There are three artifacts in the hands of the six people, but the difference in the strength of several people is too big, after receiving a slight blow, they were directly knocked to the ground by the power of the Heaven Breaking Halberd, Lu Yun suffered the greatest attack power, and there were still a few drops of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and at this time, Tian Zong and the old farmer also stabilized their bodies from the panic, and immediately appeared in front of the six people, and said: "The six of you go to help Tian He, and this old miscellaneous hair will be handed over to us." Tian Zong's voice was like a demon, gloomy and extremely terrifying.

However, at this time, he did have a relaxed look on his face, and said: "I see what else you can rely on to compete with me!" If you are not destroyed, how can Lao Tzu be called a saint-level powerhouse. ”

As he spoke, a slightly lightning-like figure flew out again, like a spring, and a sky-breaking halberd of a thunderbolt from above came down.

Tian Zong was shocked, and immediately urged the ancient disk again, but this time the attack has changed too much from before, I saw that Tian Zong was in the process of urging the ancient disk, the green tendons on his face burst out, and the whole body was almost twisted into a bow, if it wasn't for the old farmer's sickle at the critical moment to strike again, it is estimated that even if Tian Zong took the first attack of the Heaven Breaking Halberd, he had already lost the strength to fight again.

Slightly surprised to look at the old farmer, the attack and defense of these two complement each other, as the so-called offensive and defensive, although in the case of absolute disadvantage in strength, but also did not fall into the irresistible absolute disadvantage.

"Boom!" Sen Leng suddenly flew in a figure and landed directly in front of him, although this guy's strength was strong, but the collective attack of the Spear of Hatred had already reached the spirit level, and even exceeded.

At first, he could continue to dodge through the flexibility of his body, but when the Spear of Hatred gradually became familiar with the magic weapon in his hand, this dodge evolved directly into escape in the end.

The dignified saint-level powerhouse was actually beaten to the ground by a group of god kings, and a slight disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother Sen Leng, this appearance is really unparalleled..."

Sen snorted coldly, his body suddenly exploded, and he flew towards the spear of hatred again like lightning, psychologically speaking, he could not accept the fact that he was abused by a group of god kings, so he needed to regain his face and let this guy who laughed at him know that it was just an accident

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Looking at Tianhe again, the rugged figure has already shown many scars, if it weren't for the help of the six disciples, it is estimated that this guy would have been crumbling a long time ago.

With the power of one blow against the opponent's more than forty king-level powerhouses, among which there are fifteen late-stage kings, and most of the others are also mid-stage or mid-stage peak level, how can such a combination of strength be described as terrifying.

Fortunately, Tian He is not a character comparable to ordinary people, the level of the peak king is not false, coupled with Nuohai's divine hammer, the attack power can only be described as terrifying.

Even if Tian He is too strong, but as the saying goes, one punch is hard to defeat four hands, in the other party's repeated bombardment, the big man finally paid no attention and was pierced by a sharp sword qi from a late king through his left shoulder.

Then there was another sword qi, at this time it was the right arm, seeing that the hammer was about to fall, the figures of Liu Hong and the others appeared in front of Tian He like lightning, helping him catch a lot of attacks.

"Uncle, let's fight together, I haven't tasted blood for a long time." Lin Chen's eyes turned red, this guy is a training freak on weekdays, and he doesn't know what it means to retreat on the real battlefield.

"Young man, you are very promising, I am optimistic about you, but it seems that these guys in front of you are not easy to mess with..."Tian He looked at Lin Chen with a smile on his face and said.

"Uncle, eldest brother often teaches us that when fighting for life and death, strength is only one factor, let's watch the performance of the master." As he spoke, Lin Chen's figure flashed, and he suddenly smashed into the crowd on the other side.

Liu Hong, Luyun and the others all followed closely behind Lin Chen, and the six teenagers, not long after entering the king-level realm, encountered such an opponent, which was a challenge, but also a proof.

The six major disciples, two artifacts, and four super-secondary artifacts, although they are only at the level of junior kings, such a combination of strength is enough to shake a group of mid-stage god kings, and even the late-stage kings have the strength to compete.

The strength of more than forty kings is not something that ordinary people can be underestimated, especially the fifteen late-stage kings, when they saw the six great disciples joining the battle, they immediately divided six people to stop these fledgling little babies

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Doll.

I thought that they were the easiest characters to deal with, and they didn't need to go too hard to snatch the artifact back, but after this king really fought with the six disciples, he found that these children were not fledgling dolls at all, whether it was combat experience or ferocity, without long-term fighting, it was impossible to have such combat literacy.

However, the kings of the upper three realms are obviously not ordinary characters, after all, they have an absolute advantage in strength, and they are seven or eight times more in terms of numbers.

Therefore, when they have mastered the opponent's routine, they begin to organize an effective attack.

Although the artifact was terrifying, the opponent could only attack one person at a time, and such a disadvantage would inevitably cause irreparable disasters to the six great disciples.

At least that's what the kings of the Upper Three Realms think.

Lin Chen's Heavenly Sword had been silent for a million years, and it reappeared on the road of the journey, while the ghost short sword cooperated with Liu Hong's strange steps, constantly shuttling back and forth among the kings. And Dongping's two pairs of bells also began to appear on the battlefield, constantly disrupting the rhythm of the other party, and from time to time sending out sonic attacks, Guang Hao held a blue sledgehammer, waving it around Dongping.

There is an essential difference between Guanghao's sledgehammer and Tian He's sledgehammer, Tian He's hammer is half a zhang big, and the whole body is black, while the sledgehammer in Guanghao's hand is blue all over, and it is only two or three feet in size, and it is slightly weaker than the sledgehammer in Tian He's hand in terms of grade, which belongs to the super artifact.

Although it is a super artifact, it is not an ordinary king-level powerhouse who dares to challenge authority.

The thorn lotus in Yang Ping's hand finally showed up, and every swing of the super artifact would emerge from the thorn lotus's spikes, countless small blue air swords would emerge from the thorn lotus's spikes, and the attacks of these air swords were not very fierce, but they were expensive and unguardable.

The kings finally chose the right opportunity and suddenly launched a fierce attack, and countless sword rains were like meteors, surging in, and there was almost no possibility of dodging.

"balls, it's really irritable!" Tian He saw that the other party actually used such a hunting-like attack, and a burst of annoyance suddenly arose in his heart, his figure suddenly flashed, and his mouth shouted.

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