Facing the three men who were charging at them fiercely, Jialuoshu Bodhisattva formed a seal with his hands, smoothed the wrinkles in the space, and formed a space cage in front of him to block the three second-grade warriors.

Kou Yangzhou spun like a top, like an electric drill, and his sword intent exploded, drilling a gap in the spatial cage.

A ring of fire exploded behind Asuro's head, and the muscles in his back bulged rapidly. Every cell was exerting force, pushing his fist to hit the gap drilled by Kou Yangzhou.

The space cage suddenly shattered.

Xu Qian jumped out, his green robe fiercely encouraging, and the Taiping Dao and Zhenguo Sword in his hand were crossed and slashed out.

During the process, the power of all sentient beings blessed the blade.

Ding! The Taiping Knife and the Zhenguo Sword erupted with dazzling sparks on the Garoshu's chest, leaving two intersecting white marks.

Xu Qian cursed inwardly.

The next moment, Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva's fist punched through Xu Qian's chest, and pale golden blood spurted backwards.

Dacheng's Vajra body, coupled with Monk Shenshu's Shura bloodline, still can't stop the fist of the first-level Bodhisattva, because this is a first-level monk who follows the route of a monk...

Xu Qi'an threw away the sword, hugged Jialuoshu's right arm with his backhand, and grinned.

Bang!

Garoshu's chest was sunken, and this was the first time he was injured.

Broken jade!

Xu Qian repaid all the harm the Jia Luo tree had done to him.

Kou Yangzhou held the peace knife, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword light, which hit the chest of Jialuoshu. The second-grade martial artist's knife intention tore through the space, carrying the will to cut through everything.

Bang Jialuoshu picked up Xu Qian with one arm and hit him heavily on Kou Yangzhou. It was like two meteorites colliding together. The air wave shook and both of them were knocked away.

Thump thump thump!

Asura stepped into the void and seized this opportunity as fast as possible. The ring of fire behind his head converged, and a brilliant light wheel emerged.

He reached behind his head and grabbed the light wheel, and his fist suddenly lit up with a brilliant light.

when!

All the power of the Killing Thieves fruition was tilted towards the chest of the Bodhisattva Gara Tree.

Asura's fist successfully penetrated the chest of the Garoshu, avenging Xu Qi'an.

Kou Yangzhou and Xu Qian almost cried with joy after finally breaking the defense. They fought from outside Xunzhou City until now, and finally broke the defense of this smelly stone in the latrine.

The characteristic of "Fudo Mingwang" is the word "fudo".

Even Jian Zheng can't do anything to the immovable Gara tree, but once it moves, it loses the blessing of "immovable king".

However, without the Vajra Dharma form of the Jia Luo tree, the physical defense is normal.

Xu Qi'an's Jade Broken Replacement for Injury, and Asuro's second-level level of invincible violent output, successfully broke through the Garo Tree's defense.

Ji Xuan and Xu Pingfeng's brows jumped at the same time when they saw Asura's fist piercing Garoshu's chest.

The most powerful Bodhisattva in Buddhism was injured for the first time since entering the Central Plains.

This seems to be a bad omen.

Anger flashed in Garoshu's eyes, and his big palm-like hands pinched Asura's head and picked him up.

At this time, he looked like a man of muscles, with knotted muscle lines.

"Kacha!"

The sound of Asura's skull breaking was heard, and pale golden blood flowed from the fingers of the Garo tree.

Bang bang, bang bang, the drums sounded suddenly, one after another, as fast as a rain shower.

Asura's dark golden body was stained with a layer of pitch black, as if ink had been poured on his body.

He released the power of the Shura clan's bloodline.

The sound of cracking skulls no longer sounded.

At this time, Xu Qi'an dragged out the afterimages and walked behind the Jia Luo tree like a ghost. He and the Jia Luo tree were back to back, holding the Zhenguo Sword in his right hand and stabbing behind him.

The Zhenguo Sword pierced the Garoshu's chest, and the characteristics of the Zhenguo Sword and the Thief-killing Fruit Position exploded at the same time, burning the wound.

Pain flashed in the eyes of the Bodhisattva Jialuoshu. This was the second time in five hundred years that he had tasted pain. The last time was when the prisoner stabbed his head with a Confucian sage's carving knife.

boom!

Before Xu Qi'an drew his sword and retreated, Jialuoshu kicked the rising star away who dared to hurt him. Then, he picked up the Asura and hit Xu Qi'an who was flying upside down.

Two dark figures collided with each other. Xu Qian and Asuro groaned, and the same thought flashed through their minds:

This guy is so hard!

Rumble, boom, boom, Qi spurts out from the soles of the Jialuo tree, and every foot seems to be stepping on the ground, making a roaring sound.

He quickly caught up with Xu Qian and Asuro, who were flying upside down. He exploded with energy, using his fists, elbows and knees as weapons. He hit the two of them with broken bones and tendons, and light golden blood spilled like rain.

During the process, Kou Yangzhou tried to help many times, but was knocked away by Jialuoshu's punch or palm.

Click, click, click!

Jialuoshu, who was attacking fiercely, froze, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard in his body.

Xu Qi'an used jade fragments to forcefully interrupt Jialuo Shu's combo.

Poof~ The overbearing sword intent penetrated Jialuoshu's unhealed chest. For a second-grade martial artist like Kou Yangzhou, Jialuoshu's stagnation just now was simply a flaw in front of his eyes.

Being stabbed through the chest again and again, Jialuoshu became furious, turned around, swung his arms, and punched backwards.

The old man's head shrank, and then he heard the sound of his skull flying away.

On the other side, Xu Qian and Asuluo "pieced together" the broken arm and skull, put the hanging intestines back into the stomach, and while the injuries were healing quickly, attacked the Garo tree to share the pressure on Kou Yangzhou.

The four of them started fighting "bang bang bang", and from time to time someone's head would fly up and someone's thigh would be twisted off. The scene was bloody and violent.

Jialuoshu punches Xu Qian with the left, Asura with the right, and can even step on a Kou Yangzhou under his feet, showing the true qualities of a first-class master.

But he kept getting stabbed in the chest one after another. The power of the Killing Thief Status and the properties of the Zhenguo Sword were superimposed, and the injuries became more and more serious.

A clear light burst out from Xu Pingfeng's arms, roaring and shrouding everyone's heads. At the same time, the circular formation under his feet expanded, trying to cover everyone inside.

He wanted to take the opportunity to expand the realm of the bronze disc and isolate this world so that Xu Qi'an could not control the power of all living beings.

The increase in the power of all living beings has transformed him from a second-level martial artist to a peak powerhouse with explosive power comparable to Asura. The two of them are the main force against the Garo Tree.

As long as Xu Qian is brought back to his original form, the situation can be reversed.

Zhao Shou flicked his Confucian crown with his fingers and said in a deep voice:

"The use of formations is prohibited here!"

Before the expanding circular formation had time to include everyone, it was prohibited by the rules of this place and had no choice but to dissipate.

Xu Pingfeng was not angry but happy, and raised the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Ji Xuan, who was originally on the edge of the battlefield, lurked near Sun Xuanji at some point. When Zhao Shounian came out and banned the use of formations, he decisively jumped up and got close to Sun Xuanji.

A warlock who cannot use formations is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of an extraordinary warrior.

Sun Xuanji's pupils contracted violently. He did not have the danger premonition of a warrior, so he could not detect the danger in advance, but now, every nerve and every cell was transmitting dangerous signals to him.

Pieces of defense flew out of the bag on his waist, including a bronze bell, a breast mirror, and an iron shield. But these magical weapons either had no time to unfold, or they were torn apart by Ji Xuan with the violence of a martial artist as soon as they appeared.

open.

Xu Pingfeng's real goal was not to expand the realm of the bronze disc. With Zhao Shou, a great scholar, holding the battle, he had no chance to sacrifice the first-generation magical weapon.

The sacrifice of the magic weapon just now was just a pretense, what he really wanted to kill was Sun Xuanji.

Sun Xuanji, like Ji Xuan, is the weakest extraordinary person present and the easiest to kill with one hit.

As long as Sun Xuanji can be killed, this battle will not be considered a loss.

He concluded that Zhao Shou would restrict formations, not magic weapons, because formations are unique to warlocks, but magic weapons include magic weapons and peerless magic weapons.

Restricting the use of magic weapons is equivalent to cutting off Xu Qian's arm.

Bang bang bang!

After three magic weapons exploded in succession, Ji Xuan was so powerful that he punched Sun Xuanji through the chest.

The blood instantly dyed the white clothes red.

Ji Xuan, who was about to directly harvest the life of this third-level warlock, suddenly saw the other party take out a ball of dark silk that exuded highly toxic gas.

The silk quickly wrapped around Ji Xuan and tied him and Sun Xuanji together.

Netherworld Silk!

This is the excess silk after weaving the Soul-Calling Flag, which was refined into a magical weapon by Sun Xuanji.

It has only two functions: restraining enemies and poisoning.

The toxin of the Nether Silkworm can cause certain damage to extraordinary warriors. Of course, Sun Xuanji chose to use it not because of the toxin, but because of its toughness.

He wanted to use this to entangle Ji Xuan.

With Ji Xuan's cultivation level and without the assistance of peerless magic weapons, it would be impossible to break free from the Nether Silk in a short time.

"Hey~"

Amidst the sound of the sky breaking, a rusty iron sword passed through the sea of ​​clouds. Ji Xuan's head exploded in the sword light, and pieces of blood, flesh and bones flew into the air.
To be continued...