"Burst a salvo!"

"Throw a gun!"

Now even the dullest person knows that the immortal cultivator must not be allowed to finish reciting the spell, and the commanders of the Praetorian Guard have issued different orders to their subordinates, and the only thing that is the same is to interrupt the immortal cultivator to cast spells. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The immortal cultivator chanted a spell in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the small shield floating in front of him, only to see the small shield flying left and right, and the trajectory gradually formed a huge shield, protecting him tightly behind him. All attacks were blocked by a seemingly powerless shield in mid-air.

At this time, Jing Ziwen also calmed down, took out the royal healing elixir from his arms and handed it to Wukong, who was a little at a loss just now. He had just helped Senior Brother Yun Gong to force out the fragments of the golden knife in his body! Because the two of them went out of the same school, they had a lot of learning on weekdays, and they were very familiar with each other's practice routes and internal force characteristics, plus Wukong did this work when he was in the Hanging Pot Courtyard, so he successfully and quickly completed this very dangerous treatment on weekdays.

Wukong, who got the medicine, doesn't care about the medical theory of "it's three parts of poison of medicine", it's important to save the senior brother! Not to mention, the secret medicine of the royal family is the best, and immediately after applying it externally, a slightly pinkish, transparent film is formed outside the wound, and the bleeding is stopped almost instantly. Fortunately, this spell was long enough to give Goku a chance to heal.

The immortal cultivator's face also began to show an anxious expression, the mid-level Dao talisman of the ground level was really not something that he could easily cast now, and it was also a water path talisman that was different from his own wood practice method, plus he had to distract himself from manipulating the ebony shield, and the casting speed was even slower!

"Quick! Melee attack, prepare to break the immortal! The elder brother, who had improved his condition, shouted loudly.

The guards and those martial arts masters who participated in the fame competition only then discovered that the immortal cultivator on the opposite side seemed to be unable to move when chanting the mantra, no matter how powerful the small shield was, it was impossible to protect the whole body, and now just protecting the front could already see the sweat looming on the forehead of the immortal cultivator! As soon as Senior Brother's words fell, several martial arts masters who reacted quickly shot towards the immortal cultivator like arrows off the string.

"Decree! Ice is a must! ”

The immortal cultivator's face was ruthless, his left hand swiped on his chest, and a blood arrow shot out from the mouth of his heart, splashing on the rune paper standing on his chest, and the lines on the rune paper suddenly ran rapidly, and in an instant, he absorbed all the blood, and flew into the air in the law of the immortal cultivator, shining brightly, dyeing the space under the rain curtain into an ice blue.

"Get out of the way!" The senior brother's face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly, pushing Wukong to the ground, holding Jing Ziwen in his arms, and falling on Wukong's body, his huge body covering the two of them tightly.

At this time, the rune paper standing upright in mid-air had already flown above the Praetorian Guard, and began to spin, turning faster and faster, and the light became more and more victorious, making it almost impossible to look at directly.

"Raise your shield! Protect the Prince! The elder brother's actions made the Janissary Commander also wake up, shouting while running towards the three people stacked together, one jumped on the senior brother, and Wukong, who was pressed at the bottom, only felt a stagnation in his chest, his throat was sweet, and a line of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Hearing this, the guards ran over one after another, holding their shields aloft, and surrounded several people in layers.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A sharp and dense sound sounded, and from the rune paper that spun into a cloud of blue light in mid-air, thin ice-blue needles like cow hair shot out, scattering them like a storm towards the Praetorian Guards below.

"Ding, ding...... Pounce, flutter ......"

A series of beads falling on jade plates and the sound of sharp blades entering the body sounded, intertwined into a piece of death.

"Yikes!"

As one of the few martial arts masters who reacted the fastest, Bai Xing's voice was like the mournful roar of a beast, his internal strength was running to the limit, his feet were hurrying, and the sword in his hand was like an eagle striking the sky, drawing a wonderful arc between him and the immortal cultivator, and the two points of sword light conjured from the tip of the sword pointed directly at the opponent's eyes. A look of contempt flashed in the immortal cultivator's eyes, and on the back of his right leg, his body turned halfway, easily dodging Bai Xing's angry blow.

At this time, several other martial arts masters also arrived, and Bing Qianjue's target was Jing Ziwen, and the immortal cultivator's side became the safest place! Several martial arts masters circled around the immortal cultivator like a marquee, and all kinds of weapons shone on this guy's body. The immortal cultivator walked like Wukong against Shirahoshi that day, calmly wandering in the midst of seemingly dense but in fact full of loopholes and lack of coordination.

"Get out of the way, let me come!"

Shirahoshi quickly spotted the problem, and as soon as he withdrew his sword, he retreated from the attack, shouting loudly to the others.

"Get out of the way! I got it! ”

The other guy with a long sword in his hand, wearing a tunic brocade robe, and a handsome boy-like guy said, the long sword in his hand was a little faster. Everyone who can participate in the fame competition is arrogant, and no one is willing to give this seemingly rare opportunity to kill immortals to others!

"Giggles! No need to argue."

The immortal cultivator laughed a few times gloomily, his steps did not stop, and the fingers of his right hand stood in front of his chest like a sword: "Aoki Sword!" Disease! A sword light that had been forgotten by everyone shot out from the dense forest, spun around the immortal cultivator's side a few times, and finally levitated in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the white star.

Just now, the senior brother changed the trajectory of the Aoki Sword, and after killing the coachman, it disappeared into the dense forest, making these martial arts masters who had never met an immortal cultivator think that the Aoki Sword was the same as those Dao runes, just a one-time prop, and they didn't know that it was a magic weapon at all.

Bai Xing watched the companion just now turn into a section of corpses around the immortal cultivator, only to feel that his qi and blood were churning, and his abdomen was like a river and a sea, and a feeling of nausea and nausea rose between his chest and abdomen.

"Plop, plop!"

A series of voices sounded behind Shirahoshi, and Shirahoshi subconsciously looked back!

The Dao talisman in mid-air had disappeared, and the guards fell outward one by one like wooden stakes, the armor was densely covered with holes the size of needle tips, blood spurted out of it like arrows, and the shields in their hands were like sieves, and these heavy shields and armor were as fragile as paper paste in front of the ice needles as thin as cow's hair! 1st, 2nd, 3rd floor...... Nearly 1,000 guards seemed to be wiped out under the attack of Bing Qianjie just now, and no one survived.

Seeing this scene, the immortal cultivator ignored the white star who stood there and trembled, and walked towards the circle formation, the Aoki sword was hovering above his head, and the ebony shield was also protected in front of him. When he reached the edge of the circle, he stopped, looked around cautiously, and a grim smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Decree! Wooden Punishment Day! ”

I saw that he took out another piece of rune paper from the jade pendant and shot it into the ground, and with the law, the ground where the rune paper had not entered rolled as if it was boiling, and a huge arm stretched out from it, and the branches were entangled, and the whole arm was actually composed of tree roots! At the snap of his fingers, a giant with a height of two feet and no head, and a whole body made of tree roots, emerged from under the ground.

"Oh......"

The Wood Giant let out a roar from nowhere, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed them into the ground in front of him.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the ground shook violently like an earthquake, and the corpses that had fallen to the ground, and the guards who were still stacked in the middle of the circle, and who did not know whether they were alive or dead, were shaken to the sky.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

Two huge arrows flew out from under the flying people, and the spear-like body was painted with silver powder with mysterious patterns, and the cold light on the tip of the arrow was cold and dazzling, and the immortal cultivator felt a chill passing through his soul just now, just like Wukong and the others just now.

"Oh......"

The Wood Giant's arms swept across and slammed into the side of the arrow, and the two arrows collided in the air, slicing through the Wood Giant's massive body, and disappeared into the dense forest. The Wood Giant's hands and the left half of his body were almost completely shattered, showing the power of the arrows.

The body of the Janissary Commander, who had already died, was pushed away, revealing several figures, and at this time, the body that had been shaken into the air had already fallen. In addition to Jing Ziwen and Senior Brother, there were less than 100 people still standing on the field, and almost all of them were injured. Wukong, who had just been crushed at the bottom, was lying there motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Broken immortals can't kill me, see what other means do you have?" The immortal cultivator said with a gloomy smile, stopping continuing to inject spiritual power into the Wood Punishment Heaven, and the huge wooden man turned into a section of tree roots scattered on the ground.

"Click!"

As if to cooperate with this tense scene, a loud thunder sounded, and a huge silver snake slammed into the barrier formed by the water curtain. When everyone was fighting, the dark clouds above their heads were already so low that they were less than a hundred feet above the ground, and the dense dark clouds seemed to have crushed the peaks of the peaks on both sides, and there were silver snakes dancing in them, with inexplicable coercion.

"Woo......"

The barrier that was struck by lightning actually emitted a mournful sound like a person, like a magic sound, which made people very uncomfortable to listen to. The immortal cultivator looked up at the dark clouds overhead, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Goku! Death Curse! Quick, everyone protects Goku. ”

The senior brother also looked up at the sky, and found that there seemed to be countless distorted faces swimming under the water curtain, and instantly figured out the joints in it, kicked the guy who was still lying there to recover his breath, and shouted loudly.

The most feared thing on the battlefield is to be at a loss, as long as there is a clear order, a well-trained army can carry it out unconditionally. It's the same now, through the performance just now, everyone has regarded the senior brother as the backbone, and seeing that he seems to have found a way to live, they quickly protected Wukong who was sitting cross-legged.

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Dotagadha Night, Dodi Night He ......"

Wukong didn't hesitate, got up and sat cross-legged and began to read.

"Aoki Sword! Disease! Law! Blood vine whip! ”

At the same time as hearing the senior brother say the mantra of the past life, the immortal cultivator's face turned iron-blue, his right hand pointed to the aoki sword above his head, and his left hand held a blood-colored whip turned into a rune paper, and swept towards Wukong and the others.

"Hypocrisy!"

The senior brother roared, and the two of them with Lin Fengfeng each held a broken immortal sword in their hands, and rose to meet the cyan sword light. Although there were two chariots that were lucky not to be damaged in the melee just now, the that required several martial arts masters to pull it at the same time was too cumbersome at this time! Fortunately, because of the lack of mana of the immortal cultivators, the sword light this time was not fast, and it was similar to the arrows of the mortal realm.

"Bell! Clang! ”

The two Broken Immortal Sects successively hit the side of the sword light, and the two of them were shocked to spit blood and flew out, and the sword light also staggered to the ground, and was entangled by the blood vine in the left hand of the immortal cultivator, and withdrew it from his hand.

"Haha! Ha ha! ”

It seemed that the barrier had not changed much, and the immortal cultivator was not in a hurry, so he stopped and laughed.

"It's a pity that it's not the 'Tongue Blooming Lotus' enlightenment, do you think anyone who recites the scriptures can break the formation?"