Chapter 246：

This is the power of the Holy Lord Huang Feng.

When he came, the nature of this battle had completely changed.

At this moment, Pang Lingxuan's cautious voice sounded.

"Father, who do you think will win?"

When the voice fell, the eldest princess' eyes also turned.

After hearing the voice, Pang Xingdou said slowly.

"I think it's Holy Master Huang Feng!"

The voice fell, and the other powerhouses around did not speak, apparently tacitly acquiescing to Pang Xingdou's words.

After all, the Holy Master Huang Feng of that year, it is said that he rode the yellow sand and was buried alive in a Celestial Dynasty, although it is a bit exaggerated.

But the other party's cultivation base is absolutely not to be underestimated.

At this moment, Lu Yu, who was in the gale, led Yan Yun's eighteen horses to Guan Yu's side.

Because, only with the shelter of the other side, can they resist the hurricane around them.

Then, he spoke slowly.

"In such a situation, is it possible to deal with it?"

After hearing Lu Yu's questioning voice, the next moment, Guan Yu, a pair of phoenix eyes, opened instantly.

The dazzling light reflects the heaven and the earth, penetrates the yellow sand, complements the great sun, and shines!

The divine light passed, and the gust of wind dissipated.

The tornadoes of the people of the Yellow Wind Holy Land were forced out of the oasis.

"Please, my lord, watch Guan Yu kill!"

The voice sounded, like a sharp blade.

Chapter 113 Heroes retreat

After Guan Yu's voice fell.

"Boom!"

Behind Guan Yu's body, a huge phantom appeared.

It is still the phantom of the Martial Saint.

Majestic and majestic, there are hundreds of feet up and down.

The Azure Dragon Sword covers the sky and the sun.

The red rabbit neighed.

The Qinglong Yanyue Saber, which was like a pillar of the sky, flashed a cold light.

In an instant, the sword gang roared in the sky.

And the Holy Master Huang Feng also showed vigilance in his eyes after feeling the power of the blade.

At this time, he said slowly.

"Yellow wind formation, get up!"

The voice sounded, and the surrounding Holy Land disciples were all flashing with blazing light.

While the energy is surging, the hands are pinching the magic formula.

In an instant, the wind and sand around them became more and more vast.

The yellow sand above the entire Taikoo Plain seems to be swept away at this time.

The yellow sand in the sky was wrapped in the hurricane.

Inside the oasis, it is almost impossible to see.

Those buildings that broke out of the ground were buried by the wind and sand at this time.

Let the spectators be shocked.

Pang Xingdou said with a solemn expression.

"It seems that at the beginning, the rumors that the Yellow Sand Holy Land buried a Celestial Dynasty may not necessarily be a lie.

In such a scene, it is really difficult for ordinary people to survive! "

After the sound of his voice, he pulled the two women by his side and continued to retreat to the rear.

Others followed suit.

And right now.

Guan Yu, who was standing beside Lu Yu, also moved.

With the phantom behind him, it was completely revealed.

A growl came out of his mouth.

"Blue Dragon Slash!"

With the sound of the sound.

In the yellow sand that filled the sky, Guan Yu slashed out with one knife.

When waving the sword with the main body.

The phantom behind him also split the sword out at the same time.

"hold head high!"

The next moment, a cyan dragon roared out from under Guan Yu's feet.

The blue-gold dragon scales are incomparably tight, and a pair of antlers flicker with metallic light.

Dragon claws dance.

Circling up.