Chapter 951: Death of Madness

Yuan Zhantian is like a of war. Although it is only the cultivation of the middle-class Xuan Emperor, but the combat power is no less than the high-order Xuan Emperor.
His golden stick is the top sacred instrument, and his stick method makes it fascinating. Each stick will have more than a dozen people being smashed, or seriously injured or killed.
The power of his world is even more terrible. One person turns into thousands of people. Every one of them holds a golden stick and smashes the four sides. He kills many disciples of the Dark Lord and how far it is far from hiding.
"Hugh to be crazy, the Emperor came to fight you." A high-order Xuan Emperor of the Black Devils door screamed and held a black stick to kill Yuan Yuantian.
The power of his world has turned into a swampy land, as if he can swallow all the things in it, it is inexplicable.
Although his world power is extraordinary, he has swallowed up many Yuan Zhantian phantoms, but it is still difficult to withstand the horrible bombing of Yuan Zhantian. The swamp world has finally become a myriad of muddy worlds.
The power of the high-order Xuan Di World is hard to resist the illusion of Yuan Zhantian. He gave up the confrontation of the power of the world, and the black stick went straight to the real body of Yuan Zhantian.
"Dare to compare with me, this is looking for death!" Yuan Zhantian gave a strong Jinmang high drink, and the golden stick in his hand greeted the black sticks of the high-ranking Emperor.
Dangdang!
The weapons are interlaced and emit a strong spark.
The high-order Xuan Emperor's realm is high, but Yuan Zhanli's combat power is not lower than him. The gold stick in his hand is much higher than the black stick. Under the hard touch, the black stick was directly interrupted by the golden stick.
When the high-ranking Emperor was shocked, the golden stick was already on the way to his face.
boom!
The high-order Xuan Emperor's head was directly smashed into a smash, blood and brain paddles, and it looked unusually disgusting.
Yuan Zhantian did not stop, and once again broke into the black magic door to kill the Quartet.
However, the number of people in the Dark Lord Gate is large, and a small number of masters are assigned to deal with him. He can also delay him and even smash him.
Fortunately, he has the old monkey watching at all times and will not let him have any danger.
The old monkey did not participate in any battle, just watching the play with a hippie smile.
Most of the Black Devils and the Ouyang family merged to kill the people in the Pride Palace, and the situation has been one-sided.
"Give me kill, even if I die in battle today, I won't back down!" Feng Xianyun once again showed her screaming and not letting her eyebrows scream and scream, the swords kept waving, and the swordsman kept blinking. Kill the enemy.
The Leopard also showed his usual killing sex. Like the same demon, he kept killing the enemy. He was covered with blood and his body was filled with many wounds.
Ji Beixin's piano sounds four times, constantly hypnotizing the will of the enemy, and the innate yin and wind suffocating the enemy's vitality.
The people in the Swords Palace are desperately desperate. They have no retreat. They can only wait for the Battle of the Holy Spirit to win, or there will be more soldiers to help them.
Fortunately, the days of the death of the Paladin, the Eastern and the wind home brought hundreds of elite soldiers finally arrived.
Among these people, there are two dozens of Emperor Xuan, and the rest are Tianzun strength. They are the elite strengths of the two, although they are only a thousand people, but they are enough to affect the situation.
"Crystal girl, big brother to help you!" Oriental male carrying a mace, opened to the Ouyang family, and shouted in the direction of the Oriental crystal.
The oriental crystal reveals a happy smile. "Thank you, big brother, you are careful, too many enemies!".
"Reassured, the big brother vows will help you out of trouble!" Dongfang Xiong shouted.
At the same time, Ji Beixin was picked up by a middle-class Xuan Emperor on the piano. The Guqin was cut off and the knife was still moving towards her forehead.
Ji Beixin was a cold heart, and she knew that it was difficult to hide in the past, and her heart shouted, "The husband is farewell!".
Just before the knife fell to Jibeixin's forehead, a gust of wind struck over and kicked the knife to the side.
An old man fell to the side of Ji Beixin, "Shantou, cheer up, there is nothing we will do with you!".
This old man is the boss of the old man of the wind, and the other two are killing the enemy in the other place, sharing the pressure for the Pride Palace.
Ji Beixin was delighted to say "Thank you for the elders."
At this time, she also saw the wind without a shadow and Feng Yaxin in the courage to kill the enemy, the heart felt extremely gratified.
She hasn't been in the wind home for a long time, but now she really feels that the Feng family cares about her is absolutely sincere.
People always see the truth when they are in trouble.
This war has also affected the alliance between Swordsman Palace and the East and the Wind. The relationship between them has also been consolidated in the next 10,000 years, keeping watch and mutual care.
With the help of the Oriental family and the Feng family, the pressure of the Swordsman Palace and others has been alleviated, but it is still impossible to win the game.
There must be more than 10,000 horses in the Dark Lord, and many of them are not so good.
Nowadays, Hua Xiaogui and Tang Xiang are in the middle of the battlefield and want to play their own strength to kill the enemy.
However, they were suddenly pulled out of the battlefield by Qiantong of Lingwu Pavilion.
"Thousands of elders, what are you doing, the master sent you to help us, how can you do this, go help us to kill the enemy!" Hua Xiaogui was very dissatisfied.
The elders of Qiantong banned them and explained that "the current situation does not allow us to take the shot, I can only keep the two of you well!".
When Qiantong spoke, there was already a ghostly middle-aged saint opposite him.
However, this middle-aged saint saw that Qiantong did not shoot, and he did not move.
Anyway, the two are just coming over to help, there is no need to live with each other.
"Bastard, you let go of us, I will help to laugh at the proud palace!" Hua Xiaogui struggled to drink.
Tang’s program also said,
It’s good. If this battle can’t help the boss, how can we face the boss in the future!
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It is a pity that no matter what they say, Qiantong is indifferent. The purpose of his coming is to have the meaning of standing on the side of the laughing palace, but it will definitely not kill the Ouyang family for the Palatine Palace.
It must be said that their Lingwu Pavilion is not an ally of the Swords Palace, and the friendship has not reached the level of helping them. At best, it is only to satisfy the requirements of the two younger disciples to resolve this war.
It’s just that things are now out of their imaginary track, and Qiantong naturally doesn’t want to get involved.
Above the sky, Han Kai control fire technology reached the point of pure fire, he controlled the fire Yunpeng fire shadow as the real existence, constantly moving toward the Ouyang 宵, the Peng wing shock sweep thousands of miles, blazing flame If you burn the sky, the ordinary people can't resist it.
Ouyang Yu is a person who has half a foot into the coffin. The repair is equally unfathomable. Numerous waves of water surge and impact. Around him, there is a vast ocean, high winds and urgency. Countless waves hit the other end. Huo Yunpeng.
The power of the pieces of space continued to smash down with their battles.
"Ouyang Yi, today's old man will send you back to the West one step ahead!" Han Kai Gao snorted, his hands kept marking, the power kept condensing and lifting, and then the palms turned over, a huge fire color handprint was like taking time out. All the forces in the heavens and the earth have pressed the past toward Ouyang.
Ouyang Yan’s face showed a dignified color. He felt the horror of this trick and knew that Han Kai should be desperate.
"You don't have this qualification yet!" Ouyang snorted and held the holy sword. The whole body was infused in the sword, and a otter roared out of the sword, and the momentum shook.
Booming!
The two energies were constantly entangled in bombing, the surrounding air was smashed, and the space was turbulently chaotic.
The power of the giant handprint was not consumed, and the water power also pierced the power of the giant handprint. The two residual forces rushed toward the two.
Hey!
Both Han Kai and Ouyang Yu were all working hard. Both of them took all the power and could not escape the bombardment of the other side. They were all shocked and violently vomited.
The other side of the crazy teeth and Ouyang Zhen is also a life and death fight.
The crazy teeth danced a few hundred years of cold iron constantly entangled madness, like the squid tentacles, strangling Ouyang Zhen.
Ouyang Zhen is using a variety of high-level sword skills, constantly smashing the mad teeth of the eternal cold iron, and bursting out countless swords and smashing to the mad teeth.
There are many places in the mad tooth that are split by the sword, and the blood flows. Ouyang Zhen is not much better. The old face is swept by the cold iron of the year. A shocking scar is unusual.
"You mad dog, swear by your dog head today!" Ouyang Zhen is more powerful than mad teeth, but he is not mad and desperate, and is forced to anger.
After he sang a high voice, the long sword in his hand swayed and his body swayed. The whole man and the long sword merged into one, and they quickly turned into a mad tooth.
The speed is as fast as lightning, and the sword gas keeps swaying around, and the strong tricks have not yet arrived, and the sword wind has been produced, making people chop the body cold.
"Miscellaneous, I want to drink your blood to sacrifice the soldiers who died in our proud palace!" Mad teeth screamed, and there was a demon behind him. The huge black gas was thick and sticky, resulting in a strong bloodthirsty corrosion.
The tens of thousands of years of mad teeth entangled into a large chain, all the power condensed on the chain, rushing past the attacking Ouyang Zhen.
Dangdang!
All the strengths of Ouyang Zhen were made out. His holy sword was on the cold iron of the mad tooth. He made the eternal cold iron into a spurt of flying out of the square, and the tip of the sword directly penetrated the mad tooth.
"Even if you die, you have to pull a back!" Mad teeth into the devil, the blushing eyes exudes incomparable bloodthirsty meaning, he hugged Ouyang Zhen with his hands, bowed his head, bite into Ouyang Zhen The neck.
what!
Ouyang Zhen screamed, and the long sword squirmed in the chest of the mad tooth. The upper body of the mad tooth was torn and the blood was covered with the sky.
Mad teeth is so fallen.
However, Ouyang Zhen was not better. His neck was bitten by the teeth of the mad teeth, and the blood kept seeping out.
Ouyang Zhen quickly grabbed his neck with his hand and immediately took out the hemostatic grass and healing the medicinal herbs to swallow and barely stopped the wound and saved his life.