Thundered!

A huge roar, louder than thunder, resounded directly above the Royal Hotel.

Many of the nobles who were enjoying the food in the Royal Hotel heard the roar that almost pierced their eardrums, and walked out of the hotel door one by one.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the night sky that should have been pitch black was now a fiery red, and everyone raised their heads and looked up high in the night sky where the fiery red light source was, except for a huge, reddish red shadow, but they could not see anything clearly.

Only An Qianqian stood at the door stunned, she raised her head high, looking up at the red shadow that lit up the night sky.

The delicate black pupils reflected the small, white figure under the huge red shadow, and An Qianqian read his name in a daze.

"The king..."

.......

Rumble!

Red Shadow swung the flaming blade in his hand, knocking down all the stingers that shot out of Massius's body, and the king raised the flaming silver spear in his left hand to stop the scythe that Baccaña was attacking from the side.

Red Shadow erupted with suffocating heat, and the heat wave directly swept Bakarov away.

"Damn!"

Bakalov flipped his wrist, and the scythe flew in the air, swinging a circle of white rays before distancing himself from the king.

His entire right arm was submerged in the heat that had just erupted from the Red Shadow, and at this moment, his entire long arm had turned a charred black color, and it was constantly emitting foul smoke.

"Mira, heal me!"

Bakalov gritted his teeth and shouted, Mira staggered slightly, stretched out the catheter from the palm of her hand, and flew towards Bakalov's back.

When Wang Tu saw this scene, his face sank, and the red crystal long sword erupted with a blazing sword pressure.

"Here comes the sword!"

With this roar, the red crystal long sword flew out of the king's right hand, constantly rotating and cutting in the air, and countless red sword lights appeared in the night sky, cutting the conduit stretched out from Mila's hand into countless pieces!

"Your Excellency Sword Immortal is really haunting!"

Mira spoke resentfully, injecting blue, viscous blood into the shredded catheters, which turned into tiny poisonous needles and flew towards the king.

Faced with the sudden attack from behind, Wang Tu didn't even look back, the red shadow behind him roared, and violently waved the flame giant sword in his hand, and those poisonous needles met the blazing slash, and they were instantly scorched into ashes.

Guraman stood not far away, watching the king disciple who was completely undefeated against the three guardians, biting his lower lip fiercely with his spiky teeth, and the sticky blue blood flowed from the bite place, but Guraman did not feel the slightest feeling.

He opened his mouth and spat out his long, saliva-soaked tongue.

"The white-clothed sword immortal... Sure enough, even if it is three European guardians with spiritual weapons, it can't hurt them in the slightest. ”

“...... But what about your companions?"

Far away from the confrontation between the King Disciples and the three Guardians, about a few hundred meters away, the three Grandmasters were also engaged in a battle with the three Guardians.

However, unlike the royal disciples who were more than enough for the first battle and three battles, the three grandmasters were already sweating profusely at this time, and their bodies were even cut in several places, and they gasped for breath, struggling to resist the three guardians' attacks wave after wave.

In fact, in terms of cultivation alone, these grandmasters are a little worse than the guardians, and what really makes the battle situation overwhelming is the spiritual weapons in the hands of the guardians.

Although the magic weapon in the Grandmaster's hand is the highest-ranking magic weapon in the sect, it is far from enough compared to the real spiritual weapon in the guardian's hand.

Thinking about the demon sword in the hands of the Great Sword Saint Shrine Ryoma, Muramasa can slash the sky and the earth with just a slight application of some mana. And each of the spiritual weapons used by these guardians is almost comparable to the level of the demon sword muramasa. Even if the strength of the grandmasters is not bad, it is difficult to bridge the huge gap between magic weapons and spirit weapons.

Wei Na's golden pupils continued to shoot out one spirit weapon impact after another, blasting all the flying swords summoned by Tao Bozhong into pieces.

Ishubal's arms engraved with complex spells were more powerful and domineering than the bracers in Tan Banlong's hands!

The torrent of spells mixed with the power of the Sea Scale Clan erupted from Xi Gu's mouth made Huang Yuanzhi's wielding and dusting spell energy even more powerful.

Rumble!

The impact of the three guardians in unison slammed into the grandmasters' chests, and the three of them only felt a salty throat, and a cloud of black and red erupted from their mouths.

"Damn, this is too powerful. ”

Tan Banlong was half kneeling in the air, one knee on the ground, and the palms of his two hands that had caught Ishbal's fierce attack emitted a huge pain, and the finger bones seemed to be about to be broken.

Huang Yuanzhi and Tao Bozhong didn't reply, not because they didn't want to say it, but because they felt that as soon as they opened their mouths, the sharp pain coming from all over their bodies would make them lose consciousness instantly!

"With such a garbage companion, your alliance leader is really pitiful!"

Xi Gu opened his deformed mouth and mocked loudly, and a suffocating torrent of dark blue spells converged in his mouth, slamming towards Tan Banlong and the others.

Looking at this blow that was comparable to the power of the most advanced modern technological weapon, Tan Banlong and the others could only show a wry smile.

They didn't even have the strength to move their bodies to dodge.

Rumble!

A torrent of spells exploded in the night sky, and a dull explosion resounded throughout a radius of several kilometers.

Xi Gu showed a grim look, looked at the scene at the center of the explosion, and said angrily.

"It's really fast, white-clothed sword immortal. ”

Just when the grandmasters were about to be annihilated by the torrent of spells, Wang Tu suddenly appeared, holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand to cross and slash a cross-shaped slash, stopping in front of the grandmasters, slicing the huge energy shot by Xi Gu from the middle.

"Alliance leader, we are not strong enough, we are not their opponents. ”

Tan Banlong looked at the white figure stopped in front of him, his face was full of remorse, they were originally here to help the king's disciples, but they didn't expect that in the end, they would become a laggard.

Although Huang Yuanzhi and Tao Bozhong did not speak, their faces were also very ugly, and in the face of the powerful guardians, they didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Wang Tu didn't look back, just looked at the few guardians who were tens of meters away from him, and opened his mouth to answer.

"They are just relying on their own spiritual weapons, and if you have the same spiritual weapons, these miscellaneous things are not to be feared at all. ”

Gulaman, who was far away, couldn't help frowning when he heard the king's words.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, be careful with your wording. ”

"Spiritual weapons are the treasure of a country, and the number of spiritual weapons in the world is only a handful. The spirit weapons of our European Guardians were made through hundreds of years of design and modification through the study of the genes of the Sea Scale Clan. ”

"No matter how strong your personal strength is, don't use the kind of tone that you can conjure up spiritual weapons for your companions out of thin air!"

In the face of Gulaman's displeased words, Wang Tu only showed a sneer.

"What if I say, I can?"

When Gulaman heard the king's words, he burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, have your brains burned out?"

"You said you could, what could you do? conjure up spiritual weapons out of thin air and give them to those waste grandmasters to use to turn defeat into victory?"

Rumble!

Before Guramane could finish speaking, the king's right hand suddenly erupted into crimson flames. What appeared under his feet was a huge refining formation.

Then, the crimson flames slowly gathered together, and finally formed a circular ball of flames.

What appeared in Wang Tu's left hand was the sect magic weapon that had broken away from the three grandmasters at some point.

Tan Banlong's overlord bracers.

Huang Yuanzhi's Heavenly Master brushes the dust.

Tao Bozhong's silver flying sword.

Even the three Sect Masters themselves didn't know when these sect magic weapons disappeared from their hands and had already appeared in Wang Disciple's left hand.

Wang Tu closed his eyes, and the ball of flame burning on his right hand grew bigger and bigger, and finally the three sect magic weapons were all submerged in the spherical flame.

When Wang Tu opened his eyes again, his pupils had turned into a brilliant crimson gold, and looking at Guraman, who was only shocked on his face, Wang Tu slowly spoke.

"Gulaman, you are really just an ugly ant. ”

Then, a suffocating glow suddenly erupted in the red-golden pupils.

"Void Forge!"