Chapter 830

"Boom..." a huge ball of fire spread across the sky, and the terrible Tianjiao gold elixir swept the whole audience. A virtual image of Zhu Rong slowly appeared. A middle-aged man bit his lip and roared: "shame on my real martial arts world, it's lucky to die!! Today I will kill you before all armies! "

On the other hand, there are endless clouds, tangled into a thin young man, and these dark clouds actually do not disperse, behind him forming a woman with a mask and umbrella in ancient costume.

"Scum dare to be rampant!" Just as the vision had coagulated, the thin young man screamed like a ghost crying on a moonlit night: "Chu Wumian, the ghost of Sansheng, is taking you as a sacrifice Flag today!"

At the moment when he turned into a black cloud and left, under him, tens of thousands of Zhenwu friars who described ghosts all knelt down, like a wasteland crying grave, and the sound spread thousands of miles: "there is no amnesty for killing!"

Su Changqing glares at the tiger roaring in the forest. He only sees the other side in his eyes. The fierce wind of the giant tiger behind him makes thousands of people around him dare not enter.

"Dong..." he didn't fly, but stepped on the sky with one foot, just like ordinary people running. As soon as the feet fall, the sky is covered with endless cobwebs, and then it rises and falls, just like a giant walking in the sky. There are endless mountain fog and white clouds all over the sky. They are all converging towards the long guns in his hands. The purple light is surging, and it's like a dragon coming out of the clouds.

In the rear of the great Jin Dynasty, in front of the drum, countless people surrounded Prime Minister Liu Mingyang. Seeing this scene, the drum sounds like rain, earth shaking. Cheers resounded through the sky!

"Long March, Wansheng! Wansheng! Wansheng

If Su Changqing didn't hear of it, he only had the figure in his eyes. The strong wind blew his blood red robe and rushed over.

Call for battle before all armies, what's the reason if you don't kill!

On the other hand, Bai Lian's heart is bathed in blood, and her hand is wrapped with white cloth, and the white cloth is wrapped with sword. Her hand is constant, and the sword does not fall, and her eyes do not squint, and the sky flies.

The sword turns into a thunderbolt, breaking through the clouds and cutting through the fog. There was no booing, no screaming, just killing.

He even has a belief that this sword will kill Xu Yangyi!

There is no one behind him. But with thousands of monks in Xuanjia, I see him soaring up at the moment. Looking at the direction, Qi Qi knelt down and yelled: "make an example!"!! Kill! Kill!! Kill

Seventeen visions came. At the moment of approaching Xu Yangyi, the brilliant light rushed into the sky, quickly filled the gap, and surged into a white column of light, spreading wildly.

"This... This is..." nearby, a circle of thousands of people of Zhenwu group, the leader of the pupil smoked, and then ran out like crazy: "run... Run!! Their aura actually caused the battlefield to be banned! "

People around Leng Leng, immediately crazy fled.

But... They're not fast enough.

"Boom!" In an instant, the white light column covered the sky and the monks of Zhenwu Kingdom who had not escaped in an area of ten thousand meters were swallowed up and disappeared.

In the center of the pillar of light, eighteen people are facing each other from afar, killing Yi Yingye.

The escaped friars were shocked to see everything in front of them. Seventeen of them... Each of them is a role of stamping his feet, and now... All of them surround and kill wolf poison?

And their aura... Actually caused a ban on the battlefield?

This is not a big formation, nor is it a legion. The aura of 18 people is so strong?!

In the rear, Liu Mingyang's eyes flashed and quickly swept the whole battlefield. The aura of this pillar of light was so strong that it had been seen by many people, no matter Huaxia or Zhenwu.

The last picture he wants to see!

"Beating the drum..." he said with gnashing teeth.

The herald was stunned and immediately said subconsciously, "but... They, they..."

He was afraid to go on.

They are all the losers of wolf venom!

Last time 22 people didn't stop, this time 17 people can stop?

"How dare you question the prime minister's orders?" Liu Mingyang suddenly turned to look at the other side, and his eyes were full of murders: "the battle of the general... This is the real battle of the general! Even if they die, they have to die on the battlefield for their prime minister! Die in a hundred battles

A few seconds later, a bleak horn came from the sky.

I don't know when, a group of big men in red clothes, already ten people holding a horn of unknown things, tried their best to blow up.

The horn rhythm is long, rolling up the heart of the storm, let the blood from hot to boiling. At this moment, in front of Liu Mingyang's drum, thousands of Golden Dragon banners are flying in the wind!

On each side, there are hundreds of meters tall, with the word "Zhenwu" on it, which makes people unable to move their eyes. At the same time, a dense battle drum thunder sounded!"Dong, Dong, Dong..." trembles the blood and makes a sensation in the heart. Each knock, the sky trembles once, the wind howls out from the horn, the mighty wind hides ten thousand volumes, the majestic atmosphere is awe inspiring.

The trumpet was long and the drum stopped suddenly. Then, the cheers of the landslide and tsunami erupted from the unknown population around Liu Mingyang.

"Zhenwu Wansheng! Wansheng! Ten thousand wins! "

Liu Mingyang step forward, sound spread a hundred miles: "array cut wolf poison!! Ten top quality spirit stones! If you capture wolf venom alive, you will be rewarded with 20 best spirit stones! "

"Dong Dong..." military music sounded, shaking the world. Among the pillars of light, 17 Tianjiao were slightly stunned. They turned their heads and knelt on the ground. When they stood up again, there was a touch of determination in their eyes.

The prime minister is telling them that there is no way for them to retreat from this war. Even if you use the forbidden technique, even if you become a useless person, you will never be allowed to come down!

Because... This has inadvertently formed the perfect conditions for the general war! Millions of people are spectators! They... Can't afford to lose! Big Jin can't afford to lose! Zhenwu can't afford to lose!

After taking a deep breath, Su Changqing burst out with a golden light behind him and turned it into a long spear. Surrounded by purple lightning, he was caught in his hand and gazed at Xu Yangyi: "the real martial arts world, the great Jin Dynasty, will fight for the distant future, and will fight against the wolf poison!"

All the ghosts howl, the sword in Bai Lian's heart is folded up, and a lonely lamp appears with the same look of death in her eyes: "Zhenwu Kingdom, the great Jin Dynasty, the soul of Dongtian Daozi, Bai Lian's heart, come to fight!"

"Don't be wild! The devil in the cave, Taoist Chu Wumian, will kill you here! "“ Gao Tianyuan, the son of emperor Zhengnan, came to fight! "

One by one, the golden elixirs burst into the sky. Xu Yangyi didn't open his mouth and looked at the seventeen arrogants in front of him. He knew that this was the most elite battle between the Dynasty and daotong. When the news of these people's death spread to all sides, the first attack of Zhenwu could not go on.

After two wars, he finally understood his foothold. It's not to rush into the crowd and take ten as ten thousand, but to pull up its own banner and be invincible.

Only high-end combat power. Let his name become the nightmare of those friars who support the confidence of the real martial arts world, and let no one dare to fight in the battlefield he goes to!

Breaking the knuckles, clattering, he proudly said: "only heroes drive tigers and leopards, and no heroes are afraid of bears."

"You, together."

Silence.

Don't pay any attention to them at all! And laugh at them as bears? If they can bear the humiliation before the war, they are not worthy to be called Tianjiao!

"I don't know how to live or die!" An aura burst up, a young man in a robe yelled, and the crane soared to the sky, pulling out a heart shaking figure in this pure white world.

One of the ten, ten of the hundred, thousands of figures appear, together to stab Xu Yangyi.

"Who do you think you are? Last time you were lucky! This time, you will be killed! "“ Today, I will let you know the strength of Tianjiao in Zhenwu world“ A day's delay is a day's delay. How ridiculous“ When I cut off your head, I wonder if you can still laugh! "

More than a dozen loud drinks were heard at the same time, and a piece of spiritual light was shining on thousands of miles. Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, and his 32 times spiritual power burst out madly! In a flash, the whole pillar of light was almost collapsed!

"Buzzing..." the sky is shaking. Even the white spiritual light column that divides the battlefield can't cover the turbulent spiritual power! Finally, all eyes looked here.

"This is..." at one end of the battlefield, a Chinese friar led his team, which had been besieged by countless people, but when this piece of spiritual power burst, he had seen it in disbelief.

"Wolf poison... This is wolf poison! The wolf poison real person has made a move! "

Eighteen figures can be seen in the light column. One of them is now the spiritual leader of Qingcheng Mountain, the real wolf!

In a trance, the sword was close to the body, but... This team suddenly burst out stronger than before, and was not annihilated by one blow.

"Xiongxiong..." on them, the aura twines, which is the performance of overdraft Shouyuan. All of them were wounded, but their eyes were burning at the light column.

General battle

The strongest decisive battle under Yuan Ying! The names that used to be their nightmares are all in it! Soul chaser, Zheng YuanHou, ghost Sansheng, sleeping dragon immortal, blood hand Daojun... Each person's reward is more than tens of millions. Now... Finally formed a pattern of general battle with Mr. Xu!

They... Don't want to die!

They... Want to see the end of the battle in that pillar of light, otherwise... They will die!

"Hold on to this seat!" The leader roared at the top of his voice: "the pillar of light will not die out, the flying dragon team will not die out!! Huaxia Wansheng! "This hoarse voice suddenly made the remaining dozens of monks' eyes red, and all of them overdrawn Shouyuan. Holding the sword firmly in their hands, they roared with all their strength: "Huaxia Wansheng!"

"Puchi!" On the other side, a knife cut a young nun's body in half. However, the nun's dying eyes did not look at her opponent, but at the pillar of light.

The battle of the general... This is the battle of the general

It's a pity... I can't see

Parents... Husband... Daughter... I can't seem to take care of

But... I'm not willing to see the end

The real martial arts monk who split her in two, He was about to kill each other with his bloody sword. At this moment, he suddenly trembled and looked at the nun like a ghost.

I don't know if he heard it wrong, but he seemed to hear the nun say: Huaxia Wansheng?

They're all cut to pieces. Can you still talk