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The lightsaber vanished, and as he clapped his hands, a purple light slammed into the two of them.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color.

With this blow, Shen Yuanwu had already unleashed all the strength of the god-level powerhouse.

Beichen could have dodged, but he didn't.

Because he knows that Weiyang can't hide.

So, he put away his long whip, and also put his palms together, and then spit out his palms, unleashing all the force of his body, and he had to rely on all his strength to carry this blow.

The golden light overflowed, like a golden tide, and crashed head-on into Shen Yuanwu's purple force.

Like mountains colliding with mountains, like sea and sea colliding with each other, two forces are fiercely fighting together, and the air seems to be flattened.

Shen Yuanwu took a step forward suddenly, feeling the strong pressure from the other party, Beichen's legs trembled slightly.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and his feet slammed into the ground, his arms trembling but still straight.

This is a contest of arms, and there is a Weiyang behind him.

If he retreats, he will be defeated by two people.

Weiyang raised his face and looked at Beichen who was protecting him in front of him, but just spoke softly.

"You two, you're so nasty!"

Two, one is Beichen, and the other is naturally purple pupils.

At that time, in the Valley of the Necromancy, Purple Pupil was also like this, standing in front of him without hesitation.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the burning pain in his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up from the ground and stood beside him.

Sideways, capturing Weiyang's figure, Beichen frowned, and then squeezed out a low curse from his teeth.

"Get out!"

"I'm not going to listen to you!"

Weiyang raised his right hand violently and released all the remaining force in his body.

The golden brilliance that had already been suppressed by Shen Yuanwu's purple force instantly became a few points stronger.

Shen Yuanwu's palms trembled slightly, his eyes squinted slightly, looking at the two opposite, he gritted his teeth and roared.

On his body, Zihua suddenly overflowed, and his originally neatly tied hair suddenly burst open, steaming up like a flame, and the gray robe on his body swelled even more.

Zihua exploded, and the bodies of Beichen and Weiyang were bounced out by him at the same time and fell to the ground.

Weiyang spurted blood again, and Beichen was also pale, barely suppressing it to stop his qi.

"Ha-" Shen Yuanwu laughed wildly, "Two boys who don't know the height of the sky, do you think that you can really defeat me just by joining forces?!" ”

Behind him, a silver wing of light suddenly unfolded, and with a slight stretch, it carried him into the air.

In midair, dark clouds swept through, and a faintly dazzling silver electric light flickered in them, and then countless thunder beams slowly fell from the sky towards the ground.

From a distance, it seems that there is a huge thunder sword between heaven and earth, penetrating the sky and the earth.

"See, this is the power of the god rank!" Shen Yuanwu looked at the two of them condescendingly, "Now, I will borrow a divine sword from the sky and let the two of you be wiped out!" Excalibur - Heavenly Punishment! ”

In midair, there was a thunderous roar, and then, the giant thunder beam slashed straight down in the direction where the two of them were.

Beichen dodged to Weiyang's side, grabbed his arm, and retreated.

Rumble!

The thunderbolt fell, striking the two of them just now.

On the ground, there was a large charred pit in an instant, and all the houses and trees within a radius of 100 meters were burned to black ash.

In the city, the people rushed out of their rooms in panic and looked at the sky to see what was happening.