Chapter 370 Dragon Roar, Beautiful Flowers and Swords

Billions of sword energy condense into sand!

It is the best opportunity when the Wuyou King Kongmen is opened.

The yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the overwhelming sword energy turns into sand and hits the head and faces. The strong King Wuyou can't help but be moved by this sword of the singing city, and he feels like he is unstable and irresistible.

The sword energy made everything change. King Wuyou was shocked and actually captured a trace of the terrifying will of Emperor Wu in this move!

When all the sword energy dissipated, Wang Ce knelt on the ground in despair. He was really a pervert!

Unable to describe this feeling almost shook Wang Ce's unshakable confidence. It was just because the King Wuyou seemed to be fine, and the sand of Wuyou seemed to be unable to cause harm to him!

However, at this time, King Wuyou let out a shocking scream on the sky, which shocked ten miles, causing a strong wind.

Lightswords penetrated through the body and burst out, one hundred and ones, and the indescribable landscape was endless.

A trace of blood appeared everywhere on King Wuyou, vomited a mouthful of blood, and walked closer to Wang Ce with a grim smile: "It turns out that this is the sand that is not leaky, it is indeed worthy of being the third style of the Sword God! Unfortunately, your cultivation is too poor."

Wang Ce was like a slap in the head. Yes, his cultivation level is actually not bad, it is much worse than King Wuyou. No matter how powerful the sand is, it is hard to cook without rice!

"Don't bow for five dou of rice" re-infused the true energy. Wang Ce almost knelt on the ground, his injuries were severe and he was almost unable to move. He could only watch Wang Wuyou come step by step with murderous aura!

King Wuyou vomited blood and looked at him coldly: "What else do you have to say now!"

Wang Ce coughed out blood, chuckled, and used all his strength, then reluctantly handed out his middle finger, tilted his head softly and said, "I'm your second uncle, I'm your old rabbit!"

"You dare to be stubborn until you die!" Wang Ce angrily brushed his sleeves, and Wang Ce made a crackling sound of bone shattering all over his body, and flew out!

King Wuyou walked away step by step and said coldly: "Wang Ce, I don't believe you are really tough all the time. As long as you say something begging for mercy, I will give you a pleasure. Otherwise..."

Wang Ce wanted to laugh, but could only lie on the ground. He reluctantly vaguely said a intermittent sentence on his face, and continued to joke, and was actually happy: "Chrysanthemum rabbit, stick out his butt quickly..."

Death, you must die happily and die happily.

Wang Ce's eyes were full of smiles. Looking at the Wuyou King with a blue and red face, it was strange that there was no trace of dying feeling, but was filled with an inexplicable and strange mood of joy.

Although he was lying down, for some reason, it seemed that he was standing upright, and the one lying down was King Wuyou!

The corners of King Wuyou's mouth twitched slightly and he grinned: "Okay, you are not afraid of death, then I'll let you see what it feels like to die for three years. You will beg for mercy."

Wang Ce smiled, his mouth involuntarily spurted blood, and said with a vague smile: "If you scratch your itch... maybe... I will beg for mercy."

King Wuyou swore that he had lived for a hundred years in his life, and had never seen such a stubborn boy, such a teenager who likes to talk so much, and had never seen anyone who smiled until he died!

Maybe it was because of Wang Ce’s own talent for group ridicule skills that the happier he smiled, the more the illusion that King Wuyou felt was slapped in the face!

It was originally a sense of unreasonable feeling, but King Wuyou only felt that this kind of laughter was like an unscrupulous ridicule and humiliation.

It was not to anger him and ask for a happy death, but just that she smiled like this. The smile made people feel restless and annoyed.

At this time, the ground was trembling and a strange sound of horse hooves sounded!

King Wuyou frowned and turned around, and saw a knight jumping out of the horizon. Then, a group of overwhelming cavalry attack lines flooded the horizon like black tides, and rushed over thousands of mountains with the galloping horses!

The general in charge was wearing armor, waving his sword, and countless swords and guns were standing in front of him to reflect an endless evil aura!

The general led by the leader roared with a loud bang while running at high speed: "Liaodong Iron Cavalry, follow me to attack!"

The remaining few demons looked at this scene in amazement, and could not even have the fighting spirit of resistance, and almost wanted to run away. However, at this time, a group of cavalry attack lines appeared in the other direction.

It was like two convective tides, roaring and attacking in the sound of the wind and horse hooves!

Wang Ce squinted his eyes and smiled happily, like a weasel stealing chickens!

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry was released after he entered the ghost world, preventing attacks on the periphery, and later preventing the evil spirits from escaping.

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What a fast speed!

The cavalry on both sides rushed in like a tide, and the black power was daunting.

King Wuyou looked at Wang Ce in surprise and looked at Wang Ce who was breathing a sigh of relief: "It's the War Spirit Army again! How many are there?"

Not many, but enough. Wang Ce touched the bronze pot softly, and Qu Yi's first-row death warrior was released in an instant. In a blink of an eye, under Qu Yi's order, they all rushed towards the remaining few gods!

King Wuyou was shocked and threw out a knife. The gray-colored energy of the dusty air thundered like a halo, killing a group of death soldiers first, but the Liaodong Iron Cavalry had already arrived!

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry is the only fully equipped War Spirit Army among the War Spirit Army under Wang Ce’s command!

The remaining six or seven evil spirits were lonely boats in the sea of ​​suffering. Under the dense iron cavalry, these masters of Dougang were almost killed with one charge!

No matter how capable King Wuyou was, he was at a loss at this time. After he killed a group of iron cavalry, the last evil spirit stretched out a hand for help among the iron cavalry and finally fell down powerlessly!

It was gone. All were gone. King Wuyou's scalp was numb and sadness came from his heart. This time he brought about twenty gods. He thought that searching was more than enough to deal with Wang Ce. No one could have thought that the variable of War Spirit Army would cause all other gods to be killed or injured.

"Hehe, hehe!" A strange laughter came from Wang Ce's mouth.

King Wuyou slowly turned around, frigid: "You, Wang Ce, if you die, you can't make up for the lives of my brothers!"

He was speechless and gritted his teeth and killed the Deadly Dead Soldier and the Liaodong Iron Cavalry one by one. Li Chengliang and Qu Yi roared again, and the breath of Wuyou King was extremely violent, killing him with two punches on the left and right!

Almost in a blink of an eye, the two war spirits died in battle again! They fought for sacrifice and exchanged another chance for Wang Ce.

The opportunity that was almost exactly the same as before was, the empty door of Wuyou Wang Zheng was opened, and it was still an opportunity obtained by sacrifice. Will it succeed this time or continue to fail?

In the flash of lightning, the sand that is not leaked in Wang Ce's mind was used to bring the last true energy. Mr. Tao Yuanming was the last support. If he couldn't kill him, he would have to die!

If this attack fails, you will be successful!

It is still a perfect sand! It explodes with a huge explosion!

King Wuyou laughed wildly in the sand without missing out: "Wang Ce, you are so smart that you have been confused for a lifetime. You killed me before. This time, do you think you will have a chance? Hahaha!"

Wang Ce's heart sinks into the abyss, and the sand that is not leaking suddenly appears, and the flowers on the other side are leaping into their thoughts.

It was only today that he got the flower of the other side. He just took a look and had never practiced it at all. He had some impression. At this moment, he suddenly remembered, for some reason, and felt something!

"Believe in your heart, believe in your body. Feeling, when you find that tiny inspiration, is it!"

Believe in the feeling of the body? I must be crazy. The half-emperor soul is also crazy.

Wang Ce slowly closed his eyes, and passed the method of using the flower on the other side in his mind. When the sand that is not leaked is about to come to an end, a strange feeling suddenly appeared!

Boss, is it too late?

Wang Ce had no expression on his face, closed his eyes and felt an indescribable joy, and he silently handed out his last sword! It was just the moment when the sand of Unlimited was about to end, so accurate that it was not as if Wang Ce had the feeling in his thoughts.

Uncle Wang Hun, you are right. Your body feels!

The flowers on the other side are blooming slowly!

Beautiful flowers, beautiful swords, this is a flower heading towards the other side! It is extremely bright and bright.

King Wuyou was in it and suddenly let out a surprise, then roared in horror: "What is this? What is this sword technique?"

This is an indescribable sword, which is closely related to the unobstructed sand, as if it is a continuity that is missing!

The whole world becomes peaceful and has changed colors, which is a beautiful and changing color. The wind and clouds are gone, the sound is gone, it is just a peace that makes you feel excited.

The cycle of life and death! The alternation of yin and yang!

Flowers suddenly bloomed on King Wuyou's body, and it was called the Flower of the Other Side! It seemed that the vitality continued to flow with flowers and wounds.

King Wuyou looked down at the wound in a daze, but gradually laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and the ecstasy of the aftermath of the disaster: "Hahaha, Wang Ce, I didn't expect that the unforgettable sand and the flower on the other side would be so powerful."

"It's really a waste of resources to fall into your hands."

Wang Ce looked at King Wuyou in amazement, and was depressed. King Wuyou laughed wildly: "If you had realized it earlier, if you had the cultivation level of Martial Master, you were afraid you might be able to fight me. Unfortunately, you were not strong enough!"

"You are not enough to kill me. Unless you can do it again!"

Wang Ce despised him. If he could have the energy to do it again, why should he do this?

Wang Ce was helpless. He was wearing Emperor Lu’s soft armor at least at the level of the earth. If he hadn’t been this thing, he might have died long ago. King Wuyou, the mother, was imprisoned for a level of cultivation.

King Wuyou sprayed a mouthful of blood, pressing over like a mountain that could not be defeated. It was an absolutely cold murderous intent: "Wang Ce, I will send you to the ghost world now, no, I will make you unable to even be a ghost!"

When Wang Ce moved, he noticed a hard object on his body. He suddenly remembered something and grinned thoughtfully: "No, Wuyou Old Rabbit, you are out of breath!"

"I'm still stubborn!" King Wuyou raised his fist coldly.

Wang Ce calmly pulled out a sword from his body, and drew it with joking!
Chapter completed!