Yanzhaoge's Beiming is grabbing with one claw, and forcefully tearing a gap between the opponent's top-grade holy soldiers' golden armor defense!

The golden warrior was shocked and wanted to change his moves, but Beiming split faster than him.

After breaking through the golden armor defense, Beiming split into another Kunlong gun in his hand and immediately stabbed it!

The front of the gun turned into a little golden awn, and stabbed into the gap at a speed beyond people's imagination!

The golden warrior roared back, but his chest was already splashed with blood.

The other great xuanwang's fighters were shocked to see this scene, and their eyes were tongue tied.

The two elite soldiers of Jin Jiawu are in hand. They can't compete with Beiming who only uses inferior soldiers in the same realm!

The gap between the best soldiers and the worst soldiers is insurmountable.

But the strength gap between the two masters is also obvious!

"Who the hell is this guy!" People in the great xuandynasty were cold at the bottom of their hearts.

Although astonished, but a group of people are also experienced people, not panic.

They are still fighting for Beiming's separation. If the golden warrior is killed, others will not be spared.

Several martial saints joined forces to attack with a momentum like a continuous tsunami.

Around the heaven and earth, the spirit and tides are like waves, scattered, forming a tangible fold in the void, just like waves.

After the Kunlong spear in Beiming's hands was drawn, he turned to aim at the enemies and waved with the potential of sweeping the army.

Kun Peng's light and shadow vibrate between his wings, and his body shape swoops down. He changes from a big roc to a giant Kun, and rushes into the sea where the light flows.

Between the great Kun cruising, the vast sea, together to expand in all directions!

More violent than the opponent's offensive, sweeping the world!

Kunpeng law of great famine, ancient tide of famine!

The huge Kun, which is difficult to measure in length, has set off a huge wave, sweeping all directions and reaching everywhere!

Beiming is divided into one shot, and its strength spreads out. Big fish, small fish and shrimps are fished in one net. The ancient tide covers the sky and covers the ground, submerges the threat of terror, and sweeps all the enemies in front of it together!

One man's power includes eight wastes!

All the great xuanwang's fighters were defeated at the same time. Those who were weak in cultivation could spit blood directly and spread all over the sky!

One shot sweeps the enemies, and the thunder flashes in Beiming's eyes.

Under the effect of the thunderclap method, he seemed to have no need to breathe back, without any pause, and immediately turned around and shot again, stabbing the golden warrior!

The other side with the help of the involvement of many partners, it is not easy to slow down.

Just after the injury was suppressed, before we could get back to work, Yan Zhaoge's attack of Beiming's separation immediately came back to us!

The gold armor man clenched his teeth and urged him to fight against Beiming.

Beiming's body is the same, just like the method, once again tear the golden armor!

Between the eyes of the other side's chamber, a gun as fast as lightning stabbed through its chest!

The Jin Jiawu was aroused to be fierce. Regardless of himself, he grabbed the Kunlong spear with one hand and didn't let Beiming draw the spear separately.

At the same time, his long spear also stabbed at Beiming.

Beiming releases the Kunlong spear directly. He looks like the wind. Pengcheng has nine days. He avoids his opponent's dying strike.

Quietly, it has reached the back of Jin Jiawu.

Beiming separate body with fist instead of gun, a fist hit, hit the opponent's back brain!

In front of the head and in the center of the brow, there was a small red blood spot.

The bloodstain continues to expand and finally becomes a huge blood hole!

This golden warrior was separated by Beiming of yanzhaoge and killed on the spot!

Beiming separate body leisurely rewind to the opponent who is already a corpse, pull out the Kunlong gun at will, and the action is freehand.

However, the other great xuanwang warriors at the scene were all cold hearted, and a cool air rushed from the bottom of their feet to the top of their heads through their backbones.

At this moment, they no longer have the confidence and motivation to persist.

All of us are together to make birds and beasts scatter and go for different things. We only ask Yan Zhaoge not to pursue ourselves, and focus on others first with the spear front that hopes to rely on Beiming's separate body.

How to explain to King Xuanmu afterwards is beyond their consideration.

People are only concerned about one thing, that is, how to escape from Yanzhao singer!

This young man's means are so powerful that they are unbelievable!

Beiming split up and smiled. When he moved, he swept the sky and earth. He had chased one person behind him and stabbed him to death with one shot.

After that, he turned to the other side and stopped the second man.

He is so fast that his opponent can't run if he wants to.

A warrior of the great xuanwang who fled in the opposite direction, relieved a little and continued to speed up his escape.

But a sword light came from afar and beheaded him!

Yan Zhaoge, with one hand on his back and one hand holding Huihong sword, looks relaxed, just like a outing, but makes all his opponents despair.

Another person was killed. Yan Zhaoge looked at the void and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time. Mr. Bai, are you ok?"

In the distant sky, there are Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming.

Some of them did not pay attention to the answer, but looked straight at everything in front of them. They could not return to God for a long time.

Originally, I came to see the situation of guangmingzong Mountain Gate, but I saw an unexpected scene.

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "by the way, I haven't found a chance to return your jade plate before. Mr. Bai, your jade plate is still here."

Bai Ziming returned to his mind and said, "it doesn't matter."

He can't help but look around again and murmur: "unbelievable, unbelievable..."

Chen Zhiliang's eyes first look at Beiming and then turn to Yan Zhaoge himself.

"You are really powerful and independent. The Dharma you have cultivated really means Kunpeng. It's one of the top martial arts."

He is the most revered disciple of Southeast China. His martial arts are of the highest quality in the whole world. He is rare among the martial arts with the same strength.

Just now, Chen Zhiliang, a warrior of Jin Jia in the great xuandynasty, dare to fight with one of them even though he is a noble soldier.

However, he was not sure about the separation of Beiming from the yanzhaoge.

"What's more incredible is that you seem to be more powerful than you are in the same realm!" When Chen Zhiliang looked at Yan Zhaoge, there was a color of horror in his eyes: "you can't measure your strength with the cultivation realm that everyone knows."

He unconsciously looked at the sky wall beside him and sighed: "if you stay in the lower world, I even doubt that you can't reach the level of God, you will be rejected by the power of the heaven and the earth, not the lower world!"

Hearing his words, Bai Ziming's face was full of sympathy.

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "you are welcome."

Chen Zhiliang looked at the injury on the sky wall and said, "now you have a way to go down? King Xuanmu believes that he will return to the upper world soon. It will be difficult for you to do so at that time. After all, there is a big gap in cultivation. "

Yan Zhaoge is waiting to speak. The injury to the sky wall suddenly shakes violently.