Super Martial God

"You still need master's hand to deal with you?"

Iron sleeve face full of disdain.

In her eyes, these quasi immortal kings in the fairy palace were weak except Li Zhe.

Even Li Zhe is not good enough for her.

If such a weak opponent has to bother Lin Mu, an expert who swept the great saint, it will really make people laugh.

"Talk big."

Li Zhe snorted coldly, and the surging immortal power spewed out of his palm. In an instant, it formed a sharp long sword and stabbed at the iron sleeve.

Iron sleeve eyes are as cold as the moon.

When it was dark, she felt that her fighting power was stronger than that in the forest.

It's like this piece of heaven, earth, stars, mountains, rivers, and even every plant and every grain of sand are full of love for her, making her like God's help in battle.

In the face of Li Zhe's sword, she didn't dodge, still kept the momentum of forward attack, and pointed out at the same time.

"Star means!"

Li Zhe's pupil shrank sharply and said in disbelief, "who are you and how can you know the magic of my fairy palace?"

This finger is the "star finger" taught by Lin Mu to tie Xiu. It is a top fairy skill.

Iron sleeve doesn't care so much and doesn't bother to answer Li Zhe's questions. She just needs to know that this means was passed on to her by Lin Mu. She doesn't care about whether it's magic or magic.

Boom!

In a flash, the star finger collided with Li Zhe's immortal sword.

With a click, Li Zhe's immortal sword broke.

Bang!

The strong wind swept over Li Zhe, and his body retreated quickly. He was cut in many wounds by the wind blade.

After stabilizing his body, he looked up at iron sleeve in shock. It was obvious that the strength of iron sleeve had caused a great shock to him.

"With this strength, do you still want my master to do it?"

Iron sleeve shook his head and attacked Li Zhe like lightning again.

Li Zhe resisted iron sleeve and said, "who's your master?"

"I think it's not only the pig woman's brain, but also your brain. Of course, my master is Lin Mu. You need to ask?"

Iron sleeve looked at Li Zhe with an idiot's eyes.

In the war between tiexiu and Li Zhe, other Asian saints also fought one after another.

"Leave these three pseudo quasi monarchs to me. I have seen this pig woman unhappy."

Jiang Min took the lead and rushed to Xiao Moyang, Huo nishang and Lingzhao.

Others knew Jiang Min's strength and didn't worry about her at all. They stopped competing with her and quickly chose other opponents.

"Huo Zun, you had four other people to help you in the first World War. We can't really compete happily. Now it's time for me to experience your means."

Lin Xiaowan was also very fast, killing Huo Zun.

In front of these quasi immortal kings, in addition to Li Zhe, Huo Zun is the strongest.

Huo Zun turned pale.

As Lin Xiaowan said, he was able to suppress Lin Xiaowan just now because he joined hands with the other four quasi immortal kings. Now he is alone. Where is Lin Xiaowan's opponent.

But Lin Xiaowan didn't give him a chance to choose. He launched an attack on him as soon as he flashed.

"There are only six of you left now."

Iron core's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally his eyes shot at the Wumeng Zhunxian gentleman like a knife: "give me the guy who just spoke unkindly to Lin Mu."

"Teacher, ladies and gentlemen, this man will be handed over to me and guanxi Qin."

Ye Qingcheng and guanxi Qin also selected a quasi Immortal King.

Listening to xuelou nodding, the strength of Ye Qingcheng and guanxi Qin are infinitely close to the quasi Immortal King. They work together to check and balance a quasi Immortal King. It's no problem.

"Then let's solve the remaining four."

Si Kongming said lazily.

Their four main halls are all top Asian saints. The four quasi immortal kings in front of them are primary, and there is no pressure on them at all.

The eleventh prospective Immortal King of the fairy palace was thus divided up by Jiang Min and others.

"All the officers and men of the fairy palace, up to now, we have no way back. We can only go all out to attack. We must step through the sky pass and raise the power of our fairy palace."

When Li Zhe was fighting, he didn't forget to make trouble for tianqiongguan.

Their advantage lies more in the number of Xiangong army.

WOW!

The endless army of fairy palaces rushed to Tianqiong pass all over the world, causing a great impact on the array of Tianqiong pass.

"Commander, the membrane energy of Tianmen array is nearly exhausted."

"The membrane energy of the east gate array is urgent..."

Supporting the operation of the large array requires continuous energy consumption.

At this time, the attack of the Xiangong army was too fierce, and the large array energy supply of each city gate could not keep up with it.

If this goes on, the array will soon be broken.

"Increase the strength of long-range attack!"

Ning light rain did not lose his calm and unhurried command.

"Commander, long-range attack can't stop the attack of Xiangong army."

But it was only a moment, and soon a messenger came to report.

Ning light rain was cold in his heart, but his face was not flustered. The cold color was deeper: "prepare shells and attack with all your strength."

Over the years, the infant world has not stopped studying gunpowder.

In particular, song Xu was more interested in gunpowder than in cultivation. Under his research, the power of gunpowder has been rising.

Recently, song Xu has developed the avenue particle shell, which integrates the force of the avenue into the gunpowder to vibrate, which will create particle collision.

Although this avenue particle shell still does not threaten the Taoist God level strong, it can kill those below eight stars. It is most suitable for use in the battlefield.

However, there are not many particle shells. After all, it is a recent research, so Ning Qingyu is very cautious. It has not been used until now.

"Yes."

The garrison below will execute immediately.

In an instant, fire dragon like beams of light continued to shoot outside the array. Everywhere they passed, a large number of Xiangong army fell.

Under the bombardment of Avenue particle shells, the defense crisis was finally alleviated, rather light rain and dark relief.

Looking outside, the Xiangong army lost at least 100000 people in a moment.

However, three minutes later, her heart was lifted again.

"Commander, the stock of particle shells is insufficient."

The messenger hurried to report.

"Don't stop the attack."

Ning Qingyu ordered, frowned and thought quickly about the solution.

According to this trend, it is difficult for Avenue particle shells to last for another three minutes. What should we do after three minutes?

Just then, a hand put on her eyebrow, as if to smooth her frown.

Ning Qingyu was surprised at first, but then his body became soft and turned his head to the side.

At the beginning, the man in blue, with a beautiful face and more ordinary temperament, looked at her like a hot spring: "sister Ning, you've worked hard for 300 years."

Ning Qingyu's eyes were filled with mist, but she soon pressed it down, but her voice had a nasal sound, hoarse and blurred: "little thief."