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The glory of the little people

The sword of the snake king of the king of the king of the clouds to the (yin yīn) to the poison hit the electric light golden peng of the most powerful and pure to the yang.

This sword was enough to destroy the martial arts of ordinary Guiyuan Ninefold masters, and under the watchful eyes of the electric light Jinpeng, they launched a crazy battle and battle.

In mid-air, a huge viper phantom, (Yin yīn) spews scarlet letters poisonously.

And the electric golden peng that the little finch turned into was more like a white flame vermilion bird reborn from the fire, the whole (body shēn) was wrapped in burning white electric light, and a pair of fire eyes spewed out (shot shè) white light.

Everyone felt the core of the battle circle, and in that incomparable destruction, even the martial artists who were as strong as the Tianyuan Realm had to retreat quickly with their clansmen.

At this moment, no one cares about fighting each other, as long as they are not careful, they are swept into the battle of snakes and birds, and they will definitely be doomed!

There is only one word in every warrior's heart, escape!

Quickly escape from the inner circle of the Bird and Snake Rivalry, and escape as far away as possible!

"Hurry, hurry, the flying ship is leaving!" The city lord of Hong Zhen stepped into the air, and his body suddenly grew with a punch, and he actually used his muscles (flesh ròu) violent hands to push the flying boat and save the innocent spectators on the flying boat.

The flying ship also accelerated with all its might, not daring to stay at a low altitude, and flying as if it were flying.

"Damn!" Hong Zhen scolded in his mouth: "What the hell is going on, this ultimate duel between Xiang Nan and Wang Xiaoyun has actually reached the level of Tianyuan Realm!"

"Moreover, it is still the extent that the master of the Tian Yuan Realm has fought with all his might!"

In just two breaths of time, the White Light Bird had completely gained the upper hand, and frantically pressed the Earth Snake King Sword.

Seeing that the Sword of the Earth Snake King was about to be destroyed, Wang Xiaoyun's face flushed in a hurry, and he bit the tip of his tongue in one bite, and went crazy to bring his (body shēn) strength ((forced bī) bī to the limit of the limit.

In this way, Wang Xiaoyun raised his right hand high, and the long sword fell with a slash, and the huge viper phantom suspended above his head was suddenly drawn into a long black qi.

That black qi instantly merged into the sword of the Earth Demon Snake King's sword, so that the sword that had no shape suddenly transformed into a black snake!

The explosion of this moment made the black suddenly entangle the white light bird, and the sharp snake teeth tore the electric feathers on the electric bird (body shēn) one by one.

With each bite and pull, a strip of electric light was pulled down from the white light bird (body shēn), and one by one the electric light was torn off and slowly dissipated in mid-air.

The white light bird was furious, and its sharp claws suddenly slashed into the black snake's body, and the black snake trembled spasmed.

Immediately afterwards, the electric bird lowered its head, and the sharp beak of the bird was like an arrow coming out of the string, and with a poof, it chiseled through the snake's head!

The Sword of the Earth Snake King is broken!

"How is this possible?" Wang Xiaoyun screamed, "This must be a dream! That little bastard surnamed Xiang is just an innate ninefold, how could he break my Earth Demon Snake King Sword!"

No matter how unwilling Wang Xiaoyun was, he was already defeated at this time.

And the white light bird still shrank to one-third of its original size through the fight with the black, leaving only a winged length of more than three meters.

But the white light bird did not stop, and still rushed towards Wang Xiaoyun.

The electric bird spun and rushed through the air, and its body turned into a shuttle of light! The dense white flame electric light crackled, and every crisp sound was breathtaking.

Anger, fear, unwillingness, and despair entangled Wang Xiaoyun's heart, and at this moment Wang Xiaoyun lost control.

He was crazy and leaned towards the vitality of the whole (body shēn), sword by sword, and frantically slashed towards the electric bird.

In just one breath, Wang Xiaoyun slashed hundreds of swords in a row! Hundreds of sword lights that bloomed with light smashed on the electric bird (body shēn).

And the electric bird inherited the fearless spirit of the Thunder King's seal, like a vermilion bird entering the forest, burning everything!

Finally, Wang Xiaoyun slashed out the last sword, and it was too late to slash the next sword.

Finally, the white light bird, which was only more than two meters long, smashed Wang Xiaoyun (body shēn).

Rumble!

The sky was full of white light, and from Wang Xiaoyun as the core, a white explosion wave rolled away in all directions, like a drop of water dripping into a pot of oil.

That scene looked very visually impactful, like a surging river, beating on the bluestone.

Within a radius of nearly ten miles, all the remaining trees were bent down fiercely.

Everyone was still desperately wide-eyed in the raging wind, refusing to let go of every detail.

As the waves of lightning gradually dissipated, a figure appeared in the inner circle, and the figure was slowly descending.

After landing, his figure became clear, and it was Wang Xiaoyun who was bloody.

"Shhh......h

Wang Xiaoyun, his arm was broken! It was a coincidence that it was a left arm that was blown off!

In this confrontation, the Earth Demon Snake King Sword didn't touch Xiang Nan at all, but Wang Xiaoyun himself was blown off a left arm?

No one could speak, they couldn't believe what they were seeing, it was all ridiculous.

How could Xiang Nan, who was innate ninefold, launch such a terrifying attack?

But at this time, Xiang Nan's (情qíng) situation was not optimistic, his two arms had lost all blood (flesh ròu), leaving only two bloodstained arm bones and hand bones.

Even the mouth of the chest was still slowly vaporizing, and even the left (chest xiōng) was vaporized into a walnut-sized blood hole, and you could see the struggling beating heart that was gradually failing inside.

Xiang Nan was powerless to stop his (情qíng) condition from deteriorating, and now he had to wait for death.

However, the corners of Xiang Nan's mouth were still smiling, he won! Even if you, Wang Xiaoyun, can kill me, so what? I fought hard and broke one of your arms!

Elder Yue's arm was cut off, and as long as he connected it and took a large amount of elixir, he could recover.

But Wang Xiaoyun didn't want to have a left arm in his life, because his left arm was blown up and had long since been dispersed with the dust.

Wang Xiaoyun, whose face was covered with blood, lowered his head and looked at his broken arm in disbelief.

After the dead silence, Wang Xiaoyun screamed heartbreakingly: "Xiang Nan!

After that, Wang Xiaoyun rushed directly towards Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan laughed: "Happy! Wang Xiaoyun, what I lost was only a life, and what you lost was all your dignity." ”

"Xiao Nan!" Xiang Zhanxiong and Xiang Shaohua shouted in shock, and Xiang Zhanxiong flew towards Xiang Nan desperately, but was stopped by Wang Changhe and Cai Baohua again.

Xiang Zhanxiong's angry blood poured into his pupils, and he couldn't wait to eat the two old mongrels in front of him in one bite.

"Is it finally going to end?" the audience has lost the ability to express, one by one dumbfounded, saying something without feeling (情qíng).

That Xiang Nan proved himself with his strength, but now he is going to be like a flash in the pan, blooming beautifully, withering and withering?

A generation of bluestone peerless geniuses is about to die?

Just at the last moment, when Wang Xiaoyun's long sword was about to penetrate Xiang Nan's eyebrows, a shadow suddenly flickered in the sky.

It took less than a flash of time for the shadow to suddenly appear next to Xiang Nan (身shēn).

This figure directly grabbed Wang Xiaoyun's sword with his right hand, and pressed his left hand on the top of Xiang Nan's head.

A gentle, wind-like force slowly passed through Xiang Nan's head and entered his Zhou (身shēn) hundred remains, actually suppressing Xiang Nan's body speed that was being destroyed.

This man, dressed in a frugal linen robe and with long black hair falling down, was a man in his early twenties.