On the top of the hill where the demon beast army was ambushed, there was a group of figures standing quietly.

The battlefield under his feet was illuminated by thunder, but the numb faces of these people who looked down on the battlefield were full of gloom, and this gloom was so thick that even those dazzling lightning could not illuminate it.

Breaking Sky has been looking for that figure all along. Until I saw that figure riding a black horse and taking a white wolf, breaking through the encirclement of cunning one by one, and driving the original army to rekindle the fighting spirit, the corners of the mouth of the sky broke out an arc,

"With such an opponent, the journey is enjoyable enough. ”

However, when you look at the thunder that is still condensing in the sky, that is the attack that deals the most damage to the cunnings. Staring at the blind old man who was held high by the heavenly grace of the Lingwu general, Po Tian finally began to act,

"Hitomi!"

With a thunderous blow, any command seems redundant. A brief call made it even more sinister. The golden-winged pupils comprehended, and almost at the same time, the two figures turned into two sharp arrows and swooped down the mountain.

The other four ** kings, as soon as they saw that the boss had attacked, they had no reason to watch the excitement, and their whizzing figures swept up, each rushing towards the bloody battlefield in the middle of the mountain.

"Alert!"

Li Chongguang was the first to feel that a stronger murderous aura was coming from above, Liuyun cut the throat of a cunning man beside him, turned around and summoned his juniors and disciples in a triangular posture to stand up in front of Tianen and Tianmo.

Breaking the sky and attacking Tianmo, Li Chongguang just wanted to fly forward to block it, but was blocked by a pair of golden wings.

Without unnecessary nonsense, Liuyun drew a blue light and pierced the golden wings in front of him. For Pupil Ling, the wings on this back are not only flying wings, but also a weapon for self-defense, although he felt that the blue light of the attack was extraordinarily clever, but he still tentatively used his wing feathers to block in front of him.

Between the lightning and flint, a streamer flashed, and Li Chongguang suddenly felt that the flowing cloud seemed to be pierced on a stubborn stone, his wrist hurt, and he almost got rid of the blade.

And the golden-winged pupils are no better, those golden feathers made like King Kong were originally invulnerable, but under this thorn, they picked off a few golden feathers, revealing the wings that oozed blood under the wings.

Both of them were stunned.

Li Chongguang didn't want his Liuyun Treasure Blade to be blocked by a wing, and Tong Ling didn't expect that in addition to the fairy whose cultivation realm touched the ceiling of mortals, there was such a young cultivator who could stab a sword that pierced through his body's protective qi.

Li Chongguang shook his spirit, used a spirit to open the sky, slashed the momentum of the red dragon with force, and then pounced on the golden-winged demon beast in front of him.

And Tong Ling also carefully avoided the flowing clouds and green mangs, found the right time, and frequently attacked the gap of the Sword Master with the blade-like golden feather.

Shi Kong and Tang Qianshou wanted to step forward to fill the position, but they were entangled by several Dharma kings. Even if the spirit martial arts of the Liberation Void are not inferior to Heavenly Grace, but in the face of the entanglement of the four Dharma Kings, it is difficult to get out for a while.

Tang Qianshou's hidden weapons attacked frequently, but each of the four Dharma Kings also had a spiritual cultivation body, either skillfully dodging, or using the hardest armor to resist, and the short hidden weapon attacked them with little effect.

And Po Tian was already standing calmly in front of Tian Mo at this time.

It is easy for Tianmo to draw out the Heavenly Punishment and Thunder Punishment, but it is not easy to maintain this power that destroys the world and destroys the world. Po Tian saw that Tianmo's raised arm had begun to tremble slightly, with a hint of mockery,

"How long can you hold out?"

Tianmo could sense that the powerful opponent of Breaking Heaven was in front of him, but he did not stop casting his spell.

"It won't last long, but you can burn all your tens of thousands of demon beasts to charcoal. ”

"Oh, do you old guys like to brag?" Po Tian raised his hand with disdain, flicked his fingers, and a strong wind rushed straight to Tianmo's face.

Tianmo didn't dodge, seeing that Gangfeng had already pounced on the front door, he just frowned slightly, bang, Gangfeng seemed to hit an invisible shield, and along the surface of the shield, bypassing Tianmo in the cover, splashing away.

Tian'en Yuan Shen merged with his own Lingwu God body, and seeing that Breaking Heaven made a move on Tianmo, he was angry, raised one leg, and swept towards the young demon king in front of him.

"You deserve it too?"

Po Tian looked at Lingwu's body sweeping over like a giant tree, but there was only disdain in his eyes, he didn't even bother to dodge and take precautions, he just stood calmly in place, waiting for Lingwu's body to sweep his thighs.

Airplanes~

The whip leg swept across, and the boy did not move, as if he was resisting a gust of wind that could only stir the corners of his clothes.

"Huh?" Faced with such a result, Tian'en was horrified in his heart, and he remembered the time-controlling technique that Breaking Heaven had once demonstrated. It's a pity that Xiang Bei hasn't had time to tell Tian'en yet, this is just the Demon King's divine sense technique, and Tiantian deliberately caused a sense of crushing Tian'en's strength, just to break the fighting spirit of these cultivators.

Tian'en really hit the plan, and he was shocked and didn't even notice that the sneak attack of the sky was coming unexpectedly. There is no wind in the palm, which seems to be an understatement, but it is firmly buckled on Tian'en's chest.

With a muffled bang, Tian'en flew out of the air, and the Lingwu God body, which was as tall as a small mountain, also staggered a few steps, and the whole body shook and suddenly dimmed a lot.

Tian Mo followed the shaking of the Lingwu God's body, his body was unstable, and he fell from mid-air. As soon as I wanted to get up, click~, a thunderbolt went straight to Tianmo's body, fortunately, when he led the thunder, he had already hidden his knowledge into the sea of qi, and the thunder on his body was like a huge wave rushing on a stone, although the power was huge, but it was only smashed and then bounced away.

The thunder punishment array in the sky was out of control for a while, and those thunderbolts became fragmented and scattered, and many of them still fell to the ground, but everyone could see that it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

Within one move, all the cultivators who were holding down the tail formation fell into danger in an instant.

At the front of the team, after receiving Chang Poyu's order, Xiang Bei, who turned around and returned, suddenly found that the thunder in the air was weak, and he suddenly became anxious, Tianmo must have something wrong.

It's just that the retrograde in the chaotic army is extremely difficult, not only to deal with the muddy paths, but also to avoid the Chinese army who are desperately trying to break through. Suddenly, Xiang Bei's eyes lit up,

"Senior Sister Yuelai, have you caught up, what happened to them, Senior Uncle?"

Guarding the carriage of the eldest grandson sisters, Yuelai was desperately hurrying, and when she met Xiang Bei, her face had been splashed with a lot of blood, but it seemed that it should be the blood of those demon beasts, but at this moment, the beautiful woman had no intention of taking care of it.

The exhausted Yuelai could only shout, "Senior Brother Xiangbei......"

Escorting Yuelai to evacuate together, there was also Xiang Bei's Xuanjia Shence elite team. Shen Moyan's arm was also wrapped in a piece of bleeding gauze,

"Lord Xiang, Lord Geng Zhong told me to escort the carriage to break through, he should still be behind, why don't I accompany you to find him. ”

Xiang Bei waved his hand again and again, "You are no longer the Xuanjia Divine Strategy, but our Great Xia Chang Victory, General Chang Poyu has just ordered that the first task of all Chinese troops is to break through." ”

Saying that, Xiang Bei asked Shen Moyan and Yuelai to help each other, and continued to break forward, while he lifted the reins of the dark clouds, and the four-hoofed divine horse rushed towards the rear of the human army.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Yuelai's shout was mixed with the deafening sound of fighting on the battlefield, and I don't know if the back that has gone away can be heard.

Yuelai suddenly remembered that she had faced such a distinction many times, and she didn't know how many times she would have in the future, and these backs seemed to be no different from the great patriarch who resolutely moved forward and died generously that night.

By the time Xiang Bei saw the broken boundary guards from afar, the situation was already very critical. Only Li Chongguang and Tongling fought back and forth, and the other heroes, young and old, had been oppressed by their opponents and had no power to fight back.

It seemed that he saw Xiang Bei appear, and the sky was actually volleyed up, and his roar came from the air, "The ants don't know how to spare their lives, then I'll let you see what the real power is." ”

As he spoke, Po Tian stretched out his palm, bent his five fingers, and turned into the same sharp claws as those demon beasts.

"Ghost Plough Burial ......"

With a little smug show-off, the sky-breaking claws grabbed the air on the mountain road, click~, the whole mountain shook, as if the sky-breaking claws had been magnified countless times, and on the curved mountain road, five deep ditches cut on the ground were ploughed all the way along the still fighting people's army.

A scream erupted with the ploughing of the five trenches, and the bodies that had no time to dodge were instantly cut to pieces in front of this unstoppable force. The broken pieces of the corpse just tumbled into the deep trenches that had been plowed open, and then buried by the tumbling earth.

It's like a grand farming, but the seeds that are planted in the soil are life, with soldiers and cunning monsters.

Seeing that the invisible ploughshare of the ghost plough was about to catch up with Yuelai, Xiang Bei couldn't wait to cut the sky in half with a sword, he thought to Qin Luoyu what he told him, the so-called art of the spirit is to see himself as a spirit, the physical body is a kind of prohibition, to break through its prohibition, you need to rely on strong mental power to break through this prohibition.

"Hey!" Xiang Bei stepped on the stirrup violently, and the huge force made the dark cloud couldn't help but tilt his body and almost fell down, at the same time, Xiang Bei had already jumped high.

"Your opponent should be me!" Xiang Bei, who jumped into the air, wanted to divert Potian's attention first in order to stop the ghost plow.

It's a pity that he took off with his strength, at most, it can only be regarded as a top-level light skill, and he is still far from the sky-breaking sky suspended in the air, and after all, he still fell back to the ground in the sneer of the sky-breaking.

"I used to think that way, but obviously you're not qualified enough. "The Broken Sky who was casting the ghost plow seemed to be very relaxed, dealing with Xiang Bei lightly, and the five ghost plows did not stop, and continued to harvest along the ranks of the human army.

"Last time, I blamed me for being too soft-hearted, and it would be good for you to hurt your back so quickly. Xiang Bei did not hesitate to provoke Potian to divert his attention.

Sure enough, this time, the answer was much more serious,

"I was really careless last time. However, that sword should not be your skill. As soon as these words came out, except for Xiang Bei, everyone else who heard it was stunned.

Obviously, everyone saw that Xiang Bei's amazing sword when he returned, the sword qi directly cut away the battle cunning of the front row of siege, and even broke the sky and hurriedly retreated. Why, that sword is not Xiang Bei's credit?

Xiang Bei was breathless, since he had already seen through the sky, there was nothing to continue to hide, he looked at the Mingyang in his hand.

With the power of Ming Yang, no matter how many opponents you kill, you will never be contaminated by your opponent's flesh and blood. But at this moment, I saw that this Mingyang sword body seemed to be faintly stained with dirty blood.

Could it be that this is the reason why the sword soul has not shown up to help? Xiang Bei was in a hurry, brandished Ming Yang, and slapped the back of his sword towards a mountain rock beside him.

Under the exclamation of everyone, when there was a crisp sound, Mingyang had been cut in two by the master.

"The sword is coming!" Xiang Bei roared, with an undoubted kingly aura.