Fusion Overlord at the beginning, kill the enemy and become stronger

Chapter 432 Yang Jian shot like a God of War

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to come here to make trouble?!"

Nezha came powerfully, and the breath of the saint permeated out.

The expression of the young man with the sword changed slightly.

Behind him, the few people hiding under the shadows also appeared, and everyone's aura was extraordinary.

There are even some saints among them.

"I didn't expect there to be such a fierce beast in the Shenwu Army. It seems that we don't have enough information."

An old man in the lead glanced at the black dog Xiao Tianquan and said.

"You keep Nezha in check, I'll catch the beast."

said the old man.

Even after the traces were exposed, they still had no intention of retreating. It could be seen that they were very confident in their own strength.

"Okay, let's make a quick decision."

The young man with the sword and the others attacked Nezha.

And Nezha's eyes turned cold, "Presumptuous!"

boom!
The flames soared into the sky, burning the whole world.

In the dazzling flames, Nezha's three-headed and six-armed form opened.

The eight holy vessels are shining brightly.

The young men with swords also cast their supernatural powers and spells, and the sword energy palms contained majestic original power, intertwined.

As a result, the void produced a series of violent noises.

After the smoke.

Nezha rushed out, stabbing out with a sharp spear in his hand.

The young man with the sword resisted for a while, and the huge force hit the sword with a clashing sound, and he was thrown back abruptly.

The hand holding the sword was buzzing and trembling.

"What a domineering power."

The expression of the young man with the sword changed slightly.

But Nezha didn't pay attention to him, but rushed towards the other side, trying to stop the old man who was about to enter the pavilion where Daji and Wuzhen were.

"No matter what purpose you have, it is an unforgivable crime to focus on the people of the Shenwu Army!" Nezha threw it out of the Qiankun circle.

But a figure appeared in front of the old man, blocking the universe circle.

This is another saint.

Nezha's face changed slightly, "When did the saints become Chinese cabbages, one after another, who are you?"

It is not easy to mobilize the power of several saints.

"It has nothing to do with you, fight with me again."

The young man with the sword let out a long cry, and behind him, a dark figure appeared faintly, like an indomitable god.

The body faintly exudes divine fluctuations.

"God of Darkness, be with me!"

There was a frenzy in the eyes of the young man with the sword, and he charged towards Nezha with the sword, every move and every move contained extremely surging dark power.

"Humph."

Nezha snorted coldly, and fought with these people again.

Seeing this, Xiaotiangou also went up to help, but its strength was only supreme, and it was no match for these saints at all.

And the old man is now close to the pavilion where Daji and Wuzhen are.

"The divine beast belongs to my sect of the gods."

The old man murmured.

Immediately, he raised his hand high, and a powerful source of power poured out.

This power, with a strong sense of gloom, seemed to come from the netherworld, giving people a chilling feeling.

"The god of the nether world is equal to me."

The old man said, and dropped his palm.

The power of the source turned into a huge palm and descended from the sky, the law of light lingered in it, and there was the sound of thousands of ghosts crying indistinctly.

"Humph!"

Just when this palm was about to destroy Daji, the pavilion where Wu Zai was.

But a cold snort was heard.

In the void, a silver-white vertical streak slowly emerged.

The brilliant heavenly power swept out.

The vertical lines suddenly expanded and turned into a huge sky eye!
The eyes of the sky released divine light, and the huge black palm melted away as quickly as snow meets the scorching sun, and the old man's face changed drastically.

"No, this power... is the Holy King!"

"In this martial arts army, there is actually a holy king level existence?!"

The old man was startled.

Saint kings are also extremely rare in the entire battlefield of ten thousand realms. Every saint king is mostly the background of some ancient forces.

How long has it been since the rise of the Shenwu Army, and the Holy King is in charge?

Simply incredible.

Things changed unexpectedly. The few people who were full of confidence retreated immediately. They were not the opponents of the Holy King.

"The Shenwu Army actually has this kind of trump card... Go back!"

"We are not opponents of the Holy King, withdraw!"

The old man made a decisive decision and let everyone leave.

Unfortunately, one step too late.

"Come if you want, leave if you want? Where is my Shenwu Army?" The indifferent voice echoed in the sky, containing great majesty.

And in the void.

The divine light released by the huge sky eye covered hundreds of miles around, forming an enchantment, sealing the old man and the others within it.

"What a powerful pupil technique!"

The old man's tone was extremely dignified, he raised his hand to urge Yuanyuan, and blasted out the shaking barrier with his palm, but it was difficult to break it for a while.

And when he moves.

The huge sky eye in the void has disappeared.

But in the depths of the Shenwu Army, a ray of light shot up into the sky. In the blaze, a young man wearing a silver-white battle armor and holding a three-pointed double-edged knife stepped into the air. On his forehead, silver-white vertical lines filled the air. rhyme.

"You are the caster of the pupil technique?!"

The old man glanced at the vertical lines on Yang Jian's forehead, feeling a little apprehensive.

Yang Jian didn't say much, and with a light wave of the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand, a silver-white sharp edge suddenly cut across the void.

It was a blow without fancy, but it gave the old man the most extreme shock.

He roared, pushing his strength to the limit.

"Nether Ghost Claw!"

boom!
The pitch-black ghost claw blasted out, but was ruthlessly torn apart by the silver-white edge!
The terrifying power directly blasted the old man until he vomited blood and flew backwards.

Yang Jian continued to attack.

Swinging the blade, showing your sharpness!
His cultivation has reached the level of a holy king, and his strength is very terrifying. The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand is also a holy king's weapon. With his cultivation base, he is like a god of war.

After a while, the old man was killed!

Seeing this, the rest swallowed their saliva, their minds split.

"So strong!"

"The strength of this holy king is terrifying..."

And in the enchantment of the Sky Eye, they had no way to retreat. Under the attack of Nezha and Yang Jian, they died soon and only one person remained.

It was the young man with the sword.

Nezha was about to end the other party, but Yang Jian stopped him, "Wait a minute, let me interrogate who he is from."

He opened his eyes again, and a shocking power flowed out.

The body of the young man with the sword shook, and his eyes gradually became chaotic.

"Say, where are you from?"

"We come from, from..."

Pain appeared on the face of the young man holding the sword, and then he let out a shrill scream, and his head exploded with a bang.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, "Some kind of restriction has been placed on his mind. Once someone tries to interrogate him, the restriction will be triggered and he will die."

"What a cruel method, what kind of power does the other party come from, to be able to impose such a restriction on a saint?"

"No, this restriction was not imposed by others, but by this saint himself." Yang Jiantian glanced at the body of the young man with the sword and said.

This made Nezha even more surprised.

"Did it happen by yourself? Could it be the same for other people?"

"Yes."

Yang Jian swept over the others and nodded slightly.

"Tsk, it's not an easy force to make these saints so crazy. Could it be some kind of belief? If it's some kind of fanatic, it's reasonable to have crazy behavior." Nezha guessed.

"I heard the words of God from their mouths. It should be that everything will be discussed after the military master returns." Yang Jian said lightly.

(End of this chapter)