The Golden List: My Personal Maid is Jiang Yuyan

“Damn, what’s going on!!!”

"Why did a strange image suddenly descend in the sky? Could it be that there are also top masters from the Turks?!"

Duan Lang shouted with a sinister look on his face.

After Jian Chen heard Duan Lang's words, traces of worry appeared in his eyes.

"No, absolutely not."

"Before we came here, we already had information on the Turks from His Majesty."

"For nearly a hundred years, the martial arts world on the Turkic side has been a lifeless scene!"

"There are basically no warriors at the Grand Master level."

"How could there be such a top warrior who can use the power of heaven and earth?!"

"If there is such a strong man, how could the Turks let him come out now? They would have shattered the city before we arrived!"

Jian Chen said with some worry, he could only convince himself in this way now.

Otherwise, Jian Chen was afraid that he would run away without fighting after seeing such a powerful force.

Huang Ying, Po Jun and Huai Mie were just frowning hard at this time, staring at the whirlpools in the sky.

They didn't say anything.

Just when Wuming and Qiwu were still staring at the various strange phenomena in the sky, a burst of laughter that resounded across the battlefield suddenly appeared in their minds.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Then, among the whirlpools in the sky, a demon-like eye without any emotion was revealed.

And this terrifying eye was looking at Wuming and the others.

In just an instant, endless coercion filled the entire battlefield.

Under such pressure, both the Turkic soldiers and the defenders of the Tang Dynasty knelt down one after another because of the fear in their souls.

As for Wuming, Qiwu and others, only Wuming could still support his figure suspended in the sky with difficulty, and continued to raise his head to look into that terrifying eye.

The remaining Duan Lang, Huai Kong, Huang Ying and others, whether they were warriors in the realm of land gods*mortals or warriors in the realm of land gods*innate, could no longer control their own internal strength and had no choice but to stand on the ground.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Wuming looked at the extremely terrifying blood-colored eyes in the sky and said with a slightly trembling voice.

At this moment, Wuming's pressure from the outside world had caused terrifying sword energy to erupt from his body.

And his hands have already grasped Wan Jian Guizong's method.

As long as the giant eyes in the sky move slightly, Wuming will immediately use his strongest power to attack him.

Hearing Wuming's words, the two huge blood-colored eyes in the sky focused on Wuming. After looking at Wuming twice, the huge blood-colored eyes were filled with disdain.

"Are the warriors in the Central Plains so weak now?"

Sounds like thunder gradually spread from the dark clouds in the sky. Just these waves of sound almost caused Qiwu and others' internal energy to become almost chaotic.

Then a big mountain-like hand slowly pressed down from the whirlpool in the sky towards Wuming in the sky and Qiwu on the ground.

Because the energy in this hand was too strong, the space became a little unstable as it slowly fell.

A sense of distortion appeared around his palm.

"If you want to know who I am, take this palm first and tell me!"

Waves of sound continued to spread from the dark clouds.

Then after Wuming and Qiwu looked at each other in shock, this mountain-like palm slowly approached them.

Just the energy in this palm made the blood in Wuming and Qiwu's bodies boil.

Facing this powerful palm, Wuming bit his tongue hard to wake up his body.

Then he shouted, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

I saw Wuming's two fingers pointing at the huge palm in the sky, and then tens of thousands of sword energy of different colors emerged from Wuming's body.

And it exploded towards the huge palm in the sky in the direction Wuming pointed.

This time, Wuming used Wanjian Guizong the most powerfully, and he had no reservations at all.

Every sword energy he released had the ability to split the void, but it happened that this powerful sword energy shattered one after another when it reached the huge palm that slowly smashed towards them from the sky.

Qiwu on the ground was naturally shocked when he saw this scene.

But as a top figure in the world, after being shocked for a moment, they all mobilized all the internal strength in their bodies to hit the giant palm in the sky with their strongest blow! .

Chapter 395 The return of Yizhi Nishidu!

Jian Chen's heroic sword burst out with fierce and dazzling white sword energy, and sharp sword energy as thick as a thumb shot up into the sky!

Duan Lang slowly raised the burning Fire Qilin Sword in his hand, and a Fire Qilin with fangs and claws appeared from behind him, and raised the most noble head of a divine beast.

Then a whirlpool of flames covered Duan Lang's body, and a fire unicorn composed of red sword energy with the attribute of fire poked its head out of the whirlpool.

Then the fire unicorn formed by the concentration of sword energy climbed towards the sky step by step. The flames around it even burned the surrounding air into pieces of charred black.

Huang Ying, Huai Kong and Po Jun also held their own unique weapons at this moment, and slashed their own powerful blows into the sky above.

For a moment, a very gorgeous scene appeared on the entire battlefield.

A giant hand like a demon covered the entire sky. Above the earth, tens of thousands of colorful sword lights rushed straight to the sky and gathered towards this giant hand that seemed to be able to destroy the earth.

Six strong sword lights with different auras stood between the giant hand and the earth like pillars supporting the sky.

This scene deeply shocked the hearts of both the Turkic soldiers and the men of the Tang Dynasty.

And this scene will always be buried in the deepest part of their hearts.

With the desperate blows of Wuming, Jianchen, Duanlang, Huai Kong, Po Jun and Huang Ying, the giant hand that covered the sky and the sun in the sky really seemed to be blocked.

The trend that had been extending downwards finally stopped gradually.

And finally, there were some cracks on the hand of this giant palm.

Before Wuming, Qiwu and others were happy, this giant palm turned into a fist and continued to fall in their direction.

And at the moment of turning into a fist, whether it was the thousands of sword qi summoned by Wuming's Wanjian Guizong or the attack methods of Qiwu and others in their own forms.

All turned into nothingness in an instant, especially Wuming's sword qi, which seemed to be rebounded after contacting the fist extending from the vortex in the sky, and shot in all directions.

In an instant, Wuming suffered endless killings on the battlefield again.

Then, in the desperate eyes of Wuming, Qiwu and others, this fist in the sky that was like a god and demon fell on their heads.

There was no explosion, and no light illuminated the entire sky.

This punch was just pure physical aesthetics, but this simple and unpredictable fist like a mountain directly smashed Qiwu and Wuming and the other six people into the ground.

After the fist slowly extended back to the vortex in the sky.

The place where Qi Wu and Wu Ming were just now became a man-made abyss, and a fist-shaped circular pit appeared in everyone's sight.

The blood-red eyes in the sky just showed a trace of disdain after seeing this scene and wanted to continue to destroy the city attacked by the Turks, and he sensed that there were still traces of breath flowing out of the abyss created by his fist.

"Huh?"

With a slight doubt from the sky, the blood-red eyes that looked like the eyes of the god of death once again focused their sight on the deep pit.

But this time his eyes were no longer contemptuous, but full of doubts.

After all, he knew very well that his punch just now would not only kill Qi Wu and Wu Ming, but also a person who was at the peak of the realm of heaven and man on land, and would definitely suffer near-death injuries after completely withstanding his blow.

But he was very clear about the cultivation of Qi Wu and others. Except for the one who displayed thousands of sword qi, he had just entered the realm of immortals and gods.

The other few were either warriors in the realm of immortals and mortals or warriors in the realm of immortals and innates.

For those people, the pair of blood-red eyes in the sky did not look at them at all. After all, whether they were in the realm of immortals and mortals or immortals and innates, they were all ants that could be crushed to death at will.

Then, when the blood-red eyes were puzzled, the whirlpools in the sky slowly merged together, and the blood-red thunder paved a blood-red road as if to welcome someone's arrival.

In the terrified eyes of the people in the battlefield below, a middle-aged man who looked very rough appeared on the long road transformed by blood-red thunder and walked down slowly.

This man exuded wild power all over his body, just like a leopard ready to hunt at any time.

As long as anyone has the intention to kill this man, this man will immediately appear in front of you and devour you!

Just when this man, who exudes a huge sense of oppression, walked to the middle of the blood-red corridor formed by the blood-red lightning.

He suddenly stopped and looked into the fist-shaped abyss on the ground.

"It shouldn't be."

This rough middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at the abyss on the ground. His eyes were very deep at this moment, as if he wanted to see through everything in this world.

In this man's heart, the warriors of this era are very "fragile", at least much weaker than the warriors of the era they lived in.

And judging from his martial arts cultivation of the half-step land immortal*celestial realm, the blow just now could definitely kill several of them in this man's heart.

Just when this rough man standing on the blood-red corridor, looking down at the abyss, was still thinking.

In the abyss on the ground, five tangled lights suddenly burst out.