It's the monster that ate the six-star powerhouse before!

A huge fist smashed down.

Murong Xue, who was performing the Snow Burial Technique, was on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't control it at all, and the majestic True Qi was constantly being consumed by the Snow Burial Technique, and several Seven Star Realm powerhouses behind him wanted to stop, but they found that Murong Xue was like a whirlpool, pulling them to death.

"Oops, this spell is out of control!" The seven-star old man secretly said that something was not good, and suddenly pulled back, pulling Murong Xue back for some distance.

At the same time, the huge fist smashed right where Murong Xue was standing just now, knocking out a big crater, and countless ice and gravel splashed, knocking several people out more than ten meters and falling heavily to the ground.

Attacked by the snow burial technique, Murong Xue fainted and died, and several seven-star martial artists were also seriously injured.

The troll didn't give up, and came running wildly.

"Be careful!" Ao Fenggu burst out and rushed forward, but he was too far away from Murong Xue and the others, and it was too late at all.

At that moment, a scream rang out from the sky, and a slender feathered arrow flew down like lightning and pierced into the troll's eyeball.

The Hongmeng War Eagle swooped down at great speed, and the elven knight on the eagle's back shouted, "Catch it!"

Ao Fenggu jumped suddenly, grabbed the giant claw of the Hongmeng War Eagle, and was taken forward, instantly crossing a distance of dozens of meters, he suddenly let go, and flew forward with the momentum.

The troll pulled out the elven arrow in its eyeball, howled, and pounced on Murong Xue and the others.

Just as it stretched out its feet to trample these people into pulp, Ao Fenggu flew in front of it like an arrow from the string.

The sleeping dragon's sword was instantly unsheathed, and the sword bloomed like a terrifying rainbow, piercing the troll's face.

The Sleeping Dragon Sword is born with the attribute of restraining evil things, and after the Great Competition of the Martial Arts Alliance, Ao Fenggu knew that he had to deal with ghouls, so he injected a dragon origin power into it, tempering and nourishing it day and night, not only repairing the scars on the sword body, but also greatly improving its grade.

Feeling the terrifying coercion of the Sleeping Dragon Sword, the troll hurriedly blocked it with his hand.

Ao Fenggu burst out, and the Wind Martial Leaf shook violently, and a burst of qi erupted from his feet, suddenly accelerating.

The sleeping dragon sword stabbed in the palm of the troll's hand, and the sword led people through the hand, and the blade of the sword was against the center of the troll's eyebrows, half a point into the bone!

The troll let out a thunderous wail, grabbing the culprit with its other hand.

Ao Fenggu pulled out the Sleeping Dragon Sword abruptly, and stomped his feet on the troll's head, flipping his whole body out.

The troll grabbed the air, his eyes burning with anger, and smashed his fist into Ao Fenggu, who was still in mid-air.

Ao Fenggu had nowhere to borrow his strength, there was no way to dodge, he took a sharp breath, ran the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, held his hands in front of him, and carried the giant monster with a punch, and the next moment, it was like a cannonball, flying out of a distance of dozens of meters, and slamming to the ground.

At the same time, thousands of ghouls, like black waves, spread through the frozen flood and washed down.

"It's finally here!" General Tingwu's battle spirit soared, and he burst out, "Flying Feather Battalion, charge!" The war horse under him neighed, raised his front hooves high, fell heavily, and rushed out.

Three thousand light horsemen behind him rushed out at the same time.

Yu Hongzhuo, who was on the left side of the army, also rushed out with the Tiger Army, and on the other side, more than two hundred elite warriors, also rushed forward at the first time.

At the same time, the Iron Floating Slaughter behind the palace also began to charge.

The Flying Feather Battalion is a light horse, known for its speed, and the knights of the Flying Feather Battalion of more than 3,000 people have increased their speed to the fastest in just a few tens of meters.

During the charge, General Ting Wu took the lead, followed by hundreds of knights behind him, spreading out in a conical shape, forming the most convenient edge and arrow formation.

One of the knights at the front bent down and stretched out his hand, Ao Fenggu grabbed the knight's hand, and the knight burst out: "Give you a ride!"

The knight suddenly exerted his strength and threw Ao Fenggu upward, and Ao Fenggu took advantage of the momentum to jump up and rush straight at the attacking troll.

Ao Fenggu's body was in mid-air, and he used the third change of "Nine Changes of the Divine Dragon", and the majestic true qi quickly swam in the meridians, and the momentum of his whole person began to rise.

General Tingwu suddenly drew his sword, and several lieutenants behind him shouted at the same time: "Draw the knife!"

Three thousand knights of the Flying Feather Battalion drew their swords in unison, and in front of the army, a snow-bright sword light appeared in an instant.

Ao Feng Gu stabbed the beast-headed human giant monster rushing towards him, and at the same time, the line of the knights of the Flying Feather Battalion who were wearing white light armor below instantly pushed before the black wave of ghouls, and the black and white colors instantly collided together, countless blood rushed out, and countless stump arms and severed limbs flew away.

The troll had been injured by the Sleeping Dragon Sword before, but instead of fearing it, it became ferocious, and smashed its fists into Ao Fenggu.

It handed out its fists, and at the same time exposed its chest, it was completely a life-for-life fight, Ao Fenggu didn't want to take a second punch from it, twisted his waist, dodged the giant fist, kicked his right foot, and the whole person spun rapidly, like a spinning top, as he rotated, the sleeping dragon sword cut a huge hole in the troll's arm, and black and purple blood gushed out from the wound.

The troll was in pain, and with the other hand went to grab Ao Fenggu, but unexpectedly, this human was agile and kept dodging, no matter how hard it tried, even his clothes could not be touched.

It stamped its foot in shame, and one of the Flying Feather Battalion knights charging below it was trampled to pulp with his men and horses.

As if he had discovered something, the troll bent down, and the giant hand grabbed the knight who swept past him and smashed it at Ao Fenggu.

Ao Fenggu grabbed the knight, and under the impact of the huge force, his whole person also flew out and crashed into the cliff.

The knight was terrified, and another knight was smashed by the troll as a cannonball, and Ao Fenggu slapped the knight on the back with a palm, helping him unload most of his strength.

But before he could react, one after another knights were smashed by the trolls, and Ao Fenggu didn't have time to rescue them, those knights crashed into the cliff wall, and immediately exploded, blood and internal organs splashed, like bloody flowers in full bloom.

And among them, there happened to be the knight who pulled Ao Fenggu just now.

"Stop me!" Ao Fenggu roared angrily, and a large crater exploded in the mountain rock below him, and he shot out like an arrow from the string.

As the vanguard, the Flying Feather Battalion has been plunged into the black tide of ghouls like knives, and wherever the line passes, ghouls and Flying Feather Battalion knights continue to fall, like meat grinders, harvesting lives at a very fast speed.

The elite warriors on the right wing had also arrived, and Xiao Tingfeng, who was at the forefront, burst into a shout, "Brother Feng Gu, I'm here to help you!" His whole person suddenly accelerated, running to the feet of the troll, the black heavy sword stabbed on the troll's calf, and pulled forward, the blade cut the muscles, cut the hamstrings, and the black blood shot out.

The troll was in pain, wailed, and leaned over to grab Xiao Tingfeng, but at this time, Ao Fenggu used his sword as a knife, drew a perfect arc in the air, and slashed at its arm.

"Give me death!"

The Sleeping Dragon's sword sank into its arm, slicing through the sinews and slicing off the bones, slicing off its entire right arm.

It was like the arm of a giant tree falling, crushing the sergeants below who had no time to dodge into flesh, and at the huge wound, purple-red blood gushed out like a fountain, sprinkled on the dozens of soldiers of the Blue Bird Country Tiger Army, and heard a terrible wail, and the bodies of the dozens of soldiers rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into thick water together with the war horses under them.