense and countless cracks.

The black mist ghost hall flashed again in an instant, trying to restore the big hole in the center.

But he found that he couldn't recover, because the powerful Haoran Tiangang had a strong xenophobic attribute.

But if it is not the same attribute as him, it will be assimilated and destroyed, coupled with the terrifying Winter Sword Intent, the big hole in the Black Mist Ghost Hall is not so easy to recover.

"You can't recover, the next sword, smash you here, use it to pay tribute to the heroic spirit you killed, suffer death!

I heard an intermittent voice sound from the pit on the ground, and I saw a human figure covered in blood crawling out of the pit, and his indifferent words pointed straight to the black fog ghost hall in the sky.

This person was the old Confucian student of the jade tree in the wind just now, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, and he almost destroyed the Black Mist Ghost Hall with a single sword.

And he himself suffered a strong and serious injury, his martial bones were broken, and the blood on his body stained the original white Confucian shirt.

The current state has basically reached a half-dead state, and if he strikes again, he will die.

"Old man, this blow, I'll come!"

Looking at the old Confucian who staggered out of the pit, the old monk who was surrounded by golden light like a golden building bowed his head and said.

"No, other weirdness won't let us do this!" lamented the old Confucian student.

"Then you have to try, otherwise, no one knows if they still have reinforcements, you should recover from your injuries for the time being. ”

The old monk didn't wait for the old Confucian to finish speaking, and went straight away, covered in golden light.

The old monk raised his muscular right arm, and a golden wild lion roared behind the old monk's back, and the old monk was like an angry lion.

"King Kong Secret Technique - Wild Lion Burst"

With a loud bang, the old monk's punch directly opened the body of the paper cart horse.

It turned out that the paper cart horse, who had been watching the play, moved directly over when the old monk threw this punch.

After eating the old monk's punch hard, he quickly took five steps back in the void, and then rushed towards the old monk as if nothing happened.

The old monk raised his arm and raised his fist and struck again, but suddenly there was no trace of the paper cart and horse in front of him.

Then I only felt a pain in my back, and a strong and unstoppable force directly knocked the old monk away.

Wow, the old monk spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and the moment he was hit just now, the old monk felt that he had been knocked away by a mountain.

The unstoppable force felt powerless, and this weird creature was gone.

Could this be some kind of instantaneous step? This blow of the paper cart and horse made the old monk almost doubt his life.

The old monk didn't dare to be as reckless as he was just now, and the golden lion behind him exploded again, and the martial bones in his body erupted with bursts of sounds.

put on a very cautious starting style, cautiously guarding against the sneak attack of paper carts and horses.

And the old man who had just breathed a sigh on the ground sighed and shook his head.

"The strange power is really varied, and it will even disappear into the void, alas, it seems that this time it is a catastrophe!

On the other side of the battlefield, the Legalist boy drove the law chain, trapping the blood-haired whirlwind in the chain network.

And the activity space of the chain of laws shrank smaller and smaller, until it finally condensed into a ball, and the boy did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

"Iniquity is fire, crime is wages, fire is raging, sin is burned!"

I saw that the young man had a word, and a transparent flame appeared in the air, and the raging flame burned violently, and the flame rushed into it along the transparent law chain.

I saw that the spherical law chain shook again and again, and then soon there was no reaction, and the young man did not dare to carelessly continue to increase the flame and continue to calcinate.

After a long time, there was still no response, and the boy finally couldn't help it, and quietly opened a little chain, only to see that there was only a cloud of ashes burned inside.

Suddenly, a blood-colored light shot out directly from the ashes.

Then it turned into a blood-colored streamer and disappeared into the sky, and the young man who watched this series of movements was stunned for a while.

On the other side, the ten-foot tall giant military general suddenly turned into a black streamer and disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.

Next, only a thump was heard.

I saw a fierce hammer from the giant general, directly smashing the corpse keeper of the Qingma Yellow Pavilion into the air.

The yellow pavilion shattered in an instant, and flew upside down, and the bronze horse stopped its continuous retreat after a dozen or so steps backwards.

In the blink of an eye, the shattered Yellow Pavilion that had been smashed was instantly restored to its original state.

It's exactly the same as it was, as if nothing has changed.

Then the giant military general was unforgiving, and the war horse under his crotch disappeared again.

Again at the corpse keeper is another heavy hammer, this hammer is far more ferocious than the previous blow, no small profit, or even more than that.

Seeing this, the dead bronze war horse that the corpse keeper sat on seemed to be angry.

The four bronze horses' mouths suddenly opened, and a terrifying suction force that was extremely fierce appeared directly.

The giant military commander closest to the corpse keeper seemed to be sucked away by this suction, just under this mouthful.

Countless ironclad soldiers kept falling out of the giant general's body, and then they were directly sucked into blood-colored streamers by this terrifying suction force and poured into the horse's mouth.

Then the iron armor fell straight to the ground, and when he saw that there were only thin human skins left in the armor that fell to the ground, the giant military general was instantly furious, and tried to rush up and fight again.

"Alas... After many years, you have reappeared, alas... In times of chaos, you will be there!"

I only heard a majestic voice sound, and I saw a burly old Taoist priest floating in the air, surrounded by thunder and lightning.

"Nine Heavens of Thunder! Listen to My Orders! All Evils Eliminate Evil!

I saw dense white lightning flashing in the night sky, and thick thunder suddenly descended on the world.

Countless thunderbolts continued to gather towards the burly old Taoist, and the long thunder between them continued to condense towards the deep condensation of the old Tao.

And several weird people are consciously avoiding these dense thunder powers.

Obviously, even they have a certain fear of the power of thunder.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be like them, dodging the thunder as if they were afraid of stepping on ants.

"Long Thunder, is it from that sect? Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Dao, Zhengyi Sect, Thunder Gate, or Nine Heavens Thunder Sect? But, no matter what, with Thunder, there is a certain chance of victory!"

The old monk looked at the long thunder and muttered.

"Listening to the tone of this command, it should be from the Nine Heavens Ying Lei Sect, inherited from the ancient sect!"

At this time, the old Confucian who had only one breath left flew up and replied.

"Ancient Sects, that should be more powerful, aren't we more secure?"

"The Dao Law in the Ancient Period is not the same as it is now, the concentration of aura is not the same, and the strength and power of the Dao Law are not the same, and even if he is strong in the Ancient Period, what if he is strong? He has to gradually adapt to the current strength, and have you forgotten the most important point??? the heaven and earth at this time are not allowed to appear above the Six Imperial Realms, he is an ancient powerhouse, ???what do you say?"