Chapter 230: Black Dragon Cannon

Holding the Dragon Ball manga, the Barbarian King looked like he was watching the best treasure in the world, and for a long time, he lifted a page with a finger comparable to a rolling pin with admiration, and continued to look intently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was so leisurely, and the remaining three people were uncomfortable.

Qingfeng is okay, this situation is in his favor, although it won't last long, but it is better than being besieged, so although he still has Ercheng Dao comprehension not played, he has also maintained the output of Dao comprehension and maintained the situation.

The Baigu Ancestor and the Blood Ancestor couldn't stand it, the two of them were pale, and they only felt that their bodies were getting more and more empty, and even the Baigu Ancestor, who had always been good at disguise, looked at the Barbarian King with a gloomy face.

Finally!

"Barbarian king, don't deceive people too much!" Baigu Ancestor let out a low snort, no longer endured, and a layer of rich blue light suddenly erupted from all over his body, and a deeper avenue comprehension burst out at once, and the tornado storm in the domain instantly increased to ten, sweeping the wind and clouds, and rushing in all directions with rolling waves of qi!

The fierce wind containing the mystery of the wind blew away the stratus clouds, and cracks appeared in the earth, whether it was the blood path of the blood ancestor, the power avenue of the barbarian king, or the cloud path of the clear wind, all of them collapsed in the shock.

The balance of the four parties is instantly invalid!

Baigu Old Ancestor's robe fluttered, his white hair also flew, and his roots flashed with silver light, like silver wire casting, sonorous! A white hair swelled in the wind, turning into three thousand sharp swords, and attacked the Qingfeng Ancestor who was being forced to retreat a few steps by the Wind Avenue.

Sharp! Endless edge!

Qingfeng Ancestor's Dao robe suddenly shattered piece by piece, and then turned into nothingness by the wind, and under the Dao robe, Qingfeng Ancestor's body was controlled by strong coercion and could not move, and he could only watch in horror as the three thousand white-haired swords aimed at the acupuncture points all over his body.

The Baigu Ancestor broke out suddenly, and once the balance was broken, he didn't give the barbarian king a chance, and immediately made a decision to use the lore technique to kill Qingfeng, wanting to make the barbarian king react too late!

The Barbarian King did not react immediately, but was the Blood Ancestor Zhenren, because of the special nature of the Dark Dao, he reacted as soon as he returned, and a shadow that melted into the void shot out of his body and disappeared in an instant.

And the next moment, Qingfeng Old Ancestor's heart and eyebrows were tingling, and his eyes widened angrily, only to find that there was a blood-black thin sword in front of him and behind him stabbing at the center of his eyebrows and heart respectively!

Crisis, an unprecedented crisis, whether it was the attack of the Hundred Valley Ancestor or the Blood Ancestor True Person, Qing Feng was not sure to dodge, he could only let out a low roar, and all the retained Ercheng Cloud Dao burst out, and the Ten Cheng Dao comprehension once again gathered the collapsed Baiyun Realm, and one by one the white clouds appeared in an instant, and collided with each other.

Visible to the naked eye, the Breeze Ancestor Realm was covered with dark clouds, a trace of barely visible electric light flickered, a slight barely audible crackling thunder sounded, and then a light rain fell!

This light rain condensed with each other just after it appeared, turning into three thousand drops of crystal clear water droplets, facing the three thousand white-haired swords of the Hundred Valley Ancestor.

At the same time, the three-headed divine dog law phase behind Qingfeng Old Ancestor gathered again, and the white light at the sharp corners of the three heads condensed, condensing a white pillar of light in an instant, and shooting fiercely towards the true body of the Blood Ancestor in the distance!

That's right, he didn't try to resist the Blood Ancestor's attack, but directly attacked the Blood Ancestor's true body, trying to make the Blood Ancestor abandon the attack and defend!

Everything happened in an instant, three thousand water droplets collided with three thousand white-haired swords, boom, three thousand water droplets were shattered without any resistance, and none of the three thousand swords were blocked and still shot fiercely towards Qingfeng Ancestor, but if you look closely, you can find that the speed of the three thousand swords has dropped sharply, and it seems to be contaminated by the water droplets, and you can't do your best.

The white pillar of light also hit the Blood Ancestor's true body fiercely, with a muffled bang, to the surprise of Qingfeng Ancestor, the Blood Ancestor True Person did not give up the attack, and let the pillar of light come to his body, and the light and darkness were restrained, but in an instant, the Blood Ancestor True Person's true body and law phase were shattered, turning into countless blood-colored snake-like blood qi, weakly floating high in the air.

And at this time, the two swords of the Blood Ancestor True Man and the three thousand white-haired swords of the Hundred Valley Ancestor attacked at the same time!

Qingfeng Ancestor was stunned in his heart, could it be that he died like this!

"How daring!" The barbarian king finally reacted, and before he even had time to put away the seat, he roared angrily, boom, boom! It was as if the tide was crashing against the shore, and there was an immense fluctuation of power within him.

Ten percent of the avenue of power is released!

Click! The space around the barbarian king's body made a soft sound, as if it couldn't bear the might, and it was about to shatter, and then, a whole ten pitch-black wild dragons flew out of the barbarian king's body, and after roaring to the sky, they suddenly condensed towards the barbarian king's hands.

It was extremely dark, as if it was the source of power, and the ten black dragons formed a circular cyclone in his hands, emitting a deep black light, looking like a cannonball from a distance!

"Black Dragon Cannon!" The barbarian king bent down and squatted, put his hands on his waist, and with a burst of shouts, the cannonball in his hand was sent out fiercely, and the black dragon cannonball suddenly turned into a streamline with the tail light and flew towards the direction of Qingfeng Ancestor at great speed, but the target was the three thousand white-haired sword of Baigu Ancestor.

"Turtle School Qigong!" In the small courtyard, Wang Sheng squirted out a sip of tea again, dumbfounded by the black cannonball that the barbarian king was about to emit.

He was dumbfounded, that's right, the Barbarian King's move, no matter the move or shape, is exactly the same as the Turtle School Qigong in the Dragon Ball comics.

But looking closely, Wang Sheng still shook his head, the barbarian king's move is just an imitation after all, and it is a little different from the turtle faction qigong inside, even if he strikes it in a different way, this move will not be less powerful.

However, Wang Sheng did not laugh at the Barbarian King, I have to say that the Barbarian King is a good person, and the Dragon Ball manga really made him see something, Wang Sheng could see that the idea of the Barbarian King bringing together the ten black dragons should have been obtained from the comic books.

The power of this kind of gathering black dragons together is indeed stronger than a monotonous attack.

For a while, Wang Sheng didn't know what to say, his intuition was very strange, no wonder the barbarian king cherished comic books abnormally, it turned out that he really understood something from them.

The change in the situation happened in an instant, and the barbarian king was slow to react after all, although the power of his black dragon cannon was strong and the speed was extraordinary, it was still a little short to intercept the three thousand white-haired swords!

Three thousand white hairs, three thousand sharp swords, three thousand peerless swords that drive the violent power of the way of the wind!

Qingfeng Ancestor felt that a white world appeared in front of him, his whole body was extremely cold, firmly blocked by the sword intent, it seemed that his blood was going to freeze, and he was in danger!

"Fellow Daoist, you need Wang's shot!"

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still, the distance between the three thousand white-haired swords and himself no longer seemed to be shortened, and an indifferent voice clearly poured into his ears.

Qingfeng Ancestor slowly turned his head to look in the direction of the small courtyard, only to see an extremely elegant figure, step by step with his hands in the air!