Chapter 3356

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
Three three five six array broken, bone whip now!

"Boom!"

A huge knife shadow cut on the ancient Dharma array of the Indian people. After the light of the knife, the white light and shadow stirred in all directions com|i^

"Hum! What about the ancient celestial array? With my knife, you can clearly see the shaking of the array! I see how many knives you can get!"

In the middle of the air, don't ask the sword to cut down, and your confidence increases greatly.

Originally, he was worried that this array was difficult to break and might take a long time. But now it seems that the Indian female soldiers are too weak. At such a speed, I'm afraid they can break through and enter in half a day!

"Come again!"

In the desert forest, this place has been constantly stirred by light and shadow, and the knife Qi is vertical and horizontal. This is not the power of Mo Wenjian himself. It is the powerful power gathered by tens of thousands of soldiers of Youwei clan and sevenoreight thousand dimensional strong men!

This kind of power can't even compete with ordinary reincarnation elders!

In the forest, those chaotic beasts felt the movement here and wanted to come and see who disturbed their dreams.

But when they came near, they felt this powerful force, and those powerful chaotic beasts were too scared to come over and turned around and left.

Boom!

With another violent blow, Sister Zhang felt another surge of blood in her heart.

Although in the array, this cohesion array is to gather everyone's strength, and bearing is also to be borne by everyone! First of all, she is standing in the eye of the array!

"Eh!" Swallowing a mouthful of blood, she was even more worried.

According to the speed of external attack, the formation will be destroyed within half a day! Look at the women soldiers standing at their feet, they have fully carried it!

Everyone did their best and used all their strength!

It is conceivable that at the moment of the battle break, all the female soldiers here will lose their strength. At that time, let alone escape, they will not even have the power to commit suicide!

"The ancestors of the Indian people, your last descendants are about to be exterminated! Do you see?" Sister Zhang wants to cry up and hope for a miracle com|i^

There are no miracles. In many cases, the only thing you can rely on is yourself. Although the ancestor did not appear, she thought of the ancestor miracle!

At that bar mitzvah, it was the appearance of the ancestor miracle that saved those female soldiers who were just adults. If only there were another ancestor miracle today.

Thinking of this, Sister Zhang suddenly thought of Ye Kong's keel whip.

Because the whip is Ye Kong's, Zhang Mei has never refined it to recognize the Lord, nor used it, but collected it in her own space.

"Whether it has anything to do with the miracle of the ancestor or not, take it out and try it." Zhang Mei's heart moved, raised her hand and took out the whip.

Holding this whip in her hand, she didn't feel much. Although she could feel the extraordinary power of this thing, Zhang Mei didn't like to use a whip, and it seemed that the whip was not cold to her.

"How to use this whip to stimulate the miracles of the ancestors?" Zhang Mei looked back and forth for a long time. At most, it was a relatively powerful venerable weapon. She really couldn't see that it had anything to do with the miracles of the Indian ancestors.

The most frustrating thing for Sister Zhang is that when she wants to refine it, it turns out to be very resistant!

"It can't be refined. I can't use it. It's a useless thing."

Boom! Don't ask outside. The sword was cut down with a crazy knife.

Because her mind was on the keel whip, Zhang Mei was somewhat unable to resist the shock of the knife.

Poof! With a mouthful of blood, her keel whip also flew out of her hand and fell into the earth in the array.

As Sister Zhang was injured and vomited blood, the situation became more and more pessimistic, and the crazy consumption of the power of the array made the Indian female soldiers more and more difficult. The most frightening thing was that a breath of pessimism filled all faces.

Although no one spoke, we could see from our faces that everyone was covered with ashes. We all knew that failure and death were right in front of us.

"Indian female soldier, am I invincible? Hum, it's just a joke!" Don't ask Jian in the sky to laugh. Standing on his eyes, he knows the situation below like the palm of his hand. With each knife, he can feel the array below weakening, dissipating and slowly collapsing!

"Unrepentant Indians, it's time for you to become extinct. I can break your array with only three knives at most! All the disciples of Youwei clan are ready!"

"Look!"

Don't ask. In the sharp sound of the sword, another bright knife shadow was cut down!

Boom, the array below swings violently!

"Haha, it's fast! It's like a dangerous building, which is about to collapse, haha!" Don't ask Jian to laugh. As soon as he looked, he saw a snow-white woman in the array below, "haha, I saw the woman. They didn't leave. Presumably, the Li sunspot also pretended to be a woman and hid in the array! You're unlucky, second knife!"

Boom! This time, the concussion was more intense, and the light of the ancient French sky array dimmed a lot at once, and the younger sister Zhang in the eye of the array below was bleeding wildly in her mouth.

"Haha, there's another knife. I'll save my strength. This knife must break your array!"

Don't ask the sword outside. When she is crazy and ready to cut a startling knife, Sister Zhang in the array is also making her last effort!

"Sisters, the most critical moment of the Indian people is at hand! Our ancestors have a glorious history, but what they left us is not only pride, but also the dignity of Indian female soldiers! I have read many ancient books of that year. Indian female soldiers are not necessarily victorious in every war, and they also lose!"

Zhang Mei said, all the people below were gloomy, knowing that what was waiting for them this time was failure.

But speaking of this, Sister Zhang's voice sharpened again, "but they didn't surrender! They can fail, but they can't surrender! If they live to the last minute, they must fight to the last minute! Despair and begging for mercy won't make the enemy's kindness soar, and the sisters cheer up! I'm not afraid of death, I just hate not killing a few enemies!"

not bad We must fight to the last moment even if we die!

Indian female soldiers issued a final roar, "Indian soldiers, I'm invincible! Kill!"

In the roar, the light of the ancient Dharma array brightened again!

"The last strength?" Don't ask, the sword has also accumulated its strength. He snorted coldly, with no mercy in his eyes, and looked down, "the last strength, but secondly, in my opinion, is still a knife!"

"Break it!" Don't ask, the sword was finally cut down!

However, when one side was defending and the other side was concentrating on the attack, no one noticed that a white keel whip suddenly floated slowly from the soil on the ground, floating in the air, and a trace of invisible force spread out in all directions

Boom!

Amid the loud noise, the white curtain of light crashed! Don't ask the sword to boast. The last knife has gathered all the strength of Youwei clan and absorbed most of the strength of Youwei clan soldiers below. This knife is infinitely powerful!

Break the array in front with a knife!

"Finally broken!" The tailed warriors at the bottom all breathed out, and like the Indians who can barely support, these tailed warriors at the bottom are also supporting! Don't ask why swords are powerful because they draw their strength! And the last knife has extracted most of their power!

"But those Indian women are afraid to be even worse?" The sons of the Youwei clan thought so and looked up at the surrounded Indian female soldiers. They were immediately stunned.

I saw those women who should be unable to fall to the ground and foam at the mouth, but they were full of energy, as if they were all as excited as chicken blood.

"Sisters, ancestors bless! Kill!"

"Indian soldier, I'm invincible! Kill!" In the roaring promise, the female soldiers rushed out!

"Ouch, my mother, why are these women so fierce!"