"Among the young people in our deserted city, there are not many people who can fight with Wuheng, or too few. A scholar in Tsing Yi muttered to himself, he looked gentle and elegant, with a certain obscurity in his deep eyes.

The rugged man on the side of the scholar in Tsing Yi said: "If you are young, it means that there are still people who can fight with Wu Heng, do they also plan to learn the style of those who are greedy for life and afraid of death in the outside world and refuse to fight?"

The scholar in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "Hehe, under the crisis, the young people in my deserted city are actually no different from the young people in the outside world, and they don't want to stand up as cannon fodder, even if those young people who can fight with Wuheng will not stand up easily without a sure victory." ”

"According to you,

If Wuheng wins this battle, it will be equivalent to one person pushing the future of the entire deserted city, and it will be written as an eternal shame in the history of the deserted city.

"No, it is naturally impossible for one Wuheng to defeat us all. ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi shook his head, his tone was gentle, calm and determined, and he said: "Liu Zhenyuan, the invincible god of war who guarded the deserted city back then, was invincible, but in the end, he could not escape his fate. ”

Speaking of the past, the rugged and strong man couldn't help but show a little emotion and said: "The 800,000 army of the Seven Realms was blocked by Liu Zhenyuan, the god of war, but he also fell. ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi said: "At present, although there are not 700,000 young people in the deserted city, there are still tens of thousands of people. ”

"We're going to go through crowd tactics?" the rugged man raised an eyebrow slightly, as if he didn't like the offer too much.

"It's only like this, consume it, and those who can save their lives will be able to save their lives and return, and when it's almost time, Luo Yutian, Han Yongshi, and Xinghai should be ready to move. The Tsing Yi scholar said.

The scholar in Tsing Yi is Zhuge Yun in the deserted city, and the rugged and strong man is Huang Sheng in the deserted city.

These two people have a very high status among the young generation in the deserted city, one is wise, the other is strong, and after the two discussed, they asked their subordinates to pass on an order to inform the young monks of the deserted city.

"Boom!"

A flash of fire burned from the sky, with a blazing heat, dazzling and shining.

"Bang!"

A gust of wind swept through, mixed with strong palm power.

"Bang dang!"

A mouthful of red paint was pressed, and the ancient atmosphere gushed out, full of power.

The three young masters of the deserted city set out in unison, completely shameless, and even if they joined forces, they were still standing a few miles away, suppressing them remotely, and they didn't come close at all.

Seal the word array!

Wu Heng immediately raised his hand and imprinted a large piece of golden runes in the void, and the runes swept over, extinguishing the flames, condensing the wind, and grasping the red lacquer Dading in the palm of his hand, becoming very small!

The offensive of the three young masters was instantly disintegrated!

However, when Wu Heng was about to attack, the three young masters shouted at the same time: "I lost!"

This......

The monks on the scene were speechless, Wu Heng didn't attack, and the three of them began to admit defeat?

"Have you started playing a war of attrition?" Hundreds of miles away, the Purgatory God was a little shameless in doing so.

Chu Xinyun said: "The deserted city is young and incompetent. ”

After hearing Chu Xinyun's evaluation, Wang Xiaozhi's face on the side became extremely ugly, and when others said this, he would refute a few words, but Chu Xinyun's face was expressionless, neither disgust nor disdain, but a completely heartfelt evaluation.

From this point of view, the young vein of the deserted city is indeed incompetent!

Looking at the main battlefield, Wu Heng was neither annoyed nor angry, after the three of them admitted defeat, he didn't continue to move, but said lightly: "This kind of consumption doesn't mean anything to me, and it's not as fast as my recovery." ”

After that, a golden topaz seal appeared in his palm, in which a vigorous life qi flowed, exuding a magnificent treasure light.

That's the source of power, Kongtong Seal!

"The source of power of one of the top ten divine soldiers of the ancients...... "The young generation of the deserted city all broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

And the smug look on the faces of the three young masters also collapsed.

In this way, they have been clowns for a while, and they have not been able to play any role at all, which is a so-called clever tactic in vain.

"What should I do now, Wu Heng has Kongtong in his hand, the remote consumption of several people is almost useless, and more people are on it together, it seems that it can't be said, and the Void Dao people will definitely intervene. The rugged man Huang Sheng asked Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun was very steady, his deep eyes looked at Wu Heng for a long time, and said to himself: "There are almost no flaws, or I can't see the flaws in him now." ”

"Doesn't what you said mean you didn't say it?" Huang Sheng was an anxious person, and he was quite excited, and he said: "If it doesn't work, I'll do it." ”

"No, you can't get on it now, when the time comes, you can hit with one blow, and now it's over, it's tantamount to death. ”

Zhuge Yun shook his head, and then he said: "The next step is to use human lives to pile up." ”

......

......

"Poof"

In the main battlefield, blood is splashed, and swords and swords are shadowed.

The monks of the deserted city were all dying, and they desperately rushed to kill, coming up one after another, not intending to give Wu Heng any respite.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and a middle-aged man held a spatial scepter and split the space.

Wu Heng clasped his hands together, and the light of hope bloomed all over his body, and he actually smoothed out the cracked space around him and healed it intact.

"Holy Word?"

The King of the Blood Sea saw his eyelids jump, those who could enter the Holy Dao had unique insights in the Dao, and their Dharma was profound and profound.

Perhaps the Qilin Daoist is not the opponent of the King of the Blood Sea, but the mystery that the Qilin Daoist has comprehended is a deeper level than that of the King of the Blood Sea.

"Bang dang!"

Wu Heng held the ancient earth-turning hammer in his hand, smashed more than a dozen extraordinary magic weapons, and pulled out the mountain to cover the world, and was extremely brave.

"Kill it, there is no bad seed in the deserted city!"

The clamor of the monks in the deserted city was deafening, encouraging the young men, hoping to save some face.

"Whew!"

Wu Heng shot ruthlessly, and at the same time urged the Kongtong Seal, the Houyi Bow, the Ancient Heaven Turning Hammer, and the Longyuan Sword forged by the Black Dragon Golden Pattern Ancient Coffin!

The four weapons hovered around Wuheng's body, and at the same time faced four monks of the Twelve Realms of the Gods, none of these four were weaker than Cao Guang, and even close to Nangong Huan's strength.

But so what, it still didn't help, as soon as Wu Hengxing's word array came out, he held the Longyuan Sword and beheaded four people in a row, bringing strings of blood light in the void.

"Boom!"

A dragon body swept across the sky, revealing an invincible posture.

That's the Dragon King Technique!

Poof, poof, poof......

Dozens of young elites in the deserted city were all smashed with one move, and they hated it on the spot.

"It's okay to go together!" Wu Heng shouted loudly, with a strong fighting spirit, standing alone in the void, scanning in all directions.

"Kill!"

The young generation of the deserted city joined forces together, from the beginning of three people, to the point of thirty or forty people joining forces.

This is tantamount to illustrating how terrible Wuheng is, and one person has forced the deserted city side to such a point.

What was originally a solo contest evolved into a group battle.

............