The Great Robber

After he finished speaking seriously, his eyes widened slightly, and Li Daoqiang took a step forward.

The heaven and earth, which were already as heavy as a mountain, boomed, as if the universe had turned upside down.

All the heaviness is centered on the people of Meng Yuan, like a wave of madness pressing on them.

The void that was originally nothing had ripples out of thin air, just like real objects, exuding a thrilling aura.

"Pang has been waiting for this battle for a long time."

Pang Ban's extremely handsome face showed a trace of fighting spirit and unwillingness, he was the first to jump up, and amidst the loud shouts, he punched without fancy.

A straight passage suddenly appeared in the space, and the fist power surged like a meteorite.

Ba Shiba formed a seal with his hands, and a big golden handprint emerged, which was no less powerful than that surging punch.

Everyone else moved at the same time.

Li Daoqiang raised his palms, and the force of his fist and palm prints were firmly imprinted on his palms.

"boom!"

The power to destroy mountains and seas erupted within the radius of a pair of palms, the roar blasted the sky, the distorted space shattered, and the pitch-black nothingness swallowed everything.

Li Daoqiang's cloak moved lightly, but his body remained motionless.

"That's right, I've made a lot of progress." A light laugh sounded unhurriedly.

Both of Pang Ban's faces changed slightly, and their aura became more fierce, like gods and demons.

Suddenly, Li Daoqiang raised his eyebrows, golden light burst out from his eyes, and the phantom of the golden dragon soared in it.

"Ang~!"

The sound of the dragon's chant swayed, the black hair danced wildly, and the primordial spirit of martial arts collided with an extremely huge spiritual force.

But his brows were still relaxed and composed, and he even praised him leisurely: "The great priest of Changshengtian has some skills."

The skinny figure shrouded in black robes was silent, invisible power rippling all over his body, and people in Meng Yuanzhong kept moving away.

"boom!!"

More than a dozen attacks came from all directions, and within the short period of two consecutive collisions, twelve peerless powerhouses except the old man had dispersed to surround Li Daoqiang and attacked together.

Although their martial arts did not match, but they were dispersed, the influence on each other was minimized as much as possible, and their power was even greater than Pang Ban and Ba Shiba's attack just now.

No one in the world is willing to take a blow from these 12 people at the same time, and Li Daoqiang is also unwilling.

The corner of the mouth hooked slightly, and the body swayed and disappeared in place.

But at the same time, Pang Ban and Ba Shiba moved, like lightning, and rushed forward together.

"Bang!!"

There were two crashing sounds, and a wave of terrifying power swayed away. The surrounding Sihanfei and Baishang Taoist were startled, and they were forcibly shaken out.

Pang Ban and the two retreated tens of feet, the golden light had not dissipated, Li Daoqiang took the initiative to retreat, and the high-pitched dragon chant continued, roaring continuously, as if he was fighting with something.

The three peerless powerhouses who were closest joined forces to attack again.

The palm prints are in the air, and the fists are domineering.

Li Daoqiang glanced at him, waved his big hand, and a large piece of golden light bloomed, shocking the three of them back.

Stepping out, avoiding the attacks of other people following him, he fought against Pang Ban two more times.

"Boom!!!"

The sound of collisions continued, the echoes continued, and under the agitation of colorful forces, all the confrontations took place between lightning and flint.

Fast, very fast.

The joint siege of three supreme powerhouses and twelve peerless powerhouses is enough to dazzle most people, and feel that it is extremely dangerous.

But the only thing that remains the same is that no matter how dangerous it is, Li Daoqiang's figure is still like a rock, standing still, and constantly repelling wave after wave of siege.

In a short period of time, the two sides seemed to have reached the peak of their fierce battle.

This piece of heaven and earth is extremely fragile, the space is broken like a mirror, and the whistling sound is full of mourning, as if the world is destroyed.

In the distance, there was the deathly silence of Helin City, and countless pairs of fearful and awe-inspiring eyes stared into the distance, as if looking at a god, not daring to make a sound.

In all directions, the same pair of eyes do not know how many, not letting go of any details, full of anticipation, solemnity, eagerness to move, and so on.

In a forest.

An old man with white beard and hair who could ride away at any time like a fairy, and a veiled woman who looked like a phantom stood quietly.

"What a Li Daoqiang, I'm not as good as him." Looking at the battlefield in the distance, the old man sighed softly.

"The supreme master is really that strong! The combination of three supreme masters and twelve peerless masters can't hurt him at all." The woman next to him said calmly.

Although it was amazed, it didn't contain many emotional fluctuations.

"Injured, hehe, how can the defending side hurt the attacking side?" The old man chuckled lightly.

The woman showed a trace of doubt and looked carefully at the battlefield.

On another inconspicuous hillside, Lang Fanyun, who was holding a sword, unconsciously frowned, but his eyes showed surprise and admiration.

What a Li Daoqiang!

What a Meng Yuan Zhongqiang!
The supreme master is really amazingly strong, even though he has reached the realm of the supreme master, he still feels palpitations.

But the Mongolian people are not simple.

With Pang Ban and Ba Shiba as frontal resistance, the high priest of Changshengtian assisted and checked for omissions.

The twelve peerless powerhouses formed a group of three or four and assisted Li Daoqiang from the sidelines without giving Li Daoqiang any chance to breathe.

They also cover each other, never advance aggressively, and focus on defense.

That's right, the people in Meng Yuan who seemed to be besieging and killing them actively focused on defense. It was this defense that made them leak-free and flawless.

As strong as Li Daoqiang, he can't suppress them.

After a long time, the consequences are not yet apparent.

But...he glanced around, his brows furrowed even more.

Li Daoqiang didn't have that much time, since he appeared, he showed an extremely domineering and relaxed posture, obviously for the purpose of shocking the unknown number of strong people around him.

Once he can't quickly and forcefully defeat the people of Meng Yuan, some of those strong men may not be able to resist.

Being able to solve one of the two big mountains above his head, many strong people will never let go of this opportunity.

Meng Yuan is the main defender, and he also has the same idea.

They don't have to fight Li Daoqiang to death, they just need to hold on.

You just need to prove to the strong around you that Li Daoqiang is not invincible or invincible, and giving them a chance is enough.

While thinking about it, the strength of holding the sword became stronger.

"The defense is good. If there are other methods, use them."

Under the devastating scene, suddenly, Li Daoqiang's laughter resounded, resounding clearly all over the sky.

"Why should City Lord Li speak so nonsense? No matter how relaxed you are, if you can't do anything to me, Da Yuan, today may be your burial place." The old man shouted majestically.

"Really? I'm curious, what means do you have?"

Li Daoqiang flicked his cloak, knocked back several peerless powerhouses, dodged a wave of attacks, and forcibly received a trick from Pang and Ban. With golden eyes, he looked at the old man with interest and in no hurry.

(sleep.)
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