Chapter 1011

The mountain wind roared.

Wang Po's whole body rose like a human bomb to the top of the mountain.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Up and down the mountain, you can clearly feel this powerful touch, like a war drum hammering in your heart. The whole person is pulled by the rhythm and can't extricate himself.

"The heavenly king covers the earth tiger!"

Zheng Feiyue's voice came from the top of the mountain.

Wang Po raised his head. Under the magic flame, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. He forced his feet, pulled his body up like a shell, and burst into a drink: "pagoda town river demon!"

Whoosh!

The demon flame soared and condensed into a black demon image in the air.

Dong!

When the soles of the feet stepped on the ground, all the trees with a radius of kilometers were destroyed, the rocks were broken into powder, the earth cracked, and the "spider web" spread in all directions.

Dong Dong!

"War drums" kept coming closer and closer to the top of the mountain until they came to the sixth flag. They only heard a loud noise, like the gods coming to earth and Wang Po coming to the earth.

WOW!

The powerful shock wave blew up mountains and rocks, and the rubble flew in disorder. The power was also extremely amazing.

"Be careful!"

"Stop the splashing rocks!"

"It's the demon king's body! The king is broken!"

The crowd was in a hurry.

The left Dharma protector waved the long knife in his hand and hit the flying rocks. He roared angrily: "panic, it's just a demon king body. We have more than 20 people!"

In the smoke and dust all over the sky, a figure like a God and a devil came out of the smoke and dust. The demon flame roared on his body. Looking around, it seemed that there were stars rising and fading in his eyes.

The coolness of the overhaul he was staring at rose from the soles of his feet and penetrated directly into his bones through his skin.

Under the influence of fear, more than 20 overhaul workers subconsciously contracted their formation and stood together with each other. Only then did they have confidence in their hearts and looked at the demon king with amazing appearance.

"Damn it!"

"Who told you to return?"

"A demon king scares you like this?"

"Press it on!"

The left Dharma protector was disappointed and angry at his people's reaction. He scolded the people for pressing the formation forward, and he went to the front and faced Wang Po directly.

Wang Po looked at him as if he were looking at a shoe seller on the street, his eyes were ancient.

The left Dharma protector held back his anger and said in a deep voice: "if you dare to block the way of our evil god sect, even if it is the demon king body, you still have to pay a price!"

"Really?"

Wang Po stretched out his hand, put his palm towards the air and shook it hard.

"Uh ~"

The left Dharma protector groaned and felt a sudden pain in his heart. This feeling was like someone drained the surrounding air and brought a great load to his body.

"Left Dharma protector, what's the matter with you?"

The left Dharma protector waved his hand, motioned that he was all right, took a deep breath and said coldly, "is this the only means of the demon king's body?"

Wang Po tilted his head and said in a deep voice, "in that case, let me experience the means of the left Dharma protector."

Finish.

He grabbed into the air.

The evil spirit emerged and condensed into a magic flame spear, which was caught by the king.

"Go."

With Wang Po's whisper, the magic flame spear disappeared in his hand. Because the speed was too fast, only a faint shadow was left in the air.

The left Dharma protector roared, swung the long knife in his hand and cut it down heavily in front of him!

There was a strong yellow light shining on the long knife, which just intercepted the Flying Magic gun. Only listening to the sound of "Keng", the magic gun was cut into the sky.

The left Dharma protector's face flashed blue and white.

Kick, kick, stare!

He stepped back uncontrollably, retreated more than ten steps, and there was still no stopping trend.

Say something!

The left Dharma protector stabbed the long knife on the ground with the handle against the back waist, and then he barely stopped his body shape, but there was a smell of rust in his mouth.

make love.

There was a lonely applause at the scene.

Zheng Feiyue smiled and sent applause to the left Dharma Protector: "see? This is old and strong! The left Dharma protector is powerful!"

Poof!

This sentence directly asked the left Dharma protector to spray out the blood held in his mouth.

"Tut Tut, the left Dharma protector is not praised!" Zheng Feiyue shook his head.

The left Dharma protector shook his head, motioned that he didn't need help, then wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said, "Zheng Feiyue, even if there is a demon king, it's hard for you to step over the thunder pool!"

"Hehe, you can't help it." Zheng Feiyue shook his head and shouted at Wang Po: "I'll give it to you. Can you handle it?"

Wang Po turned his back to him and said, "it's no difficulty for a group of wine bags and rice bags."

Zheng Feiyue blew a kiss on his back: "you look so charming with confidence. I'll go first and give it to you."

Wang Po's back was slightly stiff.

After saying that, Zheng Feiyue nodded to the left Dharma protector and walked to the top of the mountain.

With such an attitude, the left Dharma protector was very angry. He raised his arms and shouted: "what are you doing? This is the last flag. We have retired and can't retreat. Stop him!"

"Yes!"

"Kill!"

"Die!"

More than twenty big xiudun burst up and rushed towards Zheng Feiyue.

Facing the top of the mountain, Zheng Feiyue climbed up step by step without looking behind him.

Lv Bu and Zhao Yun walked backwards close to his body. They are the last line of defense. They must send the boss to the top safely.

Boom.

The scuffle broke out, and the forces of various rules emerged, squeezing and distorting the space.

Wang broke and stood where he was, with the devil's flame on his body. The devil's gas formed tentacles and opened his teeth and claws like a towering net, pulling a famous overhaul to himself.

An evil god Zong Da was entangled by his tentacles. He broke free several times without success. He simply didn't break free. His killing intention soared in his eyes: "die! Eat me!"

After speaking, people have been killed by tentacles.

Wang Po looked at him as if he were watching a moth put out a fire.

The long knife cut through the night sky before dawn and cut Wang Po's chest with a little cold.

Dao is a good Dao. Although it is not an innate magic weapon, it is made with a special secret method. Coupled with the careful cultivation of the master for many years, it is not inferior to the general innate magic weapon.

However, at the moment of chopping, this high-quality knife rolled its blade instantly, as if it took an ordinary knife and pointed it on the hard stone. The stone was fine and the knife was broken.

"It's impossible!"

The man looked at the blade knife in his hand, made an incredible scream, and then felt the sudden force of his tentacles and pulled him over.

Wang Po stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers. He just pinched the head sent by the man and squeezed it hard.

Poof!

It's like crushing a watermelon.

When the red and white objects were sprayed, a panicked spirit fled in a hurry. As soon as it flew into the air, it was pierced by a black tentacle and disappeared in the wail.

The gods and souls are destroyed!

Wang Po shook his hand, shook his head and said, "what's the difference between a group of waste and tujiwa dogs?"

The scene suddenly quieted down.

More than 20 people stopped together, and Wang Po's ferocity completely deterred them.

When he raised his hands and feet, a major repair worker died out.

What kind of monster did Zheng Feiyue cultivate?

The devil's body is so terrible!