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"Some, I implore you to go to war and kill him to show the might of my Hazy Sky Mountain!"

"Accurate!"

The monk named Long Aotian jumped out of the queue and shouted loudly: "There is no immortal aura in the body, no holy beast on the mount, and there is no sense of innovation in the sky; Go to rest, go to rest, Aotian really doesn't want to say much, don't teach you to be smart. It's still a line to do it. Zhang Bairen, dare to fight with Aotian!"

Seeing Long Aotian's arrogant posture, Zhang Youren smiled, but he didn't expect to be despised by this little monk of Haokong Mountain. Although he has not been cultivating for a long time, he is also the peak strength of human immortals, how can he fight with this kind of villain, which has lowered his IQ and built a platform for others to hype.

He looked at the monks under him and said in a cold tone, "Is there anyone willing to fight this person on my behalf?"

"General, Wu Nai asks for a fight!"

"Good!Wu Nai, fight the battle, let this group of Hazy Sky Mountain monks see the strength of my Heavenly Lion Army. ”

Wu Nai smiled sympathetically, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he stepped on his horse and flew away.

"Those who come leave their names, and Aotian does not kill the nameless!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Wu Nai's body was steep, and Pang Pei's cultivation power was instantly released, and the powerful momentum made the entire Haokong Mountain glow with a chill, which was suffocating.

Wu Nai was one of the first few core members who followed Zhang Youren. Whether it is the peach fairy fruit or the fairy jujube of the giant tree of Jilei Mountain, they are all given priority care by Zhang Youren. Now the strength has reached the top of the immortals. Moreover, since he reached Jilei Mountain, Zhang Youren never asked these militants who were surging in anger to suppress Xiuwei.

During this period of time in Jilei Mountain, these monks who were born to like to fight and kill have long been holding back their screams, and as soon as they unleash their breath at this time, they are like tigers who have escaped from prison and lions who have entered the forest. Baring hideous fangs.

"Who is this person, how can he have such strength?"

"Could it be that this is the boss of this group? Zhang Bairen is just a puppet they pushed out to confuse our ears and eyes?"

"It's so powerful, this person's strength is comparable to the Demon King, the three leaders of Cyclamen and Yu Xiaoxia, how can I provoke such a strong enemy. ”

"Oops, it's hard to be arrogant!"

A black-robed young man to the left of the cyclamen in the clouds. The sword eyebrows swept away, his face froze, and he was ready to fly forward to save people.

Who knows, Wu Nai seemed to have eyes behind his back, and no longer showed off his strength, a pair of flesh fists turned into gold, flashing a strange color, and the person flashed to Long Aotian's side like an electric shot, and roared loudly: "Long Aotian." Remember that the person who killed you, the Heavenly Lion Army, Wu Nai is also!"

"Bang!"

The fist was like a sauce bowl on the body, hitting Long Aotian's head directly, and beating the monk who only knew how to mouth cannons with peach blossoms in the face. The man fell to the ground like a defeated man.

One move!

It only takes one move to slay the incoming enemy.

"No!"

"Brother Aotian!"

The Great Demon King let out a roar, pointing at Long Aotian's body that was like a broken sack and no longer breathless, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he was finally pulled back to the camp by the cyclamen in the clouds, looking at the place where the two sides were fighting with a gloomy face. Silence.

The cyclamen in the clouds couldn't imagine that she would be cut off before she could find out the truth of the other party, and she stood with her hands in her hands. Pacing back and forth, suddenly, she turned her head to look at Yu Xiaoxia beside her, and said resolutely: "Brother, please." This time, we must find out the truth of the other party, so don't be careless. ”

"Don't worry, eldest sister, Xiaoxia is out of the horse, a top two. ”

Yu Xiaoxia released an auspicious cloud, stood in the air, and hugged his fists in the direction of Zhang Youren and said, "General Zhang, Yu Xiaoxia, please advise!"

Guan Yu, who was next to Zhang Youren, saw Yu Xiaoxia's strength as an immortal, and the battle spirit on his body was ready to move, and said, "Please fight!"

"This person has obtained the authentic inheritance from the Taoist Gate, the auspicious clouds under his feet are peaceful, the mood is upright, the roots are deep, not to be underestimated, by the way, if possible, I hope that Yun Chang will capture him alive, and he can't bear to be so good and succumb to the den of thieves. ”

"Whoa!"

Guan Yu dragged his knife out, his expression indifferent.

"Some, Guan Yu under the command of General Zhang of the Tianshi Army, please ask Yu Daoyou to make a move!"

Guan Yu's long knife was raised, and a huge vitality began to fluctuate, and the palpitating killing power was wrapped around him, like a martial god coming to the world, making people unable to afford the courage to fight.

"Good! Good Taoism, good strength!"

Yu Xiaoxia shouted, the black robe agitated, and a pair of giant hammers that did not match his body in both hands came to cover up.

"The Way of Force!"

Guan Yu's face was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't imagine that this young man who looked at Wenwen quietly would actually master the way of strength. The way of power is the most ordinary but the most peculiar kind of avenue. It is said that it is ordinary because the way of force is easy to grasp, but it is difficult to study deeply.

Easy to get started, hard to master!

If you want to go from the art of force to the way of force, you have to have extraordinary perseverance, and you can only achieve it with hard work. Seeing Yu Xiaoxia carrying a giant hammer as light as nothing, he obviously deepened the comprehension of the way of strength into the bone marrow, and compared with ordinary monks of the same level, his strength increased several times.

It's no wonder that Haokong Mountain dared to send Yu Xiaoxia to fight when he lost one game first.

"Cloak Hammer Method!"

With a hammer, the whole world shook. The strong wind on the giant hammer blew the soldiers on both sides to the ground, and some of the monks looked at Yu Xiaoxia's thin body with shocked faces, and secretly sighed with great strength.

"Good time!"

Guan Yu shouted, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife was handed over to his right hand, clamping the handle of the knife with his armpit, protecting the blade with his hand, and slashing towards the giant hammer from bottom to top.

Thundered!

In the loud noise, Yu Xiaoxia's black robe was shattered, revealing a delicate face, with a hint of shyness and astringency, looking at Guan Yu, and his heart couldn't help churning.

"The way of my strength has comprehended the realm of the Great Perfection, and my strength is almost invincible compared to the monks of the same period, how can this person be able to stop it? Moreover, the opponent's attack with a powerful sword qi has shredded my outer shirt, how can it be so powerful?"

Since his debut, Yu Xiaoxia has been messing around in Haokong Mountain, an orthodox Taoist from a famous family, and he is sensitive and studious, following behind the cyclamen in the clouds, which makes Haokong Mountain's group of casual cultivators rare in the world, and unparalleled on the ground. Who knows, when he encounters an opponent like Guan Yu, he will be defeated in just one round.

Yu Xiaoxia is a young man's heart, and his heart is arrogant, how can he tolerate sweeping his face, and with a loud shout, the two hammers hit each other, and there was a loud bang.

"Spinning and Flying!"

Others were like windmills, driven by a sledgehammer, spinning wildly, bursts of great power emanating from themselves, crashing into Guan Yu like a hill.

"Phew!"

Break the wind!

The knife is stronger than the wind, and the momentum is more than Mount Tai.

Guan Yu at this moment, with a knife in his hand, he is a god, an irreversible god!

No matter what the power, under this sword light, it can only be destroyed, and it can only be killed!

"Don't!"

The cyclamen in the clouds watched Guan Yu's indestructible slash towards Yu Xiaoxia, his eyes were full of tears, and a weakness in his heart began to ferment. The strength of the usual disguise has also softened at this moment. She stretched out her bare hand, trying to grab Yu Xiaoxia, who was vulnerable in front of the knife light, and hesitated indescribably. (To be continued)

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