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This is the power of the Holy Lord Huangfeng.

When he descended, the nature of this battle had completely changed.

At this moment, Pang Lingxuan's cautious voice sounded.

"Father, who do you think will win?"

When the voice fell, the Eldest Princess also turned her gaze.

After hearing the voice, Pang Xingdou said slowly.

"I think it's Holy Lord Huangfeng!"

After the words fell, the other powerhouses around did not speak, obviously acquiescing to Pang Xingdou's words.

After all, the Holy Lord of the Yellow Wind back then was said to have controlled the yellow sand and buried a dynasty alive, although it is a bit exaggerated.

But the other party's cultivation should not be underestimated.

And at this moment, Lu Yu, who was in the strong wind, led Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry to Guan Yu's side.

Because, only with the protection of the other party, can they resist the hurricane around them.

Then, he spoke slowly.

"In such a situation, is it possible to deal with it?"

After hearing Lu Yu's questioning voice, the next moment Guan Yu opened his red phoenix eyes.

The dazzling light reflects the heaven and the earth, pierces through the yellow sand, and complements the great sun, shining brightly!

Where the divine light passes, the strong wind recedes.

The tornado that drove the people of the Yellow Wind Holy Land out of the oasis.

"My lord, please watch Guan Yu kill someone!"

The sound sounded like a clanging blade.

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After Guan Yu's voice fell.

"Boom!"

Behind Guan Yu's body, a huge phantom appeared.

It is still the phantom of the Martial Saint.

Majestic and grand, there are hundreds of feet up and down.

The Azure Dragon Saber covers the sky and the sun.

The red rabbit neighed.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife, like a pillar of heaven, flashed a cold light.

In an instant, the sky full of swords was roaring.

After feeling the power of the blade, Holy Lord Huangfeng also showed vigilance in his eyes.

At this time, he said slowly.

"Great yellow wind, get up!"

The voice sounded, and the disciples of the Holy Land all around were shimmering with blazing light.

While the energy was surging, he pinched the formula with both hands.

In an instant, the surrounding wind and sand became more and more massive.

The yellow sand on the entire Taikoo Plain seemed to be swept away at this time.

The sky-high yellow sand was carried by the hurricane.

Within the oasis, it is almost impossible to see things.

The buildings that broke through the ground were buried by the wind and sand at this time.

Let the people watching the battle be shocked.

Pang Xingdou said solemnly.

"It seems that the rumors that the Yellow Sand Holy Land buried a Celestial Dynasty may not be a lie.

In such a scene, it is really difficult for ordinary people to survive in it! "

After his voice sounded, he pulled the second daughter beside him and continued to retreat towards the rear.

Others followed suit.

And right now.

Guan Yu beside Lu Yu who was standing also moved.

After the phantom behind him was completely revealed.

A growl came out of his mouth.

"Blue Dragon Slash!"

With the sound of the sound.

In the yellow sand all over the sky, Guan Yu cut out with a single knife.

When waving the saber along with the main body.

The phantom behind him also chopped out the sword at the same time.

"hold head high!"

The next moment, a giant blue dragon roared out from Guan Yu's feet.

The green-gold dragon scales were extremely tight, and a pair of antlers shone with metallic light.

Dragon claws dance.

circled up.