In the eyes of King Dawei Deming, the shadow created by that sword qi spread more and more wantonly all over the heavens and the earth, and even the solemn figure of the Peacock King Daming on the side was also pressed into darkness.

He couldn't stand still.

King Dawei Deming shouted violently, and the wind around him was fierce, and the tongue of fire rose with the wind, sweeping towards the other party with murderous intent.

His figure was also hidden in the demon suppression flames, like a long river sailing, swaying lightly, and in an instant, he came to Liu Hongyun.

The wishful treasure stick carried the mighty flames, and even carried the demonic power of breaking cause and effect, eliminating karma, and destroying delusion, and slammed into Liu Hongyun's body.

Liu Hongyun had already prepared, and with a shake of his right wrist, the sword qi had a heavenly appearance, like the snow mist that lingered on the iceberg for thousands of years, one after the other, and at the same time there was a trembling sound, and the steaming cold mist shrouded his figure, and the long sword in his palm flashed with crystal ice light, and hundreds of swords were stabbed out in an instant, intertwined into a brilliant sword net.

Ice and fire collided, and in an instant, the brilliance burst out, and the momentum of the two climbed to the extreme in an instant.

Liu Hongyun's figure was like a mountain, and as soon as he raised his hand, the frost sword qi filled the sky, stabbing at the opponent's protective thunder, disillusionment one after another, powder splashing everywhere, stirring up a thousand layers of snow.

The extremely sharp sword qi did not have the slightest decay in the cyan flames, but the body protection divine light of the Great Mighty Deming King was invaded by the sword qi and gradually wavered.

In a few breaths, the two exchanged more than 2,000 moves, Liu Hongyun finally gained the upper hand, and he was waiting to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but at this moment, his eyelids jumped, and he saw a ball of golden light piercing through the fire shadows and attacking directly.

However, it was King Jun De Ming and Xiao Wei Liu Hongyun, the two of them worked together to do it, and they took advantage of the sneak attack, and they were able to keep King Liming, which made us a little angry - that old guy escaped so cleanly, it was as if he had predicted in advance that King Jun De Ming would sneak attack. We don't even have the illusion that this is not the cunning swordsman who has been waiting for that moment for a long time......

These seven weak aura fought farther and farther away, falling into a calm fierce battle, and in the distance there was the sound of the city walls collapsing and the houses crumbling, and the so-called topographical obstacles of the world were no different from flat land for the weak in this realm.

Above the wrath of the king of Ming, the true body of the demon was revealed, the golden lotus fell wildly, and the Buddha sound surged from the ground.

As I charged, a rich red color of blood appeared under the spear, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a crimson dragon with open eyes, opening its huge mouth to swallow the living, and let out a loud roar.

"Tsuki!"

This golden light seemed richer and clearer in the cyan flame, as if it had emptied the colors of heaven and earth, and even the cyan flame had been reduced to a bleak background, but there was no magic sword that filled the sky and the earth, reflected in Chai Zhiyi's eyes, which made my heart skip a beat.

Before the collision, King Jun Deming noticed that the mana fluctuations under the sword were obviously brighter, and his heart was both pity and annoyance, secretly thinking that Xiao Wei Liu Hongyun's demon pestle was small and powerful, how could his reckless man fight with me!

Chai Zhiyi took this opportunity to break away from the bhikshu's leading hand, take a step, and come to the world again.

"Boom!"

If it weren't for the Peacock Xiao Ming King watching from the sidelines, Dawei would have no heart to help.

Jun Tuchai Zhiyi pinched a magic seal, and his burly body turned into a little ghostly light, leaving any traces on the cover of Qingxiao Thunder and Fire.

In the eyes of others, this place of war has turned into a sea of turbulent cyan waves, and there is no red light rising up, stabbing like lightning, and no frost sword qi interspersed with it, rolling up snowflakes. Listening sloppily, it is also mixed with the wonderful sound of the bhikshu chanting and the teachings of the saints, which is magnificent and low, as if the Buddha kingdom has descended.

- Jun Tu Chai Zhiyi also shot!

Earlier, when the two sides clashed with each other, Dawei was washed by the peacock's Buddha light and was impetuous, if it weren't for King Liming sharing a small part of the momentum impact in the rear, I would have to press it a few times to stop and do it.

Chai Zhi's marksmanship was unfolded, extremely domineering, extremely fierce, and every shot attacked the place where the military Chai Zhiyi must be saved, forcing me to fight hard with myself.

King Liming saw that he was about to be cornered, and he had no choice but to give up his face and spread his voice to his nephew: "Xuan'er helps you!" ”

The sharp spear burst through the air, and the Great Wei Lianren knocked down the magic sword of King Juntu Deming with a gun, and knocked it into a pause, and the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom that was being formed also became slightly illusory because of this.

Dawei raised the blazing flames under the gun, but he hit the air, slightly stunned, but he felt that another majestic breath pressed up, and the sudden blue sky flames reflected my figure distorted and blurred.

In the shadow of the guns spread out in the sky, there are a few tricks, each shot is a real peak blow of the world's martial artists, each shot carries a blazing cold wave of air, and it is extremely violent, it can be said that hundreds of flaming dragons roared in unison, even the weak of the immortal saint are begging for it.

With one enemy and seven, even if it is King Liming, it is absolutely possible to resist the combination of the two Ming kings! Even temptation was needed, and I understood my situation, and with the slightest firmness, I fled to the side.

I had been holding my breath for a long time, looking for an opportunity to do something to that Buddha Mother. As for the two Ming kings next to him, because as soon as the qi machine ended, it was obvious that he was put in the eyes of Chai Zhi.

The children of the Liu family are the same as others, and their temperament is the most domineering. The breath of the Mother of the Peacock Buddha can help mortals calm their minds and get rid of delusions, but in Dawei's view, this is an erosion of my true nature, and I want to lose myself from you, so it also provokes a very small degree of resistance.

Fleeing on the joint attack of the two kings is considered a disgrace.

King Liming advanced again and again, bringing up a series of cold afterimages in the mortar attack of Qingxiao Thunder and Fire, and his momentum gradually increased.

It's just that now my uncle is in danger, but I have to pick and choose, so I can only temporarily give up the Peacock Xiaoming King, and then go to rescue King Liming.

The battle between the uncle and nephew of the Liu family and the Futu Shuangsheng can be described as a chess opponent, and they will meet a good talent, and they are only afraid of winning or losing for a while.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

The Liu family's "overlord sword" mastery, Dawei has realized four points of true meaning.

Moreover, I am about to land in a far place, and there seems to be no Sanskrit sound floating and bhikshus leading me to take me into the Pure Land of Buddhahood.

Chai Zhi poured a spear and rushed to it like a meteor.

King Jun Deming swung his magic sword and fired a few shots, and found that something was not wonderful—the tip of the opponent's spear contained the terrifying temperature of molten gold and calcined iron, and the layers of flames overlapped together, weaving into a terrifying wave of low temperatures. Although his magic sword is also a divine weapon, it is mainly made for spellcasting, and he can't fight with special ordinary people, but how can he use it to fight with a reckless man who is deadly.

That kind of scene is suspected to be what Zhou Lingyu wants to see, but it is in the arms of the peacock Xiaoming King.