Fang Tian's Hua Ji offensive was blocked. Chang Mei Zhenren turned the flying sword in his hand and finally blocked Fang Tian's Hua Ji's attack.
Changmei Zhenren and other four people can still fight Mosiulo together, but the others can't stop Mosiulo. Mosiulo is reaping the lives of the Wudang sect's army like the god of death. Even the golden knight who tries to block Mosiulo is short-lived. Several people were killed or injured within that time.
Empress Yunxiao was entangled by Mo Huluo, Sun Wukong and others were entangled by Blood River Ancestor and others, and they were unable to escape. Countless Wudang sect troops were harvested and killed by the enemy.
Roar! Roar! Sun Wukong's eyes burned with two golden flames, and the golden hairs on his body stood up. The blood in his two arms was surging, and the muscles were tangled like a horned dragon.
Clang! Clang!
Sun Wukong's golden cudgel is extremely powerful, fierce and crazy.
Ancestor Xuehe blocked two swords in a row, and his arms were numb. Although Sun Wukong was also shocked and his hands were numb, he didn't care at all. The golden cudgel still fell like raindrops crazily towards Ancestor Xuehe, and he would not stop dying. .
Seeing Sun Wukong's surge in power, the ancestor of Blood River fought with all his strength. A trace of timidity flashed deep in his blood-red eyes. Suddenly, Sun Wukong brought him back to a tie, and he could no longer gain the upper hand.
Sun Wukong didn't care at all about the reversal of the situation. He only heard the screams of the Wudang Sect army outside. He only had one thought in his mind, kill the Blood River Ancestor!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
There is a way to win without a move! When Sun Wukong was forced to completely forget himself, the countless years of accumulated practical experience and the changes in martial arts passed down from Zhang Sanfeng were all integrated unconsciously at this moment.
The world seemed to have suddenly stopped rotating, the entire space was stagnant, and a simple golden hoop slowly fell from the sky.
But the Blood River Ancestor felt that the speed of the golden cudgel was extremely fast, even exceeding the passage of time.
Although it was only one stick, Patriarch Xuehe felt it was worth thousands of sticks, as if the whole sky was about to press down on him.
The golden cudgel finally landed on the Shura Blood Sword of Ancestor Xuehe.
The entire blood cloud stopped flowing, and suddenly exploded with a loud bang, flying into the air like a fleeting cloud of smoke that turned into nothingness.
Phew! Phew!
Blood River Ancestor and Sun Wukong spurted out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time and retreated far away.
But in this battle, it was obvious that the Blood River Ancestor lost because his blood cloud was broken.
As soon as Sun Wukong was defeated and retreated from the Blood River Ancestor, he roared angrily, and the golden cudgel in his hand was like a pillar of heaven, roaring and slashing down on the head of Mosiule who was massacring the Wudang sect's army.
Mosiule was killing happily when he suddenly saw a huge golden club coming down, like thousands of troops, unstoppable. He was shocked and hurriedly raised his swords to greet the golden cudgel.
When the ancestor of Blood River saw this, he was shocked. Sun Wukong had now broken through. Even he himself had suffered some injuries in his hard fight just now, but how could Mosiule block Sun Wukong's full blow?
Ancestor Xuehe roared angrily, and the Shura Blood Knife in his hand turned into a ray of cold light and shot towards Sun Wukong's back.
This war was proposed by Sun Wukong, and now the Wudang Sect's army has suffered numerous casualties. Sun Wukong can be said to have been extremely furious. This Moshu Le killed countless people in the Wudang Sect's army, and even killed and injured several Daluo Jinxian-level golden warriors. Sun Wukong was Not killing her would not be enough to vent his anger.
A gust of cold air hit Sun Wukong's back, but Sun Wukong ignored it, and the golden cudgel still came down with all his strength.
Qiang! Qiang! The golden cudgel struck the two swords twice in succession, and Mosiule immediately felt the overbearing and fierce force spread along the sword body to her arms.
With a scream of ah, Mosiule couldn't hold on to the two swords, and was knocked away by the golden cudgel. The golden cudgel fell down like a broken bamboo.
Knowing that he couldn't dodge, Mosule had no choice but to turn his head and use all his strength and shoulders.
There was a loud crackling sound. Although Mosiule was protected by scales and used all his strength, his left shoulder was still beaten with a stick to a bloody pulp and all the bones were broken.
At this moment, the Shura blood knife struck Sun Wukong on the back with a clanging sound.
Sparks were flying everywhere, and Sun Wukong staggered, leaving a faint blood mark on his back. However, his indestructible body could not stop a figure of the level of the Blood River Patriarch from attacking with an innate magic weapon.
Mosiule took this opportunity, endured the pain and hurriedly prepared to escape.
It was her fate. If she didn't run away immediately and take this opportunity to counterattack, the Blood River Ancestor would have arrived immediately. Unfortunately, she was frightened by Sun Wukong's stick and his lifeless fighting style, so she turned around.
Then he fled far away.
When Ancestor Xuehe saw this, his expression changed drastically. Unfortunately, it was too late. Although Sun Wukong received a blow from Ancestor Xuehe, he was an indestructible body, and his physical body was at least twice as strong as those of the same level. Therefore, with his strength back then,
The powerful fighting skills and physical body make Sun Wukong intimidated by the Yasheng against the Daluo Jinxian. With Sun Wukong's current state, if this blow had not come from the Blood River Ancestor and Shura Blood Knife, it would have been a white mark at most. But now it is
He only suffered some injuries, which hindered his fight. Namasiule ran away like a bereaved dog, giving Sun Wukong a chance to breathe. As soon as he regained his composure, the golden cudgel immediately attacked Masiu fiercely.
Hit him on the back.
The sky was full of stick shadows, and the fleeing Mosiule realized in despair that he could not escape the stick no matter how hard he tried. In desperation, he raised his remaining arm and tried to block the stick.
Just now, Sun Wukong was affected by the knife in the back and had no time to change, so he only took the left shoulder of Mosiule. Now the Blood River Ancestor has no time to attack a second time.
Sun Wukong roared angrily, and the shadow of the stick in the sky returned to one stick. The stick circled around Mosiule's arm strangely like a water snake, and then suddenly straightened, and in a matter of inches, it suddenly accelerated with violent force.
With a bang, the snake head of Mosiule was hit with a stick until the blood and flesh splattered, and then Mosiule's body exploded with a bang and turned into nothingness.
All this sounds cumbersome, but in fact it is just a matter of seconds.
Sun Wukong broke through the blood cloud and killed the three leaders of the Mohuluojia tribe with two sticks. This ferocious power immediately shocked the Asura and Mohuluojia tribes, and the morale of the two tribes was severely damaged. The Wudang sect was immediately hit.
The army was inspired by Sun Wukong. Although they were outnumbered and faced with many enemies, their morale soared and many situations were restored in a short time.
Mohuluo and Masiuluo were furious when they saw that Mohuluo was killed by Sun Wukong's two sticks.
The spear in Mo Huluo's hand was flying wildly, trying to get rid of Empress Yunxiao. However, Empress Yunxiao was so powerful. If Mo Huluo hadn't been protected by the green lotus flag, she would have captured Mo Huluo. Now Mo Huluo wants to get rid of her.
He went to attack Sun Wukong, but it was just a delusion. He saw the flying sword in the hand of Empress Yunxiao flashing with bright lights like lightning, and each bright light followed the spear like a shadow.
Mosiuluo roared repeatedly, Fang Tian danced wildly with his halberd, and there were flashes of cold light.
Although Changmei Zhenren, Zhang Haitian, Tianpeng Marshal, Bichen'er and others could not defeat Masiolo, it was not an illusion to drag him. As soon as Masiolo came out of the encirclement, there was a cold light behind him.
Xiuluo had no choice but to turn around and resist.
Sun Wukong once again fought with the Blood River Ancestor. Although Sun Wukong was stabbed in the back by the Blood River Ancestor and suffered some injuries. However, Sun Wukong's skill had broken through to the same level as the Blood River Ancestor. The Blood River Ancestor had no blood.
With Yun's advantage, he could no longer gain any advantage. Instead, he was beaten by the extremely ferocious Sun Wukong, which frightened him a little.
Although Sun Wukong's breakthrough restored some of the situation, after all, the opponent had more people and strength, and the Wudang Sect army was still retreating steadily.
At this time, several bright spots appeared in the distance, and then more and more bright spots appeared, densely packed and overwhelming. The first ones were two men and one woman. Although the woman had a murderous look on her face at this time, she still exuded charm. It was Rong Sheng.
Hu Xin is Zhang Hupan's junior sister, and the other two men are Zhang Hupan's first apprentice Tang Xiaoming and third apprentice Long Wu.
Tang Xiaoming and Long Wu saw from a distance that the Wudang Sect was at a disadvantage, and immediately roared angrily. Tang Xiaoming was holding the long halberd, and Long Wu was holding the Fang Tianhua halberd. Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, or a dragon entering the sea, wherever it passed, no one could
block.
Hu Xin did not rush over, but waved the flag, and the army rushed away. But she stood far away, with Hu Shanshan and Hu Jingjing standing behind her.
Hu Xin's eyes flashed with cold light, and there was a purple snail in her hand. She threw the purple snail into the air. The sound of whining conches immediately sounded in the sky, and a huge vortex appeared in the purple snail mouth. The vortex was dark.
It seems to want to swallow the whole world.
The Asura and Mahulaka tribesmen who were less powerful were immediately unable to resist the suction force and were sucked in one after another.
Hu Xin seemed to think that the Purple Snail was sucking people too slowly, and suddenly there were seven eerie black flags in her hand, which were the soul-stealing and god-destroying flags.
Hu Xin was very talented in formations, so Zhang Hupan gave Hu Xin the seven-pole Soul-Seizing and God-Destroying Flag.
Hu Xin raised his hand, and the seven soul-stealing and god-destroying flags were immediately thrust into the enemy camp.
Hula! The seven soul-stealing and illusion-destroying poles turned into towering giant flags and were firmly planted in the enemy camp.
The Soul-Seizing and God-Destroying Banner once absorbed King Dapeng, and its power was many times more powerful than before. The world covered by the formation was immediately filled with gloomy winds, and seven demon kings at the level of Daluo Jinxian were holding pitch-black halberds like harvesting rice.