There was a loud bang, and red fragments fell off the surface of the red Ruyi.

Shura in the distant sky immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and cracks also appeared at the bottom of the red ruyi in his hand.

The two of them were shocked, they didn't expect this to be the result at all, it was a five-star top magic weapon, how could it be shattered by Ye Wudao, could it be that he was already in the Sendai realm?

Five-star magic weapons and four-star magic weapons are divided into two levels: ordinary and top-level.

What is now in Shura's hands is a genuine five-star top-level magic weapon, and if he finds the supreme treasure and refines it in the future, he may be able to break away from the star level and reach a quasi-holy weapon.

It's such a powerful magic weapon that is defeated in front of them, and no one can accept it.

Both of them couldn't accept this result, their eyes widened, they knew that Ye Wudao's physical body was strong, so they unleashed the strongest attack as soon as they came up.

But what's the situation now? Hong Ruyi was shattered, and it kept flying upwards.

Shura didn't believe it, and frantically injected mana into Hong Ruyi, even if he was already weak like a dying old man, he didn't realize it.

He had to destroy Ye Wudao, not only because Ye Wudao robbed him of his treasure, but there were many, many reasons that drove him to erase this stain.

Not only him, but Mr. Crouching Tiger next to him also used his own means.

Ten wisps of black gas emerged from the black ring on his finger and wrapped around his body.

His aura suddenly exploded, and the five jade bottles on his chest that stored spiritual veins trembled, and the spiritual energy frantically drilled into his body.

With Shura's madness, the red Ruyi, which was smashed by Ye Wudao, began to tremble, and the dazzling red light bloomed, repairing the cracks, and then the more violent force pressed down.

"Give me death!" Shura's eyes widened with rage, his face was frighteningly pale, and his breath was even more vague, as if he would be unconscious when a gust of wind blew through him.

Ye Wudao's hand, which was already smashing, stopped, and he felt an increase in strength, and the right hand that controlled the big gray hand moved.

The gray qi in the body was released more, and the big gray hand that was ten feet big became more and more condensed.

"I'll catch it!" Ye Wudao shook his right hand, and the big gray hand moved.

"Click!"

Countless cracks reappeared on Hong Ruyi, this time not as slowly as before, but in large patches, and then fell one by one.

Just when Ye Wudao was fighting against Hong Ruyi, Mr. Crouching Tiger moved, he pinched a small silver shuttle in his hand, and silently recited the magic in his mouth.

The silver shuttle grew in the wind, and it was filled with tyrannical madness, and disappeared in an instant.

In the next moment, Yin Suo appeared beside Ye Wudao, and in addition to this, there were more than ten black-armored men, which were the puppet people who had just appeared.

But now those people have completely changed their faces, and they are dull and stupid, and they are replaced by coldness and tyranny.

Before Ye Wudao could turn his head and make a move, the silver shuttle stabbed over, and the eighteen black-armored people were the same, holding different weapons, smashing at Ye Wudao.

"The power of the four elephants!" Ye Wudao silently recited the mantra in his heart, the rotation speed of the Tai Chi above his head was already so fast that he was dazzled, and he could only see a little black and white light flickering at a glance, which was extremely weird.

Followed by the power of the four elephants, the distance swept in all directions, and before the silver shuttle could get close to Ye Wudao, it stopped and froze in the void, and the other weapons thrown over were also the same, as if they were frozen, stagnating.

"Eighteen Spirits, Three Doutian!" Mr. Crouching Tiger shouted, and the magic seals of his hands were unpredictable, and the four bottles of spiritual veins on his chest were also drilled into his body in one go.

The people around Ye Wudao changed their bodies and withdrew their weapons, each holding a direction, and then ...... Ye Wudao is a big hand sweep.

These people who were still standing neatly scattered at once, and some of them were still missing arms and legs, apparently swept off by the big gray hands.

"Didn't you say that no one on the battlefield will give you time to charge up? Ye Wudao said with some hatred that iron does not become steel.

Although the voice was small, it completely reached Mr. Crouching Tiger's ears, and he gritted his teeth angrily, looking at Shura beside him angrily, thinking that he was touching fish.

Shura glanced back, his originally smooth face became thin, and his cheekbones were raised high, looking like a wanderer who had been hungry for more than ten days.

At the place of Hong Ruyi, Ye Wudao swept the eighteen puppets with his hand, and the big gray hand left the surface of Hong Ruyi.

It was at this moment that Shura seized the opportunity, and then immediately released it and smashed it hard.

But it's a pity that Ye Wudao's movements were too fast, and he was on top of Hong Ruyi again in just a second.

This made Shura very uncomfortable, as if he would smash on the cotton with all his strength, and it was soft and weak.

The most hateful thing is not that Hong Ruyi smashed on the big gray hand and fell off a large piece, but the eyes of Mr. Crouching Tiger.

He was tired, it wasn't his reason at all, why did he look at him with that suspicious look.

"I'm really not touching a fish!" he wanted to explain that look, but he was really weak, and even with Mr. Crouching Tiger's spiritual veins supporting him, his essence and blood were still draining.

That five-star top-level magic weapon, Red Ruyi, was like the white-eyed wolf that couldn't be fed, frantically absorbing everything from him, but it didn't exert power.

"It's time for the game to end!" Ye Wudao punched out with both fists, allowing the eighteen puppets to attack without taking half a step back.

The hundred-foot-big red Ruyi trembled, and cracks three or four meters long were all over it, and there was a tendency to shatter.

"Forget it, let's withdraw first!" Mr. Crouching Tiger sighed helplessly, looked at Shura, who was about to be sucked dry, and said.

Then, regardless of Shura's willingness or not, he directly pulled him and ran, the speed was very fast, and a circle-shaped array formed under his feet.

"Bang!"

The red Ruyi in Shura's hand completely shattered, and the hundred-zhang red Ruyi in the distance was the same, first separated from both sides, and then it was torn apart, piece by piece, huge red fragments broke apart, and flew in all directions.

"This is a five-star top-level magic weapon, just broken like this?" Mr. Crouching Tiger was stunned.

"How can it be the same as those ordinary magic weapons, so unbeaten?" Ye Wudao disdained.

"Don't want to leave!" he turned his head, his eyes immediately staring at Mr. Crouching Tiger, who was about to escape a hundred meters away, and shattered the eighteen attacking people with one punch.

Large gray hands flew out, and the terrifying force locked onto Mr. Crouching Tiger, and the void trembled and became blurred.

A shocking aura pressed horizontally, and the newly condensed array under Mr. Crouching Tiger's feet shattered.

"What!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening.

Looking at the big gray hand that was slowly approaching, he finally knew why Ye Wudao was not crushed to death by that red Ruyi.

Before he could get close, the bones on his body made a sound, and the leg bones broke directly.

Shura on his shoulder was already unconscious, and there was a crackling sound on his body.

"No, I can't die!" Mr. Crouching Tiger shouted, and directly left the unconscious Shura, and the ** who survived made him understand that he would definitely die if he didn't do it, and the four bottles of spiritual veins on his chest glowed, forming a light mask on his body.