Chapter 444 (1/2)

Zichen appeared, a ferocious smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand was drawn towards the front.

The golden sword turned into a golden light and passed away in a flash. At the same time, Zichen himself has rushed to another direction.

Then look at the master of Black Tiger peak. The two huge hammers in his hand have been divided into two parts. The incision is bright and neat. The hammer head falls from the sky to the ground, and the handle of the hammer is still in his hand.

The spirit soldiers carefully created by him were cut off in an instant. At the same time, his body shield is also soundlessly broken, and his body is cut apart.

In his eyes, the expression of horror is becoming lax and vitality is disappearing. The leader of Wu Liufeng was killed by Zichen.

As the most powerful leader, the black tiger is not so bad. It is just the evil ape's method. It is too strange. He can't move for a short time, so he is killed by Zichen.

Zichen is holding a long sword, the sword light is constantly flashing, with the golden light sweeping like the competition, more than ten people are chopped.

”Ah... The master of Black Tiger peak is dead.”

”The local tyrant and barbarian one face to face, killed the Black Tiger peak Lord.”

”Revenge for the master of Black Tiger peak!”

At this time, other talents responded, drank a lot, turned to a more gorgeous attack, fell from the sky, and went toward Zichen.

The sword is in hand. It's very sharp. Zichen invincible, the place that passes, is to have Yu Kong to fall from the sky dome.

At his feet, the thunder and lightning appeared, and the speed showed to an extreme, like a real light, flashing left and right. But with each flash of body shape, there is one or a group of Yukong, died.

Zichen's expression diffuses from the previous killing intention, kills to now's does not like sad, like enters one kind of ethereal state. His method is still ruthless, where he has passed, there must be Yukong falling.

But he turned this cruelty into a kind of existence comparable to art. The art of spitting blood is a way to make people spit blood.

His whole body exudes a dim light, and his expression is not sad or happy. With the flash of the sword light, a Yukong is chopped and falls from the sky.

”My God, I can still enter into a deep level of understanding in the battle. What is he trying to understand when he is blind In the distance, the monk who saw this scene widened his eyes and was completely stupid.

Two years later, Zichen successfully realized that he had a good fighting ability, which made him envious, envious and hateful. At the moment, facing the war of life and death, he even fell into a deep level of perception again.

This made the monks speechless. A distraction, the monk's robes, two more holes, almost cut. So no longer distracted, so as not to be hurt and fall.

Zichen's one move in one form, disorganized, no rules to speak of. Left one sword and another sword, as if to play a noisy move, but there are always Yukong died, they can not resist Zichen randomly split out of a sword.

The monk found the abnormality again, and his pupil suddenly shrank and exclaimed, ”no, it's not the understanding of war skills, it's footwork. His fast footwork has made progress again. Is it possible to break through again?”

At the foot of Zichen, the golden light flashed, showing a strange footwork. He has been withdrawn from the previous Golden State and transformed into human form again. But every step out, it seems to shrink into an inch, faster than the light before.

After each step, you can always reach one or several Yukong. After that, you can wave the long sword at will. Although there is no combat skill to speak of, the sharpness of the golden sword can still cut the imperial air.

”What the hell is going on here?” In the distance, several other leaders of the imperial air, looking at the heart straight out of cool, each other's body shape is like a ghost, completely unpredictable. Moreover, one person rushed into many imperial air encirclement circle, passed by, is a corpse which falls from the sky dome.

”Kill in battle!”

The four leaders of the black dragon pond let out a big drink. At the next moment, a series of figures soared into the sky, with dozens of people standing in the sky, forming a large array from all directions.

With the flash of light, a ray of light rises from the sky, forming a large net in the air, and transferring the breath of energy.

”This is the Tianluo trapped formation in the black dragon pool. Please retreat quickly.” The other leaders exclaimed, indicating that the imperial air retreated.

Tianluo trapped formation is very famous in this area. It is said that some imperial air forces join hands, and no one can break out, even the patriarchal level can be trapped.

This is just a trapped array. In addition, there is also a ground net killing array, which is known as the alliance of the imperial air and can kill senior Dan.

All the imperial air retreat, the sky of the battle, left to the people of black dragon pool.

On the other side, the other Yu Kong who vacated his hands rushed to the monk. Compared with the bloodthirsty Zichen, the monk has the appearance of a monk. He is more benevolent than Zichen.

He flashed gold all over his body, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, like a Buddha. Every time he made a move, there was a golden flash. Although a Yukong was beaten without combat effectiveness, he was not killed.

Where the monk passed by, Buddhist fighting skills appeared. A Yukong also fell from the sky, but unlike Zichen, these Yukong were still alive.

”WellWith the arrival of more Yukong, the monk finally made a powerful statement and reappeared the six character truth. This is the highest truth of Buddhism. It is said that if the six character mantra comes out at the same time, it will be invincible in the world.

A strange force, passed out, directly shock people's hearts. The next moment, a scream sounded, within a radius of tens of meters, all the imperial sky fell from the sky. Around the monk, there was a vacuum zone of tens of meters.