Chapter 3951 I would like to be a ghost hero before the battle!
The fierce battle on the Makino beach continues.
Even from Wubao ten miles away, you can see the two giants fighting each other inexorably, their heavy footsteps sounding like muffled thunder, deafening.
Chen Tian jumped up to the clouds, and the Yu Jue Bagua Bronze Mirror followed him across the void. Except for the two hexagrams of Qian and Kun, they were as motionless as a mountain, and the other hexagrams were spinning like a wheel like a wheel.
After all, the Wangcang soldier is very large, with his limbs and bones completely imitating the structure of the human body, and with the addition of twelve meridians to control the dispatch of spiritual power, the amount of manipulation in every move he makes is astonishingly large.
If Tong Ruoran hadn't improved the Bagua Bronze Mirror based on the secret method of Qianji Pavilion, Chentian would have probably lost all his fingers by using only his handprints to control Wangcang soldiers.
This is different from the ordinary battle of life and death, where everyone is fighting only for their own cultivation.
Now Chen Tian not only has to mobilize his spiritual power, but also devotes his energy to observing the changes in Yin Fei's moves and reacting in time. From thinking to putting it into practice, every step consumes more than Yin Fei.
If it were placed on an ordinary person, I'm afraid that as soon as his spiritual consciousness connects to the bronze mirror of the Eight Diagrams of Yujue, he would die of mental and physical exhaustion.
However, Chen Tian was able to deal with these with ease. Facing Yin Fei's clenched teeth and accumulating heavy chops, he controlled Wang Cang's soldiers to move forward without dodging. He shrugged his shoulders and held up his wrists beforehand, and at the same time raised his knees and slammed into them.
Yin Fei's sword struck the air, and his wrist hit Wangcang Bingren's hard shoulder, almost breaking his bones due to his ferocious force.
However, before he could cry out in pain, there was a sudden clicking sound on his side. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and saw that his ribs were broken by Wang Cang soldier's knee, and his chest was pierced, revealing half of the white bone stubble.
Black blood leaked out, gushing like a waterfall.
The flow washed out a ravine on the surface of the earth, and the evil energy contained in it immediately dispersed like a tide, causing the reeds and calamus nearby to wither instantly. Just as the north wind howled, a burst of gray smoke and dust was immediately raised.
"ah--"
"ah--"
Yin Fei let out a heart-breaking scream. He didn't bother to cover the bleeding wound. He instinctively opened his bloody mouth and raised his fangs to bite the Wangcang soldier.
When Chen Tian saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned. Wang Cang's soldiers were covered in gold and stone, not to mention blood, not even a trace of vegetation.
Even if Yin Fei wants to drink blood to regain his fighting strength, what is the point of biting the iron puppet?
But I was shocked again.
Chen Tian showed no mercy at all. He raised his hand to make the Wangcang soldiers stretch out their arms to tightly wrap around Yin Fei's neck. In the next moment, the powerful headbutt was suddenly launched.
Boom!
Yin Fei's horned head was dented by the impact. While he was dizzy, Wang Cang's soldiers pulled him back diagonally with their hands, and then added a knee to his lumbar spine.
Although Yin Fei struggled hard, his hands turned into fists and hit the Wangcang soldier hard on the armpit, but the Wangcang soldier was just an iron puppet and felt no pain. As long as the parts were not damaged, he could still exert 100% of his combat power.
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Wang Cang's soldiers ignored him, held his sword in front of him, and forcefully pried off Yin Fei's two fangs that were as sharp as knives.
Seeing this, Cheng Yiliang, who was piloting the machine Qingyuan at a height of 10,000 feet, couldn't help but gasp. While he was pleased with the amazing fighting abilities of the Wangcang soldiers, he was even more shocked by the amazing fighting skills displayed by Chen Tian.
You know, most of the battles between monks are about competing for spiritual power, and the dazzling martial arts are more dazzling than the others.
But since Chen Tian was under the curse of the cricket, it was difficult to mobilize his spiritual power. For a monk with profound spiritual practice, it was like being blind.
But what about him?
He quickly adapted to fighting without spiritual power, and immediately entered Taoism with martial arts. In just three months, his fighting skills were not inferior to those of the eight thousand disciples of the Panlong Sect, and he was very familiar with them.
Moreover, the method of controlling a mechanical puppet is also a profound knowledge, and it is not as simple as practicing another internal skill alone.
However, the god was still able to control it easily.
Even while manipulating the Wangcang soldiers to defeat Yin Fei, he still had time to command the Guigen soldiers to cooperate with the Yongtai army and launch a counterattack against the Dragon and Tiger cavalry.
This is no longer a multi-tasking, but a thousand thoughts in the literal sense, which is simply brilliant and extraordinary.
"The combined control capacity of the three thousand disciples of our Qianji Pavilion Puppet Division is not as good as the deity's simple press of his virtual palm. The way of heaven is prosperous and unfavorable." Cheng Yiliang sighed sincerely.
Chizhu and Lanlan are both fairies of plants and flowers. During the millennium, most of them have been recuperating in Yuanyin, and they rarely have the opportunity to read as many books as Tong Ruoran.
They stood behind Cheng Yiliang and saw Chen Tian flying with his fingers, seemingly easily beating Yin Fei until he screamed without much effort.
"This operation of the God Lord... is very strong?" Lan Lan looked down and asked doubtfully, "Or is it that Yin Feikong has an appearance, but the incarnation of Netherworld Shura is scary, but he actually has no combat power?"
Cheng Yiliang looked deeply at Lan Lan and Chi Zhu, and did not explain much. He just said seriously: "The two fairies are with the right person. An unprecedented legend is about to appear between heaven and earth."
Chizhu nodded slightly. As a fairy with the highest combat power, her thoughts were much more delicate than those of simple Lanlan.
When she was captured before, she could not hide her arrogance and felt a little aggrieved. However, after seeing the new life in Zhinongtang, she finally understood that after ten thousand years of rigid cultivation, she should have an opportunity to understand the way of heaven.
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My group of sisters are called wood charms in the outside world, but among the gods, they are called grass, tree and flower fairies.
The power of incense and fire is more nourishing than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon. It can be conferred as a saint or a god, and it can live as long as heaven and earth. It is not an unattainable thing.
As long as you follow the deity and accompany you around, there will always be a place in the vast world. Who dares to hunt and kill you wantonly?
Chizhu then thought that Chentian had integrated the four worlds, and that the Cangxi world under his feet was the last main world, and it was very likely that Shenchen had also clarified Yuyu.
If I accompany my sisters to die together, the world will be sealed in Zen, and the Mu Mei clan will definitely have the possibility of revival.
These thoughts are not only the thoughts of Chizhu, but also the hundreds of plant and flower fairies in the Governor's Hall.
Among them, Hanxiu is the most transparent about this. It was she who recommended Chizhu and Lanlan to sleep together and became Chentian's personal guard.
The two people on Qingyuan were thinking a lot, and the battle on the field was coming to an end. The roar gradually turned into a howl, which was frightening to hear.
Chen Tian commanded Wang Cang's soldiers to take steps and come out with their swords. Facing Yin Fei's open bloody mouth, he swung his sword like a rainbow and penetrated his throat with one strike.
The huge body carried terrifying force and knocked Yin Fei to the ground again. He punched Yin Fei like rain and hammered him into the thick mud.
The evil Netherworld Shura no longer struggled, but kept twitching, and large amounts of black blood continued to emerge from the ground, gushing like a fountain.
The dragon and tiger cavalry looked at each other, obviously unable to believe that Yin Fei, who had seized the opportunity just now, fell in an instant, and seemed to have no life left.
But after all, they were the most elite cavalry of the Cangxi Yin clan. They were extremely loyal and showed no signs of defeat. On the contrary, under the leadership of Wang Xiuge, they still launched a brave charge without fear of death.
"The matter has come to this! There is no retreat!"
"Gentlemen!"
"I would like to be the hero in front of the battle!" Wang Xiuge shouted loudly. He raised his sword vigorously, carried the military flag on his back and took the lead. He rushed into the formation of Mo Daomen in Yongzi Camp and fought bravely.
