The force of Zhou Xuantong's palm blast far exceeded the expectations of this black mist leader.

His original offensive trend changed in an instant, and he changed from offense to defense.

In his heart, he was scolding angrily.

The terrifying power of the original spirit cannon made him think that Zhou Xuantong's own combat power was probably not so domineering.

It's all about the power of that spiritual weapon, and if you rush to kill head-on, you should be able to break the opponent's arrangement.

But when he made such a face-to-face contact, he was horrified to find that Zhou Xuantong's attack strength had far exceeded the attack of the spirit cannon, and it was far from being able to match him.

Even, he already knew in his heart that if they all came up, they would not be the enemy of the other party at all.

I just came to find death.

A great sense of frustration immediately arose in his heart.

Bang!

At this moment, the domineering palm force had already slapped on his body fiercely, and for a moment, it only felt like the world was spinning.

Immediately after, his figure froze, as if he was still in mid-air.

Then, the huge force burst out in an instant, and his whole person flew out upside down like a cannonball, smashing the ground.

Bang!

The deafening roar resounded in an instant, and a huge crater appeared in the ground, and the earth waves immediately rippled towards the surroundings like water waves, rolling non-stop.

Zhou Xuantong, who was in mid-air, watched coldly, and then returned to the city wall.

While continuing to pour spiritual energy into the barrel, Zhou Xuantong also said angrily: "It's really boring, what are you doing when you're idle and boring?"

And when Zhou Xuantong's words fell, Mu Yitong and Yu Zhen next to him were already stunned and at a loss.

Obviously, they really didn't expect the situation in front of them.

The leader, when the domineering aura on his body emerged, made them all tremble.

If they go head-to-head, even if the two of them join forces, I'm afraid they won't be completely sure.

But just now, what did Zhou Xuantong do?

stepped forward and volleyed into the air, slapped it with one palm, and directly blasted the other party out of the air, into the ground, and still hasn't gotten up.

They even couldn't understand that Zhou Xuantong had such strength, and he was still here, what to do with that powerful spiritual weapon.

"Master, I don't know what you're ......" Yu Zhen asked directly curiously, wanting to get the answer from Zhou Xuantong's mouth and know the truth.

Zhou Xuantong looked back at the other party, and then said: "It's nothing, I just want to try the power of this thing, and where is the limit." ”

"Now there is a very good enemy and target in this place, why don't you try it at this time, but when?" After Zhou Xuantong finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and continued to pour spiritual energy into the barrel.

Soon after, the aura was already infused to a limit.

Zhou Xuantong also frowned slightly at this time.

Now in the barrel, it is indeed possible to continue to infuse the aura, but the amount of aura that can be carried is only eighty percent of the previous one.

What about power?

Zhou Xuantong thought of this, and directly activated the spirit cannon again.

Bang!

Another bombardment, bursting out.

With a flickering light, it flowed out, and the aura pillar of light attack once again pierced the sky and landed in the crowd of black mist.

The power that erupted still did not disappoint Zhou Xuantong, and at the same time, it was slightly different from what he originally imagined.

In comparison, the power is indeed much weaker, and it is about seventy percent weaker than the first time.

Meantime......

Zhou Xuantong lowered his head again, looked at the cracks that gradually emerged on the barrel, and frowned.

This bombardment is indeed a place where it has really reached a limit, and there is no way to attack again.

Moreover, the second attack also brought a lot of damage to the gun body of the entire barrel.

Unless it's repaired, it's almost impossible to continue using it.

"There's room for improvement. Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but mutter, thinking about it.

Originally, this spirit cannon could only be bombarded once, and it would stop the second time.

This time it was barely bombarded for the second time, which is already a great progress.

If it can be improved to the point that it will not be damaged after two consecutive bombardments, and only needs to be cooled down for a period of time before it can be used again, then that is the biggest improvement.

While Zhou Xuantong was thinking about it in his heart, he also carefully collected the data this time and passed it to the white-haired Wu Zixin, asking him to help store and analyze it.

The next thing that needs to be done is to analyze and study again and again, and the simulation has been correct.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but rub his head.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Xuantong turned his gaze away again and looked towards the dense black fog above.

"Since you have taken the initiative to send it to the door, you can simply solve it directly, once and for all. Zhou Xuantong opened his mouth to speak, and at the same time jumped up in the air and rushed straight into the air in the distance.

Zhou Xuantong suddenly rushed out alone, startling Mu Yitong and Yu Zhen.

Seeing this, they also hurriedly jumped up, rushed forward, and followed Zhou Xuantong to help him.

Just when they just rose into the air and came to Zhou Xuantong's side.

They saw Zhou Xuantong's body, the golden thunder accompanied by the strange aura, condensed, turned into a thunder sword full of sky, and circulated beside him.

The long sword, like a mighty river of swords, continues to flow out

Swish!

With the wave of Zhou Xuantong's hand, the mighty sword river surged out in an instant, as if it was a raging river, and it washed fiercely in the huge crowd.

One by one, the enemies of the black mist, who had been haunted by the haze for a long time in the history of the two clans of Mu Yitong and Yu Zhen, were like pigs and dogs at this moment, pierced and killed by Zhou Xuantong's thunder sword qi one by one.

And the thunder on the long sword also flowed on their bodies, constantly absorbing the black bones on their bodies from their bodies, condensing and forming, turning into black pieces of metal, and flying towards Zhou Xuantong's position.

On the ground, the leader of the black fog was already struggling to get up, and when he got up and looked up, his expression was full of despair, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

His own people, the blood of his own vein, all fell one by one, constantly falling from mid-air, like soft mud.

And the enemy of the human race is constantly using his own people's body, planning something, extracting something.

Despair and sorrow instantly haunted him.

At this moment, a black and white shadow suddenly rushed towards him.

(End of chapter)