Strength!

Powerful enough to explode!

Like a flood that has been accumulated for thousands of years, once the floodgates are opened, it is a tornado-like force that sweeps through the boundless wasteland with a overwhelming force, and it destroys all obstacles without leaving a single piece of armor.

The landslide cracked, destroying the world.

Wang Dong felt more powerful than ever.

He felt that at this moment, he could easily break through the heart of the mountain and tear down the city.

In his eyes, those Xuanjia soldiers were like ants.

The mixed iron rod swept across the wheat field like a 100-meter-long sharp sickle.

The Xuanjia soldiers fell and flew up one by one, and were even directly broken in two, and flesh and blood flew all over the sky.

The scene was violent and bloody.

This was the second time Mu Qiuluo saw Wang Dong go on a killing spree, and he felt more terrifying and crazy than the first time, as if he was seeing a demon god, and it was like watching a tornado wrapped in ten thousand sharp blades.

In an instant, more than thirty percent of the Xuanjia soldiers were killed or wounded, and this number was still climbing rapidly.

What's even more terrifying is that in the face of Wang Dong, who is full of aura, the threat of the Flying Feather Battalion is gone, because the flying arrow can't get close to him at all, and even is provoked by his stick wind, and directly returns the same way, but hurts those archers.

Mu Qianjun has been on the battlefield for decades, I don't know how many big and small battles have been fought, and I don't know how many fierce generals who are cruel and bloodthirsty, like demons and gods, but he has never seen such a battle in front of him, and he has never encountered such an opponent in front of him.

The suppression of absolute power, the perception of one man crushing an army, gave him a strong sense of despair.

Don't talk about those Xuanjia soldiers, even he didn't dare to get close to Wang Dong within a hundred meters.

The stick wind was fierce, making a thunderous sound, and he was also wrapped in the stick wind a hundred meters away, and his face was blown with faint pain.

It turned out that he said just now that he had surrounded the Xuanjia soldiers, not to blow the atmosphere, but to expound an objective fact.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the Xuanjia soldiers have been lost, and if they continue to fight, a thousand Xuanjia soldiers will be wiped out here.

"Withdraw!"

Mu Qianjun immediately made a decision and raised the order to withdraw the army.

However, the situation is no longer under his control.

After Wang Dong swept down a piece of Xuanjia soldiers with a stick, he shouted: "Mu Qianjun, you are also a famous general in the world, the two armies are fighting, and you are shrinking behind, and you don't feel ashamed to watch your subordinates die in front?"

Mu Qianjun's face was red when he heard this, and he didn't dare to step forward to take the move, seeing that the army was defeated like a mountain, there was no way to attack, there was no way to retreat, and he had nothing to do.

"Okay, if you don't come to me, I'll look for you!"

Wang Dong grabbed a Xuanjia soldier casually and threw it at Mu Qianjun, but the latter couldn't dodge, nor did he swing his knife to cut it open, so he had to fight to catch it.

Boom!

The Xuanjia soldier hit him, like a heavy cannon stone, directly blasting him out, and his internal organs were torn apart in pain.

Mu Qiuluo swept down from the roof to save her father, but the second shell followed, she avoided it, and was also hit, and she broke many bones on her body, and was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Wang Dong estimated the time, a quarter of an hour was vaguely halfway over, he didn't have time to continue to play the game of throwing cannonballs, and he used all his strength to show his body, waving the dragon stick, turning into a phantom that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and swept away the Xuanjia soldiers who wanted to escape like a falling leaf in the wind.

A thousand powerful Xuanjia soldiers were wiped out in an instant, and the commander was also seriously wounded.

More than half of the Flying Feather Battalion who came with him were killed and wounded, and the Lord was injured and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This kind of fiasco was beyond everyone's expectations.

Although the silver mask was concentrating on dealing with Pei Guyun and Lu Qingya, he still noticed the battle situation below through the smoke and dust in the sky.

In the flowery and bloody scene, Wang Dong killed all sides with one enemy and a thousand, and the super combat power he showed made him ashamed.

He had seen Wang Dong's attack and had a relatively clear understanding of his strength, so he quickly judged that this sudden outbreak must be based on some kind of secret method, and it was difficult to last.

He silently planned in his heart that once his secret method was over, he would withdraw and give him a sword to completely end it, lest he make any other variables.

With this plan, he had to concentrate on three things, leaving a focus on Wang Dong.

Lu Qingya and Pei Guyun seemed to notice this subtle change and stepped up their offensive in time.

The sound of the eight immortals of the Yulou rose again, and the sound of the piano became ethereal, if there was nothing, if it was hidden in the white clouds, ordinary people could not hear it.

"Da Yin Xisheng, if you have practiced to this level, maybe you really have a chance to defeat me today, but unfortunately, you will never have a chance again. ”

Seeing that Lu Qingya showed such talent, Silver Mask made a rare comment, and then shook his long sword.

Bo Bo ......Bo

A string of firecrackers burst out one after another, and the sound grew from small to large, like gongs and drums ringing in unison, like waves roaring, and like thunder rolling......

The sound of Lu Qingya's piano was swallowed and muffled, and it gradually disappeared.

The sound of the piano suddenly became clear, eager and noisy, and the sound of the silver mask's sword was only a moment, already unsupportable, and became more and more reluctant.

Suddenly.

Cheng –

There was a sharp thud, and the strings broke.

Lu Qingya, who was caressing the qin in the courtyard, held the guqin in his arms and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The thunderous sound of swords suddenly gathered together, like a rolling thunder smashing towards the Huai Courtyard.

A lonely and bland sword intent escaped out of nowhere, intercepting the sword thunder halfway, and failed to completely disperse, but offset most of it.

I don't know if the injured Lu Qingya can catch the remaining half.

Boom –

Thunder fell.

With a click, the guqin was crushed.

But Luqingya disappeared from its place.

It's either teleportation or something like that, or it suddenly disappears, as if it's hidden into another mysterious space.

The silver mask swung his sword away from Pei Guyun's death-entangled lonely sword intent, raising his divine sense to the extreme, and capturing the location of Luqing Cliff.

The eyelids jumped inexplicably.

The heart is vigilant.

A strong bad omen invaded his consciousness.

He forced Pei Guyun back with three swords, and his body turned into a streamer and left his previous position.

At the same time, Lu Qingya appeared there.

He held a cyan short sword in his hand.

"Heavenly Escape Sword Technique!"

The silver mask immediately recognized Lu Qingya's sword technique, which was the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique created by the pure Yang real person!

"What a piano heart. ”

Silver Mask gave a thumbs up.

There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.

However, what made him feel strange was that avoiding the dangerous sword of Luqingya did not completely eliminate the sense of crisis in his heart, on the contrary, that sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

He suddenly realized the third person.

Wang Dong.

Just now, he gathered his divine sense to search for Lu Qingya, and briefly ignored the third person who had cast the secret method, but when he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that the person was also missing, and he had no time to search for the person's whereabouts.

Because a mixed iron rod that seemed to come from outside the sky, shining with fire, like a meteor, was flying towards him.

That's the 3,000-fold version of the power explosion of "Thousands of Miles to Ride Alone"!

There is no secret method.

There are no internal forces.

There is no Taoism.

That's pure power.

It's just that the power is so great that it has all of the above characteristics.

One force will drop ten!

The Silver Mask was horrified.

Only then did he realize that the killing power that Wang Dong had just shown below had not reached the strongest level, and this stick was his pinnacle.

It is impossible to block it, only to avoid its edge.

And general teleportation and light power are also avoided.

You can only use the ultimate life-saving secret technique, the shelling secret technique.

Silver Mask Lightning reached out and lifted his mask, and his body vanished, leaving only a white robe and the silver mask, which withstood the blow of the iron rod.

The moment the silver mask disappeared, Lu Qingya also disappeared.

Her Aegean is destroyed, and she is bound to avenge Jean by piercing the Silver Mask with a sword.

And Pei Guyun slashed out a sword aimlessly and at random.

The lonely sword intent is an idle pen, but if the idle pen is used well, it is likely to be sublimated into a divine pen.

Somewhere in the void suddenly burst out of a stash of blood.

Lu Qingya appeared in shape, with blood at the corner of his mouth, but there was also a drop of blood hanging from the tip of the sword.

"Yes. ”

She said a word to Pei Guyun.

It turned out that at that moment, although the silver mask escaped Wang Dong's frontal stick, it was still injured by the force of the stick.

then

Lu Qingya stabbed him with the Heavenly Escape Sword.

Pei Guyun's understatement of lonely sword intent also happened to hit the bull's-eye.

In the flash of light, Silver Mask suffered three wounds in succession, and it was difficult to heal without a long period of retreat.

......

This series of wars began suddenly and came to an abrupt end.

A quarter of an hour was coming to an end.

At this time, a giant and a leopard suddenly came out.

"Evil comes!"

The giant screamed like thunder.

"Just in time!"

Another, even more terrifying roar fell from the sky.

Wang Dong flashed in front of the giant and punched him in the chest.

Tong!

The giant was punched a bloody hole in his chest, and the whole person flew upside down for hundreds of meters, smashed to the ground, and died on the spot.

Wang Dong felt the volcano-like power slowly subside.

He seized the time and raised his foot to kick the leopard.

The tiger and leopard came from Kunlun Mountain, a fairyland on earth, full of spirituality and very alert, and when it saw that the giant was sent flying, it immediately turned around and fled.

The swift leopard quickly escaped without a trace.

Wang Dong sat on the ground, exhausted.

Lu Qingya and Pei Guyunlai floated to his side, looked back at the corpses of Xuanjia all over the ground, blood and flesh, their faces gradually changed, and the same thought moved in their hearts:

"Will Wei Shuai let him hand over the Iron Token, or let him inherit the Iron Token?"