The sound is particularly harsh at this moment.
People stare at the white night with wide eyes.
Who could have thought that the space edge power of the dark stars was perfectly resisted by the white night, hitting him, even a little mark could not be made!
The dark star's face was stunned, but also some incredible.
He didn't smell a trace of spirituality flowing on his body at night.
That is to say, the white night just now completely relied on his own physical strength to receive the blow.
But... His body doesn't look strong.
Judging from the texture and Qi meaning, it can't support the battle style of Brahman.
How can a single Sanskrit combat body resist its own chaotic space blade?
What magic weapon was used?
There is no sign of the white night!
The dark star's face gradually sank, unable to think of a clue, but also know that this person has two down, immediately step a jump, backward retreat.
But the white night will not let him leave, immediately carry the sword to chase up.
The huge brute force made him break away from the chain that Wei Buxian was bound to. Wei Buxian was shocked back by the strength of the chain.
"Stop him!"
The stars are not flustered.
The reason why he retreated was not that he was afraid of the white night, but that he didn't know the depth of the man. He was always cautious in his work and never dared to be big. Even if his guard Tong was bullied, he would not be arrogant and red faced with others. Instead, he would try to make a test, otherwise he would not bring gifts to this commander-in-chief.
However, none of us ever thought that the Dragon Jue, who was established in Outland, is such a terrible power.
However, seeing his hands loose in the white night, the nine soul sword rhyme urged him to abandon the divine sword and Lihuang sword in a moment, and the terrible sword spirit whirled around like a storm.
Those close to the white night were all torn by the terrible sword, and their bodies were torn to pieces and splashed with blood mist.
Under Hongbing, any flesh and blood is like paper paste.
"Hongbing is really worthy of being a Hongbing!" Wei Buxian was staring at him with a touch of greed in his eyes.
No one loves such a magic weapon.
"My Lord, we are afraid that we are not enemies with this red soldier." A deacon rushed over, full of fear and helplessness.
All the strong men of the commander's office of Wanshi arrived. They were all besieging the white night. However, there were Hongbing blocking them. They could not hurt the white night at all, and there were people falling down constantly. If it goes on like this, the commander's office of Wanshi will not be slaughtered by the white night.
But Wei Buxian was not in a hurry.
He looked at the dark stars that were out of the crowd, and the stars were just looking at him.
Tacitly, they nodded tacitly, as if they had reached some consensus.
Only listen to Wei Buxian low drink voice: "listen, order down, all people attack and kill white night, all hands, no mercy!"
"But it's impossible to get close to him now." The deacon was stunned and trembled.
In the white night, there is sword spirit all around, and it is still the sword spirit of Hongbing. Whoever comes near will die.
With these two swords, he was forced directly to the stars of the underworld. Even though this was the commander's mansion of ten thousand envoys, there was no one who could stop him.
However, Wei Bu Xian is mysterious smile, hoarse way: "you do it!"
Do it?
The Deacon's eyes tightened, and he could see that Wei Buxian's expression was light and steady. He didn't hesitate any more. He bit his teeth and rushed over. He roared like thunder.
"Listen to me! Let me kill you
Everyone was shocked.
However, the Deacon's attitude of duty bound also affected the public.
People can see that the spirit state of the white night is not high. However, facing such a person who can't make a great success of Xuanjun, they can't do anything. Naturally, they hold a breath in their hearts.
And now, it's opportunity.
People rushed to kill in anger.
However, as they approached the sword storm, two overlapping shouts rang through the palace of the commander of the ten thousand envoys.
"Tian Yi Fa Hua Jue!"
As soon as the sound fell, a halo like blue waves came from both sides of the white night.
White night frown, side head and look, just found that Wei Buxian and the Ming Star at the same time.
They did not know what kind of move they had launched, but when they saw the halo rolling, they were like two large golden nets covering his front and back.
In an instant, the sword storm around the white night disappeared.
The two swords were caught by the golden net on both sides of the white night.
That is the sword and the sword.
The breath of two Hongbing soldiers is completely isolated from the night!
It turns out that Wei Buxian and the stars of the underworld wanted to restrain the Hongbing of the white night to limit his strength.
In their view, white night can have such a terrible means, is from Hongbing's power and increase.The sword Qi disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding area of the white night immediately became a vacuum.
"Good! Very good
The leading deacon was ecstatic.
All of them were so excited that their eyes were killing like a hungry tiger looking at a lamb.
"It seems that the number of bridging layers of these two Hongbing soldiers is not high, so we can easily suppress these two Hongbing soldiers. Ha ha, now it depends on what other means he has!"
Wei Buxian laughed.
"My father is mighty!" Wei, Tang and Jin cried with joy.
"He's finished." Wei Buxian smiles.
The two trapped Hongbing with different methods. In other people's eyes, the white night at the moment is like a lion with claws, which can only be slaughtered.
All around the powerful people of the commander-in-chief's office rushed madly.
"No!"
"Vice mayor, that guy is in danger!"
All the people in Daliang changed color.
"Second uncle, we have to save him!" Liang river water small face a white, hastily said.
Her life is still in the hands of the white night, if there is a white night, then she must be buried with him.
However, Liang wusheng stopped the water of Liangxi which he wanted to rush through.
He gazed at the white night and said hoarsely, "we'll see it here."
"Second uncle!" Liangxi water is not willing.
But Liang wusheng shook his head again and again: "we can't save him by relying on us. At present, we can't protect ourselves. If we can't stop him, we'll kill him and leave here!"
When people around him heard this, they all showed despair.
Break through the siege and leave the four sides of Xuantian?
I'm afraid it's not much easier than saving the night?
But now... Do they have a choice?
Daliang city has no capital to save!
They can only silently watch, choose to believe in the white night, can only give their own destiny to this person.
However...
in the face of this desperate situation, the white night seems quite calm, without any panic at all.
The light of his hands.
But he saw that the Deacon's speed was the fastest. He took the lead in approaching the white night. His abdomen was violently folded up. Then he burst into a roar. A sound wave distorted the void around the white night and shattered his soul power.
"Time stagnates!"
"Space solidifies!"
After the Deacon's death, the two masters of the commander's mansion also drank one after another, releasing their mysterious power and beating the whole body in the daytime.
The Deacon's eyes blazed.
This is a golden opportunity!
His eyes were cold and cold. His hands overlapped and stabbed forward. The overlapped palms turned into a sharp and long sword Qi, which directly tore up the void and chaos, and roared to the white night with an unstoppable power.
How impressive!
The power of the world is incomparable!
But the next moment!
Whoosh!
The white night moved.
With only one punch, he smashed and killed him and hit the terrible sword spirit.
People breathe hard.
Then...
boom!!!
The violent explosion that shakes heaven and earth rings out.
The attack of the sword spirit was shattered by a ferocious sword spirit. The power of manba was like electric current, which spread all over the Deacon's body in an instant.
Bang!
The Deacon's body exploded on the spot, splashed into blood mist fireworks, and died miserably on the spot.
The world has been devastated!
"What?"
The audience was shocked.
All the people who came to the scene stopped and looked at the scene of the cautious people, all of them were frightened.
However, I can see the body moving in the white night, completely free from the constraints of time and space, as if in a flash into the crowd, dancing fists wildly.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Thump...
numerous dull noises burst out.
The white night is just like the gods coming down to the earth. Facing these souls, they are crazy to punch one by one, boxing to the flesh.
However, those who hit the fist must be killed on the spot. Their bodies are completely blown apart and splashed into pieces of meat. They are attached by the force of time, and there is no possibility of rebirth.
After a while, the attacking crowd was rioting.
There are always terrible red roses blooming in the crowd.
People howl, scream, scream, groan...
the whole scene turns into Purgatory.
In about 20 years of Kung Fu, hundreds of powerful people in the commander's office who rushed over died.
The white night stopped.
He was surrounded by blood mist, his fists were stained with blood, and there was no expression on his face.Those who were one or two steps better than him could not hold his fist. Even if he did not exterminate xuanhuang, it was only one blow.
For an instant, the scene was quiet.
Wei Buxian widened his eyes and looked at him stupidly.
Wei Tangjin was so scared that his legs became soft and he sat on the ground.
The remaining ten thousand made the strong man in the commanding mansion trembled wildly and watched the white night with fear.
Who could have expected that such a person who was not as good as Xuanjun would be so terrible.
The whole situation is completely controlled by white night!
"It seems that we have lost sight. His strength is not based on Hongbing." The dark star's expression became serious.
At this moment, he did not dare to look down on the white night.
As for the people of Daliang City, they were shocked by the terrible means of white night.
Liang river water raised his small face and looked at the white night in disbelief. His small mouth whispered out his voice.
"Second uncle, are we... Saved?"
"Yes..."
Liang wusheng was staring at the white night, and there was a strange light in his deep eyes: "if we can really be taken out of the four directions of Xuantian by this person... Maybe, we can really consider worshiping the Dragon Jue..."
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