The demonic spirit really had an unpredictable effect!

When the tower shadow erupted demonic qi and restrained the mana and divine power of King Lang, Yang Yizhen, a strong man today, played a powerful fist technique all over the sky, and a large number of Qi Gang fist prints were crowded layer by layer, and also formed a huge attack momentum of 100 meters, surging towards King Lang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sword qi released by King Lang before was suppressed by the Demon Suppression Tower, and the demon qi finally dispersed the sword qi, and King Lang was a little unable to make a move at will, but he shouted with contempt: "You are not the opponent of the Jindan powerhouse!"

Su Fang really underestimated the other party, King Lang did not use his supernatural powers this time, but actually used the physical strength of the Tianhe Realm, like a tiger looking for a sheep, first forcibly surrounded by demonic energy, split a passage, stared at the fist seal divine power from Yang Yizhen, raised his hand, and split the air with one palm.

Splitting the palm in the air, no mana and supernatural power emerged, but the strength of the flesh, turned into nothingness of divine power, and with lightning speed, the fist seal was shattered inch by inch.

Obviously, his strength is stronger than Yang Yizhen, but although Yang Yizhen has not condensed the golden pill, he has any special power, which makes his strength quite heavenly.

"Xuanhuang, can't you let the Green Feather King release a more powerful demonic energy?"

King Lang's strength shocked the Su side, and he had to release a more powerful demonic aura and immediately communicate with Xuanhuang.

Xuanhuang immediately responded: "Master, your cultivation is too weak to withstand the true power of the Qingyu King, plus Xuanhuang has not yet fully integrated with the master, it can only be released to this extent, there is another way, the master directly summons Xuanhuang out and suppresses it with the deity!"

"The other party has cultivated the golden pill, then the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Wuji, can let him stay and guard the royal family, so what if there are more terrifying means on this person, what if it affects you?"

The best way for the Soviet side to veto Xuan Huang's proposal is to release the Qingyu King and directly let it make a move to shoot the Lang King to death.

But isn't that a joke?

"Phantom fire!"

He could only continue to urge the demonic qi, and then fused the phantom fire cloud, and the flame formed by the demonic qi and a large number of spiritual fires appeared from around the Lang Monarch.

"Bell!"

Yang Yizhen flicked his fingers, and when he pounced on the Lang Monarch again with the demonic energy, a shocking flood was like a volcano erupting, rolling towards the Lang Monarch, and there was a round wheel magic weapon among them.

King Lang was shocked and spewed out a flying sword, this flying sword is not simple, the quality reaches the middle grade magic weapon, like a silver snake lightning stab, knocking away the round wheel thrown by Yang Yizhen.

The round wheel is also a rare and incomparably precious medium-grade magic weapon, and the two powerful magic weapons continuously collide at a high altitude, and produce a terrifying aura that extends to the imperial city.

The two sides fought like this for three days, during which the palace had been razed to the ground, and the strong men of Zhao and the great lords of each side also stood on one side, waiting for the results in the sky, and then waiting for the opportunity to move.

It's daytime again, Su Fang feels that the spiritual power and mana have been exhausted, and a large amount of demonic energy and spiritual fire are still restraining the Lang Monarch's magical powers: "The Lang Monarch is really powerful, I join forces with the master to deal with him, but I can only restrain a little, and I am not absolutely sure that I will kill him!"

Yang Yizhen transmitted: "Fang Er, don't worry, we will consume him, so that our master and apprentice can work together, he can only rely on himself, and if he persists for a while, even if he can't kill him, he can be defeated!"

Maybe it was because the time dragged on too long, or maybe King Lang couldn't hold on, so he actually took the first step.

"Ancestral Emperor!"

I thought that he was going to exert his powerful supernatural powers, but he clasped his hands together and shouted the name of Zhao Wouji, the ancestor of Zhao State.

Yang Yizhen's expression was solemn, and in a flash, he came to Su Fang's side and protected Su Fang with a strong momentum: "Could it be that Zao Wou-Ki didn't leave?"

When Feng Xianmen leaves, Zao Wou-Ki will inevitably leave: "It must be gone, it should be Zao Wou-Ki who left some kind of power to guard Zhao State?"

Seeing Yang Yizhen protecting him in front of him, Su Fang suddenly felt that he was back in the time when he was in Ziqi Mountain, and Yang Yizhen was as tall as an eternal giant mountain, blocking in front of him.

"Buzz!"

King Lang finally came up with the last resort, originally thinking that if he was promoted to the Tianhe Realm and condensed the golden pill, he would be able to become the most powerful existence in this territory and protect the mountains and rivers forever.

Wrong, he couldn't imagine that a Yu Emperor, a Soviet side could have such strength, if it was not for the world's strong men and Zhao soldiers to kill the two, Zhao Guo would lose his prestige in this territory, and the Zhao State without prestige would naturally cease to exist.

Suddenly, a bronze figure slowly poured out from the center of King Lang's eyebrows.

"The Ancestral !!"

In the ruins under a hundred zhang, Luo Duxue and others protected King Ming, and there were still a large number of troops in the rear.

At this time, King Ming was in awe when he saw the cyan figure, and made countless soldiers and strong men kneel down to the cyan figure.

Even the people of the Great Lord were extremely uneasy.

"Master, this is... The strongest man in Zhao State, Zao Wou-Ki?" High in the sky, Su Fang stared at the cyan figure, the blue light faded, it turned out to be a bronze man, a middle-aged man, without the breath of life, even so, it was full of grandeur and killing.

King Lang bowed: "It's Zao Wou-ki, this person has lived for more than 3,000 years, practiced for a long time, disappeared after unifying the countries, and thought that he would not live in the world for a long time, he originally hid his identity, went to southern Xinjiang and the dark forest many times, and finally relied on himself to gather Jindan and become a strong man in the Tianhe Realm, and then he hid in the palace of Zhao State, and no one knew that he was still alive!"

Su Fang said again: "I feel that this 'Zao Wou-ki'... Very strong, very strong!"

"This is a puppet refined by Zao Wou-ki, and it is also a magic weapon, it is very special, according to Zao Wou-ki's body shape, blood and qi, plus various materials, formations, and magical powers, only people with the same blood and qi as Zao Wou-Ki can urge the puppet!"

"I heard that there are many ways for puppets to urge, but the most commonly used is to use high-grade spirit stones to inject spirit stones into the puppet, so that the puppet has spiritual power, and with the magic power seal in the body, it becomes a humanoid puppet that can release magical powers!"

When Yang Yizhen said this, his whole face froze and looked at Su Fang: "This puppet left by Zhao Wuji may reach a very high level of strength in the Tianhe Realm, and it is not restrained by demonic energy, the magic weapon is the magic weapon, a cold-blooded weapon, you leave quickly!"

"It's amazing... Master, let's go together, Fang Er is confident that within a few years, he will condense the golden pill, and when he reaches the Tianhe Realm, he will be able to smash this puppet!" Su Fang was stunned and looked at Yang Yizhen unexpectedly, he didn't expect that Zhao Wuji's puppet was so terrifying.

"I can't go!" Yang Yizhen shook his head categorically, he couldn't see his facial expression, because his face was full of scars, and he could only see the changes in his eyebrows and eyes: "I have my mission, I owe too much in this life, this is the best opportunity, I must do my best for the teacher!"

"If you don't leave, Fang'er won't leave, you and I will fight side by side!"

"Your strength has reached the peak of the Haodan Realm, and the other party is a Jindan master, and the teacher has also reached the strength of the Tianhe Realm, you stay and it is useless, let's go, don't hesitate, distract the teacher, don't blame yourself for being incompetent, you have only cultivated for more than ten years to have today's achievements, I am very relieved for the teacher!"

Yang Yizhen pressed Su Fang's shoulder again, resolutely turned around and took the initiative to walk towards King Lang.

Xuan Huang also persuaded: "Master, what your master said is very right, with your current strength, you are not that puppet opponent at all!"

"Boy, that puppet has reached the sixfold level of the Tianhe Realm, that is, the strength of the puppet is at least ten times stronger than yours, and you are definitely not the opponent of that puppet!" even the Green Feather King spoke.

Su Fang shook his head decisively: "Even if I am not an opponent, I can't ignore it like this... He is my master, my relatives, my parents are dead early, and my grandfather has left me, can I just watch my master leave me?"

"Master..."Xuan Huang shook his head.

"Okay, this king has seen different humans today!"

King Qingyu suddenly sighed, and the next sentence made Su Fang ignite confidence: "Is life more important than life?" In this case, you let Xuanhuang use all his strength to stimulate the power of this king, and borrow the power of this king and your body, it is not a very big problem to smash that puppet!"

Su Fang immediately said the pros and cons: "But in this way... Wouldn't it make your breath appear in the world?

"If you die, this king has to be suppressed in the magic weapon all the time, and the people are gone, what's the point of keeping the magic weapon? Moreover, even if the Fengxian Gate senses the breath of the king, it is impossible to come in a short time, it will take about half a month to come to the Zhao Kingdom, and then hide it again, even if we are discovered by the Fengxian Gate, we can escape, there will always be hope for survival, it is ten thousand times stronger than risking dying here now!"

"Xuanhuang, prepare..."The Su side immediately agreed.

"It will take some time, the master will step back first!"

Under Xuanhuang's reminder, Su flew backwards, looking like he was really going to leave Yang Yizhen.

Coming to 10,000 meters away and sitting on top of the flying sword, Su Fang began to relax his whole body.

"This king will try to let you absorb as much power as possible..."The Green Feather King was in the pagoda, and began to release energy, Xuanhuang urged the ability of the deity, and through the spiritual vein space of his right arm, the power from the Green Feather King and the pagoda poured out, and drilled into the meridians of the Su side.

"Boom!"

Just a few breaths!

High in the clouds ahead, a terrifying golden light erupted.

The puppet of Zao Wou-Ki is a steel monster, and under the control of King Lang, he smashed the supernatural power released by Yang Yizhen with one punch, and shook Yang Yizhen back again and again: "Yang Yizhen... One move, one move will seriously injure you!"

"Kill!" the puppet numbly slaughtered at Yang Yizhen.

The battle between the two has gone beyond the fighting method, but a life-and-death fight, and every breath is in danger of death.

Yang Yizhen burst out with all his strength, and a round wheel magic weapon rolled out and blasted towards the puppet: "Qianjun Wheel!"

"Bell!"

King Lang changed his handprint, only to see Zao Wou-Ki's puppet waving his fist, directly using his fist and the round wheel magic weapon to stiffen in the air.

The Qianjun wheel kept changing shapes, but it was still violently shaken open by Zao Wou-Ki's puppet, which was not a human at all, but a magic weapon, a transcendent magic weapon.

This is Emperor Zhao Guozu, the power left by Zhao Wouji to guard the Zhao dynasty must have the strength to suppress countless powerhouses in this territory.

With a king's smile, King Lang heroically sealed the seal, urging the puppet of Zao Wou-ki, and approached Yang Yizhen step by step with the puppet to open the Qianjun Wheel.

In the ruined imperial city below, the strong man of Zhao raised his arms and shouted with his army, obviously seeing that Yang Yizhen was not the opponent of the current emperor.

Zhao Guo, morale is boosted!

On the other hand, the great lords who were waiting on the other end, as well as many strong men, were anxiously waiting at this time, the battle in the high altitude was completely beyond the extent they could intervene, and they could not go up to help the Yu Emperor, and they could only hope that the Yu Emperor could finally defeat the Emperor of the Zhao State.

"Boom, boom!"

High altitude!

Under the confrontation between the puppet and the Qianjun wheel, the impact again and again is like spring thunder, which can shatter any substance, and the deafening loud sound spreads farther and farther, even a hundred miles away.

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