Wheel, what's going on?" King Taishan felt a powerful sword momentum and hurriedly asked the others.

The Wheel King frowned and said, "Something is wrong, the strange beasts in this picture scroll can't do us much harm."

"Wheel, why do you still care about this?" King Taishan sensed that the sword momentum was getting closer and closer, but his senses were blocked, and he couldn't lock the specific location of the sword momentum, so he couldn't do anything about it.

"Huh?" When King Taishan said this, the King of the Wheel did not like it, he did not feel any sword momentum, and instead scolded, "Taishan, are you particularly sick in the brain?"

King Taishan didn't have time to reply, and the sword fell on him.

He frantically resisted with his stick, but how powerless he was at such a close distance.

"Ah~" King Tarzan let out a scream, and his body fell straight to the ground.

"What!" The remaining three were all shocked, they no longer doubted what King Taishan said, and at the same time, they all looked around vigilantly, for fear that the next unlucky person would be themselves.

"Why can't I feel anything?" The City King's eyebrows were twisted together, and he said vigilantly.

The Wheel King was shocked: "This smoke and this picture scroll suppress our perception......

With a successful blow, Yan Zhantian and Yan Xiluo were both happy: "It has an effect!"

Yan Xiluo urged: "Brother Zhantian, hurry, make another move, and kill his mother."

Yan Zhantian nodded, but when he just wanted to control the Broken Army Sword, he found that the Broken Army Sword was suppressed by something.

Seeing that Yan Zhantian didn't make a move for a long time, Yan Xiluo also glanced at him impatiently: "Brother Zhantian, you ......

What about ink! After all, this sentence was not spoken. At this time, Yan Zhantian's green tendons on his forehead burst out, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead.

Yan Xiluo hurriedly turned around to look, but saw a figure stretching out his right hand and pulling Yan Zhantian's broken army sword out of the picture scroll. Then, with a wave of his hand, the smoke of his words and sunset dispersed.

"You guys, that's it. This seat will show you what absolute strength is." King Qin Guang shouted, and a powerful internal force instantly broke the "Mountain and Sea Picture Scroll".

Xie Xuan hurriedly put away the scroll, and bright red blood spat out of his mouth.

"I can't help it." Xie Xuan looked bitter.

King Qin Guang twisted his neck: "What a bunch of guys who don't think they can do anything."

With that, he pointed at the position of the three people and used three fingers in a row.

Each finger contains an infinite amount of internal force. He didn't intend to keep his hands and directly annihilate the three of them, and the province had many incidents.

"This—" Yan Xiluo's expression was a little sluggish. At the same time, he shouted in his heart: I can't stop it, I can't stop it!

Just as the three of them "accepted their fate", a sword aura pierced the sky.

In just an instant, King Qin Guang's fingering was resolved.

Yan Xiluo was immediately overjoyed: "Senior brother has recovered!"

King Qin Guang was immediately furious, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Ming: "You damn fellow, this time, I'll see who will come to save you."

"Really?" Yang Ming slowly stood up, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.

Twisting his wrist, Yang Ming's figure slowly flew into the air: "Just with you, you can't defeat me, let alone kill me."

"Arrogance!" King Qin Guang snorted coldly, and hit another finger.

Yang Ming was not in a hurry, and waved a sword casually.

The powerful sword intent instantly defused King Qin Guang's attack.

"What!" King Qin Guang was startled, and his expression was stunned for a moment. When Yang Ming's attack came, he dodged and dodged without danger.

"How is it possible, after recovering from the injury, how can the strength be improved!" King Qin Guang frowned, this matter could be described as quite nonsense to him. jj.br>

King Bian Cheng, who was not far away, after knocking back King Yama with one punch, his figure flashed and he quickly came to King Qin Guang's side.

He said in a deep voice: "It's that golden pill that has an effect, it's not surprising, after all, the emperor's things, every one of them is beyond our cognition."

King Qin Guang nodded in agreement: "Old Bi, Yang Ming's current strength is probably on par with me, so he will hand it over to you, and I will deal with Yama."

King Bian Cheng didn't answer, but the object of the shot was replaced by Yang Ming.

King Qin Guang didn't have any ink, and turned to the direction of King Yama, which was a point.

The embarrassed King of Yama, seeing that King Qin Guang was deflated, hurriedly opened his mouth and mocked: "Yo, Marquis Jiang, do you know that you can't beat it?"

"I don't care about the dead!" King Qin Guang snorted coldly.

King Yama retreated sharply, barely dodging the blow.

He pointed behind him and laughed, "Your twenty-five army is almost here, let me think about it,......" As he spoke, King Yama pretended to think for a while, "You are planning to use these 250,000 troops to forcibly occupy Apocalypse City."

"With Apocalypse City as a springboard, and with 250,000 troops in hand, the entire Beili is already within reach."

King Qin Guang smiled contemptuously, "Even if you know, so what? Just a few of you can't change the general trend!"

King Yama shook his head: "No, if I knew that it was a dead end, I would not have appeared, and Yang Ming and they would not have come to Apocalypse City either."

"Tricks!"

King Qin Guang shouted, "Soul Finger!"

As soon as the words fell, black mist appeared between his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the black mist enveloped the entire Apocalypse City.

"Hey, you've made a great move." King Yama waved the brush in his hand unhurriedly, "Draw the galaxy!"

In the black mist, a burst of starlight flickered, and they quickly converged, forming a rushing galaxy.

At the same time, wisps of dark green smoke rushed out of the black mist, turning into a huge finger and pressing towards the king of Yama.

Still, dead silence.

The huge stars were like an iron wall, cutting off King Qin Guang's fingers.

And above the stars, it seems that there is an endless suction, sucking all the dust and rocks on the ground into it.

The size of the stars is also getting bigger and bigger, and the suction power is getting stronger and stronger.

"Damn, underestimate you." Feeling that his figure was being sucked in, King Qin Guang scolded and hurriedly retreated.

"Dare to be distracted." Seeing that King Bian Cheng wanted to support him, Yang Ming hurriedly went up to entangle.

The four swords flew together, falling in the four directions of King Bian Cheng.

"Falling Thunder Sword Array, huh!" King Bian Cheng's face became more and more gloomy.

Looking at the growing stars, if he didn't make the effort to dissolve them, when it reached a critical point, the power generated by the explosion would be enough to annihilate the entire Apocalypse City.

Of course, he wouldn't care about the lives or deaths of the citizens in Apocalypse City; He was concerned about the 250,000 troops not far from here. Once the entire army is wiped out, their plans will be delayed for at least another month.

"Boom!"

King Bian Cheng's right hand was clenched into a fist, his arm was slightly bent back, and a punch slammed out.

The powerful fist smashed the sword array in an instant, and the remaining fist smashed to the ground.

"Boom~", the whole ground trembled.

The already dilapidated city collapsed in an instant.

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