President's bodyguard

The spear pierced through the void, shining bright light in front of Wang Huai, so dazzling and dazzling.

Every time he attacked, Zhu Yanzhan unleashed the strongest force, without any tricks, without any room for maneuver, it was just a killer move.

Wang Huai's sword was pointed out under the bright light, Fuxi sword, the first move, life and death slash!
The sword light and the gun light collided together, and the sky was like a thunderstorm, and a terrible hurricane blew up, as if the world would be moved by this.

"This..." The crowd was speechless for a while.

Everyone can understand that Zhu Yanzhan can unleash such a terrifying attack. After all, he is a master of tribulation, but Wang Yifeng, he is only in the early stage of Mahayana, and he actually confronted Zhu Yanzhan head-on, and, he actually stopped this shot?

Zhu Yanzhan ignored the gazes of the people below, turned the spear, and shot out again, a little faster, the light shrank instantly, as if a golden lotus flower had formed in midair.

"bang"

The lotus flower burst, and the gun light turned into countless attacks and rushed towards Wang Huai, as if where there was light, there was his spear light, and where there was light, there was the power of attack.

Wang Huai's expression was serious, and the Fuxi sword was turned over in front of his chest, and the second form of life and death came out violently, and hit him head-on.

"Boom" the terrifying gun light and sword energy collided and tore apart in mid-air.

The true qi of the two kept gushing out, and the terrifying power of true essence kept intertwining, as if they were about to tear apart the void.

"Kill" Zhu Yanzhan turned his spear again, and at the same time, he stretched out his left hand and slapped Wang Huai with his fleshy palm.

Wang Huai noticed Zhu Yanzhan's movements, and his expression froze immediately. He could still use some skills with the sword, but with fists, he only had the most primitive strength, and fighting for strength, Wang Huai in the early Mahayana period was not at the same level as Zhu Yanzhan.

At that time, he had no choice but at this moment, he had no choice but to fight back.

As soon as Wang Huai gritted his teeth, he also blasted out with his left hand, slapping forward with the palm of his hand.

"Boom"

With palms facing each other, Wang Huai only felt his arms tremble, and all his bones creaked. After all, his strength was too far behind Zhu Yanzhan, and pure strength was not as overbearing as Zhu Yanzhan.

"puff"

Wang Huai spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body ejected backwards.

"No..." Jun Moyu on the ground saw this scene and stood up involuntarily, and many people also held their breath.

After Wang Huai's body was shaken out, Zhu Yanzhan didn't stop at all, he bullied him at an extremely fast speed, and pointed his spear at Wang Huai's heart.

"Zhu Yanzhan's speed is so fast, then Wang Yifeng might be in danger." Someone said.

At this time, Wang Huai's body was hanging in the air, and he had nowhere to focus. Moreover, he was retreating, and there was really not much room for adjustment. He watched Zhu Yanzhan's long spear stabbing him, and had nowhere to dodge.

"call"

At the very moment, a gust of wind formed under Wang Huai's body, followed by Wang Huai's body suddenly changing direction at an unreasonable speed and rushing out.

"What's going on? How did he do it?" No one saw clearly how Wang Huai moved.

Even Zhu Yanzhan was taken aback for a moment, since he was able to hit it, how did Wang Yifeng dodge it?
In fact, at the critical moment, Wang Huai released his wood-type soul power, and the Gale Martial Soul attached to his legs, making Wang Huai's speed dozens of times faster.

Zhu Yanzhan turned around and looked at Wang Huai who was already a hundred meters away, his eyes slightly wrinkled.

"Is it the power of the soul? Do you have the martial soul that speeds up?"

Wang Huai didn't answer. He had already displayed two types of martial souls, fire and water, and he didn't want to show the third type. After all, the three types of souls were too eye-catching, but now, he had to show them.

"It's useless, no matter what tricks you have, you will definitely die today!" Zhu Yanzhan turned around, and the spear came out of the hole.

"boom"

A tall and terrifying figure formed behind Zhu Yanzhen.

When everyone looked closely, it was a god of war wearing armor and holding a spear.

"Look, it's Zhu Yanzhan's martial spirit, a God of War, just like Zhu Yanzhan, holding a spear."

"The power of the soul of the gold system, the martial soul of the god of war, such a terrifying power."

Wang Huai looked down at the god of war, and the majestic aura kept rushing towards him, making his breathing a little depressing.

"Kill!" God of War was angry, and the sky and earth changed color. The spear of God of War and the spear in Zhu Yanzhan's hand merged into one in mid-air, emitting a golden light, like the sunset glow in the sky, stirring up the entire heavenly court.

"buzz, buzz, buzz"

As the spear was pointed at Wang Huai, Wang Huai felt his heart tremble violently with every step.

"break"

As the spear was approaching, Wang Huai, with the blessing of Gale Wind Martial Soul, rushed nearly a thousand meters in mid-air at lightning speed, but the spear was not thrown away, but got closer.

"It's artistic conception!" Wang Huai was surprised.

This Zhu Yanzhan has also comprehended the artistic conception, the artistic conception of the gun, and yes, the second level.

With Zhu Yanzhan's strength, he not only released his martial spirit, but even used his artistic conception against a mere early stage Mahayana, which shows how angry he is and how much he wants Wang Necro to die.

"Come on!" Wang Huai gritted his teeth, and Fuxi sword came out.

"Life and death sacrifice!" Mixed with the ground's double sword intent, Jianxin Tongming headed forward.

"Keng"

"puff"

Blood stained the sky, Wang Huai's body was bent at an incredible angle in mid-air, Fuxi sword was held in his hand, and collided with Zhu Yanzhan's spear, barely deflecting the direction of the spear, but still unable to block it.

The long spear pierced Wang Huai's body, the front chest went in, the back came out, and the shot pierced through the hall, and it was at the heart.

"Hahahaha, vulnerable!" Zhu Yanzhan roared, pulled out his spear, and Wang Huai's body fell into the air.

"This...was Wang Yifeng killed?" The people below noticed the situation in mid-air.

"It's like, yes, he fell from the sky." Everyone squinted and looked at the sky.

"No, he won't die, he can't die." Jun Moyu stood up and raised his head, looking at the sky, his teeth were going through his lips.

"You dare to kill my brother, I will let you die!" Zhu Yanzhan's voice sounded, and Wang Huai's body was pierced with a sword. He was still not satisfied. The God of War spirit stabbed down with a long spear, and the void continued to make friction sounds. Blooming a terrifying golden light and flames.

"die"

"Ah!" Just as the spear was about to stab Wang Huai again, Wang Huai, who thought he was dead, suddenly opened his arms, and even faced the spear head with his fleshy palm.

"En?" Zhu Yanzhan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that Wang Yifeng was still alive.

"Papa" the tip of the gun was pinched by Wang Huai's hands, and then Wang Huai's body was pushed down with great force.

"You can't stop me!" After Zhu Yanzhan finished speaking, the God of War spirit appeared above Wang Huai's head, and another long spear appeared.

"burn"

Wang Huai didn't care so much anymore, and once again sacrificed cold fire, hovering above his head in an attempt to stop the God of War.

"Do you think that a ball of flames can stop my martial spirit? It's too far away!" Zhu Yanzhan said disdainfully, "Destroy!"

The spear fell, and when it passed through the cold fire, it shook a little twice and paused slightly, but it didn't stop in the direction of progress, and the spear fell after all.

Wang Huai was floating on his back. In his eyes, the huge gun head was getting bigger and bigger. His own cold fire martial spirit couldn't block it. The gun pierced his chest just now, and Wang Huai didn't die.

So this shot, piercing the whole head, can you still live?