ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Beichen is in the air, and there is already a black long whip in his right hand, and the strength of the other party is obviously better than that of himself and Weiyang, so he naturally will not have any reservations.

The long whip was swung out, like a dragon going out to sea, and the golden force was like a huge wave that took Shen Yuanwu directly.

At this time, Shen Yuanwu was no longer the Shen Yuanwu of a few months ago, and seeing Beichen attacking in front of him, he only held his right hand weakly.

In his palm, the purple force came out of his palm, and in an instant, it had condensed into a purple lightsaber, and he picked up the sword to meet Beichen's long whip.

At this time, Weiyang had already rushed forward and swung his fist at him again, Shen Yuanwu was not in a hurry, holding a sword in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, with one enemy and two.

Three figures flickered and moved in the courtyard, and two golden rays and a purple ray suddenly merged and separated.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already passed nearly ten moves.

This time, neither Beichen nor Weiyang fought with him hard-to-head, but relied on skills to deal with him.

Although there is a gap between the strength of the two people and him, after all, they were all taught by Mr. Xue, and after I don't know how many actual battles and life and death considerations, the superb skills above the martial arts are enough to make up for some deficiencies in strength.

What's more, it's two against one.

In the past two years, Beichen and Weiyang don't know how many times they have fought, and they also know each other's habits and playing styles very well.

Therefore, although it was the first time to cooperate in combat, that tacit understanding had already been imperceptibly formed.

One plus one, much greater than two.

In such a situation, Shen Yuanwu didn't take too much advantage for a while, feeling that the cultivation of the two in the martial arts was exquisite, Shen Yuanwu frowned slightly, flashed and jumped out of the battle circle, and he once again released his own domain.

Using his control in the realm to avoid another perfectly coordinated attack from the two, he waved his hand, and the purple light on the lightsaber in his hand instantly brightened up by several minutes, and the lightsaber that was originally the size of an ordinary long sword suddenly turned into several times the size.

Split through the air, with a thousand powers, like a purple lightning, cleaved down.

In mid-air, he suddenly turned and hit Weiyang.

Among the two, Weiyang has been injured, and naturally he is weaker than Beichen, so Shen Yuanwu chose him as the first choice for his attack, these two people cooperate so tacitly, and their strength is obviously multiplied, if it goes on like this, it will be extremely unfavorable to him, so Shen Yuanwu made up his mind to kill one person first, and then get rid of the other.

Purple greatsword, slashed down.

Beichen waved his hand, flicked the long whip, and wrapped around the sword body, the speed of the giant sword was significantly slowed down, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Weiyang had already escaped from the attack range of the lightsaber.

Shen Yuanwu had already expected this move, and with a wave of his hand, a lightning silver dragon had already rushed out of his left palm, just crashing into the place where Weiyang had fled.

Weiyang let out a soft roar and swung out his palms, and a bone shield condensed from Sensen's white bones and dark star power immediately took shape in front of him.

Between the lightning and flint, the huge mouth of the lightning silver dragon had also hit the bone shield.

Click!

The bone shield broke, and Weiyang fell to the ground again, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

Fighting alone with Shen Yuanwu just now, he was already injured, and he took him again just now, so he naturally couldn't bear it, so he barely stood up with his arms up, shook it, and then fell to the ground again.

Shen Yuanwu once again slashed the lightsaber towards Weiyang, the figure flickered, and Beichen whipped horizontally, catching the falling blade.

"Humph!"

With a light snort, Shen Yuanwu twisted his wrist violently and closed his palms.