Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 818
"Man Feng, next you are not allowed to use big moves, they are mine!"

Luo Shiqiu opened his mouth to express his opinion, and then it was his performance time for the eldest son of the Luo family.

"I want to use it!"

Shrugging helplessly, Lou Manfeng wanted to use that natural disaster move again, but he was powerless.

That move not only consumes a lot of stellar energy, but also consumes a lot of mental energy, and it is impossible to use it again in a short time.

"kill!"

Without hesitation, Luo Shiqiu brandished a one-foot-long Super Saiyan Sword. The golden sword aura mixed with the power of thunder was so overbearing that all the dead men in white who had just rushed over could only dodge in embarrassment.

Lou Manfeng wasn't idle either, holding a copycat version of Xueyin Kuangdao with both hands, transformed into a dual-wielding mad warrior, and even performed double the six tactics of Aohan.

At the same time, it can also extract the cold air from the surrounding ice skates to strengthen its combat effectiveness, which is also a brutal mess.

But what frustrates the dead men in white the most is that the precious swords in their hands can't cut through the armor of the two of them, and it's hard to even leave a scratch.

"What the hell did the Tomb Raiders do?"

Everyone is so angry that they want to scold their mothers, these people from the Tomb Attack Sect are too disrespectful of martial arts.

At this moment, four figures were thrown up one after another, one man and three women, it was Han Qianluo Lin Shuiyao Qian Yijiao and Mu Xuerou who disguised herself as Luo Tianwen.

After noticing the burst of cold air gathered above, Tian Hao threw the four girls up one after another, and at the same time he was climbing quickly with both hands and feet.

The mountain where the Cold Iron Tomb is located is extremely hard, enough to carry the astonishing weight of Tian Hao and Defying the Heaven.

"so fun!"

Floating to the ground, Lin Shuiyao was full of excitement.

It was indeed right to leave home this time. I met a lot of fun things with that stinky stone. The feeling of flying into the sky just now was too exciting.

"Qianluo, Yiyu, Shuiyao, go and help them quickly resolve the battle!"

Let me explain, Mu Xuerou walked around the fierce battle and came to the gate of the cold iron tomb, stood quietly, closed her eyes and rested, the most important thing was to calm down her excited mood.

For this day, she has been waiting for a long time!

Although it wasn't the spotlight she wanted the most, and she couldn't even show her true colors, but it was not bad, and it was regarded as a warm-up before the real battle.

"Great, there are hundreds of people playing with me!"

Lin Shuiyao was still excited, the Mirror Flower Shuiyue sword was out of its sheath, and wandered around the periphery of the battle circle, reflecting the sword light one after another, and the spiritual power continued to spread and influence through the special characteristics of the Mirror Flower Shuiyue.

The two daughters Qian Yirong and Han Qianluo also wandered outside holding swords to cooperate with the battle, strangling the white-clothed dead soldiers present.

Since Sister Xuerou said that these people have ways to kill, they will naturally not be merciful when they do it.

"Blooming on the other side!"

The first move is the most powerful move he has mastered, and the soft flower language sword body is transformed into petals of the other shore flower to protect itself.

In the [-]th section, the sword heart flew out, and under the control of spiritual power, it shuttled swiftly and deftly, creating a death zone.

Compared with the last fight with Mu Xuerou on the Bi'an Peak, this time Qian Yirong fused the Bi'an Sword Formation into the [-]-section sword heart, not only using the sword heart as the foundation to condense the sword energy, but also drawing The power of heaven and earth, especially the cold air of heaven and earth blesses the offensive.

The flowers on the other side bloomed, and the flowers bloomed on the other side, like the call of death, the area of ​​ten feet around was abruptly turned into a dead zone.

All the white-clothed dead soldiers who entered this area were pierced by the fast-moving sword heart, and then their entire bodies were quickly frozen, turning into ice sculptures.

At this moment, Qian Yirong is no longer a fairy who descended from the mortal world, but a goddess who harvests life.

Although the white skirt was still uncommon, the souls of the dead under the sword were already howling.

Han Qianluo on the other side was not bad either, and even acted more ferociously.

As a formal tool man, Tian Hao took care of him the most, and his combat effectiveness would naturally not be bad.

The Poison Kung Fu of the Poison Huashou Divine Art gushes out from the counterfeit version of the Defeat Sword in his hand, turning into pieces of highly poisonous Death Sword Qi, and even a piece of poisonous mist spreads out.

"Everyone, be careful, don't be contaminated by the poisonous mist, it can erode our protective energy!"

A dead man in white cut off his right arm decisively and shouted a reminder.

Just now, I thought that as long as I hold my breath, coupled with the protection of the body's stellar energy, I can fight even against the mist of Chu poison, but who would have thought that poisonous mist can quickly erode even the stellar energy.

And the part of the arm that was just cut off fell to the ground, the essence in it was swallowed up by the poisonous mist, and it rotted faster, and soon turned into a puddle of foul-smelling pus, and even the bones were corroded and melted. The domineering violence of the toxin.

This is not over yet, the poisonous mist focused on those red-clothed and black-clothed dead men who had been killed by countless ice skates, quickly devoured the vital energy in their bodies, and assimilated them into death poisonous mist.

This is the terrifying power of the combination of the Poisoning Hand Divine Art and the Defeating Sword, which is very similar to Tian Hao's great sword that goes against the sky, both of which can strengthen themselves by devouring the vital energy of others.

However, going against the sky transforms blood evil spirit, demon evil spirit, and the current destruction sword energy, while the defeat sword transforms death poisonous mist.

Of course, this is only a preliminary product. With the continuous transformation of Han Qianluo's poisonous hands, it will eventually turn into pure death sword qi, which is a kind of sword qi specially born for killing life.

Although Lin Shuiyao's performance at the end was the most inconspicuous, it played the greatest role, disrupting the hearing and vision of many white-clothed dead men present.

Although they can only disturb a little bit, but masters fight, they fight for that little bit.

Not long after the war started, half of the hundreds of white-clothed dead soldiers were killed. When the rest of them reacted, they were terrified.

"withdraw!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he ran decisively.

They underestimated the enemy, and their opponents were too strong and weird, and they were definitely not something they could compete with.

If you don't retreat, you will die!
Even if the tomb king gave the death order before, he didn't care so much at this time.

Not to mention that they themselves were not pure Wangchuan dead soldiers, but were recruited by Murong Xian with money and fame.

Although their code is to use people's money to eliminate disasters, they have to enjoy it with their lives. That is their bottom line.

If this bottom line is touched, everything is just a floating cloud!
"Legal electric fish!"

However, before these people retreated, a burly figure rushed onto the platform, swaying a power grid, and everyone was convulsed by the electricity, jumping on the spot, and then all suffered cardiac arrest.

At this moment, a golden sword light flashed across the hearts of those people without waiting for them to fall to the ground, leaving behind a poisonous mist of death that quickly swallowed the vital energy in their bodies and became their own merits.

It is the sword of defeat!
"Master, be careful, the sword is out of my control."

Han Qianluo exclaimed in alarm, and hurried over.

The right hand that originally held the sword was dripping with blood and covered with sword marks. It was obvious that he had just forcibly suppressed the defeated sword, but it failed.

It was a divine sword forged with a tomb piercing weapon, and the original weapon spirit was injected into it. It was already fierce and vicious, and it had a strong autonomy. It was normal for it to devour the master.

"You are hurt!"

Seeing Han Qianluo's plain hand covered in sword marks and blood, Tian Hao's heart rose with anger.

A small broken sword dares to hurt my official tool man, tired of life?

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(Defeated Sword: I really want to provoke someone I shouldn't, what should I do? Ask for help online, urgent!)

(End of this chapter)