Dan Qi was like smoke and fog, tumbling and steaming, and a gold-armored warrior rose from it, sitting high in the clouds, more than three feet tall, with a red and golden face, but it looked exactly the same as Liu Bian.

"What kind of means is this?" the general glanced at it, his eyebrows darting rapidly.

At such a young age, this son is actually a fellow practitioner of Xianwu.

It's just a matter of training martial arts to become a warrior, and the cultivation of the immortal path seems to be higher than the martial arts.

You must know that the difficulty of immortal cultivation is ten times better than that of martial arts!

This son cannot be kept, if you have a feud today, it will become a great disaster in the future!

The general's heart was full of murderous intent, and he originally wanted to capture this son and ask about the origin, but he couldn't care so much at this time.

If we don't cut down the grass and eradicate the roots today, maybe the day will be when we will die.

He took a deep breath, carried his qi and blood, and his eyes were cold, full of ferocious and ruthless intent, revealing a wolf-like expression.

"Moonless Sword Technique!" shouted loudly, shattering the earth.

A silver-white sword qi burst through the air, and the energy sputtered eight feet long, the knife light was cold, and the bright moon was also discolored.

The blade of the knife is added to the body, and the head is chopped.

The golden-armored warrior suddenly jumped down from the air, leaping one foot high, his fist as big as a hammer, and he smashed it with a single punch, unpretentious, but restrained in strength, and the air made a loud noise.

Bang.

The general's face turned red and he retreated again and again.

After only one round, he was completely down-to-earth.

This golden-armored samurai is not an imaginary body, but a real one.

It is made of lead and mercury and is as heavy as pure gold, not smoke or illusion, as powerful as a mountain, and its body is burly, and it is three feet high.

Jin Jia opened his legs, his pace was as fast as a galloping horse, turning into an afterimage and approaching him in the blink of an eye, looking down on the general, his fists were like drums, and he was beating with a bang.

The martial artist held the big knife in front of him, and with each punch he blocked, his arms trembled incessantly, and even the men and horses could not withstand the force, and retreated again and again.

"Impossible!" he glared in disbelief.

He has trained to the realm of a military general, and the strength of his arms has already exceeded 1,000 catties, and he has the power to resist the tripod.

What kind of magic does this kid make, and when he practices this golden armor body, the strength can actually suppress him?

Liu Bianke didn't care how frightened he was in his heart, he ravaged his body and rose and fell, his fists and feet rose and fell, the momentum sank, driving the air, forming hurricanes coiling around his body, whining.

The general was in a trance, unable to dodge, his chest was like being hit by a sledgehammer, his body shook violently, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

In the head-to-head duel, Liu Bian beat him to vomit blood for the first time.

"Damn!" the general was extremely angry, and it was a great shame to be injured by a demon in the warrior realm!

His muscles bulged out like stones, and he swung his sword hard, leaving a striking arc in the void.

"Moonbreaker Knife Technique!"

The blade is curved like a hook moon, sharp and snatching, from the bottom to the top, and the crescent-like knife aura rushes up to the sky, as if to cut the bright moon that hangs high for nine days in half.

Liu Bian's spirit controlled the golden-armored warrior and greeted him bravely and fearlessly, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his huge body three feet tall was also blown away.

But he rolled in the air a few times, and then stood still, with two striking knife marks between his arms.

The body of the golden armor is as hard as steel, and the body of the martial arts general is much stronger, although it can only be used once, but it is definitely a rare killing treasure in the Immortal Dao.

This body is difficult to hurt by swords, and it can show its strength on the battlefield without the help of weapons, and attack in close quarters without any scruples.

You must know that compared with marksmanship, Liu transformed into the supreme kung fu of Songhe Wanshou Boxing, and his fists and feet are the most powerful.

"Shadowless Crane Shape!" The golden armor lay across the air, like a flying crane swooping down suddenly, kicking and beating with both legs at a rapid pace, like a torrential rain, and no one was allowed to breathe.

The general's heart was also fierce, as fierce as a tiger, grinning and roaring.

The big knife weighed a hundred catties, but it was waved into a whirlwind in his hand, and the knife curtain fell down, the momentum was wanton, the sharpness was incomparable, and the criss-cross cracks were also cut out on the ground.

The golden-armored warrior stepped forward, kicking his legs in unison, colliding with the blade, and sparks splashed in all directions.

The golden armor is driven by the divine soul, can fly in the air, condescending, and occupies a great advantage.

Songhe Wanshou Fist simulates the shape of a crane, Liu Chang incarnates with a divine soul, and cooperates with the martial arts killing technique, the power is terrifying to the extreme, as if it really turns into a fierce crane, taking off more than once, and can fight wolves and kill tigers.

"Crane wings are spinning!" He spread his arms, and his moves changed again, like a crane spreading its wings, and his body was ethereal, hovering around the general.

His hands were pinched into a crane's beak, and when he hit his head, he emitted a spiral energy, fast and fierce, whistling, and extremely piercing.

The general only felt the random arrows slashing his head and covering his face, and his strength was swerving and vicious, and he went straight into his body.

He sat on horseback and struggled to move and dodge, swinging his broadsword like a net, but it could only block the front, but it was difficult to resist the attack from behind.

"Damn!" the general roared as if he were mad, "the wind is blowing!"

His broadsword spun and turned, turning into a grinding disc with a blade, and if flesh and blood fell into it, it had to be chopped into minced flesh.

As soon as Liu Bian got closer, there were thousands of blades slashing on his body, and the hard and unhurried golden armor shell also left eye-catching cracks.

After all, the golden armor is a dead thing, it has been injured too much to recover, and sooner or later it will collapse.

Liu Bian hurriedly avoided it, played clumsily, avoided its edge, and focused on finding its flaws.

"Linghe points the way!" he pointed like a sword, stabbing again and again, stabbing at the other party's throat, heart, and dantian...... The body is vital everywhere.

The moves were light and agile, like an antelope hanging horns, and he quickly swam around the general, and his body was stretched into an afterimage, like a kaleidoscope, which made him tired to deal with.

Liu Bian is like an experienced beast tamer fighting a vicious man-eating beast, walking under the sharp minions, the slightest mistake is broken bones, but every time the sharp teeth and claws come to dodge, unscathed, showing extraordinary skills.

For a while, Liu Chang actually suppressed the opponent.

But the trapped beast is still fighting, after all, this person is a military general, extremely fierce, but it is difficult to defeat in a short time.

This side fell into a battle to the death, and a shocking shout of killing suddenly sounded in the southeast corner in the distance.

The swords and axes collided, colliding with waves of qi that were visible to the naked eye and tumbling out, overturning more than how many people and horses.

Liu Bian looked back, and saw two thick pillar-like spirit wolf smoke rising into the sky, strangling each other in one place, endlessly.

The big axe slashed down, the force was ten thousand, the strength bombarded, and the ground cracked piece by piece.

There are thousands of spear stars, and the cold light kills, like thousands of birds shuttling in the void, and the sound of phoenixes piercing the eardrums.

The white-robed young man was intercepted and killed by the main general of the army at some point, and the two rode back and forth to fight back and forth, recruiting to put the other party to death.