Chapter 1418: Block Xianjun

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Correct!
It must be bluffing! Otherwise, in the situation of such a crisis, she did not show the cultivation of the peak of the late nine-day Xuan Xian. Why is it manifested at this time?
Ok?
Maybe she is not the peak of the late nine-day Xuan Xian, but the illusion that Xian Xian has caused the peak of the nine-day Xuan Xian, which is used to scare me. Otherwise she would be so kind? Don't use the sword to deal with me, but use the fist?
Thinking of this, Long Ao Tian added that Xu Ziyan was pretending to be pretending. Sigh a sigh:
"Less nonsense!"
The right foot was on the stage, and the body shape went up. The right hand clenched the fist to the opposite chaos and bombarded the past. The fist released the metallic light, and instantly enlarged, turning into a huge hammer and smashing toward the chaos.
The chaos stretched out a hand, and the hand was instantly enlarged, grabbing the huge hammer. Use force to pinch.
"砰", the huge hammer was smashed and the metal fragments were shot. The chaos flew and kicked to Long Aotian. Long Aotian also lifted his ankle and kicked toward the chaotic feet. The metal fragments in the sky converge toward the body of Long Aotian, and they have not waited for the metal fragments to gather on him. Long Aotian felt a strong force from his own feet and was kicked out by chaos.
The chaotic figure followed, and he grabbed the dragon's calf and turned it round and left. Above the ring, there was a burst of intensive "ping-pong", and the chaos held Long Aotian's legs in his hands and kept slamming against the ring.
Long Aotian wants to cry without tears!
This...has been abused...
The body of Long Aotian suddenly flowed, and the calf held in the chaotic hands flowed like a liquid. Flowing out of the chaotic hand, the whole body flowed into a huge metal ball, and suddenly the metal ball cracked a slit, and the slit opened up and down, turned into a big mouth, swallowed toward chaos.
The chaotic figure flew up into the air, and as her figure flew, her body was rising. Soon the metal ball was overtaken. The figure turned a circle in the air and kicked on the ball.
"砰~~"
The metal ball was kicked and deformed, and it was almost kicked into two halves and flew to the distance.
"Aotian ~~" Long Gufeng looked at the direction in which Long Aotian disappeared and shouted.
"on!"
The eight-day nine-day Xuan Xian's late peaks were smashed up and the various fairy devices screamed toward the chaos.
"Giggle..."
There was a long laugh in the confusion, and there was no fear in his face. On the contrary, there is an inconvenience that cannot be said. Since she became the avatar of Xu Ziyan, she has only been practicing all day, and she has never been beaten. She only feels that fighting is so smooth.
"Xian Gong Yin!"
The chaotic figure flew high, and a palm was photographed from the air, and the palm of the hand covered the sky. With the palm of the hand, it was a fairy palace, a fairy mountain, and a whole world of fairyland, accompanied by a fairy voice. It’s fascinating.
"Hang ~ ~ bang ~ ~ bang ~ ~"
The Eight-handed Fairy was smashed by the seat of the Immortal Palace. It slammed down the peak of eight nine-day Xuan Xian.
"砰~~砰~~砰..."
Eight nine-day Xuanxian late peaks scattered and flew out in eight directions.
The chaotic figure pulled out a blurry afterimage in the air, too fast, pulling out the sonic boom. Instantly appeared in front of a nine-day Xuanxian late peak, and the two turned into a huge palm to the middle.
"砰~~"
The nine-day Xuanxian late peaks were scattered into a pancake. The figure is flashing again. I rushed to another nine-day Xuanxian late peak.
The scattered figure was in the air, stopping the inverted figure. The chaos gave a shot. A fairy mountain slammed into him with a fairy voice.
"嗡~~"
A humming sound, I saw a virtual image of the heart behind the scattered, that is a virtual image of a huge heart spinning rapidly. After this turn, the virtual image of the heart broke open.
The momentum of the distracted body climbed up with the turn of the virtual image of the heart, and turned a hand to shoot a fairy, which turned into a huge yak, four hooves, and ran into the fairy palace. .
"砰~~"
The yak's body exploded and dissipated, and the fairy palace still ran into the mess.
The dissatisfied figure retreated backwards, and the virtual image of the heart behind him turned the second turn. The huge virtual image of the heart broke open the second one, and the momentum of the dispersal climbed again. Turning his hand and shooting a fairy, once again turned into a yak, twice as big as the first yak, four hooves to the cloud, the head is low, showing two knives like a giant horn The fairy mountain that is flying fast.
"砰~~"
The yak once again collapsed and disappeared. Xianshan narrowed down a circle and still flew toward the scattered repair.
Xu Ziyan opened her eyes in the purple smoke space. She and the avatar were the same, looking at the huge heart virtual image in the third turn, the heart moved:
"This is... Seven 窍 珑 珑?? He is... God machine disciple?"
"砰~~"
The third yak was broken, and the virtual image of the heart behind the disintegration began a fourth turn.
"砰~~"
The fourth yak and the fairy mountain were broken at the same time. The chaotic eyes were sharp, and the palm of the hand was shot. A huge fairy mountain, there were countless fairy palaces on the Xianshan Mountain, and the celestial sound smashed into the scattered repair.
The virtual image of the heart behind the dispersal turned the fifth turn, and a huge yak standing in front of him appeared in front of him, and the hoofed shovel slammed toward the fairy mountain filled with the fairy palace.
"Boom~~"
The infinite bangs spread in the air, and the yak-like yak was broken, and the fairy palace on the fairy hill collapsed. But the fairy mountain still flies the scattered repair.
The dissipated figure quickly retreated, pulling away the distance between Xianshan and the heart, and the virtual image behind him began to turn sixth.
All of this was done in an instant, and the other six nine-day Xuan Xian later peaks saw the cheap. The shape of the teleport, from the back to the chaos sent a pass, the power of the six peaks and nine days of the late peaks of Xuan Xian rushed to the chaos, the entire space was almost blown up.
The chaos in the air does not look. Backhand behind the back is a punch, and the sacred hills of the sacred mountains emerged out of the air, gathering the six nine-day Xuan Xian's late peaks, the sacred bangs burst into blast, the sacred mountains rushed toward the six nine-day Xuanxian late peaks. .
"Boom~~"
The sixth yak blasted, and there was a chaotic fairy mountain. The virtual image of the heart behind the scattered body is turning the seventh turn.
"Hang ~ ~ bang ~ ~ bang ~ ~"
A burst of intensive blasting sound, the six nine-day Xuan Xian's late peaks behind the chaos could not withstand the chaos sent by the chaos, spurting blood and rising to the ground.
"砰~~"
With the six nine-day Xuan Xian late peak monks were seriously injured and fell from the air. But seeing the opposite side of the chaos, the nine-day turn of the heart of the nine-day Xuan Xian late peak monk turned. With the sound of "砰", the momentum of the scattered body suddenly broke out, the chaotic eyes were shrinking, and the other's cultivation actually broke through the early stage of Xianjun, and it was still climbing, and instantly climbed to the peak of Xianjun.
"Boom~~"
The scattered arms were raised and the air around them was rioted. A circle of gas waves visible to the naked eye swayed around, creating small cracks in the space. With his hands up:
"哞~~"
A group of huge yaks appeared, and the screams shattered all the fairy palaces on the Xianshan that were released by the chaos, and rushed toward the lower side of Xianshan.
"Hang ~ ~ bang ~ ~ bang ~ ~"
A series of intensive explosions, the Xianshan crashed into pieces, and the yak group hit the past with chaos. The chaotic eyes turned into black, and the face of Xu Ziyan in the purple smoke space was shocked.
"Chaos, no magic is allowed!"
The chaos looks awkward and the eyes are restored to the Qingming. The double fist slammed out. As she punched out her fists, there were dense soldiers in the air, and each of them held the yak to kill the past.
The blasting of the space continued, and the yaks eventually rushed out of the squadron. Crashing into the chaos.
"Boom~~"
A large palm was erected in front of the chaos, like a Wuzhishan dumping. Shot to the yak herd.
"Boom~~"
The yak group collapsed most of the time, and the chaos spit out a blood and fell to the bottom. Suddenly, the other party suddenly used the secret method to upgrade to the peak of Xianjun. The chaos was seriously injured and could not help the cloud head. The big head rushed down and planted it.
The gaze was sharp, the feet stepped in the air, the space created a ripple, and the figure rushed toward the chaos. Xu Ziyan has already restored a bit of spiritual power at this time. As long as there is a hint of spiritual strength, Xu Ziyan will be able to mobilize Xianyuan to make a move. Instant and chaotic switching, the chaos will be included in the purple smoke space.
At this time, the scattered repair has already rushed to the front of Xu Ziyan. Long Aotian, who was flying back from the ancient wind and wolf, gripped his hand tightly into a fist, full of excitement. Xu Ziyan threatened them too much, but it doesn't matter, she is going to die.
"Ziyan!"
Xu Zhenshan was in a vertical shape and wanted to rush out. However, Xu Haotian grabbed his arm tightly. He was surrounded by Xu Zhenshan. The seriously injured body could no longer stand it. He spurted a blood and stunned. The past.
"patriarch ~~"
Xu Zhenshan turned to look at the coma in the past, Xu Haotian, his face showed a sharp sorrow and sadness...
"Ah~~"
Suddenly there was a scream around, and Xu Zhenshan turned his head and his eyes were shocked.
I saw that Xu Zi, who had rushed down to the ground, suddenly turned over and stopped the falling figure. He punched and slammed into the punch of the scattered repair.
"噗~~"
It is the body of the mid-peak of the eight-piece fairy, but in the case of the weak demeanor of the gods, the power of half is not exerted, and a blood is poured out, and the figure is flying backwards.
Xu Ziyan has chosen the direction in the moment of the shot. Although this boxing hurts himself, the direction of the flight is the family of the Xu family. Moreover, by borrowing the strength of the other party, the speed is more rapid, and she has not waited until the scattered reaction has come. Her body shape has already passed through the guardian squad and fell into a large array.

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