martial law

All the attacks of the crowd, under the five-color sword light, all lost their strength, and they had no attack power when they got close to them.

"open……"

He retracted his sword and twisted it, and when he drew it again, silver light appeared in the sky.

As soon as the Xiaotian dog bit down on his calf, his teeth were smashed by the silver light, and he was trampled into a pulp by Yang Lin.

Yang Jian, who was rushing towards him, felt a pain in his heart, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and was bitten by the backlash.

Just for a moment.

Yang Lin has become one with the human and the sword, turning into a stream of light, the mountains and rivers are like cones, and with a whoosh sound, he pierces through Yang Jian's chest, which is more than ten feet high.

The golden blood fell like a waterfall.

Yang Lin snorted softly and said, "The last time you were merciful, you still dared to fight, relying on your body to be tyrannical, aren't you afraid of death?"

Yang Jian turned around with a surprised expression.

There is a little panic in the eyes.

He discovered that his own Yuan Gong Nine Transformation Foundation was broken by this sword and passed through the heart.

It turned out to be extremely slow to recover.

The huge body suddenly shrunk and fell to the ground. There was a large hole in the chest, and the muscles and bones showed no signs of growth.

It seems to be completely wiped from this side of the world.

"Concentrate your breath and return to the original, keep your mind and soul, don't act rashly."

Immortal Yuding saw that it was bad, and he didn't care about intercepting him from a distance. He rushed to Yang Jian's body in a few strides, and a stream of mana of the same origin and quality poured in to stabilize Yang Jian's injury.

As the most low-key body-training expert among the Twelve Golden Immortals, seeing his precious apprentice being injured like this by a sword, he felt very upset.

"Mind force" is the power of breaking the Dharma and creating life. It can change according to the heart and change at will.

At the beginning, the witch clan ruled the land and fought against the monster clan. Qi refiners couldn't get involved at all. They could only watch the opponent break through the mountains and rivers, and wait until both sides were hurt before they could make a comeback.

It is conceivable how tyrannical the witches and witches are.

The monster clan has all sorts of weird supernatural powers, and they can form a large array of stars in the sky to suppress all directions.

Of course, the Wu Clan also has advantages. With their powerful and indestructible physique, and their magical and vicious mental strength, they killed a sea of ​​blood.

With mental strength in hand, no matter how strong the body is, it is not invincible.

Yang Jian wanted to rely on the nine-turn Yuan Gong reborn from a drop of blood to fight hard, but he didn't know that under the invasion of this kind of Da Luo-level mental power, no matter how strong Yuan Gong was, it would be fundamentally broken and lose its ability to recover. , that is no different from ordinary body refiners.

"After all, the cultivation base is still low. If it is higher, it will be able to withstand the power of Daluo. It's a pity..."

Daoist Yuding felt a little terrified in his heart, for a disciple who had gone through a lot of calamities to escape from death was actually tantamount to his imminent doom.

If Yang Jian can be safe, he will be fine, otherwise, if he is not careful, the murder will be on his own head.

At this time, in order to protect Yang Jian's life, he didn't dare to move, he could only watch Yang Lin slashing and turning with his sword aura.

It is indeed called vertical and horizontal.

Yang Lin decided not to hold back any longer, and fought the battle of seizing the book as the last battle, just like a fierce tiger with wings, fierce and fierce.

It was too late, it was so fast, the fire dragon had just shot in front of him, and he had already passed through Yang Jian's chest, with a sharp whistle, the sword light flashed, and the silver glow rose, the red flame was like a dragon. It had been cut into two pieces of ordinary iron by Jian Guang and fell to the ground.

His figure soared into the sky, and a golden light shot out from his backhand.

"Wait..."

Before Huang Tianhua could react, his chest hurt.

His eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground, his seven orifices were already bleeding, and he lost all breath.

He killed the four generals of the Mo Family with the Heart Nail. At that time, his murderous aura was so high that he was invincible. At this time, he was hit by the Heart Nail, but he had no power to resist. He was beaten to death on the spot, and his body collapsed. The real spirit went straight to the list of gods.

"what……"

Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, sparking a prairie fire, piercing the sky with fire and rain, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Jian piercing through his chest, Huang Tianhua died on the spot, and his true spirit escaped. The three souls disappeared and the seven souls screamed strangely , somersaults, three heads, eight arms all dance wildly, stature does not advance but retreats.

I screamed in my heart.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Then, the body shook.

The child-like body was hit by a silver light like a ball.

clap clap clap...

In an instant, Nezha's body, the lotus root joints all over his body, were all broken, his bones were like powder, and his body was limp, as if he was so helpless and powerless when he cut his flesh back to his father and his bones to his mother again.

The soul is light and floating, as if in the clouds.

He knew that the body of the lotus root in his family had been turned into something like mud, so it was a big loss this time.

I don't know how many treasures I have to find to cultivate the lotus body again, otherwise, let alone fighting, it will be difficult to move freely.

Fortunately, Nezha also saw that the fierce young man in white robe and golden armor did not pursue him, nor did he hit him with a magic weapon, nor did he make up for it with a sword.He just bumped himself with his shoulder, and he turned into a flame and rushed straight out of the hall, heading towards the city gate.

"I'm just a small stone on the way for the other party to seize the treasure and escape, and they don't bother to kill me."

Nezha was disheartened for a moment.

For the first time, I felt that I might be weak and pitiful.

The arrogance and arrogance at the beginning was really ridiculous.

Mingming had already decided not to provoke him again, but this time he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and he rushed forward again.

Chapter 658 A Great Victory

Not to mention Nezha's remorse, but Lei Zhenzi has never suffered a disadvantage.

He just ate two fairy apricots.

These days, relying on Fenglei's wings and a golden stick, he has made great contributions.

Because they come and go like lightning, and their attacks are fierce, even if they encounter a formidable expert who cannot be beaten, they will often be able to retreat unscathed.

Therefore, confidence has also been cultivated in the first battle.

According to his thinking, even if he met Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Shenzhu, he would not be able to kill himself, and fled to Jiuxiaoyun with a flap of his wings.

As one of King Wen's hundred sons, even though he is a adopted son, he is very enlightened. He is not afraid at all when he sees Yang Jian and Nezha, especially Huang Tianhua's miserable situation.

It turned into a golden lightning, and in the strong wind, it was knocked down with a blow.

Ya... hey.

The stick is like a mountain.

"The stick is pretty good, and it's a little more charming than the monkey, but unfortunately, it's a no-brainer."

Yang Lin's figure rushed wildly, he didn't escape the ground, he didn't fly into the sky, and he didn't control the golden light. He just stepped on the ground with his physical body, making potholes everywhere in Xiqi City, and billowing smoke and dust.

Just for a while, his eyebrows and sky eyes opened, and he had already seen it.

Some people use the finger-to-earth forming steel technique, some use the heavenly net technique, and some use the vast sea rage technique to seal the five elements, lock yin and yang, and enclose this space impenetrably.

If you use spells at this time, you will definitely fall into the trap of those golden immortals.

Instead, they fought fiercely and confronted head-on, and no one could stop themselves.

After all, Yang Jian and Nezha, the ceiling of physical martial arts, have been beaten to the ground by himself.

Those who play magic are twisted by the silver light of their mind, and they can't do anything. Unless they use treasure bombardment, they are not afraid of ordinary attacks.

It is not that the master is better than the apprentice.

There is a specialization in the art industry.

Lei Zhenzi struck with a stick.

Yang Lin didn't even turn his head. With a flick of his robe sleeve, a Wu hook cut through the air like a crescent moon, and it had already hit Lei Zhenzi's head.

This treasure was snatched from Mu Zha, and it was used by Yang Lin's incomparably pure golden fairy mana, which is no worse than Pu Xian's real person driving it himself.

Lei Zhenzi hit halfway with a stick, and his neck felt slightly cold.

He only had time to tilt his head, and half of his body, including his wings, had been chopped off.

Only half of the body was left, with the intestines and stomach, and fell to the ground with a crash.

Howled endlessly.

In fact, this fierce man who was cultivated by Yun Zhongzi himself and who will be able to sanctify his body in the future will not be able to resist the powerful magic weapon.

According to Yang Lin's estimate, his physical body should not be as powerful as Yang Jian.

Facing the innate spirit treasure Wu Gou, he was vulnerable.

Compared to Yang Jian being injured and master Yuding real person stepped forward to rescue him, Lei Zhenzi's master Yun Zhongzi didn't come, and he was struggling for his life on the ground at this time. It was very miserable and no one paid attention to him.

Of course, it's not that everyone is cruel, but that it's an emergency and everyone has no time.

Fortunately, Yang Lin left in a hurry and didn't have a chance to make up for another blow. He was able to turn his head away, but he was seriously injured and did not die immediately. Compared to Huang Tianhua, he was much stronger.

So, time is fate.

Sometimes, good luck is really a powerful strength.

Amidst the turbulent smoke and dust, the ground moved, and a thin, middle-aged Taoist priest emerged from the soil. He stretched out his hand with a gleaming golden rope. His hand turned into a storm and locked onto Yang Lin's body with a snap.

This Taoist appeared very ingeniously, he was half a step ahead of Yang Lin, and appeared ten feet in front of Yang Lin.

From the shot to the binding of Xiansuo, there was absolutely no chance for people to react.

When the golden light touches the body, it turns into regular magical powers, tightens inwards, and seals the operation of magical powers...

Surprised whispers sounded all around.

There was another short Taoist in purple ribbon fairy clothes, the mirror light in his hand moved slightly, and a white glow had already illuminated Yang Lin's body tied to death by the fairy rope.

Red light governs life, white light governs death.

It is called the Yin-Yang Mirror, but it is actually the mysterious light of life and death.

Once the death light shines, even the golden immortal will die without life.

Unless you dodge beforehand.

Of course, Yang Lin is tied up now, he can't use his mana, and he can't hide if he wants to.

Seeing it is about to be out of my wits.

Chi Jingzi and Fear Liusun even had smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, Taoist Ran Deng yelled angrily: "Be careful that the golden cicada escapes its shell, that is the way to replace death."

The sound of drinking is in my ears.

Everyone saw that the young man, who was bound by the immortal rope and then illuminated by the death light, turned into pieces of paper and fluttered in the wind. The primordial spirit was fixed.

The Seven Birds Fan in his hand only fanned out half of the wind and fire.

The figure is already unable to move.

A swipe of silver light had already cut to his neck.

"Very courageous."

The world is turned upside down.

A little yellow light illuminates the city, and when everyone is in a daze, they feel that the world has been turned upside down, and the world has become a paradise.

At the same time, a ruler filled the sky and fell down with a loud crash.

bang...

Golden flames shot out from Yang Lin's body, and he was beaten into a white mist.

Confetti again.

"It's still better to borrow things to replace forms, carefully change things, and chase..."

Daoist Ran Deng used the Qiankun ruler, missed the auxiliary car, and played a double, and couldn't help but blush.

Who is he?