The speed of the two arrows was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the strong enemy who had just shot was killed on the spot, and his body exploded into a mist of blood.
Phew!
Mo Wangchen did not hesitate, he opened the divine bow continuously, the brilliance shone, and arrows kept flying out. Each arrow was aimed directly at the target's eyebrows. Just a moment later, more than a dozen enemy strong men died in front of him.
in hand.
"Kill him!"
"This man is holding an imperial weapon, please join forces to suppress him!"
Soon, Mo Wangchen's actions attracted the attention of many people. In an instant, more than a dozen strong men wearing gray armor rushed towards him. They were all at the Nirvana level. They each used
The means and spiritual power are surging, and they want to join forces to kill Mo Wangchen.
call out!
Mo Wangchen flew forward, and while dodging, he shot out arrows one after another, killing several of them in an instant.
Faced with Mo Wangchen's ability to casually shoot his own Nirvana Realm expert, when the others saw this, fear appeared in their eyes and they stopped moving forward, one of them said.
"This man's cultivation is not weak, and he holds the imperial weapon's divine bow. We cannot suppress him. Go and invite our Holy Lord to come over and kill him!"
Phew!
They did not continue to kill, but Mo Wangchen would not just watch. While the other party was talking, he fired his divine bow and shot three more people.
Buzz!
Not far ahead, a golden cauldron suddenly appeared in brilliant light, distorting the space in that area.
The next moment, the big cauldron blasted towards Mo Wangchen, the sound was earth-shattering, like a huge mountain pressing down on him.
Mo Wangchen's eyes narrowed slightly. This golden cauldron contained the power of the soul, but it was also surrounded by the aura of the true meaning of Tao. It was obvious that this was an enemy's holy master who was powerful and wanted to suppress him.
Boom boom!
The divine bow fired continuously, and the arrows exploded in front of the golden cauldron. He tried to block it, but the golden cauldron was too terrifying. After more than ten arrows, Mo Wangchen found that he could not shake it at all.
Now, it still carries a terrifying momentum and continues to suppress him.
"snort!"
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen's body was covered with holy light. At this moment, he used the Divine King Body, and the general energy surged around his body, making his clothes rustle, and his whole person's temperament became much more ethereal.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion sounded. Mo Wangchen clenched his fist and hit the golden tripod hard, sending the golden tripod flying.
He squinted his eyes and locked his eyes in a certain direction. There, he saw a figure walking towards him in the air. It was the powerful saint who moved the golden cauldron. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Mo Wangchen, with murderous intent in his eyes.
surge.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The divine bow was opened continuously, and in the blink of an eye, several arrows flew out, shooting at the powerful holy man who was approaching.
Click!
The powerful saint had a stern look on his face, stretched out his big hand, and destroyed all the arrows. He looked at Mo Wangchen as if he were looking at a dead man.
roar!
Suddenly, the powerful saint made a seal with his fingers, and the next moment, two giant dragons roared out, with bodies up to a hundred feet long, and swallowed up the enemy soldiers who were fighting around them with one mouthful.
Then, two giant dragons set their sights on Mo Wangchen and rushed towards him. The dragon claws reached out from the sky and shot out with terrifying sharp light, intending to kill Mo Wangchen.
Click!
Click!
Don't forget that Chen's divine bow is full of the moon and shoots out several arrows, piercing through those sharp rays.
At the same time, he jumped into the air, shot out, and struck out with a fierce palm. The terrifying physical power shocked one of the giant dragons to death on the spot.
"roar!"
Another giant dragon rushed over and opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow Mo Wangchen into its belly.
call out!
The divine bow was full of the moon, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen arrows were shot out, rushing into the dragon's mouth. Then, with a thought, Mo Wangchen pulled the arrows and exploded, smashing the dragon's head into pieces, killing him on the spot.
"die!"
Above the head, the powerful holy man was approaching. He descended from the sky, and terrifying waves rolled in his palm, hitting Mo Wangchen's head. This palm was so terrifying that it could level a mountain to the ground.
However, Mo Wangchen was not afraid at all. He put away the divine bow and surrounded himself with holy light, like the son of the sun god. He clenched his fist tightly, and the power of the holy king's body exploded to the extreme, and he punched the person in front of him.
boom!
When the two touched each other, the sound was earth-shattering, and the terrifying huge waves rolled, flying away all the fighting figures around them.
"How is that possible?"
During the collision, the arms of the powerful saint became numb, and his body was blown away a full hundred feet away. He looked at Mo Wangchen with horrified eyes.
"kill!"
Mo Wangchen shouted loudly, his body quickly swept away, and he took the initiative to force him away.
Boom boom!
The scornful look on the face of the powerful Holy Master completely subsided. After snorting coldly, he pressed out his big hand of nothingness, which contained the true meaning of the law of Tao. With astonishing power, he attacked Mo Wangchen.
A small golden sword flew out of the body, grew larger in the blink of an eye, struck down with the sword in the air, split the big hand into two, Mo Wangchen flew past, and was close to the opponent in the blink of an eye.
A terrifying force had already condensed on his fist, like a mountain being smashed out.
Bang!
The dull sound echoed, and the powerful holy man was knocked away by a punch, coughing up blood, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
"Who is that person? His ability can surpass that of the Holy Lord?"
"Looks like he's still very young, he should be our proud man!"
The battle between the two had already attracted the attention of many people. All the cultivators on the enemy side looked horrified at this moment, but the people on Mo Wangchen's side had blazing eyes and their morale was greatly increased.
"kill!"
Everyone was shouting and murderous, and the fighting became more intense.
"retreat!"
Finally, seeing that the situation was not good, a saintly leader from the enemy gave a deep shout, and all the troops began to withdraw, unwilling to continue fighting, otherwise the casualties would be even more severe, and the entire army would not be annihilated.
"Don't chase the poor enemy, retreat to the two realms pass!"
On our side, a powerful saint shouted loudly to prevent everyone from pursuing him.
Soon, everyone moved away. Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, but without much hesitation, he followed them and flew into the distant sky.
…
Not long after, they arrived in front of a city tower. Looking around, they saw that it was an ancient city. The surrounding walls were a hundred feet high, like a giant dragon lying on the ground, surrounding the entire city.
"You don't seem to be in my team. Which marshal does this little brother belong to?"
After entering the city, the powerful Saint in the team who had previously blocked a blow for Mo Wangchen spoke in confusion.
"I am……"
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer. He could be sure that everything that was happening now had really existed in ancient times. This was a special illusion that was both true and false.
Seeing that Mo Wangchen was silent, the powerful holy man frowned slightly, but he did not have too many doubts in his heart. If Mo Wangchen was an enemy spy, it would not have been possible to shoot so many enemy troops just now.
Moreover, even the mighty Holy Lord was beaten until he vomited blood.
"Show me the battle medal." He looked at Mo Wangchen's waist and said.
Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment, then looked around and saw a special token hanging on his waist. He immediately took it off and gave it to the other party.
"Xiang Qing."
This is the two words engraved on one side of the token, which are the name of the camp to which Mo Wangchen belongs and the name of its marshal.
"A few days ago, Julu City fell, and Marshal Xiang Qing was killed in the battle. I didn't expect that you were one of his men. Did you escape from Julu City?" The powerful saint sighed, looked at Mo Wangchen and said.
Mo Wangchen could only nod, but was speechless. He didn't know anything about these things.