Thousands of monks formed the first line of defense outside Fulong City, Wang Feng's flamboyant appearance without the slightest word, under the leadership of a middle-aged monk in the Mahayana mirror, within three miles of Wang Feng stepping into Fulong City, all kinds of different magic weapons came to his face. Zhang Yang saw that he had such a battle just to deal with Wang Feng and himself, and he was a little shocked and a little scared.

Wang Feng, who had a hundred zhang body, quickly shrank until he returned to his normal height, and Wen Tian held it in his hand and began to rush to kill. Zhang Yang was a little afraid in his heart, and he clenched his long sword and carried thousands of people, no one could take care of anyone in this kind of large-scale siege.

One person and one sword entered Fulong City within three miles in an instant, and the leader held a sword in his hand, and the three swords behind him buzzed, as if they were unsheathed at any time. The first person to face Wang Feng was none other than this peak cultivator, and the power of this sword was comparable to a blow from an immortal. Wang Feng did not hesitate to slash the demon with one sword in the face of this person, and he actually did not have any advantage in the face of this person with one sword.

After the first collision, thousands of monks were already approaching, and these monks did not have any extra movements, and as soon as they got close, they were the strongest magic weapons. Wang Feng, who had not fought a hearty battle in the past few hundred years, was anxious but helpless, these thousand people were different from the people who had encountered Donglin City before, and even more different from the people of the Nine Yin Dao. Donglin City has two brothers, Zhongli Izumozi and Yunzi, and there is an army of millions led by Liu Xun behind him.

At this time, there was only one person who could not protect himself for the time being, and Zhang Yang did not choose those Mahayana mirror monks in the rush. In the face of the hundreds of Yuan Infant Transformation Divine Cultivators, their combat power has been increased to the extreme, and these monks have not formed a formation of Divine Mirror Cultivators to open their eyes. Originally, it was to deal with Wang Feng, but there was Zhang Yang alone, and he was in ten groups.

Zhang Yang, who dealt with hundreds of people at the same time, had never had such combat experience, especially Zhang Yang, who was not proficient in formations. With the swordsmanship of three hundred years of comprehension, a monk who helped Wang Feng deal with these primordial infant gods could deal with some of the dangers that would reduce Wang Feng's danger. I didn't expect that the formation of 100 people and ten groups was already comparable to that of a monk at the peak of Mahayana.

The most terrifying thing is that within the formation, hundreds of people seem to have infinite magic weapons, and each one of them is a treasure trove. While dealing with the formation, Zhang Yang also sighed, how many families these people have. Up to now, everyone has thrown out more magic weapons than they have collected for many years, and Zhang Yang, who is trapped in the formation, has been deadlocked. As long as they break through the formation and rely on cultivation, these monks will be useless, even if they have more magic weapons.

The scorching sun in cold autumn is not so dazzling, but in Wang Feng's eyes, there has never been such a blazing sun. Although Zhang Yang blocked the hundred people and seemed to be the weakest hundred people here, it may have been for Zhang Yang in the first place. Each of the more than 900 people around him did not flinch at all, just like the Han border army on the battlefield, there was only one faith: not to die, not to fall, not to win, not to retreat.

The same eighty-one formations formed a cycle, like an immortal descending, surrounding Wang Feng in the center. More than a dozen Mahayana monks were obstructing Wang Feng in the formation, and at the same time, each of them was fierce and abnormal, and the knife in his hand faced the formation, and he had to prevent the sneak attack of nearly 100 people in the formation. Wang Feng instantly appeared with three thousand six hundred clones.

For so many years, the Earth Shadow clone has never been able to become a real clone, and even one person can't do it, at this time, three thousand six hundred Wang Feng have an advantage in numbers. But it is a doppelganger, and everyone can't be flexible, and there is always only one knife. Each sword slashed into the large array formed by the eighty-one formations, and each sword fell into a large array of violent tremors.

Each of the three thousand six hundred doppelgangers slashed once, and there was no accident, only one slash, and the monks would smash it together in the formation. Three thousand six hundred swords is three thousand six hundred Wang Feng, and in just a dozen breaths, all of them have disappeared, and only one person is sprinting among the hundreds. Of the three thousand six hundred swords, only more than a thousand swords were slashed in the formation, and only a trace of crack appeared, and most of the rest were close to the formation and were killed by the monks in the formation.

At this time, there were nearly 100 monks, and more than a dozen god-transforming monks had died under Wang Feng, and none of them felt that those people's deaths were terrible, and they only knew that they were killing Wang Feng. Seeing the passage of time, more than a thousand people killed more than a dozen people, especially the Mahayana Mirror, none of them died, and there were no flaws in the outer array. At this time, how could Wang Feng not be in a hurry, the earth shadow of his perception encountered such a situation for the first time.

In an instant, nine Baizhang Dharma Phases appeared behind him, and this time he only wanted to kill nearly 100 people in the formation. The deity clenched and asked the sky to rush towards the leading sword cultivator, and the fire was like a flame walking out. A body of Nanming is the most proud magic weapon with both hands, and the fire in the sky is facing a monk at the peak of Mahayana, and there are more than a dozen god-transforming monks.

The power of thunder forms a thunder realm within a hundred zhang of the body, and the range has reached the limit in the large array. In the Thunder Domain, two Mahayana monks, four or five god-transforming monks, faced the power of thunder, many magic weapons were shattered in the thunder, and there was even a monk in the early stage of Mahayana who did not dodge the most powerful thunder in the Thunder Domain, and the thunder contained the power of the Heavenly Dao to cross the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations.

More than a dozen god-transforming monks saw the weakest wind phase sacrifice countless magic weapons, but they didn't expect that the wind phase would be the gang wind when it raised its head. Every wind that appeared around him was like a sword cultivator, and the magic weapons sacrificed by more than a dozen Gangfeng sacrifices were shattered one after another. More than a dozen god-transforming cultivators had never seen anyone possess such a Dharma Phase, but what they saw at this time was that one person possessed nine powerful Dharma Phases. Each Dharma Appearance is different, but it has the same aura, especially now that in the face of the Wind Phase, it can tear apart the magic weapon comparable to an immortal weapon with only its magical powers.

The most brutal demon "Demon Slayer Fist" is repeated from the first type of killing to the fifth type of world destruction, and the fist method that is repeated in the face of the three Mahayana monks is constantly knitted. Every punch is a must-kill, can't dodge, can't block, only die. It seems that as long as the god monk appears in front of the demon phase, he will only be stoned to death by a punch, and at this time, the three Mahayana monks facing the demon face are experiencing the horror of the five styles of the "Demon Slaying Fist", and the three of them seem to have the means to deal with a punch and then shatter this dharma phase. Unexpectedly, a Heavenly Demon Seal appeared in the air, and the Five Fists combined with the Demon Seal smashed down a force that destroyed the world and the earth.

On one side, the demonic aura is monstrous, but on the other side, there is a Buddha with great light, and it is not clear what kind of monk Wang Feng, the owner of Wang Yuan, the Song family let deal with. It's just that in the rumors, the owner of the Wang Garden has long been unable to evaluate it with pure Mahayana cultivation, and the demonic aura not far away has already surprised people. Cultivating the Demon Appearance in this world is already a kind of chance, but the Buddha appearance in front of him is golden and very gentle.

The appearance of the Buddha in the face of the two Mahayana monks, four or five god-transforming monks, countless magic weapons and supernatural powers, all used, but they were still resisted three inches away from the golden light, as the most cultivated old man among the several people, took off the hairpin on the top of his head, and instantly turned into a flying sword less than an inch, and the quality was not low. After a burst of smashing, it flew out of the cuff hole, and it actually passed through the golden light and did not stop three inches away, but he didn't expect that the flying sword was piercing the Buddha but it was the Buddha who opened his mouth to put forward a sentence As long as he looked at the Buddha The monk was instantly heartbroken.

The most ruthless evil phase and ice phase, as long as the god cultivators around the two minds are either ice sculptures or are pierced by the evil phase. In a short period of time, the Divine Transformation Monk in the formation no longer wants to face the evil phase, because as long as the evil phase makes a move, the Divine Transformation Monk has no possibility of survival. The murderous aura is within ten zhang of the evil phase, there is a kind of primordial infant, as long as it is close to the evil phase, it will lose all its vitality, and it will be against the child of a half-step immortal at the peak of the Mahayana. This Mahayana peak monk looked immature, only four or five years old, but he was the most cannibalistic of all people. On the opposite side of evil, it seems to complement each other, and one person and one method are fierce.

Ice Phase's hand condensed an ice blade, and countless ice spikes around his body, countless ice spikes did not stop at the moment of piercing the human body, but all appeared in the big array. The two Mahayana monks with flames in one body are exactly the same, and the twin brothers already have the power of immortals under the combined force. The countless ice spikes facing the ice phase actually melted most of them under the flames of the two brothers, and it was even more strange that the nine cold ice melted into flames. The purple flames surrounded the ice with the cooperation of the two brothers, and they suppressed it with the help of the power of the great array. The ice phase was particularly cold in the face of the special flames, and it seemed that several different areas of people had appeared in the formation.

The speed of the back blood wings is extremely fast, and every move is as fierce as a demon, and there is an extra kind of fast, which is really fast, accurate and ruthless. Even the monks of the middle Mahayana period found it tricky, because very few monks could capture where the blood phase was. The existence of the blood phase makes it impossible to capture the power of the formation, shuttling back and forth in the great array, and there is even a monk in the middle of the Mahayana period who died until he didn't know that there was a hundred-zhang law phase behind him, stretching out his blood claws and killing his heart. The existence of the blood phase shocked the Avatar Yuan Infant Cultivators in the great array, and some people even wanted to face the ferocity of the demon phase and the fierce evil phase rather than encounter the concealment of the blood phase.

The most terrifying thing is not the Eight Dharma Phases, but the Devouring Phases that only blur their figures, and the invisible ones that began to disappear only after the Great War in human form at the beginning. I didn't care about the monk who fought to the death, but the appearance of the Devouring Appearance was even more surprising to everyone. As long as it is a dead monk, the vitality, soul power, and even the aura will disappear in an instant, but when they appear next to the other eight Dharma Phases, it is the time when the Dharma Phases are full of mana.

The deity Wang Feng faced the leading middle-aged sword cultivator with one person and one sword, and at the same time that Wang Feng appeared in front of this person, it was a sword behind the three swords unsheathed at the same time. Each sword seemed to have a special sword intent, and it was the first time Wang Feng saw that the sword intent could cultivate such a monk. The middle-aged monk actually said a sentence in the face of Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, as long as the old man is alive today, you can't get close to Fulong City." ”

Wang Feng didn't have any expression, it was clear that no matter what the Song family had paid for these people, one thing was very clear, everyone here had to die. As long as one person is still alive, he will stop it, and Wang Feng's whole body sword intent will face this person's four swords. The three swords continued to attack Wang Feng, and these three swords were already close to the quality of the fairy sword. But the sword in his hand couldn't even talk about a magic weapon, and Zhong Li thought that this person might be much higher in terms of sword intent. But there is not the slightest difference in swordsmanship and sword qi.

The sword intent that had been cultivated for nearly a thousand years all broke out at this moment, and at this moment Wang Feng only had a knife. The middle-aged monk only had a sword in his hand, and he knew very well that Wang Feng was very weak now. The Nine Dharma Ministers left Wang Feng and were only monks at the peak of Mahayana without any special features, but the sword intent of this body made the middle-aged monk feel very surprised. There was a smile in his eyes, as if he saw a kind of confidence in Wang Feng in this kind of life and death.

At this moment, Wang Feng's thousand-year-old sword intent exploded in his body, and the three swords of middle-aged sword cultivation stabbed towards Wang Feng at the same time. Facing the Wentian Sword, the three long swords comparable to the fairy sword began to break inch by inch after bearing a few breaths, until the hilt of the sword became powder, and Wang Feng first encountered the ordinary long sword in the hands of the middle-aged monk with the Tiantian Dao.

The two collided to form the most violent aura in the entire formation battle, and there was sword qi and sword shadows everywhere in the entire formation. The sword intent sword shadow passed through the law phase cultivator of the big battle and slashed heavily on the formation, and the original face of Wang Feng and the Nine Dharma Phases Great Array could only form control over Wang Feng. I originally thought that the attack would be effective, but I didn't expect that Wang Feng's physical strength could be immune to this defense-based trap.

The sword intent and sword intent stalemate lasted for a long time, only the two of them knew it in their hearts, and in an instant, the sword light covered the sword qi, and a seven-inch-long wound appeared on the chest of the middle-aged monk. There was no sadness on his face but with a smile, and he said: "It is my luck to be able to fight with you Wang Feng, but your sword intent is not as good as mine, you are just better than that sword." ”

After the last sentence was finished, Wang Feng cut off his head with a knife, and after facing all the monks in the big array, two hours had passed after a great battle. The Nine Dharma Ministers almost slaughtered all the hundreds of people in the great array. The peripheral formation Wang Feng instantly returned the nine Dharma Phases, and there were more than a dozen knives in a row, but there was a gap in the knife, but he could never break the formation, and a hundred zhang sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

This sword Wang Feng's lifelong condensation of manpower broke the battle under one sword. Nearly 300 people under this sword, whether they were gods or Yuan Ying, had already died, and the three surviving Mahayana monks attacked Wang Feng, knowing that Wang Feng only had one person, and the more than 900 people killed in the frontier were only a few hundred people now. It's just that now after breaking the formation, those god-turning ordinary monks Yuan Ying Mirror are just raising their hands under Wang Feng's knife. Zhang Yang, who was still trapped in the big array, saw that Wang Feng actually walked out of the big battle, and he was still killing people.

shouted: "Wang Feng helps me break the formation." ”

Wang Feng just looked at it and knew that there was not much time left, so he only swung a sword, and a crack appeared in the big array, Zhang Yan was cold, and the big array cracked under the sword. Just like Wang Feng, killing people is just in the swing of a sword. Zhang Yang, who was already close to Wang Feng, said: "Leave it to me here, you go to the city." ”

The three Mahayana monks who rushed in front of Wang Feng were already seriously injured, but they were always fighting to the death, Zhang Yang looked at the three of them like this, and thought about making a move, in Wang Feng's killing, he only killed one of them with one sword.

Towards Zhang Yang smiled and waved his knife in the direction of Fulong City, a gentle and elegant young man looked at the previous battle, and saw that Wang Feng had appeared, and immediately stopped under Fulong City. Wang Feng looked at this familiar person and said, "Song Mingwen, you have to stop me too,"

Song Mingwen was reluctant to fight with Wang Feng, but the order of the head of the family could not be violated, and he said lightly: "Wang Feng, I really don't want to be your enemy, but I know that I, Song Mingwen, know that this day will not appear." I thought you wouldn't come, but you still came. ”

There was not much time left, and it was less than half an hour before noon, and Wang Feng had extra time to talk to Song Mingwen and said, "Let's do it." ”

Wentian has already pointed to Song Mingwen.