Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

"Hah~"

Lei Mengsha roared,

"Kill it for me!"

The last fog demon, formed by several scattered demons, was several feet in size and exuded a strong aura.

But Lei Mengsha still punched it.

With an indomitable momentum,

he passed through the tall fog demon.

Huh~ Huh~

Lei Mengsha lowered his head slightly and gasped.

After a while,

Lei Mengsha raised his head and looked at Zhuge Yun not far away, with bright eyes and a faint smile.

He was not worried at all whether that punch could kill the more powerful fog demon.

Beside him, a figure stood at some point.

Handsome appearance, bright smile.

He was just half a shoulder shorter than Lei Mengsha.

"Brother Lei, can we still fight?"

Jun Lintian asked with a faint smile, his hands in his pockets.

Lei Mengsha straightened up, his eyes shot forward sharply, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Fighting for another three hundred rounds is not a problem."

Jun Lintian smiled and nodded, "Then let's buy some time. Senior Mu Daoren has already figured out how to break the formation, so it's best not to be disturbed."

A lot of attacks also began to emerge near Mu Daoren.

But Xiao Ruofeng was very secretive.

He didn't even use the [Hao Que] sword, which ranked eighth in the famous sword list.

He easily blocked all attacks.

Zhuge Yun's eyes were full of murderous light, and he didn't act rashly.

Maintaining the Solitary Void Formation has consumed a lot of his strength.

And that Mu Daoren was only a little weaker than him.

Fortunately, with the help of the power of the formation, Zhuge Yun could fight whenever he wanted and leave whenever he wanted.

"I wonder what's going on on the other side?"

"After delaying for so long, those few little ghosts should have been dealt with."

Zhuge Yun's mouth curled up, he was in a good mood, and he didn't hate Lei Mengsha and Jun Lintian anymore.

A long street near the Jinwu Field.

Silent and quiet all around.

A gray mist enveloped the sky, like morning mist, if you don't pay attention, you really can't see anything unusual.

"Damn~ When Mr. Li told me, he didn't say that there would be such a powerful person to make trouble."

Wang Yihang and Ye Dingzhi rushed to the front line, facing the terrifying Zhuge Yun, and they felt bitter in their hearts.

Master's orders cannot be disobeyed!

But Zhuge Yun's powerful strength is not something he can withstand in a small free realm.

"Stop talking nonsense, you'd better tell me, you still hide your strength."

Bai Li Dongjun shouted, and the sword in his hand kept swinging.

The sword light was like lightning, and the sword shadow was like weaving.

"Hide your eggs!"

Wang Yihang cursed. His physique was not as strong as Ye Dingzhi. Every time he fought with Zhuge Yun, he felt that he was going to fly out.

His chest trembled from time to time, and the true energy in his body was beaten everywhere. He had to divide a little strength to sort it out.

"Don't you see what time it is now? You are still hiding a ghost!"

Bang!

A weak body flew out backwards.

Puff~

Yin Luoxia spit a mouthful of blood into the sky, her breath was weak, and she had no strength to fight again.

"Kill kill kill——"

Sikong Changfeng's long hair was flying, like a madman, and a silver spear was swinging non-stop, forming a residual image.

The overwhelming gun shadows shot down like a rainstorm.

Another Zhuge Yun, his face was as gloomy as water.

I thought I could easily kill the ant, but unexpectedly burst out with powerful fighting power.

And they are all so good at fighting, much stronger than those in the same realm.

"Damn it~"

"These guys are too resilient, and they are still holding on now."

Zhuge Yun secretly hated in his heart, and his aura rose, and he waved his sleeves to blast away.

The terrible power filled the sky,

making Baili Dongjun and the others look solemn and their eyes suddenly fixed.

"The second move of drunkenness under the moon - [Sword light like water]."

Baili Dongjun suddenly put away his sword and stood up, shouting in a deep voice, his voice was steady.

Swish~

A very beautiful sword technique was used.

The formation was trembling slightly.

A ray of moonlight broke through the formation blockade and fell down, merging with the sword light.

It was sword light and moonlight.

But at this time, it was a stream of water like a jade belt falling down.

Boom~

The violent aftermath spread, causing a strong wind nearby, sweeping up the shattered rocks from the previous battle, and whizzing everywhere.

The four sleeve swords that were flexibly spinning in Ye Dingzhi's palm suddenly came together, and were held in Ye Dingzhi's hand and slashed out.

A sense of willful and arrogant artistic conception slashed out with the sword light that was more than ten feet long.

"Infinite~" Wang Yihang's expression became solemn, and he shouted a Taoist mantra.

Thousands of calamities arise,

Thousands of fates are destroyed.

The way of birth and death of heaven and earth seemed to be in this sword.

Boom~Boom boom boom! ! ! ! !

A series of terrible explosions sounded, and the strong air waves hit everywhere like a tsunami.

The blood on the corner of Yin Luoxia's mouth had not been wiped off yet, and Sikong Changfeng was guarding beside her with a spear in his hand.

His gun-drawing speed broke the limit again, and in an instant, hundreds of gun shadows formed a huge net, which was in front of Sikong Changfeng himself and Yin Luoxia.

Sikong Changfeng's eyes were shining, and he had a strong premonition in his heart that this battle should be over.

Boom boom~

Boom boom~

The continuous explosions continued.

In the strong aftermath, Baili Dongjun groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yixing stared at the front, and even the last true energy in his body rushed out desperately.

Ye Dingzhi roared.

"Acalanatha, Acalanatha does not move, all dharmas are open-"

Ye Dingzhi roared, if he didn't fight hard, he would really die here today.

Boom!

A wave of air spread out with Ye Dingzhi as the center, and a powerful momentum rose up. In an instant, under Zhuge Yun's attack, a hole was torn open.

"You retreat first and assist me on the side."

Ye Dingzhi roared, like a Vajra with angry eyes, his whole body red, and the whole person was much taller.

Like a small Vajra, the power was overwhelming.

"Kill!"

Ye Dingzhi rushed violently towards the energy surging area in front of him.

With his hands tearing, it was like a giant spirit tearing the sky apart.

He took a step forward and came to Zhuge Yun.

"Acala Vidyaraja Gong!"

Zhuge Yun gritted his teeth and spat out, his face like frost.

At this point, accidents came one after another.

Ye Dingzhi didn't say anything, and immediately chopped it with a palm, and the palm flashed with light, as sharp as a knife.

Acala Vidyaraja is a secret method that consumes potential and burns oneself. Use it as little as possible.

Therefore, a quick battle became a must, rather than a try.

Boom~ Boom~

Two figures flashed and crossed rapidly, and a very tragic collision occurred.

"What a terrible secret method~"

Wang Yihang looked serious and sighed.

He knew that this secret method had great side effects, but the effect it brought was also crazy.

"Two, give me a hand."

Sikong Changfeng suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on a place.

The violent collision just now made Sikong Changfeng keenly aware of a weak point.

Although it was weak, it still required a strong and penetrating force to break it.

At Sikong Changfeng's request, Wang Yihang, Baili Dongjun, and even Yin Luoxia all input the last true energy in their bodies into Sikong Changfeng.

Huh~

Come on,

Bloom!

Sikong Changfeng looked calm and stabbed out with a bang.

The long spear jumped out like a dragon, and the roar of the angry dragon sounded in the ears of several people.

That was a roar that broke through the heaven and earth.

Boom!

The bright light flashed, but everything around suddenly stopped.

Crack~

Crack, crack, crack~~ Crack!

Following a cracking sound, a series of crisp sounds followed.

Zhuge Yun, who was fighting with Ye Dingzhi, suddenly repelled Ye Dingzhi with a palm, and then his throat felt sweet.

A mouthful of blood rushed up, but was forcibly suppressed by Zhuge Yun.

There were several sounds of breaking wind in the distance.

PS: I wish all the handsome men and beautiful women who are reading this book a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!