Phew!

Zhong Changwen's huge body was like a small mountain, crushing the sky strongly, the war knife in his palm slashed angrily, and the flame giant knife that was hundreds of meters long crossed the sky, as if it was the god of fire wielding a knife, wanting to kill all the spirits in the world, the sharp blade cut through the clouds and mist in the sky, the flames were raging, and the air within a radius of thousands of meters became hot.

A slash actually changed the heavens.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and pushed horizontally with his right hand, "Good come, turn." ”

Nine rounds of golden small suns flew out, forming a nine-fold golden light curtain, the nine suns rotated, and there was a vortex between the light curtains.

The flame giant knife slashed above the golden light curtain, the blade was twisted, the spreading flames were forcibly split, and the nine-fold light curtain was torn open by the giant knife eightfold, but in the end, it still failed to completely tear the last one.

This is the martial arts supernatural power, Jiuyang Qiankun cover.

"Thirty-six red knives, cut off the Hundred Mountains." There was a crimson flame burning in the depths of Zhong Changwen's eyes, and the bloodline primordial god appeared behind him, waving the war knife in his hand, and slashing out thirty-six sword lights one after another.

The flame sword light shone in the air, attacking from all directions, the sword light was sharp, it could cut gold and jade, and the flame was extremely hot, which could melt the iron and stone.

Zhang Wuji surrounded himself with a nine-fold golden light curtain, clenched his fist with his right hand, and shouted softly, "Seven wounds fist seal, suppress." ”

"Boom!"

The huge fist mark shrouded dozens of meters in the sky, crushing the flame sword light, and there were seven dark holes that rotated and twisted on the fist mark, like a demon cave, lingering with black qi, exuding a strange aura of death.

This is the martial arts magic power evolved by the Seven Wounds Fist, the Seven Wounds Fist Seal.

"Puff puff..."

The fist mark struck, and the black qi containing the power of the seven wounds spread rapidly, but all the damage was transferred by Zhong Changwen to the three thousand Red Flame warriors sitting cross-legged below under the operation of the Flame Blood Concentric Technique.

Seven wounds and black qi enveloped the three thousand Red Flame warriors, and the strange attack directly damaged their fragile internal organs through the battle armor and flesh, only to see the red blood spurting out of the mouths of those warriors.

Zhong Changwen felt heartache about this, and he began to run the exercises desperately, driving the bloodline primordial spirit behind him to rush forward to kill, "Damn, look at my magical powers." ”

"Buzz..."

The raging flames spawned out of thin air, and the three terrifying flame mountains hundreds of meters high slowly condensed, besieging Zhang Wuji in the center.

This is the natal supernatural power, the sea of fire in Sanshan Town.

Zhang Wuji smiled coldly, and successfully found Zhong Changwen's Achilles heel, he looked down at the ground below, and said softly, "See how long you can last, supernatural powers, lion roar shattering spirits." ”

"Roar!"

The vitality in his body was tumbling, and a golden lion appeared behind his head, opened his bloody mouth, and roared angrily.

It can be seen that first, there are golden-colored ripples sweeping through the air, and then the ripples rise into the air and fall from a high altitude, as if they are stormy waves.

"Ahhh

The martial arts supernatural power evolved from the Lion's Roar Gong has a specific large-scale lethality, especially under the exertion of Zhang Wuji, a Venerable of the Yuan God Realm, the power has increased several times.

The sound waves of the lion's roar covered most of the battlefield, and tens of thousands of creatures were shocked, they instantly lost their hearing, and their ears were shocked with blood.

The worst thing was the three thousand Chiyan soldiers who were locked by Zhang Wuji, under the raging sound waves, their eardrums were shattered, and their internal organs were also severely damaged, and the three thousand soldiers screamed involuntarily, and it was no longer possible to run the Flame and Blood Concentric Technique.

Losing the source of strength, Zhong Changwen's momentum suddenly slowly decayed, and he hurriedly responded, "Strange fire, Lei Gang Lingyan." ”

"Boom..."

The strongest energy remaining in his body completely poured into the strange fire, causing thousands of silver rays of thunder to fall from the sky, mixed with blazing flames, and blasted towards Zhang Wuji.

At the same time, the fire sea divine power of Sanshan Town also operated to the extreme, and the three Yan Mountains rumbled towards the center, and that posture was to knock Zhang Wuji into powder.

"Divine powers, eighteen true dragon strikes." At the critical juncture, Zhang Wuji no longer hid his strength, his palms pushed horizontally, his vitality surged, and eighteen golden dragon-shaped lights manifested.

"Aung Aung Ang..."

The lifelike golden true dragon twisted the dragon's body, opened its teeth and claws and tore open a hot mountain, the dragon's tail twitched angrily, like a whip of a heaven-splitting god, smashing a hot mountain on the spot, and the dragon's head moved forward, smashing through the last one strongly.

"Jiuyang Qiankun cover, guard."

The fire sea of Sanshan Town was shattered, Zhang Wuji's mind was running, and the nine-fold golden light curtain spread towards the sky, and the twisted deep vortex rotated rapidly, like a black hole, devouring all the thunder flames that had been slashed down.

"Thunder Flame Behemoth, devour." Zhong Changwen roared angrily and blasted out his strongest blow.

I saw the blazing thunder flame, turned into a giant beast in the twist, this beast was covered with silver thunder scales, and its body was full of crimson flames, its lion head and snake body, eagle claws, and reckless ox tail, standing in the air, and its huge body covered the sky for tens of meters.

"Play with fire, then play with you." As soon as the Lei Yan giant beast took shape, Zhang Wuji smiled, waved his hand, and shouted, "Immortal Dao Divine Power, Sun Divine Fire, burn." ”

The golden god fire turned into the form of a three-legged golden crow, spread its wings and struck the sky, the speed was extremely fast, the hideous giant claws poked out, and grabbed the thunder flame giant beast fiercely, and the divine fire ignited the giant beast in an instant.

"Roar... Woooooooo

"Not good... This fire is dangerous. "The Sun Divine Fire that burned nothing spread from the Thunder Flame Giant Beast to Zhong Changwen's body, feeling the aura of destruction contained in the Divine Fire, Zhong Changwen hurriedly ran the Flame Blood Concentric Method, "Concentric military formation, damage transfer." ”

"Ahhh

The Flame Spirit Clan's racial secret technique is really good, and it can transfer damage in an emergency, but this has a price, under the spread and burning of the Sun God Fire, Zhong Changwen, who used the racial secret technique, was saved, but the three thousand Red Flame warriors were going to die for him.

The golden divine fire fell from the sky, covering a corner of the battlefield, and the three thousand Red Flame warriors were shrouded in divine fire on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, they were reduced to ashes.

Witnessing the terrifying scene below, Zhong Changwen muttered to himself in fear, "This... What a terrible flame. ”

The three-legged golden crow behind Zhang Wuji manifested and walked slowly into the air, "Although the racial secret technique is good, it is not omnipotent, next, I will send you to accompany Chiya them." ”

"This person is too horrible to continue." Zhong Changwen was reluctant to retreat, he turned around and fled, and before escaping, he also gave a loud order, "The whole army listens to the order and withdraws." ”

"Retreat!" The order of the corps commander made the Chiyan Third Army, which was still fighting bloody on the battlefield, panic, and they began to retreat in a hurry.

The disciples of the Wudang Dao Sect would not let go of this opportunity so easily, and the small Zhenwu Seven Sword Formations operated to the extreme, "Don't let them escape." ”

Zhang Sanfeng drove Wudang Mountain to move in the sky, "Immeasurable Heavenly Dao, let's stay." ”

Wudang Mountain was suppressed from a high altitude, rumbling to death thousands of Chiyan soldiers, the true martial sword waved, the black and white sword sliced through the heavens and the earth, and killed the three generals of the third army of Chiyan.

"How could this be..."The Second Elder of Lianyan, who was fighting fiercely with Zhang Cuishan, was dumbfounded, the sudden change in the battlefield caught him off guard, but he quickly reacted, knowing that this was not the time to fight to the death, he sighed lightly, "Alas... This place is too dangerous, it's better to retreat first, hit with three swords, and go. ”

In order to allow himself to retreat calmly, the Second Elder of Lian Yan cleverly commanded the three flame battle swords to strangle Zhang Cuishan, not giving him a chance to pursue him.

"Boom."

The black and white Tai Chi was running, Zhang Cuishan waved the war sword in his hand, knocked the three flame war swords away, and the pure yang true power in his body was running, and he roared angrily, "You can't escape, roar." ”

The Lion's Roar Gong erupted, and the invisible sound wave swept through, causing the Second Elder of Lianyan to flee suddenly slowed down.

The Yuan Force in his body was tumbling, and the Second Elder of Lianyan was unable to control his own strength for a while, which made him fearful, "It's not good..."

"Kill."

Zhang Cuishan's body was boiling, the martial arts law was manifested, and he strode forward with a war sword in his hand, his sword rising and falling, and the cold light was shining.

"I... Unwilling..."The sword light flashed, and the Second Elder of Lianyan slowly fell down holding his throat that was spurting blood.

"Retreat, retreat..." High in the sky, a fiery red light swept by, and Zhong Changwen muttered to himself while escaping.

The golden light flowed, Zhang Wuji put his hands behind his back and pursued him unhurriedly, "General Zhong Changwen, where are you going?" ”

"Spiritual flame blessing, turn thunder." Zhong Changwen's heart trembled, he didn't dare to look back, and sacrificed the alien fire thunder gang spirit flame in his body, and the entire incarnation fled quickly with a silver glow of thunder.

"You can't escape." Zhang Wuji's three-legged golden crow flew up behind his head, and he used the golden crow rainbow technique, and the whole person was like a golden rainbow light, and instantly chased behind Zhong Changwen, clenched his fist with his right hand, and struck out, "Seven wounds fist seal, send you on the road." ”

"Ahh

The power of the Seven Injuries invaded Zhong Changwen's body, annihilating his vitality on the spot, and the Sun Divine Fire burned down, turning his bloodline Yuan Shen into nothingness, leaving only the ownerless Alien Fire Thunder Gang Lingyan suspended in the air.

Zhang Wuji reached out with his big hand, wrapped the strange fire with the sun divine fire, and then forcibly wiped out Zhong Changwen's Yuan Shen brand, "This Lei Gang Lingyan strange fire is very good, this sect is the main one." ”

Zhong Changwen's terrible fate, coupled with Zhang Wuji's invincible divine might, directly frightened the retreating Chiyan Third Army, and they instantly turned from retreat to defeat.

"The Legion Commander has fallen, everyone flee."

"That Terran Venerable is too terrifying, if you don't want to die, run away..."

"Don't get together, everyone scatter and flee..."

"Boom..."

At this moment, the third army of more than 100,000 Chiyan began a great escape.