"Wind and Thunder Slash!"

The gray-yellow rotating earth dragon incarnated by Wang Ce quietly shattered and exploded into flying sand in the sky!

The Divine Martial Venerable stepped forward, but was shocked to find that Wang Ce had suddenly disappeared, and rushed forward in a fright, turning around with a violent and ferocious knife. 【】With a swoop, the sword qi is surging and smashes a sand dune!

What about Wang Ce?

Ju Yi, who was on the back of a tiger, roared fiercely, and suddenly struck an extremely violent battle spirit skill: "The first to ascend!" Ju Yi is a Jedi war spirit, naturally not Wu Zun's opponent. However, it was this moment, the gang qi bō shook dàng, Wang Ce was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, quietly taking advantage of the moment, bōdàng in the blink of an eye!

The tip of the sword sank into the Xiōng chamber of the Divine Martial Emperor, and the puff burst out of blood. Emperor Martial of God screamed and retreated wildly, but Wang Ce was like a ghost and refused to stop, and one after another fast swords swept away the yellow sand in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the yellow sand between Wang Ce and the Divine Martial Venerable was rolling and diffusing endlessly, making it impossible to see what was happening in the battle group at all.

Suddenly, a roaring voice burst into the sky: "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night!" The clumps of yellow sand suddenly swelled, like the impact of a bomb, and the expansion explosion sprayed in all directions!

This Divine Martial Emperor was unexpectedly covered with many sword marks, and the sword marks were covered with earthworm wounds on his face, and his angry eyes looked straight ahead, and he retreated more than ten steps backwards with more than one strength, before he fell silently.

It's really a grass egg, if you don't move the three styles of the Sword God, my attack power now is really far inferior to Wuzun.

Wang Ce was covered in blood, and his thoughts were boiling. Half-kneeling on the sand dunes with his sword on the ground, gasping for breath. Suddenly, the sword shattered his nose, Wang Ce raised his hand in lightning, and a burst of energy erupted, and the fragments were like huā butterflies in the huā bush!

Puff p

Before he could catch his breath, Wang Ce was shocked to find that the King of Worry-Free had turned into a ray of light and was blasting like a meteor. There was a violent shock in his heart, and Wang Ce's blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Almost paralyzed on the spot, Wang Ce gritted his teeth, and watched the angry King of Worry-Free slam his palm and fist on the top of his heart!

Wang Ce could feel that his heart was about to collapse and was about to be pierced. There is only one thought in my heart: I must solve the last Wuzun before my heart is pierced!

Otherwise, once the War Spirit Army was completely wiped out by Wu Zun, then he would not even have the only hope.

Another one, and one less brother! King Sanssouci's heart was filled with sorrow and hatred, and he wanted to break Wang Ce's corpse into ten thousand pieces, and the most vicious sorrow almost burst out from the bottom of his heart: "Wang Ce, I swear that you will be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

Sanssouci King slowly stretched out his arms, and the earthy ash qi burst out on itself, spreading, turning into a surging pillar of light, almost impacting the vast sky brightly.

As soon as the arms were stretched out, the sand on the ground seemed to come to life, squirming rapidly, and it was endlessly condensed in the hands. The terrifying aura actually made the heaven and earth sè change and he grabbed it in vain, and Wang Ce was arrested together with his heart!

The eyes of the King of Sanssouci were full of sorrow, as if the true qi of his whole body had hit his heart hard!

With a clamp between his arms, the condensed sand tips condensed into two huge earth dragons and slammed into his heart. With one punch and one blow, Wang Ce spun around, and saw his heart crack like glass and then explode!

A terrifying force came from all directions like a tank, as if it were about to crush him into powder.

"Ahh

"You!" King Sanssouci slowly flew into the sky and grabbed Wang Ce's arms together: "Give me death!"

With a roar that shook the Tianhe, Wang Ce sprayed blood wildly and was continuously chased and bombarded by the two earth dragons, blasting towards the earth like a meteor!

Wang Ce fell to the ground with a bang, and immediately took him as the center, and the earth shook like a carpet and surged outward. The power of the Worry-Free King's blow was extremely shocking, blasting out an extremely deep crater within a radius of 100 meters where Wang Ce was!

King Sanssouci wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, floated down from the sky, gritted his teeth and was angry: "Killing my brothers and sisters is like cutting off my hands and siblings, we will never spare you!"

No matter how strong you are, no matter how strong you are, no matter how strong you are that of a deification master, you will never be a real deification master. It's just a heart, it's just a sword god three forms, and it's meaningless in front of a force that is enough to overwhelm xìng.

At this time, Bai Ma Yicong and the Hunan army, with their crazy sacrifices and attacks that never returned, finally exchanged their lives for lives, a hundred, hundreds of war spirits, and once again drowned the two Dougang masters!

The terrible howl of death made the King of Sanssouci suddenly shake his heart and turn back! The fist was about to destroy the War Spirit Army, but when the fist was halfway, it suddenly stopped!

When a person dies, the war spirit will be worry-free, and the king turned around in shock, almost twisting his neck, and saw a scene that he couldn't believe!

Wang Ce, who was not beaten to death, was also thrown to death, actually moved.

The afterglow of the heart is like a flame swaying in the storm, but it has never been extinguished, but it has swelled at a rapid speed like a splash of gasoline.

The heart is a wishful knot, and the wishful knot is a three-in-one heart.

I get it. Wang Ce vomited blood, stood up with a chuckle, and with a move of his mind, the hearts that had been pierced were reunited, but they were instantly decomposed into three hearts!

A heart like a ribbon, a brush heart, and a purple sword heart! each of them is the face of a sage, and at this time, there are three of them at once.

"Three hearts!" King Sanssouci can be said to have seen a lot, but he is also the only one in his life, and he almost stopped beating his heart.

It was as if the endless army of war spirits roared like a tide and sacrificed a hundred hundred in exchange for the life of a Dougang master. A shocking roar, a shocking three hearts!

Wang Ce patted Xiōng's mouth, only to feel that the most beautiful thing he did before entering the ghost realm was to take away Emperor Lu's torn soft armor and wear it on his body. It was this ground-level equipment that saved half a life!

The remaining half of his life was saved by the heart of the Yellow River.

I was wrong, my mind should not be the original usage, three minds, one main defense, one main attack, and one support. The original usage was too rough.

While vomiting blood, Wang Ce wantonly released the fiercest battle intent in his heart, took a stride, and turned around and pounced on the last Divine Martial Venerable like a ghost.

As soon as this Divine Martial Venerable, who was rapidly slaughtering war spirits, turned around, he heard a furious roar: "Iron Horse Binghe is in a dream!"

The ribbon heart phase protects Wang Ce, and the purple sword heart phase lightning leaps, and the air seems to turn into a war horse made of steel, and a horse has the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping. Almost in a terrifying way, it hit this Divine Martial Venerable!

Divine Martial Venerable snorted, and was shocked to find that this blow had a faint attack power comparable to that of Martial Venerable, and his qi suddenly condensed and dispersed. At this moment, Wang Ce waved his hand solemnly, and the brush intercepted the King of Sanssouci!

Wang Ce rubbed his body and moved, like a golden light, and leaned angrily: "The gold of the glass, you give me death!"

The golden streamer struck the Divine Martial Venerable in an instant, as if it had penetrated through its body with a snort.

Wang Ce suddenly fell more than ten meters away, and the head of this Martial Venerable of Ji Ji soared into the sky! Blood spilled out like a fountain in his neck!

"No!" King Sanssouci shouted violently, his eyes breathing fire at Wang Ce, watching the gods and inisters die one by one in the attack of the war spirit!

King Sanssouci looked up to the sky and roared, Wang Ce, he must break Wang Ce's body into ten thousand pieces! Like a ghost, he rose up, appeared in front of Wang Ce like lightning, and exploded Wang Ce with a punch like thunder: "I see how many hearts you have, I see how long you can last!" With just one punch, Wang Ce really felt this terrifying pressure!

Bang!

Wang Ce spurted blood, like a ball, and was smashed by King Sanssouci with a punch. With his abilities,

In front of the perverted King of Sanssouci, there is almost no power to fight back!

This is still the first level of the realm of the King of Sanssouci who was imprisoned by Emperor Law, otherwise, Wang Ce really doubted that he could hold out a few times!

The roar of the carefree king hit Wang Ce, and the ribbon was faintly about to be pierced.

At this time, the King of Sanssouci raised his hand and slammed into the ground, and with a bang, the location of the war spirits was completely wiped out by a punch.

With one punch, he killed no less than hundreds of Hunan troops.

"Kill, kill, kill!" "King Sanssouci was determined to kill Wang Ce, how could he have any concerns, and his anger erupted in an instant, like the earthen wall of a tank crushing towards the Battle Spirit Army!

Zeng Guofan's Hunan army had suffered heavy losses in the siege, and this time, hundreds of meters away, it annihilated no less than 2,000 Hunan troops in one fell swoop, so that the Hunan army was almost completely annihilated.

When the King of Sanssouci once again blasted Wang Ce, the situation of Bai Ma Yicong did not improve at all, and it was also an extremely exhausting outburst of Gang Qi, which once again swept and swallowed up all of Bai Ma Yicong.

The two war spirit armies were wiped out.

Wang Ce lay miserably under the sand dunes, but he was helpless, and could only watch the Hunan army and the white horse Yicong without a white horse annihilated. Their opponent should not be a master of deification, let alone a pervert like King Sanssouci.

As strong as Zeng Guofan and Gongsun Zhan, the two great Jedi war spirits, they were just shocked by the impact of the hit, and they were seriously injured and leaned over to Wang Ce in embarrassment.

The Jedi War Spirit is already quite human. The two war spirits who had accompanied Wang Ce for almost two years glanced at each other, and when the King of Sanssouci came step by step, they desperately used their battle spirit skills to pounce!

No, the king shouted in his heart. Seeing the two punches of the Sanssouci King, one left and one right, he ignored the Battle Spirit Technique and hit the two Great War Spirits!

The door of the King of Worries is wide open!

This is an opportunity that Zeng Guofan and Gongsun Zhan exchanged for their lives, and Wang Ce will definitely not allow himself to miss it!

The true qi that fought all over his body rushed forward with a roar and rage in an instant, letting his voice overwhelm the sky and making the sword qi soar into the sky!

The sand of the three styles of the sword god does not leak!@.