On the banks of the Xingshui River.

Zhan Yu turned into a human form, drank the Taiyin Spirit Liquid to replenish his magic power, and saw the four-winged giant snake coming quickly, shouting: "King Panshan, do you dare to come down and fight!"

At the same time, he showed off the Xuanjia Shield and Gengjin Sword, pulled out his posture, and prepared to fight back.

When the King of Panshan saw that the abominable little thief suddenly stopped, a trace of doubt appeared on the snake's face. I wonder what trick this little thief had to use. The Samadhi True Fire was very powerful and he still needed to deal with it carefully.

If the gutter capsizes, the good impression of his hard work in the Turtle Spirit Messenger will be gone, and an incompetent mountain king will not be taken seriously!

"No matter how powerful this little thief's magical power is, it is only the cultivation level of a celestial immortal. His own Xuanxian cultivation level can consume the thief to death as long as he fights upright. What's more, this kid probably has exhausted his magic power until now.

I stopped at once, and I thought it was just a fight between trapped beasts."

The thoughts were turned on. The King of Panshan had a certain plan in his mind, and he also turned into a human form and said, "Since you want to fight before you die, then the king will fulfill you!"

Zhan Yu was also pretending to be calm at this time. As the King of Panshan spoke, he deliberately glanced at the river behind him, as if there was any help in the river.

But he thought in his heart that the donkey Changgen should have returned to Chaoyang Cave to help soldiers at this time, and he still needs to delay for a while.

He already had a plan in his mind. He was betting that the Panshan King was smart. From the current situation, the Panshan King was not a reckless monster, which was very good.

"disease!"

With weak battles, if you lose the first move, you will be completely passive. Zhan Yu takes the lead and the Gengjin Sword turns into a stream of light and attacks the Panshan King.

An expert took action and saw the height at a glance. The King of Panshan thought to himself that this little thief was indeed a little trick. This flying sword was exquisite, but that was all. It was just that, it was the king who used his strength to break the cleverness.

"Xiaodaoer!"

The King of Panshan smiled contemptuously, and the purple-patterned iron staff in his hand, carrying the thunderous momentum, slashed towards the flying sword.

This purple-patterned iron rod was refined by the Panshan King's Picking Purple-patterned iron essence, weighing 38,000 kilograms. Although Zhan Yu's Geng Jin sword was sharp, it was a light weapon, and it also had both cultivation levels.

There is a huge difference in the level of power. If this blow is implemented, the flying sword will probably be destroyed by the iron rod.

Sure enough, when the flying sword was about to intersect with the iron rod, it rotated and avoided the iron rod and cut it towards the head of the King of Panshan.

However, the King of Panshan was calm and calm. A cloud of celebration appeared above his head, and five-colored auras were drooping. No sound was heard, and he firmly held the flying sword.

Zhan Yu's expression changed, and he immediately drove the sword spirit to control the Gengjin sword and turned into sword lights, sweeping around the Panshan King, constantly looking for defense loopholes.

The King of Panshan looked at the little thief who tried his best but was helpless and relieved his hatred. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you know that the celestial immortal and the Xuanxian are completely different from the clouds. The Xuanxian's five energys converge to the top of the Yuan Dynasty to condense and protect it.

The body is full of clouds and nurturing three flowers, but if you say that this cloud protects your body, you will never be able to break it. Today I will let you understand what despair is!"

Zhan Yu also laughed, while controlling the sword, and said, "So what about Xuanxian? The Qilin lineage has its own magical powers. Even though I am a celestial immortal, I can still fight with you. Your nephew Dan will kill you.

How could the Qilin Clan let go of the little demon under the command of the Qilin Clan? You wouldn’t naively think that I, the only demon, came today!”

Looking at the little thief's mocking eyes, the Panshan King hated him very much, but he had to think carefully about the shadow of the demon's famous tree and the powerful of the Qilin clan. What the little thief said was exactly what he was worried about.

Dan is really not enough to succeed!

The Panshan King released his divine thoughts and paid attention to the surrounding situation, just in case: "No matter how powerful the Qilin clan is, you little thief will die on the riverside today, so let's take your life!"

After saying that, the King of Panshan had lost his patience and moved his body, like a terrifying geese, and rushed towards the little demon's life. No matter what, the little demon's life must be left behind today.

In an instant, Zhan Yu felt what it means to press down on Mount Tai. He knew that he had lifted the true fire of the Panshan King. His purpose had been achieved. He would not foolishly fight against the Panshan King's anger.

Zhan Yu immediately escaped and disappeared into the eyes of the King of Panshan again.

"boom!"

Under the iron rod of the Panshan King, a deep ditch of thousands of feet was hit out, and the Ying River was shaken up thousands of waves. The river water poured backwards, and the deep ditch was quickly filled.

Xuanxian attacked and forced a tributary to the Ying River!

The King of Panshan looked up and saw a blood flower appearing in the Ying River. He smiled fiercely and said, "Little thief, you are doomed. My Snake Clan is the best at controlling water!"

He instantly came to the sky above the Ying River. He pointed his iron rod and seemed to open the door of the void. A black vortex appeared in the Ying River, like a bottomless pit, sucking all the water in the square and the living creatures into the vortex.

After resisting the aftermath of Xuanxian's attack again, Zhan Yu had no time to breathe, and immediately felt a huge traction force attacking. His body was uncontrollable and flowing along the water towards the black vortex. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless!

"not good!"

Zhan Yu understood that if he entered the vortex, he would definitely be in a state of death without life. At this time, he would rely on the ferocious beast to transform into a magical power to transform into a water-moving ferocious beast to break the deadlock.

But he did not make such a choice, just because the water-moving beast he could change was a dragon crocodile, a genus of scales, and it was easy to leak the bottom.

"roar!"

A giant ape of mountain as high as five hundred feet high emerged from the water, holding a big black stick in hand, and smashed the black vortex with one slash.

"Oh, you snake demon, you killed two deer demons in Gewangshan, and you want to kill my subordinates. You really think that the Qilin tribe is so bullied, so take your life!"

The incarnation of the five hundred feet of giant beast is Zhan Yu's magic power limit. The movement of the giant ape in the mountains is the real pressure on Mount Tai. In front of such giant beasts, the demon body of the Panshan King more than 300 feet of the demon body looks small and exquisite.

The huge and pure power stirred the wind and clouds. The space where the big stick passed swayed. It flashed in front of the King of Panshan, and then the sound of the stick roar came.

"There is an ambush!"

The King of Panshan was shocked and instantly showed the body of a snake. His four wings were shaking wildly, and he quickly moved away from the giant ape. This power was too great, and his Xuanxian power was not enough to resist.

The giant ape in the mountain ridge immediately took a step and stepped on the mountains and rivers to chase the king of the winding mountain.

The Panshan King was intimidated by the fierce power of the giant ape, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart, afraid that it was not the powerful Qilin clan who took action.

When the thoughts come together, the mind will suddenly arise.

At this time, it was no longer a struggle between Mingsha Mountain and Gewang Mountain, but a struggle between Qilin Clan and Dragon Clan. It is urgent to return to the mountains immediately, summon the old and young to join the dragon clan, and use the power of the dragon clan to regain the face.

Thinking of this, King Panshan no longer had the intention of fighting and flew directly towards Mingsha Mountain!
Chapter completed!