The spherical mountain protection array outside the Sword City shattered, and everyone's hearts were pinched up at this moment, and the black and oppressive dark clouds rushed in from the rupture, like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The artillery fire on the nine mountains has never stopped, but in the face of the wind like a tide, the firepower of the fairy cannon is too weak and weak.

"Brothers and sisters, defend Sword City to the death, stop hesitating and hesitating, this is our only choice. ”

"There is only a fight to the death. ”

With two shouts, the army of monks who had been preparing for a long time in the sky of Sword City rushed out, colliding directly with the endless black clouds.

Among the army, there were not only the disciples of Sword City, but also countless disciples of various sects who came to defect, and at this moment, there was no longer a portal between all the monks, and they united to meet the torrent composed of the wind queen.

Blood and struggle are the main themes of war, and in the moment of life and death, all monks burst out with great potential.

Even if it is the Transformation God Dao Zun and the Yuan Infant True Monarch, in such a melee, they must be cautious, otherwise if they are not careful, they will die without a place to be buried.

In the melee, the fairy cannon above the sword city also lost its corresponding effect, and could only be fired sporadically, and did not dare to fire the cannon at will.

The war has entered the most tragic and bloody stage, and it is a fight to survive.

Unscrupulous fighting, fighting between races.

No one has explored the value of the existence of the wind queen, only knowing that if you want to live, you must eradicate the alien race in front of you, and there is no possibility of getting along together, only dying.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword slashed in all directions, Ke Jinghong was like a petrel in a storm, rushing straight into the densest place of the wind queen group, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand was like a proud swimming dragon, constantly devouring the lives around him.

This is the battle Ke Jinghong wants, Jian Xiu makes a living from fighting, and only such a hearty battle is what he wants.

The more excited, the calmer his face became, and the supreme sword intent was stimulated, and Kyushu finally showed its due demeanor on the first day.

"The junior brother has entered the Tao. Luo Xinghe looked at the area where the sword intent erupted and said with a sigh.

Since it is called the first day of Kyushu, how could Ke Jinghong have a false name, a hundred years of accumulation, and all of them were released at this moment.

"With the sword into the Dao, the Dan heart is the bone, if it weren't for today's troubled times, Sword City would definitely use him as a potential and return to the top ten immortal gates. Jin Long, the sect leader of the Shangding Sword Sect, looked at Ke Jinghong who was wrapped in sword intent with admiration.

The blood-colored sky, the condensation of blood-colored clouds, Ke Jinghong let out a long roar, rushed into the group behind the wind, and crossed the catastrophe without scruples.

The robbery thunder smashed down, and all the wind queens in the path were shattered by the huge god tribulation thunder, and then directly slashed on Ke Jinghong's body.

The thunder entered the body, Ke Jinghong's face did not change color, how could the tenacious body of the sword cultivation be shaken so easily.

"It's a little abrupt, I'll prepare to protect the ten junior disciples after the catastrophe. Luo Xinghe's eyes flashed with a sharp man, and he said to Ziranran beside him.

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother. Zi Ran smiled lightly, the lotus step moved slightly, and he no longer looked lazy and indifferent, the green bamboo sword was unsheathed, and the three-foot sword circumference that he was staring at instantly appeared around his body, and then he floated slowly and unscrupulously in the direction of Ke Jinghong.

The thin layer of green bamboo sword enclosure is indeed like a moat, blocking countless attacks, and unceremoniously bounced all the attacking wind backs, and Zi Ranran, who has been lazy and calm, finally revealed his true ability at this moment.

The super wind queen of the god transformation period hid in the group of wind queens, and instantly sneaked up on Xiang Ziranran.

Zi Ranran's long sword turned, and the green bamboo sword circumference that he stretched out suddenly changed, as if it had turned into a solid wall in an instant.

The sharp claws and beaks of the Wind Queen, which had the ability to break spells, were all useless at this moment.

And the center of Ke Jinghong's tribulation is even more overflowing with lightning and boundless power, and after the wind that flies away, he is either blown into slag by thunder and lightning, or his soul is broken by a sword.

But what can be seen is that Ke Jinghong has begun to be injured, turning into a god and thunder, after all, it is a god and thunder, although Ke Jinghong can deal with it, but it is inevitable that he will fall into weakness, and at this time, the surrounding wind has become the biggest threat.

"Oh, the little junior brother is really a little impulsive. Zi Ran propped up his sword and surrounded the range of thunder and lightning, watching the play, regardless of the few winds that tickled on the side, and watched the thunder in the sky intently.

Ling Xiaochen's Super Saiyan-like light was the most dazzling light in the sky above Sword City, and at this moment he was holding back three colored winds by himself.

After repelling the three entangled winds, Ling Xiaochen looked into the distance with a beep dog look in his eyes: "What the hell?"

As soon as the words fell, a crimson light pierced the sky, directly piercing a hole in the group of holes behind the wind, and then poked at Wanjun Mountain.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the top of the hill, and a man staggered to his feet, expelled by the white foam from the fusiform species.

"Am I still alive?" Lin Feng said to himself, holding his dizzy head.

"Apparently you're fine, brother. Mu Shiyi replied in the affirmative.

"Hey, Mu Shiyi, what a coincidence, what about the cannon?" Lin Feng looked at Mu Shiyi with dazzled eyes.

Mu Shiyi nodded, and then pointed to the empty turret next to him: "When the fight was originally cool, you inserted it horizontally, and I was unhappy." ”

"Hey, you seem to be a little ambiguous. ”

"I didn't say anything, you thought about it yourself. Mu Shiyi spread his hands innocently, this black-bellied dead Zhengtai is really getting more and more uncute, "Don't talk about this, senior brother, can you solve the black thing in front of you first." ”

Lin Feng raised his eyes, it turned out to be a flying shuttle that had been hit by a shuttle after the wind and landed on the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and now it was fluttering its broken wings and rushing towards the two of them.

"Rewarding you with a steel hammer also gives you face. Lin Feng shook his hand is a steel electromagnetic cannon, and the wind that is not of a very high grade was directly pierced.

Lin Feng recovered his spirits, looked at the black cloud in the sky of Sword City, frowned, and when he came back, he would definitely participate in the battle, but there was really nothing convenient at hand, the psychic ancient money was too small, even if the cloud of high-temperature particles was rolled up, there would be no large-scale damage, his eyes swept back and forth, and Lin Feng put his eyes on the shuttle inserted on the ground.

"This one is thick enough, long enough, big enough. Lin Feng nodded and said with satisfaction.

Lin Feng manipulated the electromagnetic force to raise the shuttle with one hand, looking a little like he was about to blow up the bunker, and then shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone in front, get out of the way!"

A roar shook the earth, and those who heard it quickly looked back.

"I'm dripping, it's something thrown over, and it's getting faster and faster. ”

The distance between Wanjun Mountain and Fenghou Group is a few thousand meters, and what effect will a few thousand meters of acceleration railgun have? Don't ask Lin Feng, Lin Feng has never tried to urge with all his strength, such a long acceleration track.