The three-man flying sword constantly collided with Mars in the middle.
Guards who are qualified to enter the ancient battlefield are also hand-picked people in the city of Zhou Dynasty.
The three men are all six veins, and Siyutang, facing the two guards, not only failed to take advantage, but gradually fell into the wind.
"Hum!"
Jun Hao’s sleeve robe waved a green frost and generate condensed a huge palm in the middle.
The battlefield temperature plummeted!
Two big week guards look a change.
Seven-pulse building force releases spiritual skills, and two people resist it by root method.
"Green cream palm?"
Just then a sneer at in the stone.
Shimen beat Ji Yaoxue and paced out. He also waved his sleeve robe and pinched his spirit. A green frost burst into a big hand.
Two palms collide in the middle!
Boom
Reiki is evenly divided!
"Well, the seven-pulse foundation?"
Jun Hao’s eyes lit up and he couldn’t help clapping his hands and laughing. "I can’t believe that Yao Xue even got through the seventh pulse. You are my school sister."
Ji Yaoxue is casually dressed in a pale yellow robe, and there is a sense of elegance that cannot be stared at.
"Princess, it’s dangerous for you to go back here quickly!"
When a guard of Zhou saw Ji Yaoxue leaving the stone room, he spoke to persuade her.
"Yao Xue, you are finally willing to come out."
Junhao pulled out a flying sword from his bag and shook his head. "But since you’re out of the stone room, don’t go back!"
"Go!"
The sword broke into a rainbow in an instant.
Ji Yaoxue unhurriedly urged the spiritual force in the seven spiritual veins of Linghai in Dantian to rush and roar, and also offered a flying sword, Junhao, to fight.
Both of them are seven-pulse foundations, and both of them have practiced in the Green Frost Gate, which is quite familiar.
No one can stand each other for a short time.
On the other side, two Zhou guards besieged Siyutang, but they also killed it for a while.
The Five-Man War is so deadlocked.
The battlefield aura is boiling, but the firm but gentle is like frost, but it is difficult to tell the winner.
Junhao’s heart is getting more and more agitated.
A little careless, but his arm was cut by Ji Yaoxue’s flying sword and bleeding profusely.
"What a waste!"
Friar Bai, who was watching from the sidelines, frowned impatiently, waved his hand lightly and said coldly, "Fuck you, kill those two six-pulse Tsukiji towns and capture that girl!"
The original monk in black, who did not move at the back, came out shaking.
Boom Boom Boom
Every step into the abode of fairies and immortals will shake violently, which is shocking!
Howl!
The black monk suddenly gave an earth-shattering roar in the direction of the battlefield!
Sting!
The black robe that was originally put on him should be cracked and several pieces of rags should fly all over the sky.
The black monk reveals his truth.
In addition to the white-shirted monk, everyone in the place was shocked and discolored, and the pupils contracted violently. I felt that my scalp was exploding and my hair stood on end!
"This this this is what monster!"
A big Zhou bodyguard’s voice trembled and his hands and feet were cold.
Even if Jun Hao knew that this black friar saw the truth at this time, he was still scared and almost lost control of his flying sword.
Chapter four hundred and sixty Ah … So much?
This is not a friar.
Technically, this is not a living person.
This monster is full of disgusting, rancid, blue-black skin, and pieces of muscles are slightly protruding and angular, as if they had been poured by molten steel.
Nails are slender and sharp as knives, flashing with faint green light and showing high toxicity!