surnamed Wang

The change of Pu Wen not only made the old man's face change slightly, but even Wang Gangquan, who had been paying attention to the war fifty miles away, couldn't help but mutter.

Although the previous moves were unimaginable, they were the orthodox techniques of the Shimen. The ones used by Pu Wen now are more like heresy in the Jianghu.

Judging from the ending of Wen Fuding, most of these kinds of exercises hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred.

Pu Wen's eyes exuded gold and he pulled out the saber at his waist. He was not in a hurry to attack. He had just collided with the sword array several times, and the blade had been damaged in many places. The battle situation has progressed to this point, and the effect of ordinary swords is really limited. .

Pu Wen also understood this truth, put the saber back into its sheath, tilted his head and let go of his hand, and the saber fell straight down like this.

Almost the moment he let go, the old Taoist on the opposite side started to move first. At this moment, the other party didn't care about hiding any more secrets. He controlled the sword array with his left hand, and at the same time waved his whisk at the top of Pu Wen's head with his right hand.

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On the ground, Xiao Chai became more handy as she battled. A pair of beautiful eyes quickly scanned the battle situation, and her hands kept changing movements. There were only three flying swords, but she formed a sword formation integrating offense and defense. Battelle, who was involved, couldn't help frowning at this moment, and wanted to pick up his weapon several times to fight against him.

Dayan Dolan is as resourceful as Yao Qingyi and is the royal family of North Turkistan, so naturally he can't let his nephew take risks, so he persuaded him:
"Yuan He and Yao Jian are fighting over there. You don't need to take action. This time the Xiao family's target is you, the big sweat. Even if the 30 troops are desperate, you can't show your face."

Under the guidance of Yao Qingyi and Dayan Dolan for nearly 20 years, Battelle is no longer the reckless young man who used to be arrogant. He stood in place with a knife and said:
"Don't worry, aunt, I won't act rashly until I figure out the method of this female assassin. I'm afraid that there will be their internal support in the 30 army. If it drags on for too long, it is inevitable that someone will make trouble and make trouble. Chance."

Dayan Dolan looked around without showing any emotion, and immediately found that no less than a dozen pairs were staring at this side intentionally or unintentionally.

Of the 30 troops, less than [-] belong to the Dayan family. Among them, less than half of them are truly devoted to the royal family. Dayan Dolan doesn't think that the rest of the tribe will be kind enough to keep an eye on the safety of the Khan.

"If you move your hands in a while, don't worry about me."

After Dayan Dolan finished speaking in a deep voice, she found that the other party hadn't replied. Knowing her nephew's nature, she immediately frowned and wanted to say something.

At this moment, there was a sound of "whoosh" breaking through the sky. Looking up, I saw a long knife hitting the ground straight. The long knife was pointing at Xiao Chai who was surrounded by the crowd. .

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How could Xiaochai not notice something that Dayan Dolan could notice? Ordinary people might secretly greet the other party's family members when facing such high-altitude parabolic objects, but Xiaochai didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Whether he did it on purpose or not, she happened to be short of a weapon right now, Xiao Chai's footsteps were slightly wrong, and her figure turned sideways, as if she was sure that the knife that had no owner could hit her.

The long knife fell close to the side of the body as expected, but just as it was about to hit the ground, the blade suddenly paused, and then hovered in midair.

The people around saw the long knife that was just a finger away from the ground and stopped abruptly, they all thought it was the female assassin's move, and retreated subconsciously, unexpectedly, the woman retreated faster than them, and at the same time, there was an expression on her face. An unprecedented panic.

Everyone was puzzled and looked closely, only to see that the long knife was firmly attached to the opponent's side, and the scabbard kept buzzing, no matter how quickly the woman retreated, the knife was always firmly attached to her side like a magnet.

Xiaochai frowned, she didn't expect the guy above the clouds to have such a hidden murderous hand, the restless buzzing from the scabbard gave her a very bad feeling, and she also blamed herself for being careless, for being able to follow How can a guy whose master fights back and forth be an ordinary character?
It’s too late to say anything now, and it’s better to get rid of the long knife as soon as possible. Just as she was thinking about the countermeasures, the long knife beside her suddenly burst into a deafening roar without warning, and then the whole long knife exploded. It collapsed under the horrified eyes of the people around.

The shattered scabbard and blade spread out with astonishing power, and the woman's delicate body was also covered in fragments at this instant.

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Above the sky, although the old man took the initiative to attack after Pu Wen discarded the long knife, since the opponent incorporated the dragon soul into his body, his speed and strength have increased by not a little. Even with the blessing of the sword array and whisk, the old man was still beaten a little Out of breath.

And the opponent seems to never run out of strength, not only the speed is getting faster and faster, the punches are more powerful every time, the sword formation has been worn down under his ravages, the light of several flying swords has become weak, and even more powerful. In some cases, tiny cracks appeared, which made the old Taoist, who had always regarded Feijian as his lifeblood, feel distressed.

"Boy, what benefit did the Dayan family give you to make you willing to work so hard?"

Seasoned and fighting and retreating, at the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the opponent's two arms from the corner of his eye.

The power of Pu Wen's kung fu is terrifying, and the side effects are also not small. His body obviously cannot bear this kind of load. At this moment, the skin of his arms has begun to crack, but there is no bleeding from the cracks, but a faint golden light oozes out. If he continues , Exploding and dying is only a matter of time.

Park asked the attack and still did not reply. At this moment, the sound of an explosion came from below.

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Hearing the sound of the explosion, the old Taoist's expression finally changed. His hands breathed out majesticly and poured into the sword array in front of him. The fierce sword energy burst out from the sword array and forced the opponent back. The old Taoist quickly lowered his head and looked down.

"Well, you insidious boy, if you can't beat the old man, you will attack my disciple." The old man's face was ugly.

Pu Wen lowered his head, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and answered the other party's question in a vague voice:

"I don't care about the Dayan family, I just want to kill you now."

When he raised his head again, his pupils had been completely replaced by golden intentions, a cloud of golden mist was spit out along with his breathing, his bare arms were covered by golden scales at some point, his ten fingers had sharp nails, and his whole body was already dead. Something is faintly wrong.

Seeing this, the old Taoist couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and said with a gloomy face:
"My deity thinks you have some great supernatural powers, and you have been thrown for too long, and you have gradually lost yourself. Oh, this is just right, let me help you, and wait until you are completely insane, and then enter the sword after beheading I think we can go one step further."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed a mouthful of blood on the sword array. After touching the blood, the eighteen flying swords immediately glowed brightly, and their aura was far better than before.

"This old man's true yang saliva is ten years old, don't let me down."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he bullied himself.

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Below, after the violent explosion, Xiao Chai appeared in the sight of everyone intact, and the expected tragic scene of blood and flesh did not appear.

The woman tore off the tattered red dress, revealing a pure white robe. The brilliance flowed on the white robe, which was a complete fairy artifact. The Zongmen Immortal Artifact was left to the other party.

Xiaochai looked at Battelle behind the crowd, and said calmly:

"Please sweat to death!"

The sound is not loud, but it can resound through the three armies.

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