Kill in one move

The leaders of the famous Taoist sects joined forces for the first time to deal with Gong Wubian.

Although this move is shocking, it is also being cleaned up.

In comparison with realm, Fengchen Zhenren and Meishan Gong are both powerful beings at the level of Chaoyuan Zhenren, but Gong Wujian is even stronger and has already stood at the peak of this realm.

Therefore, if the two sides do not join forces, they will never be able to kill Gong Wuya.

The current situation is great and if you have the opportunity to destroy the military strategists, you must solve it together with Gong Wuya, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Therefore, the two top figures chose to join forces to kill them regardless of future criticism.

Even so, they attach great importance to the illness of the boss.

The real person Feng Chen waved his hands repeatedly, and the thousands of waves of fantasy carp blades turned into smoke everywhere, flying overwhelmingly.

When many Taoist real people saw this, they were impressed by their bodies. The use of magic weapons by Fengchen has reached a point where they are not limited to their appearance.

The Qianbo Fantasy Carp Blade breaks away from the original appearance of the scimitar and turns into omnipresent mist. Once it covers the enemy, it will launch endless attacks.

What's more, the Yuanmagnetic Divine Light attached to it restrains all metal magic weapons.

This move was carefully considered. Military corpses made good use of eighteen weapons and all of them were made of hardware, without exception.

If Gong Wuyan wants to fight back, he will inevitably suffer from restraint from all directions. The bigger the stronger the, the weaker it will be, and he will continue to do so.

The Meishan Gong was not willing to be outdone and muttered something, but the collection of articles was covered with a mixed light of blue and red colors.

The pages of the book flew in the air, like a graceful butterfly.

After turning pages of the book, the text on it becomes extremely clear, not only containing the literary spirit of Meishan Gong throughout his life, but also with the recognition of many famous scholars.

"This collection of articles by Meishan Gong is enough to be regarded as a classic of the past!"

Seeing this, the famous scholars were also amazed and wished they could read the content on the spot.

They looked towards the Taoist real people and were a little satisfied. My famous sect also had treasures that were not inferior to the thousands of waves of illusion carp blades.

Meishan Gong’s collection of essays is extremely heavy and overwhelming.

The dense and vast momentum makes the air a little heavier, making it difficult to breathe.

It can be imagined that even if Gong Wuyan can get rid of the attack of Qianbo Fantasy Carp Blade, it will be difficult to escape from the suppression of the collection.

The two giants of Taoism and famous sects took action, just like the ultimate kill of heaven and earth, and they actually cooperated just right.

"It's hard for you to deal with my head, I actually came up with this joint move!"

Jun Xingba snorted coldly. Taoism and famous religion were on par, and the relationship was not very harmonious. He could cooperate so well. It was obvious that he had practiced it countless times before.

It can be imagined that the other party has tried his best to deal with military strategists.

"Your dying is not sick, today is your burial place!"

Feng Chen Zhen shouted loudly, and the mist and rain rose on the ground. The original scenery of the north instantly turned into mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with a bit of soft temperament.

However, in the eyes of people with discerning eyes, this dreamlike smoke is a life-threatening evil spirit.

Once the male is hit without illness, it is like a caught fish, and there is no way out for life.

Just at this moment, Meishan Gong's collection of essays was thrown out, like Mount Tai was coming, adding another layer of murderous intent.

Under double insurance, Gong Wuyan has fallen into a difficult situation of death without life.

Looking at other places, members of the military strategists are manipulating the battle formation and fighting with the imperial coalition forces.

Taoism, famous religion and other people join forces, which can be said to be a large number of people and forces the military to do their best and cannot get out of here at all.

Looking at Jun Xingba's side, he was also separated by many Taoist real people and could not be rescued.

In just a moment, the Taoist name set up a killing situation, which was completely unscathed.

What about the target of this killing game? What about Gong Wubian himself?

He looked calm and calm, just looking at the true man Feng Chen and Meishan Gong who were killing in front of him, he sighed slightly.

"Why do you have to come this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Wubing shook his body slightly, and a treasure map appeared behind him, slowly unfolding.

"Be careful, it is the most treasure of military strategists!"

The real person Feng Chen glanced at a corner of the painting. It was the picture of the white tiger holding a corpse, and he deliberately resisted Meishan Gong.

They also discussed in private that the most threatening method for the public to be sick is to hold a corpse with a white tiger.

The plague of hundreds of thousands of people was completely removed by this treasure map, which shows its power.

So, you are prepared before you start.

Meishan Gong nodded and pointed at the back of the unillusioned man, "I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Meishan Collection flew away, and the page turning speed increased on the way. When I arrived in front of the treasure, I was so fast that I couldn't see the paper clearly, leaving only a snow-white phantom.

"Customize for me!"

The collection of essays gathered the literary spirit and courage of Meishan Gong and many famous scholars, and instantly turned into a powerful force, wrapping the picture of the white tiger holding a corpse in the center.

At the same time, many places in the world received induction.

In front of the thatched hut beside the lakeside, the old man in brown bent down to water the water, carefully caring about the vegetables in the fields. Suddenly, his body shook and he looked up to look into the distance.

"Have you reached this point?"

The direction he looked in was like the basin where the two sides finally fought.

"Forget it, I'll help him today!"

The old man in brown put down the water scoop, put his hands behind his back, and slowly started chanting.

Every word is sonorous and the tone is powerful. Articles of sages are pouring out one after another. The circumference of the body is full of literary spirit, and it has reached the point where the fallen flowers can turn into rain.

Similar scenes appear in other places.

In the small mountain village, the old man who was sitting under a big tree and telling stories to his children was sizzling at the wine gourd and suddenly stopped.

"The rise and fall of famous religion is here!"

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Meishan Gong took action and trapped the White Tiger's corpse-carrying picture, but then the treasure map began to vibrate, tearing the bound literary spirit and courage.

Hurry!

The sound of the pages turning became increasingly urgent, which was worrying whether thin paper could withstand such rapid flips.

"Give me……"

Gong Wubing wants to shake his head, and he wants to urge the evil spirit in the picture to tear this collection of articles to pieces.

Suddenly, Meishan Gong showed joy on his face and the help finally arrived.

From the surface of the collection, a very rich literary spirit suddenly emerged, several times more than before.

The blurred light and shadow flowing in the air began to become clear, just like the words and sentences of the collection.

The picture of the white tiger holding a corpse could have been slightly vibrated, but after this ever-intensified suppression, it completely solidified.

"Haha, my husband is not sick, your death date is over today!"

As soon as the real person Feng Chen waved his hand, the misty rain covered the husband's disease, he had to drill into his seven orifices and pores.

Without the picture of the White Tiger holding a corpse, Gong Wuyao is just the peak of Chaoyuan.

His weapon, Fangtian Painting, was made of hardware, and fell into the force field of Yuanmagnetic Divine Light, and was no longer under control, which was equivalent to being destroyed.

True Man Feng Chen has confidence that he can kill it with the Yuan Magnetic Light in his hand.

"The military strategists have been gone until now!"
Chapter completed!