I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Lei Fuzhen Wang Jian turned into a stream of light, flew into the universe, and came to Zhang Dongyun and others.

Mr. Fang Cun, Yue Fengling saw this magic weapon, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He didn't have memory loss, and he still remembered that he was in the Yanhuang world, when the real man Yu Chengyang was chasing Qiongqi, he pushed him back and captured Qiongqi.

Although he didn't hurt anyone at the time, he was also very domineering.

At that time, Yue Fengling really didn't worry about this.

Don't say Chengyang is a real person, what about the so-called Chang'an City Lord?

But after capturing Qi Yaohua for the first time, he didn't want to care about it.

The original conflict also came to mind immediately, making him realize that even if there were no problems between Mo Li and Qi Yaohua Ling, there would still be conflicts between the two sides, and it was impossible to give up.

But even at that time, Mr. Fang Cun Yue Fengling didn't expect that Chang'an City Lord would be so powerful.

He even recruited Chengyang Chengyang’s magic weapon Lei Fu Zhen Wang Sword from Yanhuang!

The same magic weapon in Zhang Dongyun's hands is completely two concepts compared with the hands of Chengyang real person, even if compared to Zhang Dongyun's current strength, this magic weapon appears weak.

In Chengyang's hands, Bao helps others.

In Zhang Dongyun's hands, it was the man who brought the treasure.

Under his control, the Lei Fu True King Sword entered the universe, turned into a flash of thunder, and instantly slammed in front of Yue Fengling.

Mr. Fang Cun Yue Fengling unfolded the white jade folding fan in his hand, and swiped it forcefully at the thunder light. The thick ink seemed to form the city wall fortress, as solid as gold, blocking the flashing thunder light in front of him.

Mocheng was not destroyed.

But Yue Fengling did not feel that Mocheng was under attack either.

Just looking at the previous situation of Mahaloni and Lin Zhong, we knew that Zhang Dongyun could not retreat in battle.

If Zhang Dongyun does not retreat, there is only one possibility...

Mr. Fang Cun Yue Fengling couldn't believe it and looked down.

I saw a magic sword, already piercing his chest.

The speed was so fast that his Confucian magical powers were too late to defend.

Even so soon that he couldn't react, he had already been recruited.

Naturally, Mocheng couldn't feel being attacked, because it was so empty, in front of Zhang Dongyun, it was not even a decoration.

The lightning current on the Lei Fuzhen King's sword turned out, and Yue Fengling's wounds were completely paralyzed and lost. Even if he had discovered that he was hitting the sword, he still didn't feel it and couldn't feel the pain.

In an instant, his perception of himself disappeared.

Even the soul is completely paralyzed.

He lost his control over his body and mind, and his whole being froze in the void of the universe from the inside out, unable to move.

The mana and the literary talents also dispersed together.

The seemingly sturdy city of ink disintegrated on its own and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Dongyun waved his hand casually, and Lei Fuzhen Wangjian took Mr. Fang Cun Yue Fengling and flew back to the Yanhuang World.

The real Chengyang picked up the magic weapon and the person, and Zhang Dongyun's voice rang in his ear: "I will save my life for the time being, I will be useful later."

"Please follow your majesty's oracle." The old Taoist replied respectfully.

In the void of the outer universe, the Muslim leader stared at Zhang Dongyun and remained silent.

What happened before him had shown that even if he wanted to escape, it was impossible.

As for the rescue of Mr. Fangcun, there is no hope at all.

The only thing that can be considered is to find an opportunity to inform the division and try to see if the reinforcements have time to rescue.

Only with the strength demonstrated by the Chang'an City Master, even if his teacher is not afraid, but if he wants to save his life, it is still extremely difficult...

"Offended Chang'an, it's too late to regret the poor Dao. Now I only hope that the city lord will show favor outside the law. If there is a place where the poor Dao can help, please order from the city lord." The halal people tried to make the last effort.

Zhang Dongyun looked at each other up and down: "Among the four, your cultivation base has the highest strength."

Du Qingzhen said: "Compared with the city lord, it is like the light of fireflies."

Zhang Dongyun said: "There is really something for you to do right now, you want to do it, it's best."

Hearing what he said, Du Qingzhen's heart sank: "Please show me the city lord."

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"Contact your fellow Taiyimen to rescue you. The more people you have, the better." Zhang Dongyun said right now and concealed himself from Zong Tianxuan.

Of course it wasn't that the other party could see him and Du Qingzheng opening their mouths but couldn't hear the sound, but because of the influence of Invincible City, the two of them looked completely different in Zong Tianxuan's eyes.

Although Zong Tianxuan heard such an abnormal request, he might be puzzled, but the real Du Qing who really heard it was completely stunned.

He did have hope in his heart that his fellow experts could come to the rescue.

But at this moment, Zhang Dongyun sounded like he had accepted his intentions, but he made him feel cold all over his body, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The other party clearly had a trap, and he wanted to catch them all at once, waiting for Taiyimen to send him to the door by himself.

Although Zhang Dongyun's current strength is shocking, but the Muslims really do not believe that the other party has the ability to round up their Taiyimen together.

But looking back, before he and Mr. Fang Cun came today, they didn't expect Zhang Dongyun to keep them all.

From this point of view, the other party really knows how to do it?

At this point, the Governor of Muslims immediately changed his mind.

What Zhang Dongyun wants him to do, he must not do what the other party wants.

"One person does things, the other person, please don't embarrass the poor and the same people." The Muslim Governor said slowly.

Zhang Dongyun said casually: "You will be willing."

After hearing this, the halal people felt even more chill.

"So, I have to be offended." The Taoist squeezed the sword art with both hands.

Then two sword auras, one black and one white, immediately gathered, turning into a mysterious and domineering gray sword aura, looming chaos.

It is Taiyimen's unique swordsmanship, Taiyi Guiyuan Sword!

The Taiyimen originally had two great skills, the Taiyi Pure Yang Sword and the Taiyi Xuanyin Sword. The combination of the two swords can form the Taiyi Guiyuan Sword, which is usually combined by the two.

To supervise the Muslims to cultivate into the realm of Da Luo above the primordial spirit and achieve the position of the heavenly monarch, one person can use the two swords combined, the power is real domineering, and there is no magic.

Even if the swords against Zong Tianxuan are all out, they can be matched in a short time.

But in the face of this gray sword aura, Zhang Dongyun just stretched out his hand, and the Taiyi Guiyuan Sword that supervised the Muslims stopped in midair.

Then, the gray Jian Qi was involuntarily divided into two, and re-distributed into black and white.

Then the black and white two qi seemed to recognize the thief as the father, broke away from the control of the Muslims, and completely fell into the grasp of Zhang Dongyun, and in turn entangled the Muslims from left to right.

The halal people only felt unable to move for a moment.

His mana surged, bursting out like a flash flood, no longer seeking to hurt the enemy, but to regain control of himself.

Even if it is self-determination, it is fine.

But as a result, he found that he began to weave information, send it out, and ask for help from his teacher.

The halal people suddenly seemed to be struck by five thunders.

"You will be willing."

Zhang Dongyun's words are still in my ears.