Chapter 2091
On the hillside, human figures rose into the sky. The experts of the demon and demon families smiled grimly, with strong self-confidence and ferocity, rushed to the people of Qingtian sword school like a tiger down the mountain.
Their number is twice as small as that of the Optimus sword sect, but for them, the number of sheep is no more than the slaughter of a wolf, and they call themselves tigers.
As for failure? In Zhongqiang's view, it is impossible. How can a sect with thousands of years have such details.
The flying crowd was automatically divided into two groups. The fifteen masters of the demon clan rushed directly to Yue Xiaxia's sister and brother in the crowd. As for the rest of Yue Xiaxia's side, they were directly ignored, and only Yue Xiaxia's sister and brother were in their eyes.
Yan Zhenshan and others rushed to Qin Shihu. Although it seems to them that they are a little suspected of bullying the small, the demons and demons have always attached more importance to interests, and they will not have these considerations at all.
Looking at the sneer on the faces of the people of Qingtian sword sect, Yan Zhenshan's eyes looked like idiots, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly, as if mocking their ignorance.
But Tang Yilei didn't know if it was because he had a shadow over Qingtian sword sect. He retreated silently during the battle and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
The Optimus sword sect doesn't rely on the large array defense at the mountain gate and comes here to fight with them. Don't you know the strength of these people?
Tang Yilei shakes his head. He has despised qingtianjian sect once. Anyway, there is nothing for him next. There is no need to rush into battle. Just watch the play from a distance, and stand far away. In case of anything wrong, there is enough reaction time.
"Kill!" when Yan Zhenshan and others were about to approach Qingtian sword sect, Qin Shihu coldly pulled out the fairy sword, and then gave a roar.
"Kill!" the roar sounded behind Qin Shihu and rushed to the nine days. In an instant, the wind and cloud turned upside down and the world changed color.
"Put on airs and die." Yan Zhenshan, holding a huge axe, slashed Qin Shihu's head and shrouded everyone.
The huge axe is emanating from the heavy breath of the earth. This is the most precious treasure of the Dao of the earth. Under the drive of Yenshan mountain, even the fairyland can be split. This is also the most pure force, strong, heavy and unstoppable, as if the essence of the Tao of the earth is gathered in the big axe.
Even in the same realm, the rest of the roads dare not shake with the masters of the earth road in strength.
"I don't know how to live or die." one person took the lead in the crowd. He didn't have any magic weapons in his hand, but just a simple punch and blew at the giant axe in yanzhenshan.
"Ignorance!" Yan Zhenshan laughed when he saw that the other party dared to shake his axe with his flesh. Even the strong ones of banbu Tiandi dare not fight with their flesh. Even those banbu Tiandi in the demon world around them, even if they have magic weapons of the same level, dare not shake with themselves.
As the son of the great sage who moved the mountain, Yan Zhenshan is proud of all the strong people in the same realm. Next, Yan Zhenshan seems to see the other party turn into nothingness when he sees the giant axe.
"Jingle!" the huge metal knocking sound resounded through the world. Then, Yan Zhenshan's eyes were like seeing a ghost. His giant axe did not break each other's fist. On the contrary, in the earthquake, Yan Zhenshan flew upside down. His hands holding the axe were badly hurt. That huge earthquake force, He turned his hands into a pool of meat foam.
In an instant, his hands became blood blurred foam.
As for the giant axe that he carried with him, he was held in his hand by the other party and was carefully checked in his hand.
"Poof!" he couldn't bear the huge injury and grief. Yan Zhenshan vomited blood. Even now, he couldn't believe that the other Party defeated himself holding the ground shaking axe with his flesh. That was the best golden fairy tool temporarily given to him by the great saint of moving mountains. His father, the great saint of moving mountains, had only two such magic weapons, which was one of the precious magic weapons.
However, only one round of confrontation, yanzhenshan was completely defeated.
Yan Zhenshan sat on the ground and stared at the sky. The strong man who had just rushed up like a wolf was defeated in an instant.
These strong men, second only to the demon God, have surprisingly no room to fight back in front of the people of Qingtian sword sect.
Through the power shown by the people of Qingtian sword sect, Yan Zhenshan can only accept the reality painfully even if he is unwilling to admit it. All the disciples of Qingtian sword sect are half step Tiandi.
More than 80 half step heavenly emperors, how unreal this is.
"How could this happen?" the thought just rose. A long black sword broke through the void, locked everything in him, felt the invincible cutting gas on the blade, and yanzhenshan suddenly felt the breath of death.
He couldn't figure out how an ant like figure in his eyes could suddenly be so powerful. He had just been defeated by a boxing. Under this sword, Yan Zhenshan couldn't even use the secret method. That sword seemed to solidify space and time and everything.
"Everything can only be killed in the face of this sword." the idea just rose, Yan Zhenshan's eyes were black, his consciousness retreated like a tide, and he couldn't see anything.
Next, there was a feast of slaughter. With Qin Shihu's loud drink, more than 80 people formed a zigzag Yellow River array and wrapped everyone in it.
In the distance, Tang Yilei looked at all this blankly, and a thick fear flashed in his heart. The three majestic rosefinch elders were completely filled with fear, and never felt so afraid like this moment.
"Do I, the rosefinch family, really want to be held down by the Qingtian sword sect forever? Who can resist such a nine curved Yellow River array without the emperor of heaven?" Tang Yilei's question is doomed to have no answer. Except for the attraction of the emperor's treasure this time, it is difficult for anyone to organize so many half steps together with the emperor of heaven. And since ancient times, not so many Bu Tiandi formed a large array to kill the enemy. Because no force can form an array with so many steps.
Even if the history of the fairyland is countless billion years, it is unprecedented.
Tang Yilei sees an expert trying to escape by using the secret method. Such an expert must have rich means to escape, and there are countless means to protect his life.
But now, Tang Yilei sees that any means they use in the Jiuqu Yellow River array are ineffective.
Qingtian sword sect has stronger single strength and more people than them, and can form a large array. In contrast, the experts in the demon world are not familiar with each other, so they can only fight on their own.
Tang Yilei sighed softly. When he saw the strength of Qingtian sword sect, he knew the end, and if he continued to watch, he couldn't go away.
Silently tore up a piece of talisman given to him by the old ancestor, and Tang Yilei silently disappeared in place.
In the sky, the feast of slaughter is reaching its climax.
Their number is twice as small as that of the Optimus sword sect, but for them, the number of sheep is no more than the slaughter of a wolf, and they call themselves tigers.
As for failure? In Zhongqiang's view, it is impossible. How can a sect with thousands of years have such details.
The flying crowd was automatically divided into two groups. The fifteen masters of the demon clan rushed directly to Yue Xiaxia's sister and brother in the crowd. As for the rest of Yue Xiaxia's side, they were directly ignored, and only Yue Xiaxia's sister and brother were in their eyes.
Yan Zhenshan and others rushed to Qin Shihu. Although it seems to them that they are a little suspected of bullying the small, the demons and demons have always attached more importance to interests, and they will not have these considerations at all.
Looking at the sneer on the faces of the people of Qingtian sword sect, Yan Zhenshan's eyes looked like idiots, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly, as if mocking their ignorance.
But Tang Yilei didn't know if it was because he had a shadow over Qingtian sword sect. He retreated silently during the battle and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
The Optimus sword sect doesn't rely on the large array defense at the mountain gate and comes here to fight with them. Don't you know the strength of these people?
Tang Yilei shakes his head. He has despised qingtianjian sect once. Anyway, there is nothing for him next. There is no need to rush into battle. Just watch the play from a distance, and stand far away. In case of anything wrong, there is enough reaction time.
"Kill!" when Yan Zhenshan and others were about to approach Qingtian sword sect, Qin Shihu coldly pulled out the fairy sword, and then gave a roar.
"Kill!" the roar sounded behind Qin Shihu and rushed to the nine days. In an instant, the wind and cloud turned upside down and the world changed color.
"Put on airs and die." Yan Zhenshan, holding a huge axe, slashed Qin Shihu's head and shrouded everyone.
The huge axe is emanating from the heavy breath of the earth. This is the most precious treasure of the Dao of the earth. Under the drive of Yenshan mountain, even the fairyland can be split. This is also the most pure force, strong, heavy and unstoppable, as if the essence of the Tao of the earth is gathered in the big axe.
Even in the same realm, the rest of the roads dare not shake with the masters of the earth road in strength.
"I don't know how to live or die." one person took the lead in the crowd. He didn't have any magic weapons in his hand, but just a simple punch and blew at the giant axe in yanzhenshan.
"Ignorance!" Yan Zhenshan laughed when he saw that the other party dared to shake his axe with his flesh. Even the strong ones of banbu Tiandi dare not fight with their flesh. Even those banbu Tiandi in the demon world around them, even if they have magic weapons of the same level, dare not shake with themselves.
As the son of the great sage who moved the mountain, Yan Zhenshan is proud of all the strong people in the same realm. Next, Yan Zhenshan seems to see the other party turn into nothingness when he sees the giant axe.
"Jingle!" the huge metal knocking sound resounded through the world. Then, Yan Zhenshan's eyes were like seeing a ghost. His giant axe did not break each other's fist. On the contrary, in the earthquake, Yan Zhenshan flew upside down. His hands holding the axe were badly hurt. That huge earthquake force, He turned his hands into a pool of meat foam.
In an instant, his hands became blood blurred foam.
As for the giant axe that he carried with him, he was held in his hand by the other party and was carefully checked in his hand.
"Poof!" he couldn't bear the huge injury and grief. Yan Zhenshan vomited blood. Even now, he couldn't believe that the other Party defeated himself holding the ground shaking axe with his flesh. That was the best golden fairy tool temporarily given to him by the great saint of moving mountains. His father, the great saint of moving mountains, had only two such magic weapons, which was one of the precious magic weapons.
However, only one round of confrontation, yanzhenshan was completely defeated.
Yan Zhenshan sat on the ground and stared at the sky. The strong man who had just rushed up like a wolf was defeated in an instant.
These strong men, second only to the demon God, have surprisingly no room to fight back in front of the people of Qingtian sword sect.
Through the power shown by the people of Qingtian sword sect, Yan Zhenshan can only accept the reality painfully even if he is unwilling to admit it. All the disciples of Qingtian sword sect are half step Tiandi.
More than 80 half step heavenly emperors, how unreal this is.
"How could this happen?" the thought just rose. A long black sword broke through the void, locked everything in him, felt the invincible cutting gas on the blade, and yanzhenshan suddenly felt the breath of death.
He couldn't figure out how an ant like figure in his eyes could suddenly be so powerful. He had just been defeated by a boxing. Under this sword, Yan Zhenshan couldn't even use the secret method. That sword seemed to solidify space and time and everything.
"Everything can only be killed in the face of this sword." the idea just rose, Yan Zhenshan's eyes were black, his consciousness retreated like a tide, and he couldn't see anything.
Next, there was a feast of slaughter. With Qin Shihu's loud drink, more than 80 people formed a zigzag Yellow River array and wrapped everyone in it.
In the distance, Tang Yilei looked at all this blankly, and a thick fear flashed in his heart. The three majestic rosefinch elders were completely filled with fear, and never felt so afraid like this moment.
"Do I, the rosefinch family, really want to be held down by the Qingtian sword sect forever? Who can resist such a nine curved Yellow River array without the emperor of heaven?" Tang Yilei's question is doomed to have no answer. Except for the attraction of the emperor's treasure this time, it is difficult for anyone to organize so many half steps together with the emperor of heaven. And since ancient times, not so many Bu Tiandi formed a large array to kill the enemy. Because no force can form an array with so many steps.
Even if the history of the fairyland is countless billion years, it is unprecedented.
Tang Yilei sees an expert trying to escape by using the secret method. Such an expert must have rich means to escape, and there are countless means to protect his life.
But now, Tang Yilei sees that any means they use in the Jiuqu Yellow River array are ineffective.
Qingtian sword sect has stronger single strength and more people than them, and can form a large array. In contrast, the experts in the demon world are not familiar with each other, so they can only fight on their own.
Tang Yilei sighed softly. When he saw the strength of Qingtian sword sect, he knew the end, and if he continued to watch, he couldn't go away.
Silently tore up a piece of talisman given to him by the old ancestor, and Tang Yilei silently disappeared in place.
In the sky, the feast of slaughter is reaching its climax.
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