The battle between Ao Fenggu and the Beastmaster took less than an hour, and after this short rest, although Manqing eased up a little, he was still very haggard, his lips were a little purple, and his face was very pale.

Ao Fenggu handed over the sword and asked worriedly, "Second Senior Brother, are you okay?"

Manqing nodded, took the sword of killing gods, looked at the beast king with a face full of fighting intent, and said, "Little junior brother, please hold him." ”

Ao Fenggu was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

"He has absolute defense, and no one can hurt him unless the teacher is there." But absolute defense comes at a price. ”

The Beastmaster's pupils shrank sharply.

"That's the loss of speed, he's like that now," Manqing frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "like a turtle." ”

His expression was very serious and serious, without the slightest hint of ridicule and slander, and the word "turtle" was indeed the most appropriate word he could think of.

However, it is indeed difficult to use the tortoise to describe the beastmaster.

So the Beastmaster was furious, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

When they fought just now, Ao Fenggu felt that something was wrong, but he blindly attacked, and he didn't think clearly what was wrong.

After Manqing's explanation, he suddenly became enlightened.

Ever since the sacrifice of absolute defense, the Beastmaster has always walked slowly.

Ao Fenggu no longer hesitated, and in a flash, he came behind the beast king, hugged his waist, and clasped his hands.

The Beastmaster struggled, but he was burly, and Ao Fenggu stuck to his back, like a sticky piece of kraft candy, no matter how the Beastmaster struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

His speed was not fast, but now he was hugged by Ao Fenggu from behind, and his movements became more and more sluggish.

"Little junior brother, be careful. ”

At this moment, Manqing reminded.

As soon as Ao Fenggu raised his head, he suddenly saw a sword slapping from top to bottom, and he hurriedly shrank his neck in fright.

I heard the sound of an explosion, like a muffled thunder in the wilderness.

The god-killing sword smashed directly into the head of the beastmaster.

Ao Fenggu only felt his body sink downward, and his feet were already buried in the ground.

The sword of killing the gods is the best imperial soldier, made of meteorite outside the sky, which is heavier than the previous big sword made with the city gate, but when refining, in order to reduce its weight, the senior sister and the third senior brother of the martial arts academy studied a talisman, and the second senior brother engraved it on the sword body.

And now, this sword is held by the second senior brother Manqing, and if the true qi is not injected, the Dao talisman will naturally not have an effect, so this sword has regained its own weight.

38,000 catties.

For Manqing, it's just right.

He took the sword and slapped it again.

Slapped directly on the Beastmaster's Celestial Spirit Cover.

The beastmaster's head was dizzy for a while, although he would not be injured with absolute defense, but it was still very uncomfortable to be hit directly on the head by this heavy blow.

His body sank again, and he wanted to struggle to get up, but his legs were tightly entangled by Ao Fenggu's legs, and he couldn't move.

The brute green wheel raised the sword of killing the god and slapped it again.

Ao Fenggu only heard a tingling crashing sound, and then his body sank down.

Most of the Beastmaster's body sank into the ground.

"He can't run away, second senior brother, you can pull me up first." Ao Fenggu reminded.

Manqing snorted, stretched out his hand and pulled Ao Fenggu up from the ground.

Looking at his pale face with a hint of blood, Ao Fenggu asked worriedly, "Why don't I come?"

"No need. Manqing said, and then took turns to kill the god sword and slapped it hard.

The entire Valley of the Swinging Gods was dead silent.

Manqing slapped a sword and sword, and not once, he shot it extremely seriously, so every time, a deafening impact sound could be heard.

The Beastmaster was slammed into the ground with a sword.

It's like nailing, it's like driving piles.

Only one head of the Beastmaster remains.

Ao Fenggu looked at this head, and suddenly felt a little like laughing, and said, "When we dig him out next fall, will there be two beast kings?"

Manqing didn't understand, but the gloomy man smiled knowingly, "Little junior brother, you are so bad." ”

The army of orcs in the Valley of the Swinging Gods naturally didn't understand this joke.

Only those strong people of the Phoenix Clan felt humiliated to the extreme.

Ao Fenggu looked at the Beastmaster and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The beast king's face was full of anger, like a fierce beast, as soon as he opened his mouth, Ao Fenggu shook his head and said to Manqing, "There must be nothing good to say, second senior brother, you can give him another time." ”

"Good. After Manqing finished speaking, he slapped it with another sword.

Pong.

The Beastmaster's head sank into the ground, leaving only a hairy Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Ao Fenggu took the sword of killing gods, dug some soil around it and covered it, and stepped on it with his feet, saying as he stepped on it, "He won't get up, will he?"

Manqing thought for a moment and said, "It's possible. Then he turned and looked at the gloomy man beside him.

The gloomy man smiled helplessly, "You have so many eyes." As he spoke, the ground under Ao Fenggu's feet suddenly began to dry and contract, and finally turned into a huge solid rock.

Ao Fenggu brandished the Divine Sword and stabbed hard, but it only left a shallow mark on it.

Ao Fenggu nodded with satisfaction and said to the gloomy man, "Thank you, Third Senior Brother." ”

After speaking, he turned around, took the sword of killing gods, faced the army of the Phoenix clan in the Valley of the Gods, and shouted loudly, "Next." ”

In the Valley of the Gods, the crows are silent.

The next moment, the orc army let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed over with their weapons brandished.

Ao Fenggu stood on the path composed of the roots of the Kunlun Divine Tree, looking at the army of half-orcs rushing like a tide, and clenched the hilt of his sword.

He once again sacrificed the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, and a huge golden dragon shadow enveloped him in the middle.

At the same time, to the northwest, Kunlun Realm.

The huge Kunlun Divine Tree was lush with branches and leaves, enveloping the entire Kunlun Realm.

On the Kunlun Divine Tree, a Hongmeng War Eagle let out a scream and fell on a huge leaf.

The Bloodied Warhawk Knight fell out, rolled seven or eight laps, and before he could stabilize his body, he stumbled forward.

The surrounding Phoenix people saw that the knight was covered with injuries and came to ask for help, but they were bruised away, and the knight's eyes were full of panic and panic.

"What's going on?"

"Who is that man, as if he was wearing the clothes of the Judgment Shrine. ”

In the Holy Courtyard, Ting Mei had just walked out of the church hall, and she had been in a very bad mood these days, and she was not in the mood to cultivate.

Renhuang went to war, although she was a saint, but she was also the daughter of the general of the court dance, these days, the former classmates and teachers, the eyes of her have changed, no longer the respect and closeness of the past, but full of hostility.

Ting Mei didn't know what would happen next, and she didn't know what the upper echelons of the Phoenix Clan would do with her, she was just waiting for the final ending to come.

At this moment, a knight covered in blood broke over and collided with Tingmei.

The knight fell to the ground, and Ting Mei was about to step forward to pull him up, but just as he stretched out his hand, the knight, who was already seriously injured, suddenly stood up, and shouted like crazy while running towards the main hall, "Terran, Flying Feather Army, Terran army is coming!"

Ting Mei was stunned on the spot, "Fly, Flying Feather Army ......"

Under the Kunlun tree, smoke and dust swept in, and the army that had been running for thousands of miles finally arrived.

At the front of the line, General Tingwu, dressed in military uniform, raised the iron sword in his hand, and thousands of flying feather elites followed her to rush and kill.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, the flames of war spread to the Kunlun Realm and burned the Kunlun Sacred Tree.

(End of chapter)