The moment Zhang Wu saw Mo Chengfeng and Qian Yinuo, he summoned the bone dragon weapon slave, and went directly to the dragon, arriving at the top of the mine at the fastest speed.

Zhang Wu jumped directly from the bone dragon, carrying the ruler in his hand, and appeared beside Mo Chengfeng: "Are you all right?"

Mo Chengfeng shook his head, looked at the army of slaves who surrounded him, and black lines rose on his forehead: "These are?"

Zhang Wu laughed: "My newly acquired little brother, is it handsome or not? You protect her, and when I send them away, we will talk again." ”

Mo Chengfeng grinned, and he didn't know if it was because the wound hurt or because he was shocked by Zhang Wu's words, he and Qian Yinuo were two people who defeated a spirit weapon slave, among these million weapon slaves, there were at least ten people who reached the spirit martial level, how did Zhang Wu deal with so many weapon slaves.

"Put me down first!" Qian Yinuo patted Mo Chengfeng's shoulder, his face a little flushed.

Mo Chengfeng disagreed: "It's okay, I'm not tired." ”

"You ......" Qian Yinuo was angry, but fortunately, Zhang Wu had already turned around, and he didn't see her shyness, so you can carry it if you are not tired, and Miss Ben is not heavy anyway.

The army of weapon slaves only left a position within a radius of thirty meters, the sword weapon slave and the bone dragon weapon slave went up and down, standing beside Mo Chengfeng and Qian Yinuo, and the remaining fourteen spirit weapon slaves stood separately in front of the army, holding axe blades, staring at the five people in the middle.

"Zhang Wu, you are cheating, the exchange meeting is unfair, I ask the Ming Dynasty to judge. The student wearing the costume of Jinding Academy shouted.

The corners of Zhang Wu's mouth rose, and he was indescribably proud: "How about cheating, you have the ability to cheat too." Zhang Wu in Xia Ming Mansion, everyone, please advise, what, if you don't want to fight, then induce the letter to abandon the game by yourself, and go to your team leader to reason. ”

The person who just asked was instantly angry, is the cheating so blatant and arrogant?

"Holy Martial Academy Puyang Hongyu. Among the five people, the only one who was deeply trapped in the army of weapon slaves and did not change his face, he said with his fists clenched.

Zhang Wu is very familiar with this name, and he is currently only behind him in the rankings, fourth overall.

"Zhang Chenhao of Mufeng Academy. ”

"Mufeng Academy Ganyun Pavilion. ”

These two are the same academy as Gu Yingying, but their cultivation is obviously not as high as the latter.

"Zong Wenjing of Jinding Academy, I want to challenge you, I don't know if you dare to go it alone?" asked the only remaining man from Jinding Academy with a smile.

This person's name, Zhang Wu, had seen him in the fifteenth place in the overall ranking, and he was a dangerous person.

Zhang Wu pointed at Mo Chengfeng and asked, "Did the five of you give him a chance to challenge just now?" ”

Seeing that Zong Wenjing didn't say a word, Zhang Wu shouted with a dark face: "Stinky and shameless, if you have the ability, you will single-handedly challenge the million-weapon slave army of this Heavenly Master." The little ones, kill this heavenly master. ”

With an order, Zhang Wu carried the ruler of the town, bearing the brunt, and the ruler of the town smashed directly at Zong Wenjing, and the five big men chased a woman and did not let go, to see if the master of heaven did not shoot you to death.

The sixteen spirit weapon slaves fought on their own, attacking directly at the nearest enemy, and the army of millions of weapon slaves waiting to be fed was even more majestic, with the momentum of splashing your blood even if you couldn't kill you.

Zong Wenjing chased and killed Mo Chengfeng and Qian Yinuo just now, and he didn't even take out his weapon, at this moment, in the face of the attack of Zhang Wu and the two spirit weapon slaves, a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the spear was like a long snake in the latter's hand, and the left and right attacks were very flexible.

The two shots forced the spirit weapon slave back, and the tip of the spear stabbed directly towards Zhang Wu, colliding with the Baxia ruler, sparks flew everywhere, Zhang Wu was directly shocked and took three steps back, worthy of being a strong man in the middle of the Qi Martial Realm, even if his body has been transformed by the holy dragon's essence blood, he can't compete with it head-on, and the spear in the latter's hand is a spiritual martial art, and the attack that the Baxia Zhenqi can resist is limited.

Zong Wenjing chased after him, this million weapon slave army was controlled by Zhang Wu, as long as Zhang Wu was killed, all the crises would be solved.

The swift talisman could not play a role in defeating the enemy in front of these people, and Zhang Wu, who had stabilized his body, raised the shield of the Baxia Town, met Zong Wenjing's spear again, and smashed it over.

At the moment of the collision, Zhang Wu avoided it alone, and appeared in front of Zong Wenjing's spear.

One inch up, one inch strong.

Facing Zong Wenjing's spear, Zhang Wu had a chance only if he got close.

The clenched fist was already accumulating, and the moment he got close, Zhang Wu smashed directly into Zong Wenjing's soft underbelly with a punch.

Zong Wenjing's reaction was not slow at all, and his elbow and arm retreated to meet Zhang Wu's fist.

"Bang!"

Zhang Wu's body, which had been transformed by the Holy Dragon's essence blood, was in a petrified state at the moment, his arm was hit, and his body only shook slightly, which did not affect the battle, but he was close to his fist and fell again, sending a heavy punch that fused eight dark forces.

The corners of Zong Wenjing's mouth were crooked again, the spear wanted to pursue Zhang Wu, the attack of the two spirit weapon slaves came again, and they immediately fought together, and the weakness of the waist ate Zhang Wu's two punches, and he fought against the spirit weapon slave again, obviously lacking some stamina.

Looking at the marksmanship displayed by Zong Wenjing, Zhang Wuhao was envious, this marksmanship was not ordinary, Zong Wenjing had obviously practiced to the perfection realm, and the combat effectiveness displayed was very amazing.

Picking up Zhang Wu, who was dominating the town, he once again faced Zong Wenjing's spear, he didn't fight hard, and rewarded the latter with a punch when he found an opportunity.

Ten minutes later, only Zong Wenjing and Puyang Hongyu were left among the five students trapped in the Million Weapon Slave Army, and the other three students were seriously injured and then burst the letter by themselves, Zong Wenjing had 5 heavy punches from Zhang Wu in his body, and he was still holding on, and the spirit weapon slaves besieging him had changed from two to four, plus Zhang Wu and a total of five people fighting.

The combat effectiveness of these spirit weapon slaves in a single round was comparable to Zong Wenjing, and the latter's ability to hold out for so long had already made Zhang Wu admire.

What Zhang Wu admired the most was Puyang Hongyu, who actually killed two spirit weapon slaves under the siege of a million weapon slaves, and at this moment in the face of the siege of eight spirit weapon slaves, he was still at ease, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"This is the real genius, if there is no weapon slave army, you can still play with a hammer!" Zhang Wu, who cheated all the way, felt a little empty in his heart, and immediately accelerated the speed of attacking Zong Wenjing, these spirit weapon slaves are not easy to come by, and the death of an countless weapon slave will be out of control, and he can't afford to lose.

Compared with the first collision with Zong Wenjing, the latter's strength was thirty percent less, blocking the spear's blow, Zhang Wu saw the opportunity and directly reached out to grab the spear.

The body of the gun was shocked, and Zhang Wu's tiger mouth was directly cracked, which was the power of Lingwu.

At the same time, the vitality in Zong Wenjing's body directly broke out of the spear and surged towards Zhang Wu's arms, this is the power of the powerhouse of the Qi Martial Realm, Zhang Wu only has the cultivation of the Yuan Martial Realm, naturally there is no vitality to resist, once this vitality enters his arms, his arms will be disabled.

Seeing Zhang Wu so stupid, Zong Wenjing's face finally showed joy, and it was all over.

What Zong Wenjing didn't expect was that Zhang Wu's arms were not only broken, but the latter actually raised his left leg and kicked it directly, he raised his left arm to resist, only to hear a click, his arm was dislocated, and his strength was three times higher than just now.

And the Lingwu spear in Zong Wenjing's hand was snatched away by Zhang Wu.

Looking at the split palm, Zhang Wu took a deep breath, almost, both the Spirit Martial and the Qi Martial Realm should not be underestimated, if his body had not been baptized by the Holy Dragon Essence Blood, even if there was a petrification charm, these arms would definitely not be his own.

"Zhang Wu, return my Lingwu, I admit defeat. Zong Wenjing hugged his dislocated left arm, and cold sweat was already hanging on his forehead.

Zhang Wu broke out in a cold sweat, directly raised his spear and stabbed it towards Zong Wenjing's throat: "What are you doing early, it's too late now." ”

It was not only Zhang Wu who made the move, but the four spirit weapon slaves were not idle, and before their attack arrived, the space behind Zong Wenjing was torn apart, and a big hand was stretched out to take it away.

Zhang Wu casually threw the spear to Zhou Tian Yiluo, and the sword tiger opened his mouth to catch it, and the spear instantly turned into ashes. Although the weapons in the hands of these spirit weapon slaves are only at the level of spirit weapons, they used to be more than that, like Zong Wenjing's spirit martial arts, in their eyes, they are not worth the broken sword of the remnants on their bodies.

Knocking out Zong Wenjing, the four spirit weapon slaves instantly joined another battle, and the twelve besieged Puyang Hongyu together.

Zhang Wu did the same, carrying the ruler of the town and walking directly to the battlefield.

Puyang Hongyu's weapon is a big knife, the handle of the dragon body surrounds, the blade extends from the dragon's mouth, only from the point of view of the structure, you know that this knife is extraordinary, seeing Zhang Wu appear, he forced back the twelve spirit weapon slaves with a knife, raised his hand to stop.

"Is this your soul master's method?" Puyang Hongyu asked curiously, looking around.

Zhang Wu nodded noncommittally: "Do you admit defeat yourself, or will I beat you down." ”

Puyang Hongyu laughed and was very calm: "There is no word admit defeat in my dictionary, and in the entire exchange meeting, my only opponent is Lin Lin, even if it is Shen Yanxi, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this." But today you say that, I'm not angry, you do show a little bit of the strength of the soul master. But even if you had a million minions, you wouldn't be my match. Of course, with them in the way, I can't do anything to you, my target is Lin Lin, just say goodbye to you first, let's not change the green mountains, the water will flow for a long time, and there will be a period later. ”

Puyang Hongyu clasped his fists with both hands, and then put the dragon-shaped knife in his hand in front of him, and then the powerful vitality burst out from his body, wrapping the dragon-shaped knife, and the whole person disappeared in an instant along with the dragon-shaped knife, and a small white dragon appeared out of thin air, soared into the air, hovering above Zhang Wu's head, and the dragon's groan resounded throughout the entire army of slaves.

The army of slaves raised their weapons in their hands, but they were helpless against the little white dragon standing tall.

Mo Chengfeng and Qian Yinuo, who were not far away, glanced at each other, which was also something they didn't expect, who would have thought that Puyang Hongyu would get rid of the encirclement in such a way.

And at this moment, an angry beast roar came out from the noisy army of tool slaves, straight up to the nine skies, and the little white dragon who was snorting in mid-air seemed to be frightened by something, and instantly couldn't take care of himself, and the human knife separated, falling from a high altitude, smashing down an army of tool slaves.

The Yao City Lord and the other spirit weapon slaves had already raised their weapons and beckoned to Puyang Hongyu, who was pale, and the space on the latter's side was torn, stretching out a hand to take Puyang Hongyu and the dragon-shaped knife.