Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1177: Angrily kill Pang Xuan
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Chapter 1177 Angrily kills Pang Xuan
"Swish swish..."
Pang Xuan immediately used the Hidden Arrows, six short arrows of cold light, and shot Han Yu quickly.
Han Yu's spear shook, and a wave of air rushed out, which shook all the six short arrows.
"Holy Son, save me!" Pang Xuan shouted in horror. Feeling the murderous aura on Han Yu, she felt that death was so close for the first time.
"Go away!" The Wuji Sage was furious, trying to break through the blockade of Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang and the masked woman.
However, although he is infinitely powerful, the three of them are extraordinary and vulgar, especially the latter two are extremely powerful.
"Shit!"
The long spear in Han Yu's hand, the dragon spirit disappeared, the golden scales fell apart, revealing the purple barrel. He went through the void, pierced Pang Xuan's abdomen, and fixed her on the wall.
"Evil thief, my father will not let you go!" Pang Xuan roared with all her strength, her eyes staring like fish-eyes.
"Ah!"
Sage Son of Promise roars like crazy.
It's not that he loves Pang Xuan so much, it's just that Han Yu actually killed the elite of the Promise Hall in front of him, which is a great shame for him.
However, there is nothing he can do.
As long as the ancient books are still in his hands, Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang and the masked woman will not give him any chance to get out.
Han Yu turned his head and looked at Lu Chenhao who was lying on the ground. At this time, Lu Chenhao was already sober.
His face is as gray as death, and his eyes are full of despair.
"Give me a good time!" Lu Chenhao slowly closed his eyes, and his lifeless voice slowly sounded.
"Hmm..."
Blood flew up and splashed all over the ground. Han Yu turned and left with the gun in his hand.
All the grievances and grievances, so far, all ended. But deep in his heart, there was no pleasure at all after killing the enemy.
Han Yu took a few steps, suddenly stopped, and slowly closed his eyes. The world seemed to have stopped suddenly.
The battle between Wuji Shengzi and others seemed to be silent.
"Boom!"
Wou Ji Shengzi didn't pay attention, he was hit by Linglong Treasure Car, and he flew out, blood-staining the sky.
Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao are dead, he has nothing to worry about.
"Bitch, get out of me!"
Sage Son of Promise was furious, his body turned a few times in the void, avoiding Linglong Treasure Car. The Liangyi Divine Sword traversed two wonderful arcs and hit the Linglong Treasure Car from both sides.
"Dangdang..."
Two loud noises sounded, the two swords of the two instruments were shaken off, and the Linglong treasure car was undamaged.
"Tweet!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched cry sounded, and a colorful divine phoenix flew out from between the hands of the masked woman, rising against the storm, her wings cut off the void.
Suddenly, a sacred breath radiated out, as if the real ancient sacred beast phoenix appeared in the world.
The colorful divine phoenix just wiped the left wing against the hand of the Promise Saint Child, and wiped out a terrifying scar, splashing blood.
Sage Child Wuji had a pain in his wrist, and the ancient book in his hand was not grasped, and he flew out. The colorful **** phoenix probing claws firmly grasped the ancient book in the claws. The woman in the mask wanted to take the opportunity to retreat.
Suddenly, a huge fist mark cut across the void and hit the colorful **** phoenix **** the abdomen. The colorful **** phoenix was directly broken up, and the ancient books revolved in the storm.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the masked woman, swished towards Zhao Mingchen, her palms fired together, and seven palms shot out in a blink of an eye.
"Boom boom boom..."
Every palm of the masked woman possesses the power of opening mountains and cracking the earth.
Zhao Mingchen shook his seven palms forcibly, and his body was shaken upside down and hit the wall, bleeding constantly in his mouth.
The masked woman glanced at Zhao Mingchen indifferently, and rushed to the ancient book again.
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhao Mingchen coughed violently, and slowly stood up, looking at the three people in the melee, a look of helplessness appeared on his face.
Compared to the three, he is still inferior.
However, he is not discouraged. All three of them have higher cultivation bases than him. It is reasonable that he is not an opponent. He believes that as long as he breaks through to Wu Wang Jiuzhong as soon as possible, he can definitely compete with the three.
Zhao Mingchen was also free and easy and gave up decisively. He glanced at Han Yu complicatedly, and walked out of the fifth palace, clutching his chest.
Zhao Mingchen's withdrawal did not affect the intensity of the battle in the slightest.
Yu Qianshuang, the masked woman, and the Promise Sage are all fighting for battle, equally terrifying.
At this time, all three of them had a real fire.
"Hundred Swords and Thousand Kills!"
Secondly, the Sage Son who held the ancient book in his hand once again swung his sword with one hand, and suddenly the sword intent rushed into the sky. Suddenly, from his sword, it was like a flood bursting with countless sword lights. .
"Boom..."
The densely packed sword awns, like a bee wave, make your scalp numb when you look at it.
"Boom..."
Yu Qianshuang's exquisite treasure car smashed through the void, not afraid of the sword tide, and let the sword light bombard the exquisite treasure car.
The masked woman once again displayed the kind of magical powers just now. The gods and phoenixes are in the sky, and their wings are like heavenly swords, which can cut through the world.
The sound of the explosion of air was deafening, and soon the Promise Saint Child’s hundred swords and a thousand killings were resolved.
Wuji Shengzi once again hit the two hard, and was shocked to fly out and hit the palace wall.
"Yu Qianshuang, have the ability to come out for a battle!" The Promise Sage was annoyed. Yu Qianshuang was sitting in the Linglong Treasure Car. The Linglong Treasure Car was unstoppable for defense.
Yu Qianshuang didn't say a word, and Baoche went ahead.
Wuji Shengzi took a deep breath and threw the ancient book to Linglong Treasure Car. Then they attacked Yu Qianshuang with the masked woman.
Although Yu Qianshuang did not urge Linglong to fight, but Linglong’s defense made her invincible. This is not a good thing for the Promise Saint Child and the masked woman.
The two seemed to have a sharp heart. For a while, no one was in a hurry to fight for the ancient books, and they kept killing Linglong cars.
"Boom boom boom..."
A loud noise was deafening, and Linglong treasure car was beaten by the two great arrogances to retreat and then retreat. Suddenly, the masked woman landed on the Linglong car, and slammed the door of the Linglong car open with a palm, turning into a light and rushed in.
Suddenly the treasure car trembled, and there was a terrifying sound of fighting from inside the car.
Wuji Shengzi was overjoyed when he saw this, the masked woman and Yu Qianshuang entangled and gave him a chance. Kicked the Linglong car with one kick, and then rushed towards the ancient book.
"Om..."
Suddenly, the void shuddered. In the bright hall, thick smoke suddenly rose up, and the Promise Sage was instantly enveloped in the smoke, and he lost his sense of direction.
"Swish..."
A sharp piercing sound rang out and disappeared, just suddenly.
"Mission formation?" Saint Wuji's body shook suddenly, a terrifying wave of air swept out, the smoke dissipated, and the formation pattern in the void was annihilated.
The ancient books and Han Yu have disappeared.
"Damn it!" The Wuji Son was furious, and didn't even want to rush out of the palace gate to chase him.
"Boom!"
In the Linglong treasure car, the masked woman rushed out, with messy hair and disheveled clothes, looking a little embarrassed. Without time to sort out, he chased the Wuji Shengzi away.
The Linglong treasure car spun in the void for a while, hit the wall before stopping, and rushed out of the palace gate quickly.
The fifth palace was bustling for a while, and then fell silent.