A long iron chain, steaming with flames, wrapped around Wu Anguo like a fiery snake.

Wu Anguo did not dodge or dodge, and let the iron chain wrap himself tightly.

The monk who made the chain urge the spiritual power to pull Wu Anguo in his direction.

At the same time, two green rays flew out, and the two flying swords stabbed towards the façade of Wu Anguo like lightning.

"Bang bang!"

Wu Anguo punched out his fists and sent the two flying swords flying into the air.

Seeing that Wu Anguo's body was so strong, a chill rose in their hearts.

The Chained Monk pulled Wu Anguo down in front of him, and Wu Anguo's left fist struck him like lightning, hitting him on the thigh.

"Bang!"

The monk spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew three feet away.

Wu Anguo untied the chain and threw it beside him.

Wu Shanshan shouted loudly: "Second brother, you are not a god-killing trick at all, one punch and one life, that is the real god-killing trick!" ”

Wu Anguo smiled slightly, did not answer, his figure flashed, his right hand reached out, grabbed the neck of a monk, lifted him up, and smashed it hard.

The monk felt a murderous aura penetrate into his meridians, his whole body was cold, he couldn't move, and he was smashed to the ground by Wu Anguo.

Boom!

The ground shattered, dirt splattered, and a huge crater half a foot deep was smashed into the ground.

The monk snorted and fainted.

"Second brother, why didn't you kill them? That's not how the god-killing trick works! Wu Shanshan said hurriedly on the side.

"Hehe, Wu family, it's really murderous!"

A huge fireball, with the sound of whirring wind, flew towards Wu Shanshan.

Wu Shanshan's long sword came out of the sheath, and a fierce murderous aura erupted from her body, followed by a white suit that turned into red, which was the suit that Fang Buyi refined for her.

Wu Shanshan was delicate, raised her long sword with both hands, and slashed down at the fireball!

Bang!

The fireball was forced by Wu Shanshan's murderous aura and stopped in the air.

Wu Shanshan increased his strength and pressed the long sword down, and the fireball exploded, and was blown away by the fierce murderous aura on Wu Shanshan's body, and dissipated without a trace.

Wu Shanshan was happy in her heart, she originally only had the cultivation of the Bone Refining Stage Extreme Realm, but she wore the cloth clothes above

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After the suit, I vaguely felt that I could exert the strength of the armor casting period.

At this time, a green mang shot towards her, and she swung her sword head-on, and the green mang was directly cut in two, fell to the ground, and turned into two broken swords.

The sword monk didn't expect Wu Shanshan's sword power to be so terrifying, and he was slightly shocked.

Wu Shanshan took advantage of his daze, the figure flashed, and it had already arrived in front of him, and a sword stabbed him in the chest.

The man couldn't avoid it, and when he saw that he was about to die Wu Shanshan's sword, he was suddenly hit by a huge force, flew three zhang away, and fainted.

Wu Shanshan looked at it fixedly, and the person who saved him turned out to be Wu Anguo.

"Second brother, I could have killed that person just now, why did you save him!" Wu Shanshan said coquettishly.

"We're not here to make a feud, so we don't need to kill more!" Wu Anguo said to Wu Shanshan while sending a monk flying in the air.

"I don't care, these people want to kill us, so I won't show mercy!"

As Wu Shanshan spoke, she had already flashed in front of a golden light shield, raised her long sword and slashed it hard.

Her long sword was made of 10,000-year-old Xuanbin iron, which already weighed dozens of catties, and was blessed with the unique murderous aura of the martial arts.

The two monks in the mask seemed to panic, their palms came out together, and bursts of spiritual power poured out, trying to repair the golden light mask.

Wu Shanshan's sword came out like the wind, and in a moment, more than ten swords had been slashed towards the light mask.

The cracks in the mask were getting more and more, and although the two monks were frantically repairing, it was too late.

Rumble! In the blink of an eye, the light mask collapsed in the air, turning into wisps of golden smoke!

Wu Shanshan chuckled lightly, swung her sword and slashed at the two monks, but the two monks couldn't resist it, and were cut in two by the fierce sword qi, and the flesh and blood splattered on the ground.

Wu Anguo was entangled by two monks in the late stage of Jindan at this time, and when he saw that Wu Shanshan killed the two monks with one blow, he shook his head, knowing that he couldn't help this rude and willful sister, so he had to let her go.

Seeing the tragic death of the two of them, the two Jindan monks were even more merciless, and jointly summoned a boulder and smashed it towards Wu Anguo's head.

This boulder is about three zhang long, falling from the sky, and the potential road is almost tens of thousands of catties.

Wu Anguo had the intention to stand up for power, and wanted to make the enemy retreat in the face of difficulties, so he shouted, and his whole body was full of murderous energy, forming a set of crimson armor.

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He bent down and threw himself upward, punching the boulder.

The two monks sneered in their hearts, and their palms flew over, and another of the same boulder fell from the sky!

"Boom, boom!"

Wu Anguo's iron fist collided with the first boulder, bursting out with earth-shattering power.

I saw the gravel splashing, and the wind was blowing!

A heavy pressure fell from the sky and pressed on everyone's shoulders, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

The first boulder was smashed by Wu Anguo's punch!

Such a strong body made the besieging monks tremble in their hearts.

At this time, the second boulder had also smashed on top of Wu Anguo's head.

Wu Anguo's fists were like the wind, and in a moment, he threw dozens of punches at the boulder, and the boulder could not withstand the power of the iron fist and turned into powder in the air.

Wu Anguo smiled lightly and fell from the sky.

Although the monks were covered and could not see the expressions on their faces, they seemed to be quite frightened and took a step back.

Seeing that Wu Anguo was just a warrior in the extreme realm of the Bone Refining Stage, and so many Jindan Stage monks on his side had no way to deal with him, he couldn't believe it in his heart.

You must know that even if it is only a monk in the early stage of Jindan, he can already crush more than ten foundation building extreme realm monks.

This Wu Anguo is only as strong as the monks of the foundation building period, why can he fight more than ten Jindan period monks with one enemy?

The masked monk at the head was already thinking: "The martial artist's god-killing trick is really extraordinary!" Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the martial arts family once produced a killing god, who was invincible all over the world, and this killing god trick was named after it! Can't we really help him? ”

Everyone circled around Wu Anguo's trio, and they didn't dare to attack forward again for a while.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and it was clear that a group of men and horses were rushing towards this place.

Within a while, dozens of samurai wearing black armor on tall horses appeared at the mouth of the valley, looking at everyone present from a distance of more than ten zhang.

"Hahahaha! I heard that Daqin's Wu Anguo is also here, which of you is Wu Anguo? Come out and die! The samurai at the head said loudly.

Fang Buyi couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that the armor on these people seemed familiar.

"Tiger Army! How did the Tiger Ben Army of the Shang Kingdom appear here? Could it be that even they have a grudge against Brother Wu? Fang Buyi couldn't help but feel anxious.

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