Chapter 595: Death Battle
However, just as the angle of the spear was about to bend to ninety degrees, the big black palm suddenly snorted, and the whole thing exploded.
The second spear suddenly appeared under pressure, and suddenly returned to its original position with a bang.
But the impact caused by the explosion of the palm of his hand shook Wang Jian and his two spears away.
The old demon of Montenegro was also a little surprised by Wang Jian's strength, but how rich his combat experience was, in an instant, the earth was in turmoil, and the endless yin qi was like a missile plowing and bombing, spreading from his head all the way.
Boom Boom!
The continuous explosions also emitted a thick yin qi, and the terrifying qi waves swept everywhere and shattered one after another.
Not only Wang Jian, but even Yan Chixia was also in this attack range.
Wang Jian, who was in mid-air, saw the explosions under his feet one after another, and his heart was also tight.
But soon, the true qi of the whole body was agitated, and the guns roared, resisting the yin qi bombarded under his feet.
The gun and the yin qi collided, and Wang Jian felt the terrifying power and destructive power in it.
This kind of strange attack method, I am afraid that only the old demon of Montenegro can exert such power. Changing to another Yin God Realm powerhouse, relying on the obstacles of the earth alone, would have to consume a lot of mana.
However, although this bombardment is strong and continuous, Wang Jian is not easy to mess with.
Taking advantage of the strength, the figure was catapulted away, and at an altitude of more than fifty meters, as soon as his waist straightened up, his body stagnated, and he held the spear of Zhanger and rushed towards the head of the old demon of Montenegro.
Yan Chixia, who was not far away, didn't have as many movements as him, but the sword qi that burst out from a Xuanyuan sword shattered the Yin Qi bombardment one after another.
Although this is too far away, and the consumption of yin qi makes the power incomparable to before, Yan Chixia's combat power is also unquestionable.
Wang Jian flew in the sky, and the spear exuded an indescribable luster, reflecting his figure dancing in the sky like a graceful dance.
This beautiful scenery contains the deadliest killing machine, as if the space will be stopped.
It is a move, marksmanship that Wang Jian learned from "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", but now it is obviously a little different from the original, which is mixed with some tricks of "Holy Spirit Swordsmanship", which makes this move, more powerful.
Not to mention Yan Chixia, even the old demon of Montenegro is ready to fight.
A pair of large windows opened and closed, bursting out two rich and extremely fine black lines. The black line is extremely condensed like a laser, not only fast, but also terrifying.
In the distance, Nie Xiaoqian just looked at it from a distance, and felt cold, clenched her fists, biting her thin lips in panic, obviously very worried about Wang Jian's situation. Wang Jian can ignore the risk of death for her sake, which makes her extremely moved and completely fell in love with the other party.
These two black lines were incredibly fast, and they reached Wang Jian's chest in an instant.
But the strange thing is that the black line is very fast, but Wang Jian's marksmanship is shaking very slowly.
He easily resisted the two black lines, and the endless yin qi exploded, but he couldn't completely resist the graceful figure.
Even after resisting the black line, the shadow of the spear roared out of the sky, heading towards the old demon of the Black Mountain.
Seeing this situation, Nie Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief and secretly cheered for Wang Jian.
Yan Chixia shook her head when she saw it, the shot just now was amazing, and the power must be overwhelming. But it's a pity that it was resisted by those two black lines, and the complete destruction could not be maintained.
Today's Wang Jian seems to be very strong, but in fact, it can't be compared with the shot just now.
Of course, as the distance approaches, the power of these gun shadows has increased significantly, and it is not much weaker.
He didn't care about emotion, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand came out of the sheath and shot towards the old demon of Black Mountain.
The yellow qi erupted, shaking the rich yin qi around it endlessly, and the yin qi close to the Xuanyuan Sword was even more shattered.
"Nine days of dragon roar, ten thousand swords fly together!"
The sword fingers changed, and the yellow mangs on the Xuanyuan sword actually became more intense, and I don't know what method Yan Chixia used, these yellow mangs actually quickly split, forming a sword-shaped aura.
These sword-shaped qi surrounded the Xuanyuan Sword, and their power directly rose several notches.
Yan Chixia's whole body mana was boiling, and he didn't need to make any movements, and the yin qi around him was exploded one after another, which was incredibly exaggerated.
But if you look closely, you will find that his face is pale, and there is blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but it is inconspicuous.
Yan Chixia ignored these, and her fingers kept changing.
"Haotian righteousness, all laws return to the sect!"
In an instant, the Xuanyuan Sword burst out with a terrifying aura, instantly carrying all the yellow aura sword shapes, covering towards the old demon of the Black Mountain.
Wang Jian and Yan Chixia both exploded, and they turned the tide of the battle at once, and the old demon of Montenegro fell into an absolute disadvantage.
"Damn it, mortals, you all deserve to die!"
Feeling that his life was threatened, the old demon of Montenegro was shocked in his heart, and he was also extremely angry.
Where did he think of it, just to find the concubine who had already been engaged, and he actually ran into such two powerful little bugs.
Even if he divides the underworld, he can be regarded as a hegemon, and he still has to face these two human beings.
That terrifying combat power is not weak even in the underworld.
Don't look at him just as distracted, let alone the main body, even the entire Yin God has not entered the yang world.
But he knows too well that even if the body is there and the strength is complete, he may not be able to bear it.
At this moment, facing the explosion of the two people, the old demon of Montenegro knew that he could not delay any longer, otherwise he would only waste this distraction, and he might not even be able to keep the status of the underworld at that time.
"All die, Demon Mountain Cut!"
Endless Yin Qi formed a black magic mountain, which erupted in an instant, forming a terrifying coercion that surged in all directions.
It was a strange wave of qi, with an unbearable gravity, and even a destructive aura that annihilated everything.
Trees, buildings, and earth and rocks have corroded into thousands of holes.
But there are two exceptions to this, one is naturally the Xuanyuan Sword that bursts out of yellow mang, although it is attacked, the power in it is still not much weaker.
But if you look closely, you will find that Yan Chixia's face is even more ugly, and even her body is trembling violently, and the aura on her body is sluggish.
And the other one is naturally Wang Jian from the sky, the shadows of the guns in the sky were broken one after another, but the spear still had the sharpness that pierced everything.
Wang Jian was shaken, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he was shattered by the wave of qi when he fell low.
But he was still holding the second spear, agitating the qi and blood and true qi of his whole body, urging the two points of gun intent, martial arts will and killing intent, surging down.
At this moment, Zhang's spear is like a little spark, and the gun intent is in the air, but it is inconspicuous in the dark.
Contradictory feelings, elusive.
But that spark seemed to be on fire at any moment, and no one could ignore it.
Even the old demon of Montenegro was shocked at this moment, and he could only frantically urge the mana and exert the magic power of the Demon Mountain Boundary Cutting with all his might.