Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Little elder martial sister xuanjing?"

"How can she beat the nine strong? Protect elder martial sister..."

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Xuanjing is very popular in the whole astrological view, not only because of her status as the little princess of astrological view, but also because of her lively, lovely, frank and innocent character. Almost all the elders and ordinary disciples of astrological view take great care of her.

But now, xuanjing even stood up and fought with the eldest martial brother of the mourning palace whose cultivation was significantly higher than her, which made many people anxious.

Lin Tujue, who temporarily stabilized his injury, stood up trembling. Although he was seriously injured, how could he care so much at such a time of life and death?

"I'm a star view disciple. I can only stand and die without kneeling for survival!"

Lin Tujue's indomitable firmness and killing intention sprang up in his eyes, and a burst of drink came out of his mouth.

At the moment, without his usual ruffian spirit, he looked at him and stretched out his hand. The ragged rust sword seemed to feel the war in the master's heart and flew into the hands of Lin Turks.

"Kill!"

The hoarse voice resounded and ignited the anger in the hearts of the astrology disciples again.

Xuanjing turned back and looked worried at Lin Tujue, but he saw Lin Tujue smile without concern. He waved his rusty sword and rushed forward to block the earth evil master of the moon demon sect.

"Younger martial sister, you and I will resist the enemy side by side and kill the demons."

"Hum..." the master of the moon demon sect snorted impatiently, "you are not necessarily your opponent at your peak. Now you are dying, don't you die faster?"

"Life is no pleasure, and death is no pain. It doesn't matter whether I die fast or slow. The important thing is that even if I die today, I will kill some more devil cubs to cushion my back."

Lin Turk's face turned morbid scarlet.

It was undoubtedly a heavy burden for his injured body to fight against an expert with a heavy injury. However, Lin Tujue was not afraid at all. His voice did not fall. Yuan force surged all over his body. The rust sword danced out of the Taoist sword meaning. The powerful big Luoxing elephant sword potential collided with the man of the moon demon sect again and again.

Such offensives, like a life-threatening play, pushed the opponent back for a time.

He is an outstanding genius of astrology. At this critical moment, how can xuanjing, a little woman who has not experienced the impermanence of the world, carry the banner of astrology?

When did the star view come to such a point that it was up to a girl to fight to the death?

Lin Turk is not the only one who is so crazy and desperate.

Other astrology disciples were also aroused by xuanjing and Lin Tujue. They fought with the demons with red eyes.

Like a mad devil, not afraid of life and death.

The crazy roar resounded through the battlefield, with blood splashing and blood surging. The result of the battle was that one after another Xingxiang Temple disciples drained the last drop of blood and fell down. However, the arrogant offensive of the moon demon sect and the mourning palace was blocked by the desperate Xingxiang Temple disciples.

The eldest martial brother of the mourning palace was stopped by xuanjing, and the powerful master of the moon demon sect was fought to death by Lin Tujue. Almost all the other astrological disciples were trying to maintain the battle situation on the field with one to many, relying on their spiritual beliefs.

However, one morale, and then decline, three and exhausted.

Once this state is over, can the disciples of Xingxiang Temple who have run out of oil and light escape the slaughter of the demon sect?

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Above the sky, Wang Po's body twinkled. While avoiding the attack from the four kings, he gathered momentum secretly.

The more difficult and dangerous the battle is, the more powerful the artistic conception can be inspired.

It can really be said that the Vietnam War is getting stronger and stronger.

The spiritual attack of two beautiful women in the mourning palace did not pose a great threat to Wang Po. He realized the "artistic conception of breaking". He didn't know how many difficulties he had endured. His mood had long been tempered without leakage.

Ordinary spiritual illusion and will confusion had no effect on him.

On the contrary, the linglie gun potential brought by Wang Po's every shot made the four people of the demon sect feel extremely difficult.

Under the blessing of "broken artistic conception", Wang Po's silver long gun is like an angry dragon at sea. If he is careless, he may be pierced by a gun, so that the four people have to show all their skills and try their best to fight to resolve it.

The star king is worthy of being a powerful man.

"Puff..."

At the same time, two beautiful women in the mourning palace seized the opportunity and two violent spiritual waves broke out.

These two waves, as soon as they left their figure, unexpectedly merged into one, bringing a roaring wind over Wang Po.

Wang Po everyone hesitated slightly, the gun body shook, and then a mouthful of blood spewed out on the spot.

Under their respective efforts, even if they are as powerful as him, they all have some irresistible trends.

But although he was bruised by the attack of the four kings, Wang Po's face was still as calm as before, but the surging cold and killing intention in the depths of his eyes changed a little.

"It's so easy to swallow my astrology..."

Looking at the whole demon clan, no one dares to underestimate the Star King Po. Even if the cultivation is one level higher than him, they dare not say that they are sure to win the upper King Po alone. Therefore, although the previous blow made Wang Po vomit blood and hurt, they still mention the spirit of 12 points.

The dark voice made the four people of the demon sect shiver involuntarily, and their hearts jumped together.

At this moment, an amazing gun struck the sky, and the light shone on the sky to form a light array. After a flash, it suddenly shrouded down, besieging the four people of the demon sect in the middle.

"Now... It's time for you to wait and pay the price."

"Broken sky gun array. Kill!"

The "broken artistic conception" flows rapidly, forming a gun array cast by the gun idea, which surrounds the four people.

People's souls had some palpitating fluctuations, which slowly distributed among the bright lights, making the four people burst up in an instant.

"Whew..."

The silver white spear in Wang Po's hand shot up, turned into a silver light and flew into the gun array, which became the last and most powerful gun idea in the "broken sky gun array".

The angry dragon hissed in the sky, and its voice shook everywhere.

The powerful gun array shrouded the whole sky.

Wang Po's face was pale, and the cold sweat murmured on his head and face.

He also paid a heavy price for displaying the "broken sky gun array", and almost all his yuan strength has been exhausted.

This gun array is not only an array, but also a martial skill. It is a brilliant martial skill that has reached the heaven level. It was accidentally obtained by Wang Po during an experience.

I don't know which ancient sage integrated array and martial arts and created these powerful martial arts integrating two advantages.

However, to activate this gun array, we need very strong yuan force and artistic conception.

Although there is still plenty of "broken artistic conception" in Wang Po's body, when the fight comes to this moment, the yuan force around him goes from ten to seven or eight. Now the biggest worry is that the gun array needs to continuously instill yuan force to maintain the array. With Wang Po's yuan force, I don't know whether I can stick to the last moment.

Even he had no idea.

Now, it depends on who can consume more energy than who