Now that Leng Fengtian is using magic again, Zhang Yi feels that there should be no accidents this time.

The formation of the divine arts, a warrior (shēn) wearing armor and wielding a sledgehammer, has appeared over the dark clouds.

Seeing this, Leng Fengtian's potential was used to try to control the arrival of the armored warrior and kill the monster surnamed Han.

"What is this?" Seeing that the warrior was indifferent in the dark clouds, Leng Fengtian's face was confused.

Seeing this, the monster surnamed Han, who was about to kill Leng Fengtian, suddenly stopped.

"Haha, ignorant child, Han Mou has already said that the Upper Realm Divine Technique cannot come, and he still wants to use the Upper Realm Divine Technique to kill me, it's really funny that Han Mou is also laughing!"

Indeed, as the monster surnamed Han said, the warrior in armor (shēn) is also like an innocent divine skill, in which dark clouds, cannot come.

Leng Fengtian's divine technique is actually the upper realm?

Zhang Yi has never been so powerless as he is today, and many of the strongest methods have all failed!

"I'm so ......" Innocent couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth.

Leng Feng's Heavenly Divine Technique is actually in the upper realm, who is he in the upper realm?

There is still a chance, and the magic technique of senior brother Song Wuxiang has not been used yet.

Looking at the armored warriors in the dark clouds, Zhang Yi thought to himself.

The words of the monster surnamed Han fell, and it appeared in front of Leng Fengtian's eyes, and without too much hesitation, he waved his door-and-window-like arm and waved it away.

However, Leng Fengtian's potential is also not bad, he actually dodged the blow of the monster surnamed Han, and had the power to fight back, and slashed it with a sword.

The monster surnamed Han had extra strong potential, and was killed by Leng Fengtian, but it left no trace, seeing this, Leng Fengtian immediately distanced himself.

It is really unwise to fight a monster surnamed Han (shēn), and the big sister is the best example.

But how could that monster surnamed Han let you smoke (shēn) three times and twice, the potential of the hidden control of the fourth court is far from the existence that the hidden control of the third court can contend with, not to mention Leng Fengtian and Zhang Yi Wuxian and others who are hidden in the second court.

Just as Leng Fengtian was volleying into the sky, the monster surnamed Han chanted a spell, and then with a single move, a powerful potential power came from all directions, converging into a ray of light, and suddenly descended on Leng Fengtian's (shēn).

Leng Fengtian only controlled the two courts, how could he resist such a blow, and when he landed, he was already spitting blood, and the internal organs in his body had been destroyed, and he had completely fainted.

"Today (rì), I will let you know what is the strong man who controls the four courts!" As soon as the words of the monster surnamed Han fell, he appeared in front of Wuxie's eyes, and the speed was so fast that it came in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yi immediately looked at Song Wuxiang, the senior brother who was still trying to break the Buddha.

"Senior brother, quickly use the magic technique to kill this person first!" Zhang Yi was so anxious that he had already held the spirit of the soldier and killed the monster surnamed Han again.

The monster surnamed Han gave full play to the potential of the hidden control of the four courts, and when he came to the eyes of Wuxie, he saw his big mouth and a sharp and piercing roar carrying monstrous potential, and Wuxian immediately covered his ears, and the monster surnamed Han saw this opportunity, and the beast-like arm recovered to a hairy human arm, and then punched on the mouth of Wuxian (xiōng).

"Click, click, click......" The sound of the broken soldier spirit was like the call of death, at this moment, Zhang Yi stopped, and his heart was beating wildly.

The armor of the warrior spirit of Wuxiquan (shēn) was shattered by a blow from the monster surnamed Han, and he himself was like a cannonball, punched into the mountain wall by the monster surnamed Han, and his life and death were unknown.

Zhang Yi glanced at the innocence embedded in the mountain wall, and immediately became angry.

"Old monster, you give me death!" Zhang Yi was full of rage, and a terrifying murderous intent filled his whole body (shēn).

"Death!"

As soon as the two words came out, his mind moved, and the magic halberd in Zhang Yi's hand became a warrior in all his thoughts.

This is a warrior who is somewhat similar to Leng Fengtian's divine arts, also wearing armor (shēn), but holding a large sword, but the appearance of the warrior is not a stranger, but Zhang Yi himself.

In Zhang Yi's mind, the magic halberd turned into a warrior wearing armor, this is the meaning of the halberd!

(shēn) Wearing armor and holding a big sword, he stepped into the air, and saw that he had crossed dozens of zhang in one step, and came to the top of the head of the monster surnamed Han, and then slashed it with a knife!

Seeing this general, a terrifying killing force permeated the heart of the monster surnamed Han, making him take two steps back.

"The carving insect technique, just a halberd, dare to use it with me!" the monster surnamed Han said this, but his expression immediately became cautious.

Seeing the big knife on his head cut down, the monster surnamed Han couldn't avoid it, and his arm once again turned into the claws of some kind of fierce beast, and he immediately waved his claws, trying to slap the big knife.

Unexpectedly, the big knife was extremely sharp, and under the sword of the general, the arm of the monster surnamed Han had fallen to the ground.

After the blow, Zhang Yi's mind was exhausted, and the armor warrior turned into a magic halberd again and returned to Zhang Yi's hands.

"Ah!" A miserable scream sounded, and the monster surnamed Han hugged the remaining half of his arm, and there was no fear in his eyes, but he was also like Zhang Yi, angry.

The pain of a broken arm is not something that everyone can bear.

He vowed to kill Zhang Yi to avenge his broken arm.

After the blow, Zhang Yi's mind was in a trance, almost draining all of his potential, and if he used it once, his three souls might be damaged.

Zhang Yi had not yet taken the pill sent by Wuxie, but the entire canyon trembled at this moment.

Senior Brother Song Wuxiang saw that the situation on Zhang Yi's side was not good, and he did not hesitate and used his magic skills.

At this moment, his divine art was about to take shape.

Seeing this, the monster surnamed Han looked at Zhang Yi's gaze and moved towards Song Wuxiang.

As long as Song Wuxiang is killed, no one here can threaten him anymore.

The monster surnamed Han (shēn) moved, and when it appeared, it was already in front of Song Wuxiang's eyes.

However, there were also many people who protected the Dharma for him on the side of Song Wuxiang (shēn), such as Cao Ding, Chu Tian, Ma Poli and four or five others.

Under the attack of four or five of them, the Buddha was about to be shattered, but the situation in the field changed, and he had to give up attacking the Buddha and protect the Dharma for Song Wuxiang.

Don't forget, there is also Yan Liang among the Buddha.

The monster surnamed Han ignored the few people who protected Song Wuxiang, and resisted the joint killing move of several people, but no one could hurt him with his life, and came to Song Wuxiang.

Song Wuxiang, who was using divine magic, completely unaware that he was already in danger (shēn), was still using divine magic.

And at this moment, the canyon shook, the mountain rocks cracked, as if something terrifying was about to break through the ground.

This is Song Wuxiang's divine technique.

Seeing that Song Wuxiang's divine technique was about to take shape, and seeing that the monster surnamed Han was on the side of Song Wuxiang's (shēn), Zhang Yi took the pill and tried his best to damage the three souls and use the halberd again.

The monster surnamed Han felt the vibration of the canyon, then raised his arm, endured the various killing moves after (shēn), and slapped it at the Heavenly Spirit Gai of the senior brother Song Wuxiang.

"Old monster, stop!" As soon as Zhang Yi's words came out, a (shēn) warrior wearing armor and holding a big sword had reappeared in the sky above the monster surnamed Han.

If the halberd can cut off the arm of the monster surnamed Han, that can also kill him.

The monster surnamed Han felt the killing intent, slapped Song Wuxiang's palm and stopped, after all, his (xìng) life was at stake, and he couldn't believe it, with such a killing move, Zhang Yi could use it a second time?

At this moment, there was already a look of fear in the eyes of the monster surnamed Han, if he didn't use the other arm, he didn't know if he could use Zhang Yi's halberd intent at the moment.

Even if you lose your other arm, it's better than throwing away your life, and the monster surnamed Han already has an idea in his heart.

Yan Liang, who had regained his potential in the Buddha, opened his eyes at this moment.

After casting the magic technique, the potential will be exhausted, no different from a dying old man, and Yan Liang must restore his potential to the best when the Buddha dissipates.

When Yan Liang opened his eyes, he saw the situation in the field clearly, and Zhang Yi's halberd intent had turned into a warrior holding a big knife, slashing at the monster surnamed Han.

"I'm afraid you don't know the power of my magic technique 'Ten Thousand Laws Binding Soldiers', so let's see what 'binding soldiers' is today!" As Yan Liang's words fell, the big umbrella above his head began to rotate again.

"Ten Thousand Laws Bind Weapons!"

As soon as Yan Liang's words came out, some kind of potential power suddenly emanated from the big umbrella, as if it contained the laws of heaven and earth, and in an instant, all the soldiers and spiritual weapons present flew towards the big umbrella.

Whether it was a master soldier spirit or a master soldier spirit, at this moment, they all rose from the ground and flew into the big umbrella.

Even Leng Fengtian, who had passed out, and the soldiers in the hands of Wuxian were all sucked away by the big umbrella.

Not only the people who fainted, but even Chu Tian, Cao Ding, Ma Poli and the soldiers in their hands were not under their control, and they all flew into the big umbrella.

Zhang Yi, who was using the halberd intent, could not escape this technique.

The armored warrior transformed by the halberd will, under the force of the rules, returned to its original appearance, turned into a magic halberd, and flew away towards the big umbrella.

Zhang Yi's heart moved, and the demon halberd had cut off contact with him.

At this moment, the killing move failed, and the Heaven Slashing Demon Halberd was taken away again, and the forced use of the halberd was the price, which had already injured Zhang Yi's three souls, and there were bursts of dizziness in his brain.

Zhang Yi endured the pain in his brain, tried hard to take the pill, his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and soon, Zhang Yi's eyes closed, he could no longer support it, and passed out.

With Zhang Yi's obstruction, Song Wuxiang lived up to everyone's hopes and successfully performed his magic skills.

"Fingerless Heavenly Skill!"

The moment Song Wuxiang opened his eyes, a supernatural finger broke through the ground at the top of the canyon......

At the moment when Qingtian's fingers broke through the ground, the monster surnamed Han had already appeared in front of Song Wuxiang's eyes, and his palm also hit the head of the senior brother Song Wuxiang.

全 (shēn) Song Wuxiang, who did not have the slightest potential, could not resist the full force of the master of the hidden control of the four courts, and at that moment his head cracked open, and the red and white things flew in all directions.

Song Wu, the senior brother of the Wasteland Academy, died tragically.

"Big Brother ......"

"Master ......"

"Senior Brother Song......"

Seeing Senior Brother Song Wuxiang die like this, there were only a few disciples left in the Wasteland Academy, and they seemed to be a little incredulous!

Song Wuxiang's death, the divine magic he used, no one could (cāo) control, dissipated in heaven and earth at this moment.