The Immortal Taoist Chapter 278: The demon cloud makes a move

(Maopu Chinese) "The gap is too big, this will be killed."

"If the warriors of the Asura tribe are as powerful as Pan Lang, do we still have a chance of winning."

"How is it possible, Pan Lang must be one of the most powerful warriors among them, otherwise, he would not be the first to call a war."

The first battle started quickly and ended faster. Pan Lang used a spear to pick up the corpse of the peak of the heavens, to celebrate the victory. The warriors of the Asura tribe cheered to their hearts' content. The triumph of the young patriarch made their confidence skyrocket, thinking that the more than 1,000 warriors in front of them were vulnerable.

Some of the young disciples turned pale, and Pan Lang's strength really scared them. If it was them who had just shot, then they are their corpses who were provoked by Pan Lang to demonstrate. Pan Lang has two heads and four arms. Among the warriors of the Asura tribe, there are still three heads and six arms, wouldn't it be more difficult to fight.

"Too weak, dare not to stand up for a stronger one."

Pan Lang threw the corpse away, and used the blood-stained spear to point the sword demon in the direction where they were. Among the more than 1,000 warriors, some of them were the pinnacle heavenly monarch, and the sword demon would definitely not be strong. It is the peak of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and he is indeed not afraid of Pan Lang, but unfortunately he is only in the middle of the Heavenly King Realm and is not Pan Lang's opponent.

"I am coming."

Another pinnacle Heavenly Monarch stood up, and it surprised Pan Lang. Pan Lang thought that the battle just now could scare away the guts of the Celestial Warriors. Who knows, his voice just fell off. There is a pinnacle Tianjun who is not afraid of his combat power, and is ready to fight him in life and death.

I have seen Pan Lang fight against other peak heavenly monarchs, and he dared to fight, which shows that his strength is not bad. If he has no confidence in himself, he will definitely not come out and die, and fight against the warriors of the Asura tribe, without discussing. The argument does not divide the outcome, only life and death.

"Wan Mu Wang Quan."

He mastered the root of the fifth level of wood. With one punch, thousands of ancient trees rose into the sky. The nine paths condensed into a cyan shadow of the fist, which seemed to be able to smash the sky, fiercely. The ground smashed against Pan Lang, the young patriarch of the seventh tribe. Thousands of ancient trees fell at this moment, like a heavenly sword, sharp and terrifying.

"A bit capable, but unfortunately, not enough."

Pan Lang roared, holding a spear in both hands, and spinning quickly. The spear is like a bronze mirror. It is not ventilated. No matter how many ancient trees fall, they are all crushed by the spear. At the same time, he holds it. The hands holding the sword suddenly exerted force, and the sword crossed the sky and slashed on the cyan shadow of the fist. There was a loud noise, and the cyan shadow of the fist showed dense cracks.

Tianjun, the pinnacle of imperial power, moved his feet, as if shrinking to an inch, and instantly came to Pan Lang's body. A pair of fists hit Pan Lang's chest fiercely, even if Pan Lang With four arms, it was too late to resist, so he had to bear his punch for a living.

"Don't talk about the peak heavenly monarch, even if it is the former Tianzun, I still can't stand my fist strength, let me die."

He thought that the punch just now had smashed Pan Lang’s internal organs. Then, he only needed one punch after another to kill Pan Lang. Unfortunately, the facts are different from what he thought, Pan. Lang's body was far more tyrannical than he thought. The punch just now only made Pan Lang feel painful.

The spear pierced, the war knife slashed, Pan Lang’s two arms, attacking at the same time, the peak of the imperial power, Tianjun finally realized, what is meant by two fists and four hands, he only has one pair of fists. Pan Lang has four hands. If he continues to fight, he has no chance of winning.

"I just want to retire now, is it too late."

Pan Lang was aware of the opponent's intentions, and the speed of his shots was getting faster and faster. The two of them played fast. Pan Lang's double-headed and four-arms showed an absolute advantage. He was born in Emperor Pin. The peak of the power, Tianjun, was careless, and half of his shoulder was cut off by Pan Lang's sword.

"Brother, be careful."

A young disciple exclaimed that he wanted to commit suicide to Pan Lang and rescue his brother, but the warrior of the Asura tribe had already noticed him. Once he took action, the warrior of the Asura tribe would definitely follow him. When he shot, he would not only not be able to save his brother, but he might also take his own life.

"It was you who wanted to fight me. Why, now I know I'm afraid."

Pan Lang’s face was grinning. Tianjun, the peak of imperial power, was preparing to refute, but his pupils contracted suddenly because he felt a sharp pain, and a spear penetrated his In the chest, even though he was more powerful than the peak Tianjun who shot first, their fate is the same.

Another Pinnacle Heavenly Monarch was killed, and the aura of the Asura tribe's warriors is even stronger. Even if the number of the Asura tribe's warriors is not as good as that of Yao Yun and their alliance, their aura has surpassed that of Yao Yun and theirs. The alliance, only the strength demonstrated by Pan Lang, has surpassed most of the peak heavenly monarchs present.

"Who else."

Pan Lang laughed and killed the two peak heavenly monarchs in a row, which made him feel good. Although many warriors from the heavens could not understand his face, they did not have the courage to stand up because the battle with Pan Lang ended. There is only a dead end. In order to survive, you must bear it, or you must bear it if you cannot bear it.

"Me."

Yao Yun had to stand up. She proposed the alliance first. If she did nothing at this juncture, it would inevitably make other people feel that the alliance is fragile. Although she is only a woman, her strength , Must be much more powerful than the previous two peak heavenly monarchs.

The peak heavenly monarchs of the major forces are ashamed, fortunate, and stunned. It is not that there are no peak heavenly monarchs stronger than the previous two, but they have not yet figured out Pan Lang’s trump card. They didn't want to make a rash move when they were not sure how strong Pan Lang was.

"Tsk tusk, is there no one in your heavens, and let a beautiful beauty fight with me. If I destroy the flowers, won't she die tragically under my spear."

Two consecutive victories, Pan Lang has already begun to swell, thinking that the Celestial Martial Artist is not worth mentioning. What's more, Yao Yun is still a beautiful woman, which greatly reduces his vigilance. Throughout the ages, which era is more than a man Strong, there are empresses, but can the number of empresses be comparable to men?

"Destroy flowers by hand." Yao Yun curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "If you have the ability to destroy flowers by hand, please come here."

Even if you lined up outside the martial arts corridor, Yao Yun did not go all out. For her, entering the martial arts corridor a few hours earlier and entering the martial arts corridor a few hours later is no different. Of course, If she was asked to wait at the end, she would definitely not be happy.

A snow-white fox's tail, from the top of Yaoyun's head, sweeps towards Pan Lang. The Nine-Tailed Monster Fox is the most powerful race. When dealing with Pan Lang, Yao Yun intends to attack the Holy Land of the Foxes by his will. There are countless ways to attack the will, Yaoyun is the saint of the Tianhu Holy Land, and you can learn as much as you want.

Pan Lang is the will of the king, and the will of the demon cloud is also the will of the king, but demon cloud believes that the will of the will, Pan Lang is definitely not her opponent, if it is the will of the demon cloud to attack, it is not as good as an asura, then She still has any face to say that she belongs to the nine-tailed monster fox clan.

"Since you want to compare your will, the young patriarch will play with you."

Don’t even think of him as a young patriarch. In fact, he has lived for three thousand years. Such a long time is enough for him to reach the top in all aspects. If it were not limited by the rules of the Asura world, he would have been able to break through to the heaven. In the realm, Yao Yun used will to attack, Pan Lang had no fear at all.

The time that the Shura clan was imprisoned in the Shura realm is too long, so long that they have forgotten that the nine-tailed monster fox clan is the most willful race in the world. If you replace it with the genius of the Shura clan in the wild period, you will never be stupid. Compete with the genius of the nine-tailed monster fox clan.

Pan Lang used his will to condense into a war knife and slashed it on the snow-white fox's tail. There was no violent collision as imagined. Instead, it seemed like a knife smashed the cotton, making Pan Lang feel uncomfortable. He did not wait. Pan Lang came slowly, and another snow-white fox's tail swept over.

He didn’t continue to use the sword, because the sword was useless, so Pan Lang used his will to condense into a spear~IndoMTL.com~ He was going to use the spear to roll up the fox’s tail. Unfortunately, he didn’t succeed, because the second The tail of a fox is as solid as a rock, not only is it not soft, but also seems to be harder than a local weapon.

Immediately afterwards, a third snow-white fox tail appeared. Pan Lang just hesitated for a moment before condensing into a war knife again. Pan Lang didn’t know whether the third snow-white fox tail was soft or It is hard, so he still intends to slash it. If it is soft, although he has not taken advantage, he has not suffered. If it is hard, he is confident that he can gain the upper hand.

"The projection of the world of will."

At this moment, Yao Yun suddenly used the projection of the world of will, and the remaining six snow-white fox tails appeared at the same time. Pan Lang had no choice but to use the projection of the world of will. Only for a moment, Pan Lang sensed something was wrong, as if he was in a quagmire, Pan Lang only felt soft.

Up to now, Pan Lang still doesn’t know that he is in the middle of the game, then he is a fool. Unfortunately, the projection of the will of the Yao Yun is too strong, so powerful that Pan Lang Ming knows that the will can’t fight the Yao Yun, so he can still only fight with the Yao Yun. Continue to fight, it is not that Pan Lang wants to fight, but now that once Pan Lang withdraws his will, his will world will definitely be hit hard.

"Son, you have to remember that the more beautiful women, the less you can't underestimate them, because beautiful appearance is their best disguise."

Pan Lang’s ears heard the words of the seven patriarchs. The seven patriarchs had taught him before, but unfortunately he had forgotten them cleanly. Now, Yao Yun’s will attack is like a thousand troops and horses. Pan Lang's world of will, Pan Lang's body is faltering, as if it might fall down at any time.

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