This group of self righteous invaders really overestimated their strength, or underestimated the terror energy of Wang Mang!

Wang Mang alone is the pinnacle of the battlefield. The terror of the top combat power can't be made up by quantity!

The arrogant young man with blue hair had inspired his whole body's energy and rushed to the most crowded position.

from mid air, his figure in purple Taoist robe could not be seen quickly, Wang Mang's face was still grim, and the evil dragon halberd in his hand suddenly became several times bigger!

His suspended body is like a rampant tank, rushing towards the crowd regardless of the situation,

"the art of halberd! Crazy halberd all over the sky The fierce roar falls, and the evil dragon halberd like a wire pole sweeps the crowd.

the huge power potential energy blows a cultivator's fragile body into a burst of blood mist and flying meat crumbs at the moment of hitting the flesh!

With a simple blow, at least one hundred practitioners died on the battlefield, and three or five hundred of them were seriously injured and dying!

Hiding in the crowd, the young man with blue hair also failed to avoid the blow. His left leg was slightly depressed. He was as if he had been fished out of the water. His whole body was wet and he was panting!

It's an excellent performance of Wang Mang's reaction ability that he can avoid his fatal move, but the vigorous wind brought by the evil dragon halberd is really terrible,

it seems that he has some corrosive ability. As long as he touches a little, his skin will rot instantly, and his bones will become fragile from tough!

"You invaders are really good at calculating. Do you want to take advantage of the fact that my lonely mountain city has just been besieged by monsters? I really don't pay attention to Wang Mang! "

Wang Mang looked at the young man with blue hair standing alone in a pool of blood, and the color of irony on his face was not hidden!

The blue haired youth listened to Wang Mang's sarcastic words, his eyes darkened, and he raised his head again, instead of a fierce hatred like a volcano,

his red eyes were staring at Wang Mang, and his voice seemed to be a little hoarse,

"Wang Mang! Don't be complacent for too long! It doesn't take much time for all of you to become slaves of our practitioners! You are no exception! "

The cruel words did not make the sarcasm on Wang Mang's face disappear, but became more intense. He extremely disdained and hummed: "can a wild dog who was almost killed bark?"? So it is! Before a wild dog turns into a dead dog, it can't help barking

"Son of a bitch!" The anger on the blue haired youth's face suddenly appeared, and his violent emotion made him unable to control himself.

he seemed to have made up his mind and gave Wang Mang a ferocious smile. His right index finger immediately stuck to the prism on his forehead, and the prism the size of broad bean spattered with purple light in an instant, and a destructive momentum suddenly released!

"Do you want to explode?" Wang Mang watched the movements of the young man with blue hair with great interest, and his body was still in the air.

he saw many practitioners who committed suicide after being captured in the dungeon. Although their power of self explosion was terrible, it had no effect on him!

"Hum!" The blue haired young man suddenly appeared in front of Wang Mang at the moment when the prism was about to burst. He only had time to raise the corners of his mouth and smile gently. His body was like a piece of porcelain, reflecting the threads,

"bang!" The huge explosion swept over the whole battlefield. Wang Mang was in the center of the explosion, and his body did not move!