The "Ahhh

It felt like his voice was about to tear apart.

Everyone around me felt a little unwell.

Suddenly, Lu Guifei spit out a mouthful of blood, her face turned pale, she retreated again and again, and said to King Wu: "Your Majesty, the concubine can't bear it!"

The Bauhinia Fairy looked at Cheng Yangxi in the field, frowned slightly, shook her slender jade hand slightly, and took a green pill into her hand, handed it to Lu Guifei beside her, and said, "Take this solid Peiyuan pill." ”

Lu Guifei thanked gratefully, hurriedly took the Guben Pei Yuan Dan, and sat down.

Seeing this, King Wu hurriedly said to the martial kings around him: "Protect the concubine, it's okay for the widow to wear imperial armor!"

The Martial Kings glanced at each other.

One of them roared, "Infinite Lock Array!"

All the martial kings pinched the trick together.

Spiritual energy gushed out of their bodies quickly, converging into a huge Tai Chi Pisces pattern, blocking in front of everyone.

Suddenly, on the side of the Tai Chi Pisces pattern, the sound stopped abruptly.

Lu Guifei stood up tremblingly, walked to King Wu's side, and said apologetically: "Your Majesty, the concubine is dragging her feet. ”

King Wu shook his head, took Lu Guifei Lou in his arms, and said with concern: "It's okay." But how are you doing? If you can't hold on, go back and rest. ”

Lu Guifei shook her head and said, "It's much better now." And there is an infinite shrinking array in front of it, and there is no hindrance. It's just that this Cheng Yangxi is really amazing! Just with this roar, the concubine can't bear it, and it's no wonder that Su Ming is not his opponent. ”

King Wu nodded, and said with a smile: "Your father is really a caring person of the widow, even if he returns to his hometown, he can still find such a peerless genius for the widow!"

Lu Guifei smiled skillfully.

In the field, Cheng Yangxi roared until now, and the gray murderous aura wrapped around him, and it quickly formed the upper body of a huge gray figure!

Its face is blurry, and it is difficult to see the face.

However, it can be faintly discerned that this is a young man.

At the moment, it is closing its eyes.

When this huge figure was completely formed, Cheng Yangxi's roar suddenly stopped.

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Cheng Yangxi raised his head, glanced around, and then pinched his hands, slammed them together, and shouted: "Ten Thousand Weapons Dynasty Sect!"

"Poof!"

A soft sword suddenly flew out of Lu Guifei's body and shot straight towards Cheng Yangxi!

Then, the swords hanging from the waists of the Praetorian guards all around!

Then, there are the weapons in the hands of the Praetorian guards around them!

All the weapons, as if they had been summoned, shot straight towards Cheng Yangxi!

The sky of the entire palace was instantly covered with countless sharp blades!

Wu Longjun pressed the sword at his waist with his right hand.

His face was shocked.

You must know that weapons and armor are collectively referred to as magic weapons, and according to the quality, they are divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, spirit treasures, treasure weapons, demigod weapons and artifacts, and each level is divided into three levels: lower, middle and upper.

When the treasure is reached, it has the machine spirit, and the machine spirit has absolute loyalty to the master.

However, now, his high-grade treasure weapon, the Purple and Green Sword Weapon Spirit, actually came with ecstasy and the will to worship!

I want to get out of his grasp!

"This, what kind of skill is this?!" Wu Longjun held his sword and trembled violently.

Bauhinia Fairy said: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Martial God, and it is the only disciple, this kind of qualification, indeed, is rare in the world." Skill exercises are divided into nine grades, and the Ten Thousand Weapons Dynasty Sect, generally speaking, is an extremely complex swordsmanship skill that can only be cultivated at the level of a martial king. He was able to show a low-level martial artist, and Su Ming would be defeated under him, saying that it was 'unexpected' was actually modest. ”

Wu Longjun's eyes lit up.

Looking down at the saber in his hand, he suddenly let go of his five fingers.

The saber suddenly turned into a purple ray, shot towards Cheng Yangxi, and finally stopped above Cheng Yangxi's head, the closest position to him.

Cheng Yangxi glanced at Wu Longjun and didn't say anything.

The next moment, his hands that were clinging to each other suddenly closed, turning into a fist with his left hand, a palm with his right hand, and a fist palm.

An angry roar rushed out of his throat: "Sword Spirit Protector!"

The blades that covered the sky and the sun all slammed down, and finally they were stacked one by one in the position of the figures.

The sound of "rubbing" is endless.

Ten breaths later, a figure wearing armor and helmets with countless blades stacked on top of his body, even covering his face, appeared in front of everyone.

The figure chuckled lightly and said, "Master Su Zhe, I've already made preparations, you can guide me at any time!"

Everyone around wiped a handful of cold sweat from their foreheads.

It's scary to have this kind of battle before the fight starts.

Moreover, this figure, which is composed of various sharp blades, can it really be broken?

No one answered the figure.

After nearly ten breaths, just when everyone was a little anxious, on the left shoulder of the figure, the sharp blade suddenly cracked, and thousands of sharp blades rushed towards the void, like a poisonous snake chasing its prey!

However, the blade only lasted two breaths before returning to its original position.

After another ten breaths, the figure's abdomen cracked open again, and thousands of sharp blades surged towards the void.

It only lasted two breaths before returning to its original position.

Everyone looked at this scene with some blankness.

What happened in the field?

King Wu looked at the Bauhinia Fairy expectantly and said, "National Teacher, what does this mean?"

The Bauhinia Fairy said with a very solemn face: "Cheng Yangxi drove the blade to form a sword array, and the sword array cooperated with the summoned instrument spirit to automatically protect the master. Every time a sharp blade poured out, it meant that Su Zhe was close to the attack range of the sword spirit protector. The skill of Sword Spirit Body Protection really takes too much time, but if there is a teammate to help withstand the enemy's attack, let Cheng Yangxi show this skill——"

The Bauhinia Fairy exhaled lightly and said, "As long as his cultivation reaches the level of the Martial King or even the Martial God, or, on the battlefield, he is a moving copper wall and iron wall, invincible." ”

King Wu's face was ecstatic: "It's so powerful!"

Hurriedly looked at the general Yang Yuan, and King Wu said, "General, you will too, right!"

Yang Yuan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister will not. This is the ultimate skill of kendo, and Lao Chen is practicing swordsmanship, and he has not practiced it. ”

King Wu suddenly looked disappointed.

At this moment, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

I saw that there was only one sharp blade gushing out of ten breaths, but now, all the sharp blades in the field poured out, staggered in the field!

Once again, the entire field was covered with blades that covered the sky and the sun.

The Bauhinia Fairy shook her head and said: "No, the opponent is him, the person who has no trace and stealth skills to assist in the extreme, the sword spirit body protection can't hold it, and one move will determine the outcome - it's now!"

As soon as the Bauhinia Fairy finished speaking, a streamer of light in the void instantly burst out, turning into a huge dragon dragon head and slamming into the figure's right shoulder.

"Boom".

The blades that covered the sky and the sun fell to the ground in unison.

The figure collapsed, revealing Cheng Yangxi, who had a languid face inside, coming out!

Seeing that the dragon head was about to swallow Cheng Yangxi, with a sad roar, the dragon head collapsed and turned into a golden gun, and the tip of the spear stopped steadily at the center of Cheng Yangxi's left eyebrow.

At the end of the barrel of the golden gun, a middle-aged man wearing a black iron armor, a black hairband on his head, and a gloomy face snorted coldly, and his figure and golden gun disappeared in an instant.