Chapter 873： : The battle of God, the powerful strength of the first sequence (1/2)

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The battle begins!

The strong from the purple star side also dispatched.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is naturally the three protectors of Zixing, these three are all in the realm of the heavenly master.

In addition to these two people, there is also a man and a woman, wearing a black robe and a white robe respectively. The two are also heavenly masters. The two are a pair of Taoists, the famous black and white double stars of the purple star.

In addition, the ancestors of the Wang family, on the bright side, the purple star side already has six heavenly masters of combat power.

Looking back at the ancient city of Shenyue.

Shenyue Dao Master, Moon Palace Master, Yang Xiao, and an old man with a cane, only four of them are in the realm of Heavenly Dao Master.

The number of other Taoists is almost the same.

But one Heavenly Dao Master can top dozens of Dao Masters, so the remaining two Heavenly Dao Masters in Zixing must be restrained.

”Give me the black and white double star!”

Yang Xiao said lightly with Di Nian towards Shenyue Taoist Master.

”Are you sure to face two gods at the same time?”

”Don't worry, you can!”

Yang Xiao nodded.

”Then there is one more god, who will contain it?”

”Don't worry, leave it to me.”

Shenyue Taoist said.

Yang Xiao's eyes shone bright, the long sword in his hand trembled lightly, and a brazen fighting spirit burst out, ”Then, let's fight!!”

Whoosh!

Yang Xiao stepped forward and rushed towards the black and white double star.

With a wave of the long sword, the surging sword light suddenly poured out.

And when Yang Xiao met the black and white double stars, the other heavenly masters also shot instantly, and found their opponents tacitly.

The Lord of the Moon Palace protects Shangdi.

The old man leaning on a cane confronted the mysterious protector. Between his waving hands, countless vines flew out, dancing wildly in the void.

”Huh, I'm looking for a dead end!”

Among the purple stars, the Protector of the Sky, second only to Palace Master Ziwei, gave a cold snort. Holding a spear in his hand, he stepped out with a violent aura.

At this time, a stream of light blocked him.

It is the Lord of Shenyue Dao.

”The Purple Star Heavenly Guard, come and fight with me!”

Swords and guns fought violently.

The energy of terror pouring out like a flood.

While he was fighting with the Purple Star Heavenly Guardian, the ancestor of the Wang family not far away looked in the direction of the city lord's mansion, with a gleam in his eyes, ”First break the big formation, and then pull out the Madman Chu!”

At this time, the heavenly masters are already fighting each other.

No one can stop him.

I saw imperial qi surging in his body, Dao patterns intertwined, and terrifying coercion circulating, raising his hand to destroy the formation, and then unearth Chu Madman.

But at this time.

Dao Master Shenyue, who was fighting with the Purple Star Heavenly Guard, shot out several sword lights from his body, and flew toward the ancestor of the Wang family.

Perceiving the sword light, the ancestor of the Wang family snorted coldly, ”It's too naive to fight against the Purple Star Heavenly Guard and want to hold me back!”

He raised his hand and blasted a palm towards Jianguang.

The palm of the sword crashed, and the sword light shattered!

But in the next moment, the broken sword light turned into countless fine sword auras, and then interweaved in the void to form a sword aura cage!

The ancestor of the Wang family was trapped in it, his face changed slightly.

He blasted the sword air cage with a palm.

But with a bang, the palm qi collapsed, but the sword qi was unscathed!

”What kind of weird trick is this?!”

The ancestor of the Wang family said in a low tone.

”The ancestor of the Wang family, just stay in that sword aura.” Taoist Shenyue said with a sneer.

Fan Cong Jianqi, this is one of his most powerful sword arts.

This sword tactic is not very lethal, but it is best at trapping people, even a monk in the same realm as him, it will be difficult to break free for a while.

”Huh, mere Jianqi, how long do you think you can trap me?”

The ancestor of the Wang family snorted coldly.

He palm after palm, blasting continuously.

With every palm, the sword energy that trapped him weakened by one point.