Chapter 974

"Kill!"

Black light rippling, the tower is actually out of a figure, he is full of swords, a pair of pupil is actually no pupil, it is a puppet!

"Heijue, kill him!"

Mo Yan's voice dropped. The puppet, known as black Jue, twists his neck rigidly. The eyes without pupil tightly locked the elder of the second oak.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Elder cijiao was staring at the puppet tightly, but he did not show weakness. He constantly injected magic power into the big knife in his hand. In an instant, it was tens of meters huge.

Slightly waving, the wave of terror, as if even the sky can be opened!

"Die!"

The second oak and magic Yan shout with one voice, the former wields the big knife in his hand, the terrible knife awn flies, and the air is divided into two!

Black Jue also rushed out at the moment. When he lifted his hand, he pulled out the sword he had inserted in his body. When he waved it slightly, the terrible sword awn was slashed out!

"Bang!"

The roar of terror resounded, accompanied by a cloud of smoke. He immediately isolated the situation in the field. Even Zhao Yi's divine consciousness could not see the situation clearly for a time.

"Who won the battle?"

In all people's hearts, such questions flooded in, and their eyes were cast dead in the past, not daring to blink.

A gentle breeze passed. When seeing the situation inside, the students who watched the war secretly in the distance couldn't help but take a breath.

The black sword light and the second oak's knife awn swept over a man's body. The man waved his big hand and caught the sword light and knife awn by his only hand. It was so easy to crush it with divine power!

Two king of God's all-out strike, so, was broken?!

Zhao Yi's heart has already been stormy. Call the Almighty demon, want to check the strength of this person!

"The other side is too strong, with the master's current strength, temporarily unable to inquire for you."

However, the Almighty little demon said this sentence, then shrunk up. No matter how Zhao Yi called, there was no response.

"Secondary oak, magic fire. What's the matter with you two? As one of the nine elders of tianxianzong. Don't you know that it's forbidden to fight privately in charge of one side's power? "

The man raised his eyes, coldly staring at the two people who had a big fight. The terrible pressure spread and made them bent back and sweating.

"Please check the emperor of Wuling God. He is a criminal in the fire prison Pavilion. We are no more than a theory, but we are strongly resisted by them, and we have no choice but to move our hands! "

One side of the second gentian even busy way, he did not think of it for a time. At this time, the king of Wuling was shocked directly!

After all, this man is the highest level of the whole heaven Xianzong!

"Moyan, is there such a thing?"

Wu Ling Shen Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his terrible divine power was enveloped in magic flame crazily. The later's accomplishments were suppressed and could not move. Even his whole body had to kneel down to the ground!

"No!"

Magic Yan bit his teeth, and the magic power constantly running in his body is resisting with that kind of pressure.

Zhao Yi suddenly stood by the side of Moyan when he could not hold on to it. The blood of the dragon clan was activated, but he was still oppressed by the pressure.

"Well?"

Soon, the king of Wuling noticed that Zhao Yi, a little god in the early days, was able to withstand his pressure!

"You are..." One side of the magic Yan some puzzled.

"You can't carry it on your own."

Zhao Yi smile, dark eyes flash a touch of firmness, obviously has made up his mind.