Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1729: People’s strength is too weak

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Chapter 1729 Human strength is too weak

Looking at the Qi Tianjia suspended in front of him, Feng Aotian became excited. This Qi Tianjia, with black as the main tone, combined with a red cloud pattern, is very slim and slender compared with the men's wide Qi Tianjia, and it can be seen that its owner must be very good. This is the treasure Nixia Jia, the top unloading armor level of the wind tribe, and its defense is comparable to the defensive treasure clothing of the quasi-imperial soldier level.

"Whoever wants to move my Feng Clan must pay the price!" A terrible light flashed in Feng Ao Tian's eyes.

"Let me come!" Feng Xietian said.

"Let me come." Feng Zhentian did his part.

"None of you rob me, protect the people, and leave the rest to me." Feng Aotian thought, and the Qi Tianjia on his body retreated automatically and put Nixia Jia on his body. Although Nixia Jia is not worthy of Feng Aotian's figure, Nixia Jia can automatically change size, and Feng Aotian did not feel the slightest discomfort when wearing it.

Feng Zhentian and Feng Xietian quietly retreated. Suddenly the hall trembles with a rumbling noise. Not long after, ten beams of light are shot from multiple corners, hitting Feng Aotian's body, and Feng Aotian stretches out. He opened his hands and yelled up to the sky, his expression of pain on his face.

After the beam of light hit the body, it was quickly absorbed by Nixia Jia, and injected into Feng Aotian's body. Feng Aotian's breath began to soar.

About the time of a cup of tea, the light beam news, the aura on Feng Aotian's body has become extremely violent, comparable to a master of Wusheng's early stage Huaxing five-level realm.

Feng Aotian let out a long howl in his mouth, which turned into a ray of light and rushed out of the palace and rushed into the killing formation.

"You gang of wicked obstacles who do not live or die, come and die!" Feng Aotian urged Nixia Jia, and a terrifying chill erupted from Nixia Jia, as if **** suddenly flipped over, as strong as the second child. , There is a feeling of scalp numbness.

The cloud patterns on the Nixia Jia, instantly as if alive, turned into clusters of fire, and slammed into the Eighteen Horses of Chaotian.

"I can't help myself!" Old Jiu curled his mouth in disdain, pierced with a shot, and hit a ball of flames.

"Shit!"

The flame only came into contact with the spear, and instantly turned into several fire dragons, rushed on the spear, and ran into Old Jiu's arm.

"Ah..." In an instant, Old Jiu's palm was burned to fly ash.

Lao Bayan, who was next to him, swiftly moved his hand and cut with a palm knife, cutting off Lao Jiu's right hand from his elbow, preventing the flame from climbing up to Lao Ji's body.

The old nine-strong endured the severe pain and stepped back a few steps, with a look of horror on his face.

The old second snorted heavily and stood in front of everyone. The spear in his hand spun and pierced out, forming a terrifying storm in an instant, blasting all the flames back, hitting the Qitian armor, shaking the wind proudly Tianchu chuckles back a few steps.

"Wu Sage mid-stage Hualian first heavy?" Feng Aotian was shocked.

The second child's face was sullen, and another shot was stabbed, hitting Feng Aotian's chest heavily.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal transfer shattered the void, and Feng Aotian was shaken upside down, his face turned pale.

"Kill!"

The second child gave a low drink, and several people came quickly.

"Storm storm!" Feng Aotian urged Qi Tianjia with all his strength, and the fiery red clouds appeared on Qi Tianjia together with the formation pattern, turning into a terrible storm and attacking the second and other people.

"The dragon is shaking!"

The second child held a spear in one hand and spun and rushed into the storm. The terrifying vitality turned into a giant dragon, enclosing his whole person, really like a dragon swimming, alarming for nine days.

The dragon quickly passed by in the storm, and finally hit Feng Aotian's body heavily.

"Puff!" Feng Aotian was hit and coughed up blood.

Although Nixiajia's defense is amazing, although it is extremely hard, even if the second child makes a full blow, he can't score a single shot, but Feng Aotian's strength is always too weak to play one of the thousands of Nixiajia's. power.

The second child's attack power is a little bit through Nixia Jia, and he can't bear it.

Feng Zhentian and Feng Xietian saw this scene in their eyes. Even Feng Aotian, who was wearing a Nixia armor and forcibly raised his two levels of cultivation, was not an opponent. What else would the Feng Clan use to compete with Zhutian Eighteen? Riding a bucket.

"If you let Han Yu wear a Nixia armor, you can definitely block the eighteen riders of Zhutian." Feng Xietian said, now all hopes are pinned on Han Yu.

"Why isn't Han Yu coming yet, the elder can't hold on anymore." Feng Zhentian kept turning his head and looking behind him, never seeing Han Yu.

"I'll remind you again!" The storm hurriedly flew away.

Feng Xietian and Feng Aotian flew into the battlefield without hesitation, each holding a high-level saint in their hands, fully urging the eruption of terrifying power. However, with only one blow from the opponent, their attack collapsed, was shocked to cough up blood, and flew out of the battlefield.

"I don't need you!" Feng Aotian roared, holding a quaint sword in his hand, opening and closing, while retreating to block the progress of the Shaotian Eighteenth Cavalry.

Although the strength of the two sides is very different, with the defense of Nixia Jia and the attack and killing of the big sword in his hand, he can still hold on for a while.

"Damn Feng Yuntian, if it weren't for him, who could step into my Feng Clan for half a step?" Feng Zhentian roared.

"Why isn't Han Yu coming!" Feng Xietian was in a cold sweat.

"Boom!"

Feng Aotian was slapped heavily on the back by the second child, and was shocked to cough up blood.

Feng Zhentian and Feng Xietian were sorrowful. The Eighteen Horses of Zhutian are too strong, even if the final battle corpse is released, it will not have the slightest effect.

"Brother, why are you standing outside the door, Boss Han?" Feng Lang rushed into a cave in the back mountain, and when he saw Feng Lang standing outside the stone gate, he asked anxiously.

"The boss is in retreat to hit a new realm, and I didn't hear my voice." The storm said bitterly.

"It's not too late, let's break in." The wind and waves said fiercely.

"No, the boss must be at the critical moment of the breakthrough. We rushed in and accidentally let him go crazy, what should we do?" The wind and waves caught the wind and waves.

"But, the elder can't hold on anymore!" The storm was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Wait a little longer..." The storm clung to the storm's arm tightly.

In the secret room, Han Yu had heard the sound of the wind and waves a long time ago, and knew that something big had happened outside, but he was just at the point of breaking through, and he didn't dare to be distracted to respond to the wind and waves.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's dantian blasted a terrifying explosion, and the area of ​​the dantian began to increase rapidly. When it increased to a certain level, it slowly stopped. The aura on his body also exploded to the level of horror of Hualian Second Layer in the middle stage of Wu Sheng.

The second lotus flower on the holy palace turned into nine petals and successfully broke through.

Han Yu didn't have time to stabilize, so he hurriedly got up, opened the stone gate and rushed out.

"Boss, you are finally out!" The wind and waves are both overwhelming.

"Go!" Han Yu led the two, turning into a light and rushing to the mountain.