Chapter 553： 553 air machine five

Chapter 553 Chapter 553 Air Machine Five

At the foot of Mingwu Mountain, there are a total of three formations, with the Junzi sword in the center as the core, forming three marks like plum blossoms.

Each position is hundreds of meters apart.

Zhang Rongfang's position is on the far right side of the formation, slightly behind.

At this time, circles of invisible sound waves spread around, forcibly tearing out a piece of flesh and armor in the Fengling Army.

The center is in the eye of the formation.

Dao Dao white air that ordinary people cannot see rises up. That is the cloud of suspicion is spreading.

The white air is like a living thing, forming streamers, surrounding a young child lying flat on the ground in the middle.

The young child is wearing a blue and purple robe with streamers, and his forehead is lightly tied with a silver ribbon. His face is peaceful and serene, as if he is sleeping.

Beside the young boy, there are several expert guards standing at the right moment.

Zhang Rongyu and Li Zhen stood side by side, looking at the white-haired old man holding a book on the opposite side.

The old man held a book in one hand and a long sword upside down in the other, with a ruddy and solemn face.

"There was a mistake on Liejiang's side, but it doesn't matter, we can just follow the plan here. As long as I don't mess up and the formation is on the rise, everything can be saved."

"Xiao Yu's strength is weak, and it all depends on Mr. Rong." Zhang Rongyu's voice is delicate, and there is a trace of weakness and helplessness on the pure and beautiful face, and the perfect figure is faintly full of temptation, which makes people bear it. I can't help but want to hug him into my arms and caress and protect him with all my strength.

Mr. Rong nodded. Before coming here, he had heard that Mrs. Yu was born beautiful and unparalleled, and her every move seemed to be seductive.

Now face to face, it really lives up to its reputation.

He suddenly sighed in his heart, and understood that it was no wonder that his apprentice was so fascinated that he couldn't sleep at night. He also came to beg himself to help.

If he met such a woman when he was young, he might not be able to fall asleep.

"Get up."

The long sword in his hand suddenly unfolded a sword flower, and amidst the silver light, he stabbed into the ground suddenly.

"Please virtuous!" He sternly shouted.

Suddenly, the sound of reading and chanting sutras slowly sounded in the surrounding white air.

The streamer of white air centered on the crowd, suddenly seemed to have a backbone, and quickly spun around the young child.

This rotation is getting faster and faster, more and more urgent.

Soon, the hissing invisible airflow began to form an invisible whirlwind, spreading and flying in all directions.

The invisible wind blows out the mist, and in the blink of an eye, it covers hundreds of meters to thousands of meters around, or even farther.

There was an inexplicable sound in the wind, like the sound of reading, but if you listen carefully, you can’t tell what you are reading.

All the Yimeng soldiers who were blown by this wind felt their fighting spirit weakened, and they hesitated a lot when swinging the sword in their hands.

Thoughts of doubts and doubts emerged from their hearts.

‘What am I working so hard for? '

‘Is it meaningful to devote your whole life to that bit of hatred at the beginning? '

‘If you turn around and leave, put down your weapon and find a place to hide, maybe you can live a good and safe life’

Thoughts emerged one after another, and the Yimeng soldiers gradually became confused.

If you hesitate in your heart, you will hesitate in your hands, and if you hesitate, you will be injured.

On the battlefield, patches of Black Armor Rebel soldiers began to collapse faster. They were defeated by the Fengling Army, and after losing their fighting spirit, they began to collapse in a chain.

Even if Zhang Rongfang made a commotion on the sidelines, this commotion is nothing to a large battlefield with tens of thousands of people on both sides.

As long as the flag belonging to the general is still there. Still standing tall, the Fengling Army remained motionless like a rock, forcibly resisting the attack of the Yimeng army.

Bang bang!

Amidst several explosions, two of the worshipers of the Fengling Army exploded part of their bodies, releasing the spirit thread to sweep across.

Wherever the silver spiritual thread passed, everything was cut off and divided into two parts.

But before they raged for long, a lightning-like figure brought out an unfathomable and strange arc from the side, and hugged a person's body from its side.

Amid the hissing sound of sucking blood.

All the spiritual lines froze suddenly, then turned black and dissipated into fly ash.

The warrior worshiper froze in place, as if his computer had crashed, and then his life was easily reaped.

There are still many scenes like this in the battlefield. The extreme masters, the blood-born Taoists of Renxianguan, and the god-worshiping masters are fighting fiercely with each other.

The influence of the array has little effect on them. After accidentally injuring people around one after another, the area where the masters fought was naturally given up piece by piece.

These lands are like rocky islands exposed in the sea.

Zhang Rongfang's huge seven-meter-high body stood in the middle of a shattered basin. It is the largest piece of the island.

Looking around, his eyes quickly locked on the flag of the chief general who was moving towards the distance.

The two armies are facing each other, as long as the main general is defeated, the victory or defeat of most of the sergeants can be determined.

In this kind of ancient war, the handsome flag represents the soul of the army and is the backbone of all soldiers.

The commander-in-chief flag fell, and the army was like a chicken without a head. In an instant, it was broken down from a whole into countless individual pieces.

The shelling around him was still bombarding him intermittently.

But to no avail.

With his special talent at this time, plus the healing ability of super speed recovery. The bombardment of the shells is to make him shake his body slightly, that's all.

"This height." Zhang Rongfang was condescending, looking at the Fengling Army who were madly attacking him all around.

In his eyes at this moment, these sergeants were like children, holding toys and constantly testing themselves.

"Let's make a quick decision. It's just a branch stronghold."

To avoid long nights and dreams, reduce losses. He didn't intend to procrastinate to continue the test.

"Concentrate the artillery fire!" Suddenly, the commander Zhou Yufeng's expression turned cold in the distance, and he raised his right hand.

Boom!

This time, a cannonball hit Zhang Rong's face hard at a speed much faster than all the previous cannonballs.

The huge impact caused him to throw his head back.

At the same time, five figures soared from the surroundings, surrounded Zhang Rongfang, formed a pentagon, and cut off their own wrists at the same time.

"Cut!"

Five people drank at the same time.

Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish!

Five silver spiritual lines flew out from their wrist ports, like five silver scalpels, cutting around Zhang Rongfang fiercely from different angles.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

In an instant, five **** mouths appeared on Zhang Rongfang's body.

but.

These three-meter-long blood mouths only existed for half a second

In the blink of an eye, he healed again. As if never hurt.

The five people around who made the shot, just as the spirit thread was withdrawn from the body, all of them turned black, their bodies stiffened, and they knelt down on the ground. After a while, they slowly fell to the ground, unable to move, as if they were poisoned.

Zhang Rongfang came back to his senses and didn't pay attention to the people around him at all. He watched the dark green sea of ​​trees around him being destroyed and riddled with holes.

Pieces of trees collapsed and were cut off, and the grassland could not see its original color at all, it was all yellowish black rotten soil.

"It's time to end."

He raised his right arm, spread his five fingers, and looked in the direction of Lieutenant General Zhou Yufeng.

At this time, the distance between the two has reached 300 meters. Still pulling away.

"The Twelve Immortal Methods."

"Shrink!"

At the same time, the special talent super speed movement is activated, and the super speed effect of the final pose is automatically activated.

The combination of the two is a magic trick.

Boom!

Zhang Rongfang has disappeared in the same place.

The distance of 300 meters is reached in an instant.

Shua!

Everything that stood in the way between the two was smashed to pieces by the huge impact force of Zhang Rongfang's body at this moment.

Looking from a distance, I can only see a red line linking the two together within a second.

Zhou Fengyu's complexion changed drastically. As early as the moment his sight was locked, he roared and roared.

A streak of silver light was released from his body. At the same time, a large cloud of suspicious clouds and mist spread in all directions, covering the surrounding area.

And this little reaction time is only enough for him to use up his seance.

But alas, everything is meaningless.

The three blood lotuses behind Zhang Rongfang trembled, and all doubts were dispersed.

As if teleporting, he appeared in front of Zhou Yufeng, his body soared into the air, and he slapped down.

The one-meter-long giant palm looked like a canopy from top to bottom. Combined with the opportunity to defend against the enemy, it completely covered all Zhou Yuyu's dodging positions.

"Final ceremony!" Zhou Yuyu's eyes lit up with a dazzling silver light, and the huge aura belonging to the gods and Buddhas was released just a little before being crushed down by the huge palm.

Before his newly awakened consciousness had time to erupt, his eyes went dark, and everything fell into eternal silence.

Zhang Rongfang didn't even have time to see what the opponent was and what he looked like.

I felt a pain in the palm of my hand, as if I had exploded a prickly ball.

He raised his hand and saw that the palm was dripping with blood, and there were many blood holes.

But soon, after a second, all the blood holes completely healed and recovered.

Looking at the place where the martyr Zhou Yuyu was, there was only a cloud of black ash left in place.

Obviously, the spiritual thread of worshiping God was corroded by his own blood and completely dissipated.

This is the power of speed.

The main general was dead, so he grabbed the commanding flag, broke it, and threw it up.

"The main general is dead! Kneel down and never die!"

He doesn't know how to lead troops to fight, but he also knows that after the death of the main general, the army will be in chaos.

But to his surprise, Feng Lingjun not only did not stop, but quickly retreated, leaving him a large space.

In the distance, there is a large piece of fog diffused from the formation, floating towards here.

The surrounding battle situation did not collapse as he expected, but the Allied Alliance Army collapsed faster.

When the fog fell, all the allied forces knelt down and cried, giving up resistance. Some gritted their teeth and insisted, but their movements were slow and hesitant, and they were still killed by several moves.

Some were disturbed and exposed their flaws, and were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"kill!"

"God will have an order to form a giant formation!"

Amidst the loud shouts, one after another military orders were passed on.

Feng Lingjun did not know when, and quickly formed a large circular formation around Zhang Rongfang.

Combined with the white mist that just filled the air, a stronger sense of **** spread to Zhang Rongfang's body. At least 20% of his speed and strength were suppressed at once. It's like adding more than ten tons of weight to its body.

He looked around, frowning slightly.

'If it were an ordinary army, it should have been disintegrated by now, but this Fengling Army really lives up to its reputation. '

The fog had already submerged the surrounding Fengling army and disappeared without a trace. If he wanted to break the army, he had to break the fog formation first.

"This is a military force. The Lord has never seen it before?" Ran Xinyue walked out easily from behind.

Looking at Zhang Rongfang, who was seven meters high in the mist, she opened her mouth slightly, and sighed unconsciously.

They notified Renxianguan at the beginning, hoping that it would cooperate in actions to encircle and suppress the Mingwu Mountain army. I just hope that Zhang Rongfang can help contain a spirit general.

But now. It's too exaggerated, it's far beyond the task!

Ran Xinyue was speechless, she was well-informed. I have followed the president and Yue Dewen before, and I have not seen too many top experts.

But like Zhang Rongfang, this is the first time she sees her.

It was only now that she suddenly understood why both the chairman and Yue Dewen had favored this person in front of him and treated him differently.

That's because, this is a growing genius who will be comparable to the emperor's master in the future

"Army? What is this?" Zhang Rongfang waved his hand, trying to disperse the fog. At the same time, the blood lotus on the back trembled, trying to dispel the mist.

But all failed.

This does not seem to be purely suspicious.

(end of this chapter)