Zhang Yuanqing's heart trembled and he shouted: "Xiahou Aotian, be careful with your head!"
At the same time, Xiahou Aotian received a warning from the old man with the ring: "There is something wrong with the sculpture..."
When the two voices rang in his mind and ears, Xiahou Aotian instinctively raised his head and saw two eyes on the sculpture's dull face looking down at him.
A stiff, dead thing was actually looking at me.
Even though he has seen so much, he can't help but feel numb.
As their eyes met, the female sculpture struck out the rusty iron sword with lightning speed.
There was a flash of sword light in the palace.
Unable to escape, Xiahou Aotian crossed his arms in front of him, and his two red half gloves ignited flames. The flames formed a vortex with a diameter of one meter, like a rotating flame shield.
At the same time, the mud boots on his feet rushed out of the mud and went upstream, wrapping him into a terracotta warrior.
Finally, the vine armor on Xiahou Aotian's body automatically bounced off a dark green light shield.
The flame vortex failed to crush the sword light and collapsed first. Then the dark green light shield shattered into glass-like fragments. Then there was a muffled sound of "bang", and a deep crack was cut out of the mud shell on Xiahou Aotian's body.
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The next second, formation patterns appeared under Xiahou Aotian's feet, teleporting him to the entrance of the hall.
"You can't defend against all three props, be careful!" he yelled.
A vaguely visible scar appeared on Xiahou Aotian's chest, but the bleeding had stopped and was slowly healing.
When you reach the dominance stage, no matter which profession you are in, your vitality has been greatly improved, reaching an inhuman level.
The female sculpture with a stiff face made a "click" sound on her neck, twisting her head like a puppet, looking at the crowd, and sweeping the rusty iron sword.
Fu Qingyang was stunned: "Lower your head!"
Four people and one corpse ducked to avoid it. A loud "bang" sound was heard in their ears. The sword light cut off the pillars, walls, and palace doors. They rushed out of the hall, continued to rush, and disappeared into the sky.
Fuck! Such a terrifying sword energy with just one wave of his hand? Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, and Xing escaped outside the palace.
Princess Yinyao, Fu Qingyang, Demon Eye King and Xiahou Aotian all fled outside.
"Boom~"
The Yaoguang Palace collapsed, with tiles flying everywhere, broken trees flying everywhere, and foggy dust rising.
"boom!"
A tall figure rushed out from the collapsed ruins. She was more than two meters tall. She was carved from stone, but her heavy body was lighter than a kite. She instantly flew in front of Zhang Yuanqing and slashed her down with a sword.
In a hurry, Zhang Yuanqing raised his short sword and pointed it towards the sky.
when!
The rusty iron sword collided with the short knife, and the sword energy in the sword scattered, making a continuous "ding-dong" sound, which was blocked by the purple gold armor.
Zhang Yuanqing's tiger's mouth was cracked, and the dagger was pressed on his shoulder. His knees weakened and he fell to the ground.
The golden dragon shadow surrounding him also disintegrated into golden light fragments under the sword.
The female statue crushed him in strength.
A golden-red beam of light shot from the side, hitting the female sculpture's body in the middle.
It suddenly froze and turned into a lifeless thing.
At this time, Fu Qingyang, who had already put on a black cloak embroidered with gold cloud patterns, took out a golden dragon-head sword, and while the cloak was flying, he touched the forehead of the female statue with the sword.
"Crack!"
The statue's head collapsed with exaggerated cracks.
Fu Qingyang succeeded with the sword, and immediately sheathed his sword and retreated. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing switched to the white-blade state, activated the "shape-cutting" skill that ignored defense, and struck hard at the cracked forehead of the statue.
With a "bang" sound, a pit appeared between the statue's eyebrows, and gravel shot out.
The slashing shape that ignored the physical defense failed to penetrate the statue's head, which only meant that the statue had no defense, and the hardness was its own material.
Suffering two consecutive fatal attacks, the female statue broke free from "out of control", raised its head and screamed from the soul, and then swept across with the iron sword.
Fu Qingyang felt a sharp pain in his brain and became slightly dizzy.
Yanshi, who has an iron will, is like this, let alone Xiahou Aotian, Demon Eye King and Princess Yinyao, who are collectively in a state of control.
Suddenly, a gentle and powerful force poured into my mind, soothing the dizziness and pain, and the cry of Yuanshi Tianzun came to my ears:
"Squat down!"
Everyone ducked again and dodged the shocking sword.
The high wall behind him was forcibly cut short. Shrubs, trees, and vines all fell down, and the cuts were even.
The corolla above Fu Qingyang's head lit up, and the surrounding trees suddenly came to life. The roots and vines were like tentacles, tightly entwining the female sculpture.
"Puff..." Countless sword energies burst out from the female sculpture, crushing the entangled objects.
Zhang Yuanqing, who activated the "nihilation" rule of the Burning Sun skill, suddenly appeared in front of it, merged with the purple thunder hammer, and hit the statue's face with his right fist with spiked knuckles.
There was a loud "boom" in the distance, the ground was dented, and the three-headed and eight-armed Demon Eye King came behind the female sculpture like a ghost with pure speed, spreading its eight arms, trying to clamp her down tightly.
Fu Qingyang stepped more than ten meters in one step, holding the golden dragon sword high.
Princess Yinyao transformed into starlight and appeared on the right side of the female sculpture, stirring the majestic Yin Qi, and the spirit-sealing talismans were quickly formed.
The right hand of the female sculpture holding the old yellow gourd was gently thrown up, and the gourd landed on top of its head. The freed hand grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's wrist as fast as thunder, and swung it backwards.
"boom!"
Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing purple gold armor, bumped heavily into the arms of the Demon Eye King, who stumbled back.
The female sculpture's head "clicked" and turned toward Princess Yinyao, making a long and harsh roar that could only be heard by fetuses. She held a rusty iron sword in her right hand and pointed it toward the sky.
Amidst the sharp sound that pierced the eardrum, Fu Qingyang flew back. The female sculpture's knees sank slightly and she almost fell to her knees.
Princess Yinyao's computer went down amid the screams and became motionless.
The sinking body of the female sculpture rotated, driving the rusty iron sword to slash Princess Yinyao's head.
It has powerful swordsmanship and melee combat capabilities.
Fu Qingyang, who was flying back, threw the Golden Dragon Sword, and with a "oooo" sound, the magic weapon turned into a majestic golden dragon and crashed into the female sculpture.
The latter sheathed his sword and turned around to strike.
Ding!
The rusty iron sword struck out dazzling sparks from the dragon's head.
The golden dragon swims around the female sculpture, swooping down from time to time, and pounces like a flying sword. The female sculpture has excellent swordsmanship and splits the golden dragon's dive every time.
At this time, a golden dragon roared over, opened its mouth, and sprayed golden molten flames towards the female sculpture.
The molten flames spurted out for more than ten seconds.
The five-clawed golden dragon restrained its breath, twisted its body and flew to the side, sleeping soundly.
The two-meter-tall female sculpture is covered with thick lava, and its stone body appears charred black. It seems to have turned into a dead thing, standing frozen in place.
The pure dragon flame of the five-clawed golden dragon has a strong restraint effect on evil objects, and it only affects the target who is burned by the dragon flame, and will not suppress the companions.
Not as domineering as Risheng.
The Demon Eye King raised the corners of his mouth, spread his eight arms, and rushed towards the female sculpture with great momentum. His eight fists fell like a rainstorm, hitting the female sculpture's head from different directions.
Bang bang bang... the fist almost left an afterimage, and the hit made its body tilt and stagger back.
Zhang Yuanqing, wearing purple gold armor, jumped out from above the head of the Demon Eye King, "Its body is too hard, get away from me!"
The female sculpture suddenly stopped retreating, turned her wrist, and raised the rusty iron sword.
At this moment, a ball of three-color flames came over, wrapped around the rusty iron sword, and burned fiercely.
Suddenly, the iron sword seemed to weigh thousands of kilograms and could not be lifted. It burned red and had a tendency to melt.
Xiahou Aotian, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally seized the opportunity and used the restraint weapon Samadhi True Fire.
Zhang Yuanqing seized the opportunity, tattooed the muscles of his right arm, held up his sleeve, and smashed down hard with his fist fused with the Purple Thunder Hammer.
"boom!"
The crack on the forehead of the female sculpture expanded rapidly, and the right half of her face was shattered.
This fatal blow made the female sculpture choose to abandon the iron sword and fight back with her hard body as a weapon.
At this time, the magic eye's forehead vertical eye shot out a golden-red beam of light, which shone on the female sculpture, controlling her again.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he followed with a second punch. No matter how hard the sculpture's head was, even if it was half broken, he was sure to completely destroy it within three punches.
However, endless black smoke came from all directions, obscuring his sight.
Ten minutes have passed.
Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder and back muscles exploded, and he pushed his fist forward. The blinded vision did not affect his ability to attack the enemy, after all, the enemy was right in front.
However, this straight punch hit the air.
The female sculpture that was still controlled by the bewitched demon disappeared.
Fuck! Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, his nerves tightened instantly, and he shouted: "Where is it?"
Fu Qingyang spoke very fast: "At my nine o'clock direction!"
Zhang Yuanqing immediately raised his left hand, the black muzzle of the gun opened in his palm, and a thunderstorm cannon was fired.
Just as the lavender ball lightning roared away, Fu Qingyang's tone changed: "It's at my twelve o'clock direction."
boom!
The thunderstorm cannon failed, setting off a terrifying shock wave and dense arc.
Xiahou Aotian and Demon Eye King rushed to the twelve o'clock direction at the same time, and heard Fu Qingyang say: "At my three o'clock direction... it keeps moving."
"No, it's not movement, it's escape, maybe star escape." Fu Qingyang added calmly.
Xiahou Aotian said angrily: "Why does a statue of a scout profession know the Star Escape Technique?"
"Nonsense, the black smoke gave her the ability. She doesn't have any eyesight?" said the Demon Eye King.
"You have eyesight, tell me how to fight? The footsteps are coming soon!" As soon as Xiahou Aotian finished speaking, everyone heard the "dong dong" footsteps.
Fu Qingyang kept reporting the enemy's location, and by the end, his tone became fast and urgent.
Even he was anxious.
The female statue is still changing its position.
Only then did they realize how ridiculous the idea of following the footsteps to kill the enemy was.
The black smoke is the protective umbrella of the female sculpture and their biggest crisis. The real enemy is eliminated in the ten minutes between them.
Once the enemy is not eliminated within ten minutes, they will have to wait for death.
Now, their crisis has come.
The Master of the Killing Palace has been "banned", and no one can save them from the decapitating attack. Except for Zhang Yuanqing, the god of travel, the ancient god of war, Yanshi and the weapon refiner can't withstand such injuries.
