Doomsday Rise

The third sword flew out of his hand and shot towards Jiang Taihao like lightning. A divine light shot out from Liu Wei'an's eyes. The light collided with the flying sword, and a thunderous explosion broke out. The white birch iron tree saw that it was about to stab Liu Wei'an's vest, and suddenly there was a flash in front of his eyes. The flower turned into a fist, a fist wrapped in thunder and lightning.

Boom—

The branches exploded, shattering one by one until the trunk. The birch iron tree let out a painful scream, leaving a large amount of white sap at the fracture. The juice is the essence of the birch iron tree. A large amount of sap was lost. The leaves of the birch iron tree looked like A lot.

The retreating birch iron tree suddenly let out another scream that was mixed with pain and anger. Suddenly, there was a finger hole in the trunk, and white juice gurgled out, and it couldn't be stopped.

Ask your heart!

Bai Hua Tieshu often sneaks attacks on others, and is reincarnated in heaven. Now Liu Wei'an sneaks up on him, and he looks very angry. The flying sword made a flexible turn in mid-air and stabbed again. This time the target was Liu Wei'an's heart, leaving Liu Wei'an unable to pursue the White Birch Iron Tree.

The flying sword does not emit any breath and looks like ordinary iron, but Liu Wei'an knows that this is the most terrifying thing about the flying sword. The essence is restrained and does not leak out at all. It blooms until the moment it hits the target. That kind of explosive power can be described as Flash floods, volcanic eruptions, and terror are unfounded.

A weapon is a sharp weapon. It doesn't think of the human body. It has thoughts and will, and can control emotions. The cold air carried by the weapon itself is naturally nourished and cannot be eliminated, but the flying sword breaks common sense.

The owner of the flying sword was the man walking with the sword that Liu Wei'an saw on the way. He had a quick look at it at the time, but he made a deep impression. He was a man in his forties with flying long hair and a bohemian look. The clothes are gorgeous, and the pendant hanging on his waist is rare gold and jade, which is priceless.

Liu Wei'an did not dare to retreat because Feijian was still gathering momentum. Retreating would only increase the power of Feijian and put himself in a more unfavorable situation. The devil's fairy eyes shot out a bright gaze and calculated the final impact of Feijian in one breath. Walking towards him, Lightning punched above his right ear.

Sure enough, when the fist hit the end, the flying sword that was stabbing at the heart suddenly changed direction and stabbed at Liu Wei'an's right temple, as if it was sent to the door, and collided with Liu Wei'an's fist.

boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, the flying sword bounced away like an electric shock. Liu Wei'an turned his fist into a claw and grabbed the flying sword.

"Here comes the knife!"

Liu Wei'an opened his left hand, and the third sword that was knocked away by Jiang Taihao's nine-section whip automatically flew back to his hand, slashing at the owner of the flying sword.

"Xianyun made a trick, the flying star spreads hatred." The master of the flying sword held the sword secret in his hand, trying to recall the flying sword, but Liu Wei'an held the flying sword tightly. Although the flying sword struggled hard, he couldn't get it back. Taking off his palm, the owner of the flying sword cursed: madman. He could only flee in confusion. Liu Wei'an's left-hand sword was not as good as his right-hand sword, but it was powerful enough that the owner of the flying sword did not dare to take a hit.

Liu Wei'an drew his sword faster and faster, and when he saw that he was about to hit the owner of the flying sword, the woman in purple and the old man in green robe who had fought to death with the owner of the flying sword suddenly gave up the fight and turned around to attack Liu Wei'an together.

The old man in green robe lightly slapped his palm. Where the palm passed, there was a rotten void and green mist. It was frightening to see. The weapon of the woman in purple was a purple ribbon. It seemed soft and powerless, but Liu Wei An had seen with her own eyes the ribbon whipping the chariot dozens of meters away.

"Are you going to be bullied if you are handsome?" Liu Wei'an was angry. He straightened his shoulders and his whole body became mighty and powerful. The third knife returned to sadness. The runes displayed on his left hand shone, and the ancient and mysterious power overflowed. .

"Soul Soul!"

The void was stagnant, and Liu Wei'an punched three times in a row.

boom!

The purple-clothed woman's ribbon suddenly shot back, and the purple-clothed woman spun very quickly to neutralize the power of the Great Judgment Fist. Liu Wei'an's second punch was Jiang Taihao's nine-section whip.

The fist collided with the whip, causing a thunderous sound. The third punch was aimed at the strange green palm of the old man in green robe. The palms and fists collided, but no sound came out, which was extremely strange.

Green mist wrapped Liu Wei'an's fist and spread along his arm. Liu Wei'an wanted to loosen his fist but found that he couldn't. At the same time, the flying sword in his right hand suddenly burst out with terrifying power and pierced Liu Wei'an. The palm of my hand flew away. Liu Wei'an's eyes shot out, and an almost imperceptible ripple passed through the void.

"The Sword of Annihilation!"

"Ah-" The old man in green robe let out a shrill scream, and his whole body trembled. Liu Wei'an shook his fist, and a force like a landslide and tsunami erupted. The old man in green robe was unable to resist, retracted his palm, and retreated in a flash.

"Soul Soul!"

The void became silent again. Liu Wei'an clenched his fist regardless of his **** hand and punched out with lightning.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

puff-

The green-robed old man's palm turned into blood mist, and his entire arm exploded. He screamed again, and shot out more than three hundred meters, sprinkling blood in the void.

Just as Liu Wei'an was about to add another punch, the Huangshan Scholar Inkstone struck again.

"Do you really think there's nothing you can do about it?" Liu Wei'an didn't have the slightest fondness for the Huangshan Scholar's Inkstone, which had been attacked repeatedly. He seemed to have eyes on his back, and his **** right hand hit the Huangshan Scholar's Inkstone hard.

when-

Several cracks appeared on the Huangshan Scholar's Inkstone, and the depth of the cracks reached half of the inkstone. The Huangshan Scholar's Inkstone made a shrill scream and smashed into the yellow sand, never to be seen again.

Liu Wei'an suddenly turned his head and looked at the birch iron tree with a knife-like gaze. The branch of the birch iron tree reached halfway, suddenly changed direction, and hit the old man in green robe on the back. Everyone and the tree screamed at the same time, and the branches of the birch iron tree popped out. The green mist spread quickly towards the trunk of the tree. The birch iron tree had to cut off this branch with pain. It was cut off the crown. A branch was broken by Liu Wei'an, and a branch was knocked off by the woman in purple. One branch was cut off by the swordsman, and now another branch is cut off, leaving only two branches, which feel bare.

There was a bloodstain on the back of the old man in green robe. The white birch iron tree's attack was so ruthless that the skin and flesh were removed, leaving bones and bones, which was shocking to see.

However, the old man in green robe was indeed terrifying. The branch was whipped for just a moment, but it was actually contaminated with toxins, forcing the birch iron tree to cut off its branches.

In an instant, several masters were knocked away, and Baihua Tieshu was so frightened that he did not dare to attack. All the masters showed vigilance and fear towards Liu Wei'an. The Huangshan Scholar Inkstone was extremely hard and attacked everyone repeatedly, but everyone could not do anything to him. It was too hard. , no matter how hard he hit him, he couldn't be broken. Everyone hated him so much that no one expected that Liu Wei'an would break the Huangshan scholar's inkstone and almost fall apart. The methods Liu Wei'an showed made everyone more cautious in taking action.

Liu Wei'an took action too quickly, and no one could see clearly. Liu Wei'an held the mace in his hand, and he was facing the enemy head-on. The mace has not been afraid of anyone yet. The Huangshan Scholar Inkstone should be thankful that he has practiced for many years and has a strong spirit. Otherwise, at this moment, it would be A pair were in pieces.

However, Liu Wei'an was not having an easy time. His left hand was still wrapped in green mist. The spread of the green mist had slowed down, but it was still climbing upwards and was very strong.

If it was just green mist, Liu Wei'an wouldn't care. The key is that the mist contains terrible corrosive power. His fist was wrapped in thunder and lightning, and it was as strong as the sun. Although it cannot be said that all poisons are immune, ordinary toxins only need to be relied on a little. If you get closer, it will be purified by the power of thunder and lightning. However, the situation is reversed now. The power of thunder and lightning is corroded by the green mist and becomes weaker and weaker.

Liu Wei'an couldn't imitate the white birch iron tree and broke his arm.

"This boy is a big threat. I suggest that we all work together to eliminate him first." The old man in green robe hated Liu Wei'an deeply. After he became famous, he has never been hurt. People he met were attracted by his reputation. They didn't dare to attack him, but today, Liu Wei'an's arm was blown to pieces. He had endless killing intent in his heart, and the pain in his back. This debt was all placed on Liu Wei'an's head. If it weren't for Liu Wei'an, It is impossible for the white birch iron tree to sneak up on him.

The others looked at each other and nodded in unison. A group of experts suddenly had a tacit understanding and took action together. Flying swords, nine-section whips, purple ribbons, tree branches, the murderous aura emitted by chariots... There are also several masters. Although they don't use weapons, their fist style and palm power are more terrifying. In an instant, the space Liu Wei'an is in becomes Deep sea whirlpool, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com If you are not careful, you will be shattered to pieces.

What's not good is that Liu Wei'an is still thinking of ways to dispel the green mist on his left hand, facing internal and external troubles. Liu Wei'an has no fear on his face and his eyes are cold. He doesn't look at anyone else, but just stares at Jiang Taihao, because Jiang Taihao was the first to take action. people. It seemed that they took action at the same time, but in fact there was a sequence. Jiang Taihao was the first to have an opportunity. When the balance was broken, others took action.

For example, Bai Birch Iron Tree follows the trend. If no one takes the lead, he will not take action.

Liu Wei'an's right hand held the third sword. Just when he was about to take out the sword, a sudden change occurred. A huge figure suddenly emerged from the yellow sand ground and swallowed the old man in green robe in one bite.

"ah-"

The screams of the old man in green robes only lasted half the sound and then stopped abruptly.

Desert Yellow Dragon!

Liu Wei'an ignored the purple-clothed woman's ribbon falling from the sky and soared into the sky. Almost at the same time, the desert yellow dragon's mouth arrived and hit the chariot, sending the chariot flying to the sky. His mouth opened and closed, and a face was painted with red patterns. The master is missing.

The head of the desert yellow dragon flicked sideways, the arm of the man from the oasis broke with a click, and the whole man flew out like a meteorite. The tail of the desert yellow dragon swept across the earth, the Wutu rhinoceros flew dozens of meters, and the dwarf let out a shrill scream. .

boom!

The white birch iron tree was rubbed by the tail of the desert yellow dragon, and a quarter of its trunk was rubbed off. The white birch iron tree ran away without saying a word. Liu Wei'an saw a tree running wildly for the second time. The first time was in Mogu Mountain.

The others dispersed like birds and beasts, and all stayed away from the Desert Yellow Dragon. Everyone was shocked and anxious, because the Desert Yellow Dragon swam towards the Desert Black Lotus.