Heavenly God Mnemonic

The people around gathered cautiously, and the True Essence circulated in the body, surrounding Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan poured his true qi into the night of the Hundred Ghosts, and immediately aroused a dark breath, and there were a lot of howling ghosts and wolves, which was frightening.

The warriors behind them all looked at the sword in horror, surprised and happy, happy that such a terrifying weapon was in the hands of their own people.

Han Kai looked at the people coldly, a sneer appeared on his sane face, his hands circled in front of him, and the fine lines waved.

The ripples are like water, sloshing out several feet away, and concealing into the void, with strange symbols constantly flashing within.

Han Kai opened his ten fingers, gently pressing on the water pattern, and his true energy surged in.

Suddenly, he let out a beast-like roar in his mouth, as if full of anger and hostility, the soul light swayed under his ten fingers, a large amount of qi vortex was dispersed, and the rules of all things were continuously broken down.

The water pattern instantly expanded, doubled, tripled..., spread out like a dome, covering everyone in!

Yang Qingxuan yelled and said, "Shoot!"

The night of the Hundred Ghosts was dark, and the sword power had already been compressed to the extreme, a little bit of spirit burst out of the air, making a sharp howling, accompanied by the howling of the ghosts and the dancing of the demons, the hall seemed to be turned into purgatory in an instant!

At the same time, dozens of other people also unreservedly shot all, various strange martial arts and unique skills, turned into dozens of attacks and furiously, accompanied by that sword, like a star holding the moon.

"Wuhun suppression!"

Yang Qingxuan pinched his left hand and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows, a vast coercion pouring out, turning into a wonderful field energy, covering everyone at once.

Not only Han Kai's Broken King, but the rest of the martial artists who used the spirit of martial arts were all stagnated in an instant, feeling the moment of loss of control of the spirit of martial arts, all were shocked.

Those warriors thought it was Han Kai's power, and they felt a panic in their hearts.

But all of this is just a moment, a little bit of aura hits the water pattern, stirring the situation, and hundreds of ghosts sneak in.

Dozens of attacks came in an instant, knocking down like raindrops, shaking the entire ripple.

The surrounding void oscillated, and the turbulent force caused the water pattern to break apart, transforming into aftermaths, shaking in all directions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!"

Finally, the two factions lost their balance and burst apart like a volcanic eruption.

"Boom!"

The dome was lifted off and turned into powder. At the same time, the people of the two factions were all swallowed in, and a large group of warriors vomited blood and was shocked by a distance.

Yang Qingxuan immediately slammed into the pillar behind him, spouting blood. The pillar failed to block it and broke apart in the aftermath, and Yang Qingxuan flew out again.

"puff!"

Under the power of the aftermath, he fell to the ground fiercely, spurting out blood.

Han Kai was also under the impact, and was shocked to retreat again and again, his body was constantly cracking apart, a large piece of flesh and blood flew out, and it took nearly a hundred steps to stop his body.

The entire hall was destroyed, the dome was shattered, the ground was torn apart in large pieces, all the pillars in the hall were broken, and the broken hall was exposed under the sky.

Only the elephant of the divine dragon is still completely new, with dragon scales and moustaches, which is even more vivid in the sunlight.

"Roar!"

Han opened his mouth and shouted. He was covered in blood, but the ferocious eyes still flashed, not as if he was seriously injured.

"No! I can't win at all!"

A warrior who was seriously wounded on the ground was shaken by the roar and crawled behind him crying, trying to escape from this place.

The survivors wailed and fled to the distance.

A fierce light flashed in Han Kai's eyes, and he flew over and chased the deserters.

"Bang! Bang!"

With several palms in a row, several students smashed into pieces under each palm, and the tissues and organs fell to the ground.

Many people were so scared that they cried, their legs were weak, and they trembling on the ground.

The only death in the age of hardship, let alone the death is so terrible, so unbearable.

Han Kai turned fiercely, flew up again, and threw towards the place with the most people.

"Boom!"

He exploded with a palm, hit the crowd, burst into pieces, screaming again and again.

Suddenly, a ball of light lit up above the main hall, and instantly turned into a rain of countless arrows, shooting away at Han Kaiji.

Han Kai flashed fiercely, and slapped it with a roar, smashing all the arrow rain within ten feet in front.

But the arrow rain is too much, endless, like rivers and rivers, falling from nine days, coming in the sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Han Kai was overwhelmed, and a lot of arrows hit him, bursting with blood.

At the same time, another powerful force burst out, and stars suddenly appeared in the sky above the temple, which suddenly turned into a punch and fell like a meteor.

The fist wind in front of Han Kai also exploded and turned into hundreds of fist shadows. If the stars flickered around, it revolved around Han Kai, and continued to penetrate in.

Han Kai was forced into a rush, using various palms with both hands to break down those energies, but there was too much help. Under the violent blow, many attacks fell on his body, and his body was shocked with blood.

Two figures flew down from the sky, Zong Nan Bei and Chen Fei.

"It's the big brother! Haha!"

"The two big brothers are here, they are saved!"

"Woo-"

Everyone screamed wildly, and even more so, wept with joy.

Zong Nan Bei and Chen Fei flew down to around Yang Qingxuan, and Zong Nan Bei looked solemnly and said, "This demon has stepped into the original martial realm. Brother Qing Xuan, the three of us will join forces to punish this demon."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Okay."

Speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Demon Slashing Sword fell into his hand and stood holding the sword.

The north and south said: "The spirit of this demon is extremely powerful. Disperse the attack as much as possible to restrain him."

At the moment, with a pinch of his hands, a rain of arrows rose in the sky, and shot away.

Chen Fei also used Star Fist again, exploding the sky full of stars, raining down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The entire ground was shattered by the blow, and Han Kai punched a set of random punches under the attack of the two, looking a little embarrassed.

Zong Nan Bei shouted: "Brother Qingxuan, hurry up!"

"Ok."

Yang Qingxuan responded, the Demon Slashing Sword danced a few sword flowers in his hand, and then stopped.

Zong Nan Bei frowned and said, "My brother, what do you mean?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled and clasped his fist: "Like two old brothers studying, the two old brothers have been lurking in the hall for so long before they find the right time to take action. Brother, I will also observe for a while, wait for the opportunity to take action."

"Ahem, ahem."

Zong Nan Bei's face blushed, and said: "This is a strategic wait, I have to talk about miraculous effects. My brother's sword style is very powerful, and he suppressed the Broken King. I don't know why?

His heart was violent, and he didn't understand how Yang Qingxuan could see through the two of them lurking.

Yang Qingxuan said without a smile, "Luck, luck."