Chapter 119: Twist
As soon as Zhao Baikong, whose face was hideous and twisted, rushed out of the impact range of the explosion, he saw a hammer slamming towards him!
Right in the middle of the heart!
Zhang Shan had no reservations, burst out with all his strength, and smashed Zhao Baikong's shattered mana barrier with a hammer, cracking his skull!
Zhao Baikong flew back directly upside down and fell back into the explosion range.
"Quick! Don't stop! Keep up the output! Kill him, and everyone will be safe! Zhang Shan shouted, and quickly flew away from his location and came to the direction of the same gate of Zhenyuan Temple.
Seeing Zhang Shan's actions so decisive, many people secretly regretted it.
How good it is to stay in that position, you can include one of them in the attack!
Wouldn't it be beautiful to eradicate two obstructive objects at once!
Feeling those malicious eyes, Zhang Shan snorted coldly.
But there was no seizure.
Now Zhao Baikong is the most important thing, and the rest will be slowly liquidated in the future.
Glancing at the same door, a few people I knew were still alive, and the others were a little less.
They were all unlucky, some of them died in the wave of Zhao Baikong's attack, and the other part died too close to Zhao Baikong!
Eye contact with the door nodding, then looking at the explosion.
The killing moves of the crowd have been exhausted, and at this time they are using their martial arts and bombarding from a distance.
Zhang Shan was not idle, performing the moves in Chunyuan's palm, and bombarded the fireworks.
"Don't be too arrogant!" Zhao Baikong roared angrily, and the surging mana opened a huge barrier, blocking all attacks.
The fireworks that rose in the roar were "popped" and dispersed.
At this time, Zhao Baikong became even more embarrassed, and his breath weakened a lot.
In order to resist the killing moves of the nineteen sect monks, he consumed too much mana.
In the end, he couldn't block it all, causing his body to be traumatized, and in the process, he lost a lot of mana.
Plus the secret method of counterattacking, and the injury is added.
These made Zhao Baikong's combat power plummet.
In contrast, the martial arts used by the cultivators after they were used up brought the least damage to Zhao Baikong.
It only caused him a small injury at the beginning.
The follow-up almost didn't leave a small hole on him!
The disparity in destructive power is stark.
Zhao Baikong looked at the cultivators coldly, and then looked at his left arm, which was only half an arm.
Suddenly laughed madly.
The appearance of madness is terrifying.
"It's my fault."
"Because you are all just innate cultivators, I underestimated you, thinking that I could crush you with one hand, but I didn't expect that you could unite and let me suffer such a heavy blow!"
Zhao Baikong said as he spoke, and roared again.
"Damn! You all deserve to die! ”
"A group of ants actually humiliated me!"
"I'm going to kill you! Let you all die a miserable death! ”
Zhao Baikong's emotions were completely out of control, like a madman.
Zhang Shan and others were extremely vigilant.
Injured tigers and wolves are the most dangerous!
Even Zhao Baikong, who was hit hard at this time, still has the power to surpass them!
In the midst of the crazy laughter, Zhao Baikong's figure disappeared.
Except for Zhang Shan, no one captured him.
Zhang Shan only saw it clearly, which was better than only seeing the afterimage at the beginning, but he still couldn't keep up.
When he turned his head, the screams rang out one after another.
Zhao Baikong is grabbing one by one the innate monks to eat raw!
He used his magic skills, grabbed a monk with one arm and shook it, and twisted it directly into a twist.
Flesh and bones are tangled together.
Bite it straight into the bloody mouth!
Swallow the flesh twist flower into your stomach in three or two bites!
In a few moments, he swallowed several monks!
Such a demonic act made all the cultivators tremble and be frightened when they saw it!
"Not good! He's devouring flesh to recover from his injuries! ”
"Quick! Reunite the crowd! We can't stop him alone! ”
The nineteen sect cultivators panicked and quickly flew towards the True Yuan Temple.
They knew very well that even if they wanted to regather everyone's strength, they still needed Zhang Shan as the core.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to stop Zhao Baikong!
Previously, Zhao Baikong entered the middle of the cultivators, but he was besieged by the cultivators because of his mistakes.
But it also interrupted the unity of the forces of the cultivators.
Now the Nineteen Sects need to be regrouped.
However, there are many fewer people in each sect who are qualified to take the lead than before!
They were partially killed.
There is also a part that is too far away from the True Yuan Temple, and was stopped by Zhao Baikong who was blocking in the middle, and he couldn't get over!
"Quick, inject your true qi into my body!"
"Everyone, the True Pill Magic Weapon that can still be controlled will be activated!"
Zhang Shan began to dominate the monks who had gathered.
With him as the core, the remaining masters of each sect are the transit point, gathering the power of all cultivators.
But this gathered power is less than forty percent of the previous one!
And the hole cards in the hands of the cultivators have also been emptied!
Gaze intently.
Zhao Bai's breath, which was constantly devouring the monk, was gradually recovering.
His broken arm, chest and abdomen, are even more fleshy, constantly squirming, he is constantly recovering!
"Zhao Baikong, this guy, actually frantically devoured the flesh and blood of the monks, did he give up condensing blood crystals?"
"It can't go on like this!"
Zhang Shan's eyes froze.
No matter what Zhao Baikong thinks now, he still simply has an emotional breakdown and is out of control.
It's not good to go on like this.
"Hah!" Zhang Shan gathered the true qi in his body and injected it into the shattered loess shield.
The muscles of the arm swelled and swelled more than a few times.
Explosive pneumatic condensation.
"Go!"
Zhang Shan threw the loess shield.
The majestic true qi and strength were added to it, and the whistling wind was rolled up, and the momentum was huge.
There is not the slightest hint of secrecy.
Zhao Baikong noticed the loess shield for the first time and easily avoided it.
There is even time to continue to gnaw on flesh and blood.
Suddenly, a feeling of palpitations poured into the crazy Zhao Bai's hollow heart.
His divine sense caught a white light of destruction!
"He's actually!" Zhao Baikong was surprised, feeling the breath of death for the first time in this battle.
A wave of panic spread in his heart.
This fear directly made Zhao Baikong wake up from the madness.
Reason has reoccupied the high ground of the brain.
"! Maniac! ”
Zhao Baikong flew in the direction of Zhang Shan with the twist flower.
Light! Endless light! The light of destruction! Illuminate the area at this moment!
Zhang Shan detonated the half-destroyed "loess shield"
"Withdraw!" Here, Zhang Shan slammed his fists, reaching the void, taking the first step to set off the wind and waves, pushing the cultivators behind him to retreat quickly.
He's racing fast.
The power of the self-detonation of the True Pill magic weapon is not comparable to the previous one-time innate talismans and magic weapons.
The power of a loess shield self-detonation is at least half of the power of those more than 100 killing moves!
No one wants to withstand the power of the loess shield self-detonation!
Born to die directly, even if Zhao Baikong and Zhang Shan can bear it, they will vomit three liters of blood!
On the other side, the monks who were originally directly threatened by Zhao Baikong.
See this scene.
Almost collapsed.
Previously, they sacrificed others and severely injured Zhao Baikong.
Now they were sacrificed by Zhang Shan.
At the last minute, they only came to roar in their heads.
Zhang Shan! I'm ......
Then it was covered by the power of destruction and turned to ashes.