I don't know why, but at this dangerous moment of "when disaster strikes, let's fly separately", Yi Qingwu, who was seriously injured, didn't look so annoying anymore. Especially looking at the expression of concern on this woman's face that was definitely not fake, Meng Fei also felt sad in his heart.

I couldn't help but feel moved.

Although this woman has average strength and a hostile stance, no matter how she looks at her, she is much prettier than Tang Simo's pretentious face.

"Hey, tell me, what's going on inside? Let me tell you, I saw a peerless strong man not long ago, dressed in white..." Yi Qingwu recounted her previous experience to Meng Fei in shock.

"Are you talking about that extremely slutty guy? He's not a good bird. We have to be careful..." Meng Fei controlled the fire gourd and returned cautiously. He relied on the function of the fire gourd to hide his whereabouts and hid on the periphery of the battlefield to observe carefully.

Sweeping array.

Although he felt bad about the man in white, as a fellow racer, Meng Fei didn't want this arrogant man to lose the battle.

Otherwise, it is hard to say what kind of impact the Green Sea Sandbank will suffer when the King of the Sand Clan comes. However, all living creatures within a radius of thousands of miles of this sandy area will definitely be slaughtered.

That would be a disaster that no one could bear, especially since he, Young Master Meng, was also involved, and it would be absolutely difficult for him to escape from this catastrophe.

However, gradually, Meng Fei discovered that things seemed to be developing in the opposite direction to his expectations.

After a short period of adaptation, the power of the King of the Sand Clan continued to increase. His huge body shone with a coquettish black color. Tang Simo's God-Destroying Style was indeed unpredictable, and the silver lightsaber was always

Endless attacks and killings have destroyed the entire Sand Clan city into ruins, but it has gradually become difficult to harm the Sand Clan King.

"Hahahaha, an ant-like human dares to claim to be the Emperor of Destruction, you are ignorant!" The power of the God-Destroying Style angered Xiao Tian, ​​and the Emperor of the Sand Clan roared contemptuously.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, ignoring the endless rain of silver swords, stretching his huge body to his heart's content, and giving up his defensive posture.

But it can be clearly seen that the place that was punctured by the silver sword rain has gradually healed, without even a drop of blood flowing out.

And as the coquettish black light on his skin grew stronger, the rain of silver swords in the sky was no longer able to harm him, and he returned to the previous scene, making a series of metallic sounds of gold and iron hitting each other, and sparks flying around!

"Human, your performance is over now!" After stretching his huge body, the King of the Sand Clan suddenly took a deep breath.

With this inhalation, the air flow in the air made a roaring sound.

I saw the chest of the King of the Sand Clan's huge body inflating like a balloon. Most of the terrifying sword rain in the sky was sucked into his mouth. Even the space within a hundred meters in front was sucked in by him, causing it to collapse and twist.

, after a slight pause, Xiaotian opened his mouth wide, roared, and let out a sound wave like water ripples.

"The Tsar purifies the world, roars!" A huge sound wave appeared in an instant, exceeding the limit of what the hearing organ can bear.

Meng Fei and Yi Qingwu, who were hiding and watching the battle more than 500 meters away, were protected by the fire gourd light shield. At this moment, they could not close their six senses. They still felt that their eyes were black and their ears were buzzing.

There was a loud sound, and a series of golden little stars flew mischievously in front of my eyes.

The man in white who bore the brunt, Tang Simo, was naturally facing a huge crisis.

"Emperor Sword Art, Protect!" Amidst the domineering shouts, the silver sword shadows filled the sky, like a child who understood Tang Simo's words, making a series of cheerful and crisp sounds, and suddenly

Sudden contraction.

The handles were arranged tightly and orderly, closing layer by layer like a giant onion, forming a silver ball with a diameter of more than 20 meters, which gathered and protected Tang Simo.

The next moment, the roaring sound wave finally hit the silver ball hard.

DING DING DING DING!!!!!

Amidst the sound of the weapon breaking, pieces of broken metal swords that looked like real metal flew up from the silver sphere. Layers of fine silver powder debris kept flying, like peeling potatoes. The huge silver sphere

The ball was peeled off layer by layer, and its size also shrank sharply.

It only lasted for less than four or five minutes, and all the silver sword energy was completely shattered, turning into silver powder and floating between the sky and the earth, revealing Tang Simo's body wrapped in it.

"Poof!!" Tang Simo, whose expression changed drastically, was busy, and he pushed gently with his hands in front of him, and a huge silver sword that spanned the sky and the earth appeared. The sound waves hit the giant sword, but this time it failed to crush it.

sword.

But the huge force of the impact made Tang Simo fly back like a kite with its strings broken. He spat out a mouthful of silvery blood and flew back.

"Hahahaha...die!" Amidst the arrogant and cruel laughter, the King of the Sand Clan showed no mercy and began to pursue.

He took one step forward, and the entire underground city ground shook violently. It seemed that he was clumsy, but he was obviously using some kind of magical method similar to shrinking the ground into an inch. With just one step, he had already arrived at the flying Tang Dynasty.

In front of Si Mo, huge sharp claws glowed with blood under the swirl of black mist, and he latched it down like a chicken.

"Damn it!" Tang Simo's body flashed with silver light, and he dodged the grasp in an instant.

The battle has entered a fever pitch.

The two extremely powerful men chased each other and fled, starting a chase in the underground world.

The aftermath of the fierce battle spread in all directions, the ground began to collapse, and streams of red magma spewed out from the cracks in the ground. The underground volcano was triggered, and the entire city of the Sand Clan was submerged in the red magma.

.

Boom boom boom boom!

After a series of violent impacts, the huge sky-blue light shield covering the city of the Sand Clan finally could no longer hold on. It fell apart with a wail, and shattered piece by piece like fragile glass. The sand and stones above it suddenly

It poured down, and the roaring waves of sand submerged the entire city.

The encounter between cold sand and hot magma produced a terrible reaction. After a series of crazy explosions, the ground began to expand and spread like gas.

This is a horrific, apocalyptic scene.

Meng Fei had to control the fire gourd to stay away from the battlefield and temporarily evade it to avoid the city gate catching fire and damaging Chiyu.

In the distance, two extremely powerful men were still fighting crazily.

Meng Fei frowned slightly.

Although the clear picture of the battle cannot be seen clearly, some information can be judged from the explosions and roars - the extremely arrogant and hydrocephalic emperor, Tang Simo, should be in

He was at a disadvantage and was firmly suppressed by the King of the Sand Clan.

"Mr. Meng, the situation is not good, what should we do? Should we go and help?" Yi Qingwu, who had already healed her injury with the help of Meng Fei, also saw that the situation was not good and was worried that Tang Simo would be defeated.

Time will only bring disaster to themselves, and they will not be able to escape the catastrophe, he suggested eagerly.

Meng Fei glanced at her with disdain and said disdainfully: "Help Mao, mortals suffer when the kings fight. We are only going up now to deliver food to others. In a battle of this level, we have no role to speak at all. We are still old

Just sit back and watch, and when they both lose, we can...hehe!"

The last sentence of 'hehe', which was full of evil thoughts, made Yi Qingwu feel a chill in her heart.

Yi Qingwu suddenly regained consciousness from her passionate impulse.

She realized that the guy next to her, whom she had subconsciously regarded as a comrade-in-arms, was actually a big devil, an absolute bastard. If you were to go against such a guy, you would be ready to be eaten to the bone at any time——

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that Master Meng didn't have a good impression of the man in white who was also a human race.

Meng Fei chuckled, controlled the fire gourd, and cautiously and furtively approached the center of the battlefield.

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At this time, the two peerless experts had already covered a distance of tens of thousands of meters and emerged from the deep submarine canyon.

Wherever it passed, the ground in the underground world collapsed, the earth cracked, and the white seafloor fossil forest was destroyed in pieces. The chaotic energy set off a chaotic sand and gravel flow, and some unlucky underground sand beasts, as well as others who could not escape, were

The Sand people were minced into pulp by the aftermath of the battlefield.

Within 10,000 meters, only the fire gourd can easily avoid these terrifying flowing energies and track the two powerful men.

"Damn it, damn it! Ugly beast, you've angered me!" His figure kept dodging between the claws of the King of the Sand Clan, his white clothes stained with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed. Tang Simo remained arrogant and unchanging, he roared.

With a sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Suddenly, he broke free from the shackles of the King of the Sand Clan's force field, opened a relatively safe distance, made a handprint with both hands, and half of the rusty scimitar blade trembled gently from his body and groaned.

, emerged slowly.

Suddenly, a third wave of divine power that could rival the Emperor of the Sand Tribe appeared in the battle circle.

Meng Fei and Yi Qingwu, who were watching the battle from a distance, were startled at the same time. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... is an immortal weapon? A real immortal weapon?

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"Mom, what a fool. I've already guessed that the reason why this guy with hydrocephalus is so arrogant must have some trump card. Sure enough, an immortal weapon, activated by his strength, can kill the emperor.
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