Chapter 1553: Is magic magical?

After a while, none of the three swordsmen came out to challenge Campbell.
"Well! You just want to unite all the forces of the Southern Sword School in this guts.
I think you guys are soft bully and hard scared!
So, you disband the martial arts and go to your hometown to farm! "
Huh!
As soon as Jinbao's words fell, many people in the (Lianlian) Allies laughed.
"Haha! What a pleasure!"
"Senior Campbell is terrible!"
"Look at the kick he just made, the one who kicked is chic!"
"Elder Nine Swords should be called Elder Broken Sword!"
"..."
Just then, Gu Jianmen, the head of Gu Jianmen, picked up the token.
"Every disciple and elder of Gu Jianmen listened and immediately launched the first round of attacks!"
If you can't do it alone, fight in groups!
Toot ... The sound of the trumpets of Gu Jianmen attacked.
Whoo ... Iron Sword Gate also responded with a horn sound.
Alas ... the entire staff of Zijiange pulled out the flying sword.
(Lianlian) The Allies were tense, and the excitement just (exposed) on their faces was instantly blown away by the (killing sha) gas.
Huh!
They looked at Zhang Xing, waiting for an order.
Zhang Xing shook his head: "As long as you defend, just go out and fight faster."
"Senior Zhang, but ..."
An elder wanted to argue with Zhang Xing, but was interrupted with a wave of Zhang Xing.
"You can't listen to me. If you don't listen to me, you will die. Since you have elected me to be the leader, don't question what I say."
"Everyone listens well and can only defend and not play.
Execute the command now! "
Zhang Xing was decisive.
Wow! These elders and heads, the ancestors quickly conveyed Zhang Xing's instructions.
"Holy One, Kampar, go with me!"
Zhang Xing stood up from the wide carved wooden chair. One person, Erlong slowly flew forward to the battlefield.
"Well? The kid didn't hide behind his back. Why did he come to the front?"
The faces of the three sword schools were full of doubts.
Next, Zhang Xing used actions to explain the doubts in those people's hearts.
Mass attack is the most fun battle!
Campbell does not have magic, only dragon breath.
But there is no need to deal with these people.
Campbell can slap a slice with a slap.
Holy One's group attack skill is fear.
As soon as they came (shasha), they entered the three swordsman crowds.
Seen from a distance, the two of them are like a bulldozer.
"I'm going to move my muscles too!"
Zhang Xing smiled slightly.
"Let you see the magic skills I perform!"
"Meteor fire and rain!"
"Northland Ice and Snow!"
"The ground is shaking!"
"Big waves!"
Zhang Xing used four large-scale group attack magic in one breath.
霎 Time the whole battlefield turned into on earth!
"Ah ... what the is that?"
"Oh my god! Why did it rain?"
"No! Flood!"
"It's so cold! How can this weather change?"
Everyone in the three major sword schools has been fooled.
"No! There is something weird! Look at the fire rain over Gu Jianmen.
There was hail over the iron sword gate.
And there is a flood of water at our Zijian Pavilion ... "
"This is ... the legendary magic power!"
The cold wind face (color) of Zijiange's ancestor Kang Kang, hiding in the sky, is full of magic, watching the crowds of deadly wounds below.
"It's amazing! It's terrifying!"
Gu Ximen, the old ancestor of Gu Jianmen, was shocked.