Beiyin Great Sage

"There's so much nonsense." Zhou Jia snorted softly:

"If you want to kill me, do it!"

"it is good!"

The applause was like thunder.

The ground under Feihu's feet exploded, stones splashed, raindrops rolled wildly, and the rain curtain in front of him shattered, creating ripples.

The distance between the two is more than ten feet, the distance is not too far.

But before the flying tiger's giant sword came out, a sense of ferocity and rage fell from the air, firmly locking Zhou Jia's every move.

"boom!"

The giant sword created waves of water.

Driven by the extreme speed, the epee weighing more than 400 catties broke through the heavy rain curtain, and slashed down obliquely like a thunderbolt.

Feihu's swordsmanship doesn't have too many tricks, only fast, accurate, and ruthless. Although simple, it is a martial skill that has been honed and honed from generation to generation.

Under the armor, Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed.

Different from the hasty confrontation before, this time the two confronted each other head-on, and the power of the opponent was clearly evident, which also surprised him.

The sword energy swept across, and his breathing was stagnant.

"call……"

His chest rose and fell, Zhou Jia's body swayed, his muscles suddenly bulged, and his whole body seemed to be a size bigger at this moment.

Violence!

Terrifying power surged from the body, and with the swing of the arm, the shield that shone with lightning had already struck towards the epee.

"Peng!"

The sword and shield collided, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye emerged from the contact point, sweeping across all directions instantly, and countless raindrops flew like sharp arrows.

Zhou Jia stepped back and turned sideways, his arm exploded with great force, and the double-edged ax slashed in a circular arc in the air, slashing towards Feihu's upper body with a dazzling thunder.

Under the two people's feet, the hard stone slab seemed to be made of tofu, and it was distorted and deformed by a random walk, and even collapsed on the spot.

"when……"

Feihu blocked with his horizontal sword, and with a slight shake of the sword, Zhou Jia retreated again.

Even though the violence had been aroused, the tiger man still had the upper hand when it came to strength.

This is not only a difference in cultivation realm, but also a difference in innate physique. Even if Zhou Jia's physical body has been tempered thousands of times, it cannot compare with the opponent.

The flying tiger is about ten feet long, more than two meters high, and weighs more than a thousand catties.

In addition to the armor on his body and the 400-jin epee in his hand, the total weight is almost two thousand catties, comparable to a body of steel, how can a mortal body compare?

"die!"

Feihu roared up to the sky, and danced wildly with his giant sword. The curtain of heavy swords almost overwhelmed a party of rain, and slammed down towards the figure in front of him.

"Boom!"

"Dong dong!"

With Zhou Jia's ax and shield in hand, he defended like a seal.

Not to mention strength, under the double shield of perfection, even the rain curtain was cut off, but he still had to retreat again and again under the powerful bombardment of the opponent.

The two kept colliding, and the ground exploded one after another.

Blink of an eye.

The long street is like being plowed by a rake, full of ravines.

Zhou Jia's body tensed up, the jade talisman around his waist flickered one after another, and the aura surged.

"Extreme speed!"

"Beast power!"

"King Kong!"

In an instant, his body lightened, his skin and flesh seemed to have an extra layer of defense, and an invisible force blessed the shield and axe.

Although the talisman is good, but with his strength, the range is actually not that big, but fortunately, he is already able to fight against his opponent.

at the same time.

"Twist!"

"Rotten bones!"

"slow!"

……

A lot of negative spells were thrown towards the flying tiger one after another.

"Spell?"

"A juggling thing!"

Facing the incoming spell, Fei Hu's eyes were full of disgust, he swung the giant sword in his hand, roared again and again, and the source power in his body surged, shattering the spiritual light on the spot.

This guy……

Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes.

Pure source power can shatter spells, how deep should the source power accumulate?

The three-element rectification method of the Tieyuan faction has paid great attention to the accumulation of source power, and it is said to be vigorous and thick, but let alone the ninth rank, it is afraid that the tenth rank is not as good as the opponent.

More than deep.

And full of endurance!

Obviously all the moves are extremely explosive, logically speaking, even Feihu's physical body should not be able to bear it.

But rather.

He slashed wildly, regardless of his physical strength, but he could continue without the slightest sign of weakness, as if he would never get tired.

simply……

Unreasonable!

As the thought turned, the double-edged ax in Zhou Jia's hand became brighter and brighter, and traces of electric light appeared on the blade of the axe, flickering on and off in the rain.

this weather.

The power of thunder will increase a lot.

……

……

……

"younger sister."

As soon as he jumped out of the back window, Qian Xiaoyun paused, looked gloomy, and looked at the figure ahead.

Qian Yunfan walked out slowly from the darkness and sighed softly:

"Give the child to me, take out your things, and go back with me. For the sake of the family, I believe dad will let you go."

"Humph!"

Qian Xiaoyun snorted coldly:

"He's not my father, he's gone crazy!"

"Crazy?" Qian Yunfan raised his head, his eyes were empty:

"This is a crazy world. Maybe someone like you is not normal."

"All things will eventually perish, and all living beings will perish. Only my lord's majesty will not fall. Sister, the path we are taking is the right one."

"It seems..." Qian Xiaoyun handed the child to the Star Clan woman behind him, shaking his long sword lightly:

"You've gone crazy too."

"Stubborn." Qian Yunfan shook his head:

"It seems that we will eventually kill each other as brothers and sisters."

"do not worry!"

He looked at Qian Xiaoyun, and said seriously:

"Even if this is Hong Zeyu, after you die, I will still bring your body back, which is considered a brother-sister relationship."

"You don't have to." Qian Xiaoyun sneered, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword light flashed, piercing through a sneaking figure behind him:

"I still want to live well, take Huo Zhen and live on!"

"Huo... Really?" Qian Yunfan's eyes shrank, and the little warmth left in his eyes completely disappeared, and he waved lightly with one hand:

"on!"

"Kill her!"

sound off.

Dark shadows came from all directions, and before people arrived, all kinds of arrows and streamers had already fallen towards Qian Xiaoyun.

"Go upstairs!"

Qian Xiaoyun shouted, the cold light of the sword in his palm flickered like snowflakes, cutting off the incoming attack, protecting the people behind him and retreating upwards.

"Heh..." Qian Yunfan shook his head:

"You can't escape."

upstairs.

Luo Xiuying curled up, trembling, hearing the roaring, roaring, and violent shaking that were getting closer and closer.

a moment.

Zheng!

An ear-piercing, clanging cry came from below.

The sound seemed to be a carefree moan, it obviously came from a dead thing, but it had the charm of living things.

"how come?"

Qian Yunfan's frightened cry sounded:

"Your surname is Qian, why..."

Before the cry ended, it turned into an angry roar:

"on!"

"Let's go together and kill her!"

"Cut her to pieces!"

Roaring was the same as before, but it seemed that there was more fear than before.

……

……

……

Thunder cut!

A dazzling thunder burst out in the sky.

The land of tens of feet was completely covered by lightning, and the raindrops were stagnant, conducting lightning and lightning, which also increased the power of the thunder ax technique by several chips.

Rao Feihu's skin is firm and fleshy, his stamina is amazing, and his body can't help but stiffen.

Twin tail shears!

Sweeping thousands of troops in anger!