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The mountains were like dormant dragons, winding and circling, with only huge black shadows, forming a moat that blocked anything that wanted to break through. A person the size of a grain of rice really doesn't have the courage to climb over such a mountain range.

Fortunately, there is a gap in the middle of the mountain.

However, there were countless dignified soldiers standing at the fracture, and the killing aura drank everything back, including the rich Hongmeng qi.

Wang Shi looked at everything that became clearer and clearer, and his speed did not change in the slightest, facing the slaughter, as if he was facing the spring breeze, and walked forward.

More and more people were exposed, and the sound of Wang Shi's footsteps became clearer and clearer, echoing into everyone's ears.

Fifty steps.

Everything can be seen clearly.

The shadows of the towering mountains all around, the valley of the sky, the people and swords, the murderous gaze, and the poor man standing in front of everyone.

Wang Shi came alone.

In front of him were thousands of troops, and the invisible murderous aura was more like a rolling dragon, which was contained in front of Wang Shi's footsteps, cutting the earth with countless scars.

It was precisely because Wang Shi came that the poor Wu did not give the order for everyone to rush forward. The trap originally set up was to prevent Wang Shi from escaping, but since he didn't flee at this time, there was no need to rush all of them.

As the inheritor of the Seven Great Dynasties, the poor vultures have their own pride, but whenever he makes a move, he definitely doesn't need any extra help.

The originally designed plan has no need to be implemented, and I'm afraid everyone's hearts are slightly relieved, after all, it is a good thing not to have to go up and work hard by yourself.

Only the three people who captured Shi Kefa and the others before felt a little lost, after all, such a feat could not fall on their heads, and they had worked in vain before.

Although everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the cold murderous aura in their eyes did not weaken in the slightest, and everyone knew very well what kind of battle they were going to face.

A person can come calmly, even in the face of the momentum of thousands of people, without the slightest retreat, what kind of killing god should this be?

The legend that the slaughter of 1,000 people in "Dingyue" should be true, and the defeat in Qiannan City proves the horror of this person.

Looking at Wang Shi, who was gradually approaching, everyone's hearts were constantly increasing, I am afraid that there is no poor Wu sitting here, and everyone will not be able to bear such pressure for a long time, and they have taken action.

There are no more threads left in the air that bear the weight of the threads, and each time they break, the suffocation is doubled. It was as if people had been covered with a membrane and completely imprisoned in place.

I'm afraid that if I shoot now, I can't use the spirit technique I am most familiar with, but I can't use it well.

Thankfully, most of the pressure was borne by the poor vultures in front of us.

Just one person, walking slowly like this, has such momentum, if it is really thousands of people competing against it, there is really no certainty of victory, I am afraid that it will be washed away in an instant.

Fifty steps, it was already very close, Wang Shi did not move forward, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the majestic person in front of him.

Among the tens of thousands, this is the only general!

The poor vulture's eyes were open, like a messenger of hell, staring at the weak soul, as if he could see the weak soul away with just a look.

This is a god who stands tall in the world, and all things need to be worshipped!

The inheritors of the Seven Great Dynasties are not at all those powerhouses they have encountered before, and they are not at the same level at all. Even Wang Shi at this time, in the face of poverty, he had a very strong sense of oppression.

Suddenly, the poor man stood up, and as he stood up, it was as if the mountains behind him had been lifted, and a wall was immediately erected in front of everyone's eyes, and it pressed against their hearts so vividly that they could not breathe.

"Who's coming?!"

A thunderous sound came out, sweeping away all the floating earth on the ground. Under such a strong sound, one would even suspect that the ground had cracked.

Wang Shi was like a lone tree in the wilderness, facing the impact, swaying slightly, but soon returned to its original state, and said calmly: "Wang Shi." ”

Plain words, but like the arrogant pine and cypress, let the wind sweep.

"I am a poor vulture of the Demon Yan Dynasty!

One word represents a thunderstorm, and all of it fell down at this time, as if it had been bombarded into ruins by the thunder in front of him, and only the poor Wu towering between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the surrounding crowd rang out, like war drums, and at the same time erupted into a roar, forming a strong wind like a river tide, and swept out in a line.

"Drink!"

The wind carried thunder, and instantly descended on Wang Shi's body, pouring down without reservation. The steel and iron bones will also be crushed under such an impact.

There is no doubt that Wang Shi's momentum has been compressed into a single point, and he can no longer fight back.

In the face of so many people, coupled with poverty, Wang Shi seemed to have lost all his chances of winning.

The battle was pushed to a flashpoint in an instant, and it could happen in an instant.

Wang Shi faced all the wind and thunder and stood still.

Feng Mo knife.

Slowly, he pulled out the sword, which looked rather graceful.

Holding the knife in one hand, the blade is very long, and the upper floor is engraved with exquisite phoenix patterns, making the whole knife look like the tail of the phoenix, and the most reasonable blade curve is used to kill people smoothly.

Horizontal knives.

Rotary knives.

Blade Warped!

Suddenly, Wang Shi's gaze became the sharpest knife.

At the same time, the poor man took a step forward, and a huge bronze pestle fell from the sky and landed on his hand.

In an instant, it was as if the trolls stood up from the heavens and the earth, and the earth was covered with pitch-black demonic flames, and everything surrendered to the trolls' feet, and the trolls' conquest began.

Syllable!

The last thread in the air snapped, and the weight it was bearing fell to the ground, and both rushed out at the same time, setting off a wave that covered everything.

"Drink!"

The crowd erupted in the most neat roar again, forming an unusually high wall, blocking the momentum of the impact, otherwise their bodies might not be able to withstand this simple impact.

The battles of the top powerhouses are no longer something that ordinary people can participate in, and they are not even qualified to watch them.

The mountains behind it immediately shook, and rocks of various sizes began to roll down.

The earth cracked in an instant, and between Wang Shi and the poor vultures, an abyss went straight out!

The two collided together in an instant!

Like the landing of the entire mountain range, the demon pestle seemed to contain the weight of a star, and it fell down fiercely, and the earth instantly sunken down, showing cracks like cobwebs, and I don't know where it spread.

In comparison, the very light Feng Mo knife actually carried the descending demon pestle.

The poor body, like a real giant, swung it fiercely, and the demon pestle in his hand instantly became something as light as a feather, and it was smashed countless times in an instant.

Simply competing for strength, no one can compare with each other.

Like the poor of a giant, the speed of the battle was not slow at all, even three points faster than Wang Shi, so that Yan Gui's sword technique did not hit him.

For Wang Shi to be able to take his own blow lightly, Qian Wu was already quite surprised, after all, so far he had not met anyone who could compete with him, and he had faced the enemy before, and he could blast the opponent into pieces with one punch.

It was precisely because his own strength was blocked that the poor vulture's fighting spirit soared, and he burst out with even more violent power and vented down.

Surrounded by green energy, the desolate dragon energy had been transported to the extreme, all of which were transported to his hands, so that Wang Shi could resist the attack of the poor vultures.

Even so, Wang Shi's wrist was slightly numb.

In the face of the indescribable power of the poor vultures, even the desolate dragon strength could not compete with it.

Wang Shi's expression did not change at all, but he brazenly slashed out and met the attack from the sky, without flinching a step.

Wang Shi, who had already lost all his momentum, was even more able to defend and passively undertake all the attacks under the furious attacks of the poor vultures at this time.

The two people with very different body shapes, like hamsters facing fierce tigers, both attacked furiously, and the weapons in their hands collided countless times in an instant, and the fireworks reappeared before they disappeared.

The ground is no longer like a spider's web, but a dense crack like light, spreading infinitely from the center point, one after another, intertwined with each other, cutting the ground to pieces, and countless collapses occur.

In such a violent battle, anyone who gets involved will face an instant tragic death. The previous strong people such as Lonely Thousand Strength couldn't get close to each other.

The impact of the blink of an eye just now had not yet been transmitted, and people could not see what was really happening on the two sides of the war, only that the cracks in the ground were getting denser and denser.

Airplanes!

The furious onslaught strikes again!

"Drink!"

Even if everyone has reacted in a timely manner, it is still impossible to avoid casualties, and the aftermath of the battle alone will stun countless people, which is still the best result.

While frightened, all eyes were on the center of the battle.

At this time, the little red flower and oil flower finally arrived, but they all stayed a hundred steps away, looking at Wang Shi from a distance, knowing that they didn't need to move forward.

Youhua no longer hid his figure at this time, his hands hung down, stood beside Xiao Honghua, looked at Wang Shi's back, and said, "What do you think he has a chance of winning?"

A hint of clarity flashed in Xiao Honghua's eyes, and she said firmly: "Five-five." ”

Such an answer is very fair, it is completely a conclusion reached after measuring the strength of the other party, and it is even a little biased towards Wang Shi, so he said this probability.

Youhua's gaze became deeper, looking at Wang Shi who was fighting fiercely, he just smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.