After traveling for eight years, you said that I am a villain?Panic

Light arrows flew towards them with an aura of destruction.

In the blink of an eye, it collided with Baizi's defense,

The two energies began to attack each other.

A few seconds later, Baizi's light curtain was torn open and shattered.

The light arrow also dimmed a bit.

Immediately afterwards, it hit the khaki tortoise shell light curtain.

The khaki light curtain lasted for a full ten seconds.

But the arrow of light had dimmed most of it at this time.

clang~

The body of the broken little clock didn't even move, it just shattered the dim arrow of light with a crisp sound.

Wang Mo looked up at the little clock above his head in doubt.

He felt the little clock,

It seems to be a little different.

seem,

A little more spiritual.

Because of the attitude just now,

It seems a little... arrogant!

Wei Yang saw that his light arrow was easily blocked by the opponent, and helplessly put away the giant bow in his hand.

No way, his specialty is playing with guns.

Bows and arrows are not his specialty.

Although this bow is a mess,

But he can only strike once a day.

Wang Mo watched helplessly as the other party put away the gleaming golden bow.

Immediately anxious.

He was just about to use the upgraded Miaoshoukongkong when he saw that the beautiful bow was actually put away.

Isn't this funny?

"Why did you put away my bow?"

Wei Yang trembled with anger when he heard this.

Listen everyone, what are you talking about?

Wei Yang raised his spear high, and then smashed it down hard.

The subordinates behind him also held up various weapons,

The phantom of the battle formation turned into a huge spear.

As soon as Wang Mo rushed back to the building, he grabbed Park Jung-eun who was squatting under the table, and stuffed a white chess piece into his hand.

Then infuse aura.

"Go away!"

volley,

Like a soccer ball, Park Jong-un crossed a world wave and disappeared into the distance.

Wang Mo jumped onto the roof of the building,

the breeze blows,

His long black hair blows in the wind,

The fair and handsome knife-like little face gave off a faint halo under the sun's rays.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the sword in his hand pointed to the air.

Watching the huge black spear attacking quickly.

Wang Moyi didn't dare to be careless,

The body of the demon god is opened,

Fighting the Eucharist, the buffs of the Great Emperor's Capital began to stack.

The big flaming bird uttered a loud cry again.

Wei Jingjing stared obsessively at the tall figure on the roof.

The little heart was beating wildly.

"Damn it, this charming temperament really made me obsessed, huh? Wait? What about the phoenix phantom?"

It wasn't the first time Wei Jingjing saw the phantom of the big bird behind Wang Moyi, but this time it was different.

Because the eyes of that phoenix phantom actually opened slightly.

Countless sword qi began to gather into a huge torrent of sword qi, rushing towards the sky like a flood breaking a bank.

Wei Yang was shocked again,

He found that the boy on the opposite side was only now displaying his full strength.

"How is it possible? Is this still a human?"

The long spears gathered by thousands of cavalry collided with Wang Moyi's torrent of sword energy.

The energy began to dissolve, and the torrent of fiery red sword energy slowly disappeared in front of the black spear.

Wei Yang sneered.

"Unbelievable!"

Little Nascent Soul, no matter how talented you are, how powerful you are, can you surpass the combined force of an army?

It's just that Wei Yang hasn't laughed for two seconds yet,

A fiery red torrent appeared again in the pupil.

Wei Yang was taken aback.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he must have made a big move just now.

Why is this called again?

"What's the matter? Isn't the mantis arm a car?"

Wei Yang embraced his arms and did not direct his men to continue attacking.

These elite soldiers of his can make a full 5 pike shots.

From the beginning until now, the second battle formation skill was issued.

Not in a hurry.

Let the spears fly for a while!

The corner of Wei Yang's mouth couldn't help but want to crack a smile.

"Huh. Are you still here?"

On the ground, looking at the familiar torrent of sword energy,

Wei Yang was at a loss.

At this time, more than half of the spear had dissipated.

Wang Mo nodded.

At this time, he was already gnawing on the ham sausage.

[My five torrents of sword energy can offset one of their battle formation skills.This wave is capable. 】

He knew that the opponent's cavalry should only be able to use a few battle formation skills, unless they took drugs and fought hard.

But for Wang Moyi who has a systematic ham sausage and a big cigar to supplement his blue volume and spirit.

Afraid of taking drugs?

After a while,

Wei Yang raised his spear and roared,

The cavalry behind them was even more magnificent.

A long spear appeared again, smashing towards Wang Moyi like a mountain.

A few minutes passed.

Wei Yang was dumbfounded, looking at the figure as if he had seen a ghost.

Come again! ! !

Another 10 minutes passed.

Wei Yang was dumbfounded.

Is this really a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk?

There is so much aura in his body?

15 super moves, right?

Even the great masters in the later stage of refining the virtual are also false, right?

Wei Yang's face was dark, and he directed his subordinates to use the fourth wave of battle formation skills.

10 minutes passed.

The scene was once embarrassing.

Wang Mo even opened a bottle of Red Bull with a big cigar in his mouth.

He drank happily.

Behind Wei Yang,

The soldiers riding on their mounts had already taken out various elixirs and began to replenish the consumed aura.

Two generals came to Wei Yang's side.

"General Wei, the human kid in front of you is weird, he can't be some great master pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right?"

Wei Yang stared at the arrogant and messy Wang Moyi on the ground.

He is also a little confused now.

In so many years of leading troops to fight, I have never encountered such a situation.

An army of thousands of people, all of whom were monks at the lowest Jindan stage, was blocked by a single person.

"It shouldn't be that kind of big master. If it's really that level of master, don't tease us like this. Let's do it again!"

Battle formation skills are activated,

The demonic energy that had just been replenished in the soldiers flowed out crazily, and some soldiers who were injured and weak in cultivation even fell off their mounts.

10 minutes passed.

The demon army made a noise.

Because they saw with their own eyes that the young man on the ground once again shot out several torrents of sword energy to defeat their battle formation skills.

Wei Yu looked at Wang Moyi in disbelief.

"Come again!"

a roar,

Quench the turbulent army.

The majestic magic energy began to gather.

Wang Mo shook his head,

At this time, because of the blessing of a big cigar, he didn't want to fight for a long time at all.

That's it?

Wang Moyi said that with this level of battle formation skills, he could fight someone for a whole day and night without shitting or peeing.

The torrent of fiery red sword energy swept up again.

Wang Mo looked back in boredom.

"what?"

Wang Moyi shuddered all over.

[What did I see? 】

Wang Mo rubbed his eyes, then looked at the phoenix phantom behind him again.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Wang Moyi looked up and down the big bird with some doubts.

Just now, Wang Moyi seemed to have seen the phantom of the big bird, and it seemed that he probably yawned.

Just looking carefully again, it seems that it is still the same as before, without agility!

[It should be a mistake, how can a skill still yawn?That's too much nonsense! 】

Wang Mo shook his head, and looked at the group of demon troops in the sky who were already stunned.