615 Fierce Battle

Wang An's sudden strength made the masked man and the third prince at a loss.

Qiu Xiang secretly complained, in this way, wouldn't she become Wang An's accomplice.

At this moment, the three sons, their killing intent has locked on Qiu Xiang. In comparison, Qiu Xiang is much easier to deal with.

At the same time, Wang An's fierce murderous aura and killing intent swept in, mighty and powerful.

The momentum is all condensed into a killing field, shrouded in the spot.

There is a feeling of being caught off guard.

At the same time, Wang An walked over step by step, and each step was a little stronger, giving people a feeling that a thousand troops were easy to break.

The face of the third prince changed, and the masked people became nervous one by one.

A strong momentum was issued.

Or arrogant, or aggressive, or weird.

swept towards Wang An's momentum.

The pressure in the air is strong, and the momentum of the strong is constantly clashing.

The space exploded.

Wang An actually suppressed the momentum of everyone with the momentum of one person, not only did not fall behind, but instead pressed their momentum to retreat.

In the end, Wang An's momentum reached the extreme, and a faint imperial power spread, giving people a feeling of incomparability.

At this moment, the momentum exploded strongly.

"Boom, boom, boom" made a few sounds, directly shattering the momentum of the three sons.

At this moment, the three sons and they all retreated again and again, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Without hesitation, they made a move, if Wang An's momentum reached its peak, they didn't know if they still had the courage to make a move.

In this short period of time, they all feel like a few years have passed.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, the sword light is swept, and the spear bombards......

At this moment, the field is agitated, the laws are vertical and horizontal, the light of the Tao is shining, and the text is flying, one by one, one by one.

Condense out the field and strangle a qiē.

The space was annihilated, and at that moment, Wang An seemed to be drowning in those attacks.

At this moment, a powerful divine sense swept over.

It was a primordial attack technique, powerful and incomparable, with a momentum that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Poof, poof, poof", several people spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Wang An's figure has disappeared, no, it can't be regarded as disappearing, this moment seems to have turned into a flash of light, swept over, and all the spirit soldiers, laws, and sword lights have all been shattered.

It is directly in front of a masked man.

A palm was slapped, and the thunder roared.

The violent force swept through, and the man was smashed in the head by Wang An's palm.

Died instantly.

A sword swept from behind, and the law of strength was strangled.

Wang An ignored it at all, and took the opportunity to bombard it again.

When the masked man's spirit was agitated, another punch blasted out, piercing through the body of a masked man.

At this moment, the masked man's body exploded, and another one was killed.

"Ding, ding, dang, dang", there was a sound, and at the same time, countless swords bombarded Wang An's body, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Wang An was unscathed.

The three sons were all surprised.

He had a soul magic weapon, and he suffered the lowest impact, so he reflected it in time and launched a counterattack, but he couldn't break through Wang An's defense.

Could it be a treasure of the Nine Rank Spirit Soldier level?

Just when the third prince attacked again, the masked man also reacted.

The remaining three masked men immediately launched a counterattack, their swords like rainbows, the attacks were fierce, the laws roared, and the light swept through.

At the same time, Wang An's figure disappeared, and even under the shroud of their field, Wang An's speed was still unrestricted.

Suddenly, a masked man became creepy, and couldn't help but slash at his back.

"Zheng!", the sword broke, and a thunderous fist bombarded into his body, and he also died.

At this moment, Wang An was mighty.

Every blow is a thunderbolt and a flash of lightning, and under one blow, it seems to open the world and be unstoppable.

Every punch is unpredictable, so that the masked man has no dodge and no escape, and he has to fight with all his strength and fight head-on.

However, under Wang An's invincible punch, all of them were killed.

Even the top-level eighth-turn spirit soldiers couldn't stop Wang An's punch.

"It's finally clean. It's your turn for the third son!" Wang An's figure was revealed, and the momentum at this moment was like a rainbow, as if the gods and demons were reincarnated, the powerful mana swept away, the thunder shone brightly, and the space around him collapsed inch by inch.

The third son's face turned pale, and he didn't know if he was scared or what.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, are you the emperor!" said the third prince in a panic. was obviously frightened by Wang An's thunderous methods.

"It doesn't matter what I am, you wait to die!"

As he spoke, Wang An strode forward, and his powerful momentum sprayed, and the heavens and the earth were agitated.

A punch shot out of the thunder and shining, the fairy soldiers and demon soldiers rushed to kill, and the light soared to the sky.

At that moment, the space was forbidden, and there was no might.

The third prince mustered up the last courage, and at that moment it seemed to be burning essence and blood, and his attack power was soaring, and he was actually close to the power of a bull.

"Zheng!"

The sound of "boom, boom, boom" sounded, and the top eighth-turn spirit soldier sword of the third prince was actually shattered.

However, when the outside fell, a short sword appeared inside, and the sun was shining into the sky, and the law was agitated, and it was brilliant.

It was a nine-turn spirit soldier, and a powerful sword qi spurted out and stabbed directly into Wang An's fist.

"Boom!" A powerful force burst out, and the third prince was still shocked and flew out, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But at this time, there was a smile on his face.

"Wu Ming, I didn't expect you to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. But even if you are as cunning as a fox, today you will also suffer from the calculations of this seat. Hit the poison of this primordial god, don't surrender quickly!" the third prince laughed proudly.

In the midst of lightning, the masked man was slaughtered.

In the blink of an eye, Wang An had the upper hand, and Wang An, who was about to win, was calculated by the third prince.

Qiu Xiang was in a trance, the vibration was so great that she was almost stupid, and she couldn't react at all.

It seems that compared to these guys, both combat effectiveness and calculation are too far behind.

Wang An opened his mouth and spat out a breath of mist.

"What you're talking about is this, this seat is invincible, where you can calculate, take your life!" Wang An said with a laugh.

As he spoke, another punch came out.

This punch is very different, a punch bombards out, Daoguang and thunder are intertwined, enveloping the scene, and the space is completely locked.

That punch filled the heavens and the earth, the avenue roared, and the killing intent was Pengbai.

It gives people the feeling of ruining everything, which is a blow that no one can handle.

The third prince's face changed greatly, and the Nine Turns Spirit Soldier did not kill Wang An, even if it was poisonous, it was useless.

At this moment, he was really at his wit's end.

Without hesitation, at this moment, the third prince really burned his essence and blood, and his mana skyrocketed, and the mana fluctuations that were emitted were all swept away, crashing into the space.

The unity of human and sword, it is an indescribable sword, extremely strange, shattered, demonic energy churning, and intertwined with Dao and light.

"Boom, boom, boom" sounded constantly, and fists and swords kept fighting.

In the end, the sword light went out, and with a miserable scream, the body of the third prince exploded, and the sword fell.

Dangdangdang has a sound.

At this moment, Wang An's momentum disappeared.

It seems to be restored to that ordinary and obscene appearance again.

Qiu Xiang trembled: "Wu Ming, don't kill me, we are a gang, you can do whatever you want!"

Squeezed out a smile between the words,

However, Wang An ignored it, looked at the spirit soldiers on the ground curiously, and showed a strange smile.

Only then did he say, "Wen Jun has already refined the Emperor Sutra!"

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Xiang turned her head.

Sure enough, at this moment, Daowen and Daoguang, Diwei disappeared completely.

Although Wen Jun's face was still distorted, as if he had suffered great pain.

But it's already refined.

Just when Akika wanted to show her mentality.

A ray of light swept away, and the object was Wen Jun.

At that moment, the speed was extremely fast, and seeing the light, the figure had already come to Wen Jun's side, and bombarded it with one punch, absolutely killing Wen Jun.

At the same time, another fist appeared, blocking the punch that had been blasted past.

At the same time, the sword light flashed, and two muffled snorts, and the violent energy was everywhere.

The two figures faced each other, and the powerful momentum kept colliding.

But at the most dangerous time, Wang An blocked the attack of the figure.

However, he was also hit by a sword, and there were wounds on his body, and blood flowed.

"Who are you?" Wang An looked at the guy with a solemn face.

The man was full of light, and he felt a little upright.

The faces are blurred. Wang Anshen looked over and saw only a mask.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that Wen Jun still has a subordinate like you, not bad! You can call Zhang San, Li Si!"

As he spoke, the man recalled the sword of the top-level eighth-turn spirit soldier.

The top-level eighth-turn spirit soldier-level sword actually injured Wang An.

It can be seen that this guy is strong in combat and is definitely not under Wang An.

"No matter who you are, you don't want to get out of here today!" Wang An said strongly.

As he spoke, he rushed directly to the past, and at that moment it was a flash of lightning, and the power was astonishing to annihilate the void, and the dense thunder bombarded down, or turned into immortal soldiers, demon soldiers, or turned into ancient magic weapons, and the bombardment did not stop.

This seems to be a catastrophe, extremely powerful, it is the Great Thunder Technique.

The man smiled, the human sword was one, the majestic sword aura was overflowing, domineering, and immense.

Suddenly, the two fought fiercely.

Where the light is intertwined, the sword light sweeps, and the figure is not clear at all.

At this moment, Qiu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

greedily looked at the nine-turn spirit soldier-level sword on the ground, that is, the sword dropped by the third prince.

Maybe getting this is also a good bonus.

Immediately Akika is about to walk over.

At the same time, the sword of the Nine Turns Spirit Soldier suddenly shot out, the glow was bright, the law was bright, and it slashed out in the air and joined the battle group.

Qiu Xiang was all in the same place, and then her face changed greatly, the third son, you are not dead.

The natal spirit soldiers were not destroyed, which means that the third prince is not dead at all, why didn't he think of it.

Where the fighting is more intense.

At this moment, Wang An's fists and feet were exact, the power was monstrous, and the mask man was shining brightly, and he was incomparable.

The Nine Turns Spirit Soldier was shining brightly, and the offensive was fierce, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

At this time, Qiu Xiang grew her mouth in surprise.

At that moment, the fifth prince actually stood up.

I don't know where it appeared.

A spooky smile was revealed.

Slowly approached Wen Jun.

Qiu Xiang was just about to exclaim, but when she saw the murderous eyes of the fifth prince, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

At this moment, the head is not enough. The third son is not dead, the fifth son is resurrected, the mask man is powerful, and Wu Ming, who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

She's going crazy thinking about it.

Finally walked to Wen Jun's side, the fifth prince suddenly made a move, grabbed it, pinched Wen Jun's neck, and slammed it hard.

This time, Wen Jun is dead.

Qiu Xiang thought secretly.

At this moment, a sudden burst of imperial power erupted, and the fifth prince bore the brunt of it, and his body exploded directly.

Turned into flying ashes, the mighty emperor swept away, an axe phantom appeared, slashed the past, and the people who fought were terrified.

Before he could react, "Boom!", an axe phantom exploded, and the hall trembled.

The force of the rage swept over a qiē.

Wen Jun showed a hint of a smile, and the momentum at this moment was overwhelming and majestic.

"Ahem, ahem, Wenjun, are you going to kill me!" Wang An's figure appeared.

That blow was not dead, Wen Jun and Qiu Xiang were stunned.

"Mistake, mistake! Wu Ming, don't get me wrong!" Wen Jun said hurriedly.

Qiu Xiang is even more incomprehensible, Qiu Xiang, who has obtained the Emperor Sutra, is definitely the pride of the sky, how can he be afraid of Wu Ming, is Wu Ming very big.

How did she know that the life and death of this Wenjun clone were between Wang An's thoughts, even if she obtained the Emperor Sutra, unless she found a way. Or move on to a higher level.