On the sacred tree flying crane is an archer at the division level of a great country.
The archer of this level already has a great threat to the holy master. The most important thing is that the God wood flying crane flies very high, at least more than 400 steps.
In this case, Xu Tianwang can only Dodge, but he can't kill the cultivator and the archer who can control the flying crane.
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In the deep part of Prajna corridor, at this time, the wind came again, and the soft sound of horse's hoof came.
The sound of horses' hooves is gentle, but it's just because they are covered with thick cotton cloth. Horses and riders are all covered with heavy armor.
The black heavy armor cavalry, coming out of the mysterious dim light in the depth of the Prajna corridor, filled the whole Prajna corridor like the tide, like a black iron wall of unknown thickness, slowly moving towards the place where the fighting took place.
In the battle of Jiang's family, some people closed their eyes in despair and began to give up resistance. Some even cried.
It's not only that they are too weak in front of the heavy armor of more than 40 demons, but also that they are killed by the metal demons who run into the nearby caves and become broken bodies. It's also that Li Zhenshi, who can shoot a metal demons with a sword at will, is defeated by Zhang Zhang in one breath Qiu Xuan's men, who are still killing them at this moment, are the saints who make their brothers and friends want to revenge but can't.
"The Holy One is the son of heaven, and the holy meaning is the will of heaven."
Zhang qiuxuan, dressed in real dragon treasure clothes, walked to Li Zhenshi, who was sitting on the ground.
Li Zhenshi's body appeared many cracks, all began to flow blood, just like the wounds in his life, at this time all appeared on him.
"I am adhering to the will of heaven. I have the unique real dragon clothes. How can you be my enemy?"
As he passed by Li Zhenshi's side, Zhang qiuxuan sighed again, which only two people could hear.
The black broad sword in front of Li Zhenshi's body suddenly vibrates, and it will fly again.
But a light fell on his broad black sword.
Zhang qiuxuan has suffered a lot from the eruption of soul force beyond the limit his body can bear at ordinary times, so this time he didn't spend a lot of soul force to stimulate the thunder of real dragon treasure clothes, but used his own flying sword.
That was once ridiculed by Li Zhenshi as a short sword used by women, half rouge.
This semi red and translucent sword light only stabbed the black broad sword. The black broad sword can no longer fly. Li Zhenshi's mouth and nose burst out of blood again.
Zhang qiuxuan goes over Li Zhenshi to Xu Tianwang.
"Just as holy and I don't like to hear the moon, holy and I don't like you."
Zhang qiuxuan looked at Xu Tianwang and shook his white head with compassion, "so in these years, you can only rank third in the criminal division."
Xu Tianwang roars.
In the air, the red whip in my hand has turned into countless illusions, just like the rapid growth of countless rose vines in the void.
With a dull sound of "Zheng", the tail end of the whip curled up a half red and translucent flying sword with a ray of vitality visible to the naked eye. In this very short stalemate, the whip stretched straight, the body of the sword and the whip scratched, and always generated a dazzling spark.
Zhang qiuxuan's face remained unchanged, as if he would give up his flying sword directly.
The power on the semi red and translucent flying sword suddenly decreased, and Xu Tianwang's whip rolled it twice more and dragged it to his front.
However, at this time, there was a shrill howl in the sky, and an arrow light had come again.
Xu Tian looked at his toes a little, and the air around him was all twisted. At that moment, his body retreated three feet again. The arrow light fell in front of him and rushed out a big hole on the ground, splashing countless gravel.
Zhang qiuxuan took a step forward and calmly looked at his flying sword.
Originally, the light and dim flying sword suddenly became bright at this moment, and all of them whirled sharply in the long whip binding.
Xu Tianwang made a sharp drink again. He grabbed the whip in one hand and clapped it back in the other.
With a loud bang, one of the heavy armor of his demons pasted on his back suddenly left the ground and flew out.
Zhang qiuxuan's mouth was full of blood and stretched out his right hand, just like the empty sky raised a very heavy sword.
The whip twining the flying sword shakes outward at this moment, all of which are supported by the strength of the flying sword.
The semi red and translucent sword came to Xu Tianwang's throat in an instant.
In this moment, Xu Tianwang can only output some soul power to let his body fly up.
The semi red and translucent sword didn't pierce his throat, but it pierced his chest and one of his lungs.
Xu Tianwang falls to the ground.
Zhang qiuxuan panted. The flying sword was like a dragonfly, flying back to him.
Xu Tianwang looked down and saw the penetrating wound through his lungs. He saw blood and broken flesh flowing out of the hole.
Through the hole, he saw the scene behind him.
The heavy Armored Cavalry, like the moving iron wall, is still pushing forward. Dozens of metal demons with cloaks behind them have stopped and stood in a piece of flesh and blood.
All those who followed them into the black Jiayun Qin army and all the Jiang family had died. Only his son, Xu Jianyan, stood calmly in the metal demon, and even didn't spill some blood.
"It was you."
Xu Tianwang turns around slowly, looks at his son indifferently, and starts to breathe. Because his lung has been stabbed by the flying sword, he gasped sharply, but still couldn't breathe air smoothly.
Xu proverb looked at his father and bowed himself to salute: "it was your father who taught me."
Xu Tianwang looked at his son who was just like a monster among the metal demons and blood corpses. He gasped painfully and heavily: "I'm for Xu family."
"I'm also for the Xu family."
Xu proverb raised his head indifferently and looked at Xu Tianwang with cold and empty eyes: "it is because of me that Xu family will continue to flourish."
Xu Tianwang smiled a little bitterly and sat on the ground slowly. With a "poof" sound, the remaining soul force in his body shattered his internal organs and rushed out of the wound with blood.
Xu Zhenyan looks at Xu Tianwang, his face is still indifferent, as if he is facing someone who has nothing to do with himself, not his father.
Zhang qiuxuan frowned slightly and coughed gently, which made the brocade handkerchief that he used to cover his mouth full of blood clots.
Looking at the betrayal of his father, and looking at his father's death, he is still indifferent as a monster's maxim, his heart is also very unhappy In fact, he and the emperor did not like Xu's son from the beginning of Xu Zhenyan to the time when they took office in Zhongzhou imperial city.
But at least this son of the Xu family is useful to them.
At least the final result in Prajna corridor satisfied Zhang qiuxuan at the moment.
More than 600 heavily armored cavalry soldiers pushed to Xu's side and began to clear the ground. They would gather together the blood and meat pieces that had been smashed by a metal demon and were ready for the next burning.
Zhang qiuxuan lost the brocade handkerchief in his hand, and his eyes stayed on Li Zhenshi, who was not far behind, who was not dead, and was ready to say goodbye to the famous man who had worn his life.
However, at this time, he turned around and looked at the rear of the heavy armor army and the mysterious and confused depth of the light in the Prajna corridor.
The sand on the ground vibrated and jumped.
And yellow sand desert next to this side of the cliff, above the yellow sand also jumped up, like there are countless people, at this moment with a dustpan shake yellow sand, more yellow sand down.
Then, even the cliffs on both sides of Prajna corridor began to vibrate.
Like him, everyone looked in horror at the depth of the Prajna corridor.
An extremely large body, from the blurred light, came out, each step fell, the thick meat pad hit the earth, are silent, but can make the whole earth violent tremor.
This is a giant elephant with a white head and a thick golden armor covering most important parts of the body, even the long nose.
On the back of the Colossus, there are metal saddles like the Golden Lotus platform. The riders sitting above the saddles are holding the golden giant staff and wearing armor full of mysterious runes.
What's more suffocating is that it's not just a behemoth like this coming out of the confused light.
In the rear of this colossus, one colossus after another constantly appeared in everyone's vision.
These colossus filled the whole Prajna corridor and formed an approaching wall, but it was a wall several times higher than the iron current of the armored army.
This is an unimaginable picture.
There is only one rider on each colossus. These riders are high and they don't say anything or make any sound when they go forward.
But because it's too big . without saying anything, it's enough to show their strength.
"The divine elephant army!"
Zhang qiuxuan's breathing stopped completely. His face became as white as his hair and eyebrows.
All the war horses neighed, and the heavy armor army began to fall into confusion. The war horses collided with each other because of the confusion, making countless sounds like beating iron.
Yunqin's war horses are all trained rigorously. Even if they are facing the heavy spear that is like a forest, they will definitely collide with each other under the commander's command. However, in the face of these white colossus that are several times larger than themselves, the natural fear of these war horses is that even the rider on the saddle is useless to control them desperately.
The Yunqin army was never afraid to be stronger than its opponents. However, at this moment, the heavy armored army wanted to fight the Shenxiang army, which was difficult to do for a while.
A shrill cry came from Zhang qiuxuan's mouth.
At the same time, the white crystal eyes on the ten metal demons' face armor flashed lightning like glare. The metal Cape behind them raised and began to run as fast as a low-level fly. They came to face at this moment and filled the whole Prajna corridor. They couldn't see how many gods and elephants there were.
These giant white elephants seem to have a slow pace, but each step is equivalent to the distance of four or five steps for ordinary war horses. The actual speed of progress is very terrifying.
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The leader, a man of practice wearing the heavy armor of the celestial demon, jumped up high and directly to the head of the white elephant. His hands were cold and sharp, and his sword was twining with the light of the royal blue, and turned towards the gold like electricity