Chapter 164

In the deep sea, every city and a large area of land outside it will be equipped with a profound magic array. This magic array can make the sea people walk on the ground like on land, without worrying about pushing people up because of the buoyancy of the sea.

Therefore, the war between fortresses is almost the same as the battlefield on the human continent. Of course, it has to be in addition to race and appearance

On the battlefield with the roar of killing and shouting, looking around, the blue fighting spirit rushed out, bringing strong fluctuations. It belongs to the unique fighting spirit of Hai nationality, Hai fighting spirit

While all the Sergeants are fighting, the remaining light in the corners of their eyes is always locked on the void, with four opposing light figures... There is the main battlefield to decide who wins and who loses. In the view of the strong at that level, their own combat mode may be no different from the clown performance

On the fortress wall, jing'er's beautiful eyes swept over the battlefield, and the killing order, which she drank, spit out coldly from her ruddy and attractive mouth

Commanding the sea archer to repel a wave of enemies, jing'er raised her pretty face and looked at the four people in the void who had not moved at all, and raised a confident arc around her mouth.

"As long as those two old men don't come down, the troops of the royal dynasty of Western Ya can't climb the half step wall. Grandpa, Liu Feng... It's up to you.

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Listening to the sound of the earth shaking killing coming from below, Liu Feng glanced at the Xiya army that could not rush into the fortress wall within 100 meters. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at the still standing Xidi and Xihuang opposite. He raised his eyebrows, hugged his arms, and his mind broke out, locking them firmly.

"Hey, hey, since you don't move, just don't move all the time."

Aware of the strong idea, the faces of the West emperor and the West emperor changed slightly, and their eyes were a little surprised. How could this boy's idea be so strong? I'm afraid it must be close to the level of heaven?

They looked at each other, raised their thumbs slightly and nodded slightly. Years of tacit understanding let them know the meaning of each other's actions, for example, now

Join hands to kill the young man in white.

The toes kicked fiercely on the void, and two streamers appeared in front of and behind Liu Feng. Two iron fists mixed with turbulent energy hit him hard in front of his chest and back.

"Shit, despicable, do it again, grass." Poseidon, on one side, angrily scolded when he saw the two people's behavior. With a huge fighting spirit of dark blue in his three pronged hand, he viciously stabbed the West emperor's head.

The West emperor with his back to Poseidon noticed the senhan strength behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly, his right fist continued to hit Liu Feng in front of his chest, his left hand waved gently behind him, and drank coldly: "space is solidified."

"Dang."

The Trident mixed with dark blue fighting spirit and the solidified space in front of him fiercely hit each other. The fighting spirit of the fork tip surged out wildly. Just in a moment, it cracked the solidified space and went away. On the Trident, the energy rose again and cut straight towards the head of the West Emperor.

Space solidification can only stop Poseidon for a short moment at most. Xidi is very clear about it. He doesn't expect any special effect from space solidification. What he wants is just that short moment

As long as he and Xihuang join hands to solve the young holy order who seems to have little combat experience, it is absolutely easy to deal with heaven level Poseidon with their tacit cooperation. As long as they are solved, the Beihai imperial dynasty... Will only collapse and dissipate

However, many things are not as beautiful as expected. The West emperor and the West emperor want to pick soft persimmons, but they don't know that what they pick this time is an iron pimple hidden under the persimmon, which is too hard to bite

Looking at the distance between his fist and the white shirt, Xihuang flashed an excited and ferocious smile in his slightly narrowed eyes. However, soon, the excitement that remained in his eyes turned into surprise in an instant.

The fists of the West emperor and the West emperor went straight through Liu Feng's body and hit each other hard.

"Bang."

Two figures flew backwards from the void. The Western emperor, who was not as powerful as the Western emperor, couldn't help but spill a mouthful of blood from the corners of his mouth. His toes stepped on the void for a while. He was just about to rush forward to meet the Western emperor. The sharp strength of Sen Han came from above his head, but he had to retreat dozens of meters again

Holding the gorgeous sword handle of "lock dragon", Liu Feng smiled at the Xihuang in front of him. Several senhan sword flowers flashed under the light shaking of "lock dragon"

"Friend, how fast is it?" Xihuang smiled coldly. On his palm, a wide fine steel broadsword shone.

"No, it's not worth mentioning compared with the speed of your sneak attack." Liu Feng sneered at Mimi, and the cold light flashed through the dark pupils.

"Hey, hey, what kind of strong person is my friend? Why have I never heard of the Hai family for so many years?" the dark blue fighting spirit burst out on the Xihuang sword, shaking the void slightly.

"In the sea, there are countless strong hermits. You are the only people who are uneasy to cultivate, but participate in the war of the imperial dynasty. When the two supreme masters of wolf and bosden come out, Hei hei..." Liu Feng smiled and mocked.

Hearing the names of the two Hai people, Xihuang's face changed. On his rampant face, there was a flash of panic pale. However, he soon disappeared. Leng hum said, "don't scare me. Those two people haven't appeared for hundreds of years. Maybe they have..."

Looking at his lost face, Liu Feng disdained to look at the West emperor and Poseidon, itching to raise the "lock dragon", the tip of the sword pointed to the West emperor from a distance, and whispered, "the saint level strong man, the West Emperor..." his eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light burst out, and the cold voice said: "Today, let you become the second fallen saint in my hands..."

"What a arrogant tone. I've been at the top of the prefecture level for more than a hundred years. Will I be afraid of you, a hairy little child who has just reached the prefecture level?" Xihuang sneered, clenched his big knife in both hands and chopped down at Liu Feng from a distance

"Hiss."

Three dark blue sabres with a length of four or five feet, like a dark blue training, cut through the void, took up a fierce momentum, and chopped down at Liu Feng

Looking at the dark blue Dao mang that constantly intertwined with each other in the void and locked his whole body space with the help of each other's energy to improve his speed, Liu Feng had to say that those who can promote the strong of the holy rank really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp

The aura in the body surged and flowed into the "lock dragon" along the meridians. The sword tip trembled slightly, the crisp sound of the sword sounded low, and a long silver white essence sword Gang stretched and vomited on the sword tip

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Liu Feng clenched the "lock dragon" and cut away gently against the dark blue knife awn intertwined by the three high winds.

"Wow."

The crisp sound of the sword entering the paper brocade sounded low above the void.

Looking at his knife awn, which was cut into several pieces and dissipated quickly, the Western emperor frowned and said in a deep voice: "what a strange fighting spirit, who are you from? Why don't you use the fighting spirit unique to the Hai nationality?"

"It's none of your business." Liu Feng sneered. His thin body shook on the void and fiercely appeared behind the iron faced Xihuang. "Lock dragon" stabbed away at the empty door on the back of Da Lu impolitely. The sharp sword Gang mixed on the sword tip stirred up a circle of space ripples on the void and gradually dispersed.

"Ding Dang."

The crisp sound of steel attack sounded again on the void. With the sound, there were two big knives that became fragments falling from the void, killing several unlucky people

Xihuang stepped on his toes rapidly in the void. He dared to stop when he was more than 100 meters away from Liu Feng. He looked at the strange weapon in his hand with horror, and his heart churned unceasingly... He was able to cut off the refined steel knife containing his fighting spirit? This is a legendary weapon, which can't be done

"What's the big deal with the sharpness of the weapon? You have the guts to put down your weapon and fight." when a hairy boy cut off the weapon, Xi Huang's face turned red and shouted fiercely.

Hearing this, Liu Feng was stunned... After a long time, he took a deep breath and choked out two words from his mouth.

“SB。”

The figure shook again, and in a few flashes, he appeared again in front of the Western emperor, raised his sword and cut hard.

"Ding, Dang."

The crisp sound sounded constantly in the void, and every time the sound of steel attack sounded, it always brought down two broken knives.

Four figures in the void, clear-cut battle, extremely fast body shape, in a fierce battle at a speed beyond the naked eye.

The countless sergeants at the bottom can only see the occasional residual shadow, or the spark of weapon exchange, as well as the falling broken knife. However, the real combat figure only hears its body and does not see its shadow.

The battle of the holy order is that ordinary people can look at it at will.

The victory or defeat of the holy order represents the victory or defeat of the war between hundreds of thousands of people on both sides

(Tudou finally pulls himself out and starts to pay off the debt from tomorrow. Let's smash me...!)