Chapter 86: Duke Chu enters the thunder cloud and charges into the battle formation like an overlord
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"Surround the Thunder Armor with the fist intention, and the domineering fist intention drives the energy and blood to destroy the Thunder Armor!!"
Ji Bofu was in the midst of the rolling thunder, turning the black ring in his hand, his eyes lit up and he said: "Li Zhan looks weak and powerless because the plague beast is an innate creature, so it is far beyond what Li Zhan can shake. That is to say
The next thing the Thunder Warriors need to improve is their status."
"If the Taoist master finds a little bit of divinity among the Thunder Warriors, will the Thunder Warriors beat the shit out of the Martial Saint?"
After he figured out why his Thunder Warriors were so weak in the face of warriors, Ji Bofu was no longer anxious.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is how a Martial Saint should behave. If he could kill a Martial Saint at will, this would be abnormal.
"Son, since you don't come out, I will break up this thundercloud and kill you!!"
Yang Xuangan punched the only remaining thunder armor in front of him and smashed it into pieces. His energy and blood exploded in waves, and the black hair on the back of his head danced wildly, like a god or a demon, crazy but full of power.
"Disclosure to this person!!"
Yang Xuangan's hand was like a cattail leaf fan, and with one palm he pushed out the thunder clouds in front of him and separated a path.
In the eyes of everyone, Yang Xuangan walked into the depths of the thundercloud like an unyielding god of war without looking back.
Many people couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration and admiration in their eyes. This scene is so consistent with the meaning of man's victory over nature.
"The Duke of Chu is mighty!!"
Some people watched this scene and couldn't help shouting.
Ji Bofu, who was deep in the thunder cloud, glanced at the person who made the sound, and then a thunderstorm turned him into ashes.
When gods fight, mortals suffer!!
As long as you are a martial saint, you can just shout this sentence. After all, Yang Xuangan does look like a tragic figure who challenges God.
But why do you, who is not even a Martial Saint, dare to shout this sentence?
Is it true that the Taoist master’s thunder can’t kill you?
Or do you think Master Dao can’t find you?
Ji Boman also scratched his head. It seemed that when he used this move, he was really like a superior villain delivering heavenly punishment to mortals.
"Master Tao saves God. Even God needs to bow down to Master Tao. Who do you think you are?"
There was a cold flash in Ji Bofu's eyes, and the power of his soul spurted out, stirring up the peace energy between heaven and earth. The peace energy above the entire Daxing City poured into the thunder clouds crazily.
The air of peace symbolizes harmony and is also the lubricant of all things. When the air of peace above Daxing City was instantly taken away, a trace of anxiety inevitably emerged in everyone's heart.
The entire Daxing City also felt inexplicably wrong, as if a drop of black ink had fallen on a piece of snow-white rice paper.
Yang Xuangan had just entered the thundercloud. Thousands of thunder warriors formed a square formation. Dragons, phoenixes and unicorns composed of thunder were running wantonly. Behind the square formation was a huge chariot. Ji Bofu stood proudly on the chariot.
Her head was raised slightly, and her eyes looking at him were filled with indifference.
Yang Xuangan looked at the entire phalanx and the dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other mythical beasts running wantonly and swallowed silently. If he put aside the dim environment and the thunder that exploded from time to time around him, he would believe that he had arrived in heaven.
His family knows his own affairs, and he has already spent half of his blood on the twelve thunder warriors he defeated before. Can he withstand the current square formation of a thousand thunder warriors?
At this moment, Yang Xuanhan wanted to curse very much. Whose monk is like this?
Your Taiping Dao is so powerful, why didn’t you unify Kyushu at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?
Is this Taoism of yours reasonable?
Ji Bofu looked at Yang Xuangan, who was slightly embarrassed but still arrogant, and said: "Mr. Chu, as long as you break through the square formation and come to Pindao, Pindao will spare your life!!"
"But Mr. Chu must be careful. Pindao has just entered the realm of Yinshen. He is not yet proficient in using some secret techniques. If Mr. Chu accidentally dies in the square formation, don't blame Pindao when he gets to the underworld.
Tao!!"
The cold voice reached Yang Xuangan's ears along with the bursts of thunder. Yang Xuangan's face had already turned dark as soon as he saw the square formation of thunder warriors. At this time, he even felt a little toothache.<
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Now he was in a dilemma. He couldn't advance or retreat. He looked at the back road blocked by two giant thunder dragons hundreds of meters long and couldn't retreat.
At this moment, he hated the little Taoist priest on the chariot in the distance.
You little Taoist priest is so fierce, why didn’t you tell me earlier?
You said earlier that you were so fierce, why would this guild be so impatient to die?
Isn't it my father's body? If you told me you were so fierce, my father's body would be given to you. Not to mention giving it to you, I wouldn't even say a word if you crushed my father's bones and scattered his ashes. p>
Come to think of it, my father, if he had any knowledge, would not want the Yang family's bloodline to die, and the Yang family's inheritance would be cut off in his hands.
Inexplicably, Yang Xuangan felt desolate in his heart, as if he was really going to fall into trouble this time.
"Kill!!"
The domineering fist intention enveloped the whole body, Yang Xuangan's body's energy and blood rose three feet high, and the thick energy and blood wolf smoke above his head rushed towards the phalanx as if the overlord was still alive.
Ji Bofu stood on the chariot behind and watched coldly. He had blocked all Yang Xuangan's escape routes. If Yang Xuangan could really get in front of him today, he wouldn't need his Yin Shen cultivation.
It’s okay if the thunder scene that has been carved since childhood is destroyed.
Do you really think people from Taiping Road are easy to bully?
Yang Xuangan rushed into the square formation and defeated thousands of soldiers with his own strength. But judging from the scene, Yang Xuangan was indeed an unparalleled warrior.
But his energy and blood were only half left. After the battle outside Leiyun, he was no longer at his peak.
What's more, he couldn't break through this square formation at his peak.
Yang Xuangan was very fierce at first, taking the lead and overturning the soldiers on the road and passed a third of the way, but he was trapped just after a third of the way.
From all directions, in the sky and on the ground, spears were stabbing him every moment, making him exhausted.
The domineering spirit of his fists is still there, but he seems to be weak.
Phew~
A bloody hole appeared in his chest and pierced him through. Scarlet-hot blood spilled into the sky.
As soon as Yang Xuangan stopped moving, he made a fist seal and smashed the soldier in front of him. He used his domineering fist to forcefully clear the space three feet in front of him. He panted heavily and looked at Ji Bofu on the chariot with red eyes. p>
He frowned and looked down at the big hole in his chest. He didn't dare to look at it. He was afraid that the anger he had forcibly raised would be deflated at the sight of it.
As soon as he lets out his breath, he is completely finished.
Ji Bofu stood on the chariot and looked at Yang Xuangan indifferently, as if he was forced into a desperate situation, without any fluctuation in his heart.
The world is like this, if you do something, you will have to bear the consequences.
Unless you are strong enough that no one dares to have any opinions, you will always bear the consequences of failure.
Obviously, Yang Xuangan cannot bear the consequences of this failure at the moment.
Yang Xuangan's eyes were red as he looked at the red girl hanging on the door of the prison. The red gauze dress became more and more blurry in his sight, and he could not see it clearly.
He shook his head suddenly, trying to shake the dizziness out of his head.
Ji Bofu glanced at Hong Fu Nu and said coldly: "Don't worry, Pindao will give her a happy life after you die. Pindao can't guarantee that you will be buried together, but Pindao promises that as long as you stay a little while on the Huangquan Road,
Take a rest and she will come and accompany you on the road."
Yang Xuangan was about to speak when his vision went dark and he fell into a thundercloud.
Everyone was watching Lei Yun closely, and even though they were far apart, they could still hear Yang Xuangan's roar and the roar of the battle.
Suddenly, a burly body fell from the thundercloud. The burly body was like a fallen leaf swaying in the strong wind, unable to control itself.
Yang Xuangan lost!!
Yang Xuangan, as an old martial arts saint, was defeated by the fledgling successor of Taiping Tao.
At this moment everyone knew that things were about to change.
The older generation of strong men looked at this scene and sighed helplessly. This sigh was not for Yang Xuangan, but for themselves.
Yang Xuangan's death was like a wake-up call in their ears. The old era was coming to an end, and their era was about to pass.
"There are talented people in every generation!"
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"
Low-pitched sighs kept ringing from various places in Daxing City.
Bang!
Yang Xuangan's body fell to the open space at the door of the prison, causing a cloud of dust.
Hong Fu Nu's eyes looked at Yang Xuangan with very complicated eyes, including admiration, hatred, relief, and also a hint of love buried deep in her eyes.
The thunderclouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight once again covered Daxing City with a layer of silver. The peaceful energy from outside Daxing City continued to pour into the sky above Daxing City. Everything looked so harmonious. p>
Ji Bofu fell on the ground and nodded secretly while looking at Yang Xuangan's body.
After becoming a Yin God, he was really powerful. He only used up a quarter of his soul power to kill a martial saint like Yang Xuangan.
When he thought of this, he wanted to slap himself and take back what he said before.
Yang Xuangan is not just a little better than Li Zhan, but a lot better!!
Ji Bofu lowered Hong Funu from above the Tianlao entrance.
Hongfunu stood on the ground, first tidied up her messy hair and clothes, and then asked softly with a pale face: "What are the little Taoist priests going to do with me?"
Ji Bofu looked at Hongfu Nu indifferently and said: "The last thing Yang Xuangan saw before he died was you. Pindao also agreed to him that he would let you go on the road with him. He will wait for you on the road to Huangquan. You two
No one will be lonely."
After saying this, a thunderbolt struck Hongfu Nu's Tianling Cap directly, and her whole body turned into fly ash and flew away in the wind. Only a piece of red gauze fluttered in the wind and fell between the bodies of the bearded guest and Yang Xuangan.
Ji Bofu picked up Yang Xuangan's body, passed the piece of red gauze scattered on the ground, passed by the bearded guest, and went straight to the palace without looking back.
Entering the harem at night?
Master Dao is returning his life to his financial lord!!