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Chapter 492 Drumming for you until dawn!

Chapter 492 Drumming for you until dawn! (2)

Drumming for you till dawn! (2)

Under the big drum, the vines drooped lightly, and were quietly blown up by the night wind.

At this time, Wala's military spirit has been affected, and he must restore the situation as soon as possible.

On the opposite side, on the city wall, Shen Fengchu gave an order in a deep voice.

"Everyone on alert, archers, prepare!"

Dama wanted to play tricks again, thinking about it, he was about to order the attack on the city.

While giving the order, his eyes were fixed on Dama's drum, trying to see some clues.

On the side, Yun Chu naturally did the same, looking at the big drum under him, and then at the gauze tendrils that were blown up by the wind but not fluttering indiscriminately, she suddenly realized.

"I thought there was some mystery. It turned out that it was just using the buoyancy of the air!"

That big drum, with its huge head and the hanging sheepskin vines, once unfolded, is no different from a small parachute.

This Dharma is obviously also a master of martial arts. He was originally thin, and if he used light kung fu, the force applied to the drum surface would be very small, and the floating air in the air would float him in midair.

"Siege!"

In mid-air, Dama swung down the bone staff violently.

While he was waving his hand, he had lightly slapped an empty palm. With the force of the palm and the effect of the wind, his body naturally floated towards Longmen City.

On the Chinese car, listening to his order, the envoy immediately started beating the drums.

Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by the sound of drums, those Oirat soldiers on the ground watched him drift towards Longmen City, only seeing all of this as God's will, and immediately raised their fighting spirit again and rushed towards Longmen City.

Shen Fengchu had already noticed Dama's actions, and had probably guessed his secret.

"Don't leave the city!" Xiang Yunchu said urgently, and he tapped his toes lightly on the city wall, "This time, I'll come!"

With a light click, the solid city wall instantly turned into powder, and several layers of the city wall also cracked.

Shen Fengchu flew up like an arrow off the string.

Because the speed was too fast, two obvious dust and smoke were brought out from under his feet.

He was in the air, and his right hand was already holding the hilt of the Zhan Yujian at his waist. With a clang, the long sword came out of its sheath, cutting through the night sky like a flash of lightning.

Then, he took a false step in midair, and his whole body was lifted up again, rushing towards Dama who was suspended in midair.

When he was still more than ten feet away from Dama, he suddenly swung his sword.

On the sword body, pale white aura overflowed instantly, and the whole sword seemed to overflow with light all at once.

A sword came out, and the sky was like a crack.

The powerful sword intent came out of the sword, and went straight to Dama, and the emptiness of true energy condensed like a translucent solid sword energy.

Dama's pupils shrank sharply.

This boy who had never practiced martial arts with him ten years ago, turned out to be as tough as a fellow? !
Not daring to catch it hard, his feet straightened up, and his body bounced away quickly.

puff!
The sword qi slashed straight across the giant drum under him, painted with an eagle totem, and the giant drum, which symbolized longevity, split in two.

"Damn!"

Dharma cursed angrily, shaking his body in the air, and smashed the bone stick in his hand.

On the bone staff, there was also a glow of energy overflowing, and Dama had already used all his strength in this move.

Shen Fengchu raised his wrist backwards, and the long sword met his bone stick without avoiding it.

The two objects hit each other, and the sound was ear-piercing.

Dama originally wanted to suppress Shen Fengchu with his own powerful internal force, but when he hit each other twice, he realized that he was wrong. The breath on the sword was heavy, and this young man's internal force was not inferior to him in the slightest.

The bodies of the two were separated at the touch of a touch, and neither of them took advantage of it.

(End of this chapter)

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