The head of Wanjian Pavilion Fang Rui seemed to be able to hear the whine of the divine sword in his hand, which made him feel heartbroken, but he could do nothing. He really didn't expect that he, who had been famous for a long time and had become the head of Wanjian Pavilion, would be beaten with Lei Dong in his lifetime with a weak woman and a girl.

Lin Qi was even more surprised because Zhuang Yanqiao's strength in front of him really subverted his cognition. After all, as today as the earth-spirited person, all cultivation depends on a large amount of resources to accumulate, and this kind of resource accumulation is also limited.

In the recognized recognition, the peak stage of becoming a famous master is between 40 and 50 years old. As long as you don’t enter the divine level, you will gradually enter a period of decline after 50. Even if you are a monster genius, you will only be left for five years.

For example, he is now only 90% of his strength in his peak period, and his physical functions are still weakening year by year due to the aging of his body.

The man in front of him was only in his early twenties and had already gained stronger strength than him. You know, he was among the top ten in the Twenty-Four Pavilions of the Holy City.

But his black stick was made of meteorite iron, and this person's martial arts seemed to have thunder and lightning attributes, which just happened to restrain him, which made him even more miserable.

At this moment, the few people were already in a state of retreat. In fact, Zixu was right. They had wealth and a bright future and had already lost their blood and backbone.

And how can a lion who has lost his courage fight against a tiger?

The few people were already planning their way out, and the crumbling hall was an opportunity for the few people to escape.

After all, no matter how strong the house is, without the blessing of the formation, it cannot withstand so many people's fights, and several people began to destroy the surrounding buildings intentionally or unintentionally.

How could Zhuang Yanqiao and the others not see the intentions of the few? It’s just that the difference in combat power is not too great at this time, and they try to restrain themselves and try not to destroy the beams and walls of the houses.

But at this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the roof. The three parties who fought fiercely could not help but focus on the roof. A burly figure fell from the sky with a string of laughter.

"Hahahahahaha! I am indeed a genius! Mengli! I am an old bear!!!"

Xiong Zhendong's familiar voice sounded, but some people were happy and some were worried.

The ones who are happy are naturally Huang Mengli and Yun Bingqing, while the ones who are worried are Zhuang Yanqiao who knows him very well.

"wait……"

Zhuang Yanqiao had only had time to say one word, so he could only watch Xiong Zhendong's powerful double hammers smashed down.

This hammer really used 100% of its strength, and even the air brought a stream of spiritual pressure.

Under the strong attack of Huang Mengli and Yun Bingqing, the two people who were facing Xiong Zhendong were as if they were filling their feet with lead, and their steps became extremely heavy, as if the entire earth under their feet were pulling them.

Their face became crazy and they had to use their true energy to fight back against Xiong Zhendong with one shot and one sword.

"Reverse Dragon Spear!" "The swords come together!"

"Bang!"

A sudden loud explosion seemed to be blowing a level ten wind on the spot, stumbled the weakest people on both sides of the field, and dozens of bandits were even lifted to the wall.
Chapter completed!