The retreat of the mountain elder was born in front of the elder Panshi. When the mountain elder's vigorous internal strength condensed into a protective shield, the elder Panshi was a little happy because he had tried several times with the mountain elder and knew that this was the last life-saving move for the elder Mountain elder. The solid defense was only about a foot of the elder even with all his strength, and he could not hurt the elder Mountain inside.
This time, the elder of Shanyue increased the thickness of the body protection shield with his own fighting spirit, and had reached the limit of three feet. Even if Master Zhiwen's sword light is sharp, it may not be able to break it easily!
But reality slapped the Elder of Panshi. Just as Elder of Panshi was stunned, Master Zhiwen just thrust his sword lightly, without any fancy, but it was like a red soldering iron stabbed into the ice and snow. Without any stagnation, he broke through the defense of the protective shield, and even knocked the Elder of Mountain to the ground without seeing clearly!
Elder Panshi's hands holding the heavy hammer of the golden gourd were trembling involuntarily at this moment. He took a deep breath and suppressed his shock. At this moment, he and the elder of the mountain had no way out. If he didn't give up, even if he went back, he would probably not be able to escape the charge of being timid in the face of battle. It would be better to give up!
After seriously injured the elder of the mountain, Master Zhiwen did not pursue him immediately because he was surrounded by the three layers inside and three layers inside and outside! Moreover, the Zhiwen army surrounding him was no longer the same as before. They were wearing unified exquisite armor, everyone was fighting spirit, and they had a tacit understanding between advancing and retreating, completely different from the previous army. They only knew to rush forward and up! They took the advantage of their numbers to the extreme! They formed square formations to surround Master Zhiwen. The two circles of people began to rotate like tops, while the people behind were devoted to dealing with the golden sword lights above their heads and like rain. Although there were still 6 people strangled by the golden sword lights, they could not shake their morale at all.
These people are like iron-blooded war machines, without any emotion, and only know how to complete the command to the top!
Behind them, a mighty tiger flag stands proudly in the wind and snow. There is no doubt that they are the Tiger King’s personal guards who come to support!
Reinforcements finally arrived.
The elder of Shanyue wiped his right hand on his face and felt a little relieved. Although these tiger king guards seemed to have only about a few hundred people, there were other elites coming from behind them. It seemed that Lord Wulu had also discovered the changes here and planned to let Master Zhiwen bury him once and for all!
The arrival of the Tiger King's personal guards made the elders of the Mountain and the elders of the Rock breathed a sigh of relief, but Master Zhiwen's heart gradually sinks.
Because of some changes, he was no longer at the peak of his time. Otherwise, he would have taken the heads of these two elders at will! Now it seems that he is bathing in the golden light, and no one can stop him when he raises his hand, but he knows that he is self-righteous, which is already a great wisdom.
The master's limit at this moment, and as time goes by, the golden wheel above his head is beginning to become dim, and the golden sword lights shot out are no longer as dense as they were originally. There are more and more golden sword lights that collapse, but the enemies around Master Zhiwen have not decreased.
How many people have he killed? One hundred? Five hundred? One thousand? Master Zhiwen doesn't know, and doesn't care whether he knows it or not. He just keeps wielding his sword and killing all the enemies approaching!
Go? How to go.
The reason why the Tiger King's personal guard arrived was because he received the Wulu military order and surrounded the place. Then, under the pressure of step by step, even if Master Zhiwen's cultivation is proud of the Central Plains, under the full blockade of the Tiger King's personal guard, even if he uses his life to fill it, he will not have any chance to escape.
What's more, there is the elder of the Rock who is staring at him!
Master Zhiwen swung his sword and killed the surrounding five tiger king guards, but the golden light sword in his hand felt stagnant for the first time. Master Zhiwen woke up in his heart, which means that the true energy in his body was about to dry up. Master Zhiwen jumped up and turned into a golden light and shot towards Langfu! Although the hope was slim, he had to try it out!
The golden wheel on the top burst out his last light, and then turned into thousands of lights and scattered, covering a large area around! The Tiger King's personal guards raised the iron shield in their hands in a tacit understanding, and suddenly a crackling sound like a sudden rain hitting lotus. There were constant screams of sporadic screams, but in general, the Tiger King's personal guards did not suffer much!
After all, the Golden Sword Light has no physical body. It is like a nightmare for ordinary tyrant warriors wearing leather armor or even leather jackets, and can take their lives at any time. However, it is not a big threat to the well-equipped Tiger King guards. In addition, they have an iron shield, so they are naturally not afraid.
However, Master Zhiwen has already crossed several walls of human beings. After all, he is not an immortal. Although he is extremely skilled in light, he can only use his strength to fly on everyone's shoulders and rocks. Just as Master Zhiwen was about to break through, two golden meteorites suddenly hit him in front of him, completely blocking his way!
Master Zhiwen sighed in his heart, but his hands were not slow at all. The golden sword suddenly shone brightly and fought with Elder Panshi! Unfortunately, Master Zhiwen took action in a hurry, but Elder Panshi was waiting for his work. The two sides were evenly matched, but Master Zhiwen's figure had no choice but to fall into the siege of the Tiger King's personal guard again.
"You can't leave!"
Elder Panshi showed a ferocious smile on his face. He resisted Master Zhiwen and felt uncomfortable with his attack. He was chaotic with blood and blood, and it was difficult for him to take action at this moment, but as long as Master Zhiwen could not escape, he could be considered a great achievement.
A golden storm soared into the sky among the crowd, and the sharp wind stormed more than a dozen tiger king guards who wanted to rush up. The liver and stomach mixed with minced meat and broken armor fell a large area! But even the blood and blood of the comrades were splattered on his body and hands, they even slapped them directly on his face.
At the top, none of these well-trained Tiger King Guards showed a timid expression. The Tiger King Guards in front held a scimitar iron shield in their hands, and the captive guards in the rear held long spears and bows, gradually compressing Master Zhiwen's range of activities. Even the golden storm set off by Master Zhiwen could not stop them from moving forward!
The golden sword in Master Zhiwen's hand was dim and dull at this moment, and Master Zhiwen had reached his limit.
With a bang, the golden sword also shattered in front of everyone when Master Zhiwen cut the armor of a Tiger King guard, and turned into thousands of tiny golden lights flashed and scattered, just like the firefly light in summer, and finally realized without trace. The Tiger King guard took the opportunity to cut out a hit on Master Zhiwen's waist, and the originally solid protective energy that was almost impossible to hurt by the sword also lost its effect at this moment. Master Zhiwen's waist was filled with blood flowers, which was shocking.
Master Zhiwen turned around and slapped the tiger king's personal guard on the back of the neck with his palm. With a click, the tiger king's personal guard never got up again.
But so what? The surroundings are constantly pressing against the tiger king's personal guards.
The end point, this is the end point.
Master Zhiwen's face was not sad, sad, hesitant, nor lost. He stood quietly, crossed the steadily knotted formation and gradually pushed towards him, feeling the scorching pain of the wound that had not felt for a long time, and looked up at Langfu.
The vast white snow covered his eyes. Master Zhiwen smiled slightly. He was so tired that he actually saw an illusion?
Master Zhiwen clasped his hands together, his eyes slowly closed. While reciting the Buddha's name, the personal guard of the Tiger King, who was ready to stab the spear in his hand.
The tip of the gun was stained with blood, and there were fragmented pieces of cloth on it. In the black eyes of the Tiger King's guards, two radiances of blue and white were reflected. The harsh cold wind blew, and all the pictures were frozen by the extreme cold at this moment.
A extreme cold tornado that rushed straight to the sky was suddenly blew up with Master Zhiwen! It instantly frozen all the tiger king guards who rushed up, and even spread backwards. Even the tiger king guards who had no time to retreat behind were frozen into ice sculptures in this storm!
An iceberg like a sharp sword rose from the ground and rushed to a height of dozens of feet high before temporarily resting. Through the crystal ice, you can see countless tiger king guards holding swords and guns frozen at the foot of Bingshan Mountain. Some of them still maintained the sprinting posture just now, and some even waved their scimitars to slash at Master Zhiwen, but now, they are all dead!
A word that was even colder than extreme cold exploded in the battlefield, and the shock and anger inside turned into extreme cold mood swept across the audience in an instant!
"Shaohuang Duan, who allows you to die here!"
Chapter completed!