Boom, boom, boom!
At the moment, the son of war fell into a violent state. He felt that his blood was burning with anger.
The violent and ferocious power began to swim away from him.
Clara!
His spine sent out a strange series of explosions. In the eyes of everyone, Nathan's spine pierced out from behind the son of war.
With a flash of white light, it turned into a dark White Spear.
"Eh, do you want to use a blade?"
Yang Xu looked at the bone gun in the hand of the son of war, not surprised but happy:
"I happen to have a new sword move. It's a coincidence."
Brush!
Lin Huang's killing sword appeared in Yang Xu's hand.
Looking at his expectant and eager face, the son of war almost didn't spit blood:
"I... I'll kill you!"
The poor son of war is on the verge of violence.
It's strange to blame him for his bad luck. Among all the talented young people in Linglong hall, who did not meet well, just met Yangxu.
When did he meet Yang Xu? It happened that Yang Xu had just strengthened the xuanhuang world and was in urgent need of practice.
The tragic son of war has become Yang Xu's "hand training tool".
The son of war was filled with grief and anger, and his anger began from his heart. The violent power turned into a terrible wave that frightened everyone around:
"My God, is this the real strength of the sons of the past? It's terrible. It's almost comparable to the strong ones in our mixed cave realm..."
Several long nose practitioners exclaimed.
Jun Wutian and other leaders were amazed when they felt the huge breath in the Dharma array:
"I am very curious about the ranking of the sons of war among the sons of the past. Are there any more powerful sons of the past than the sons of war?"
Next to the sword, there was a flash of light, and there was a trace of contempt for Jun Wutian in his eyes:
"Yang Xu specially controlled this dharma array and didn't isolate all the breath inside. Is it to make you marvel and fear?"
"He is to let us seize the opportunity to capture the time fluctuation of the son of war and control the trend of the son of the past!"
Jian Wuyi's mind turned quickly and took the opportunity to catch the son of war, which came from the fluctuation of the law of time in the past.
Several other bigwigs immediately reacted:
"That's right! The son of war was angered by Yang Xu. Now his past breath is almost undisguised. Capturing the past breath, we may be able to lock in the existence of the son of the past!"
Upon hearing the speech, the enchantress Tama could not help looking at the sword in surprise. A trace of appreciation flashed in her beautiful eyes:
No wonder Yang Xu has a good opinion of the sword hall leader.
It seems that none of the swords can really understand part of Yang Xu's mind.
Brush!
The demon girl, Tama, looked at the Yang Xu holding the linhuang killing sword in the Dharma array, and a smile flashed in her beautiful eyes:
"Since these fools outside have begun to catch the breath of the son of war, Yang Xu, you shouldn't keep this boy's life for a long time?"
The evil woman, Tama, looked at the son of war with a bad eye:
She really didn't have a good impression of these guys from the past.
Had it not been for Yang Xu's use, the demon Damei would have killed the son of war just now!
"Damn! I want you to die!"
In the hands of the son of war, the pale magic gun glittered with strange light, reflecting his face distorted by anger.
His eyes were now full of scarlet color, as if angry blood poured into his eyes.
A head of short inch hair, standing upright, haunting a trace of strange law fluctuations:
Buzz!
The as like as two peas of illusion, the empty space behind the son of war, once again appeared.
Let Yang Xu as like as two peas in the hands of the illusion of the body, and even hold the same long gun as the son of war.
"Well, what's the name of this move? It's very advanced. Is it a skill attached to the throne of war?"
Yang Xu's beautiful face was full of banter.
"Die!"
The son of war's eyebrows stand, his eyes stare and hum!
The pale bone gun in his hand turned into the most cutting-edge assassination rule and directly pierced towards Yangxu.
Dayton time.
In the void behind the son of war, the separated phantoms also came from the assassination of the rising sun at the same time.
The rolling phantom emits a strange wave of divine power, such as white light, which converges into the gun of the son of war.
Boom!
The son of war shot was so violent that it pierced the void directly, as if it had penetrated the barrier between space and time.
Less than a thousandth of an hour.
It's already less than a meter in front of Yangxu, Pooh!
Tear the space and stab it violently and violently.
"Magic power, holy Phoenix bell jar!"
"Block!"
Facing the shot of the son of war, Yang Xu's beautiful face always looked calm and calm. It seemed that no one could threaten him.
Yang Xu has enough confidence in the new magic power advanced from the golden black bell jar:
Eech!
The emptiness in front of him presented a distorted state.
The void of the universe seems to be turning into a golden liquid flowing. Miraculous law symbols diffuse out of the golden liquid in an instant, making the golden liquid turn into an illusion of a divine Phoenix.
There is a smell of sacred and inviolable law from it:
Hum
A golden defensive wall suddenly took shape in front of Yang Xu.
On the golden wall, there is a sacred Phoenix. There is a melodious and ancient Phoenix sound, which penetrates the barrier of the great Brahma light binding magic array and spreads to the cosmic void in all directions!
When
The son of war's amazing shot that swept the world and destroyed time and space hit the golden defense wall heavily.
There was a terrible noise.
Sound ripples penetrated the barrier of the Dharma array and spread outward.
The hair of the army's Wutian and the long nose cultivator stood up when they came into contact with the sound wave:
"What an amazing sound wave! How terrible the momentum of this shot is!"
The army could not help crying.
Looking at Xiang Yangxu's eyes, he became more and more afraid and dignified:
"Yang Xu can even block such a powerful move! This defense is too abnormal!"
His long nose cultivator is a little calm:
After all, as early as just now, they had experienced the power of Yangxu's "holy Phoenix bell jar".
In the Dharma array.
Now the son of war is almost falling apart:
"Damn! Damn! How can you stop it? How can you stop it?"