The first thousand one hundred and fifty-four chapters joint attack, finally
Chapter 1154: Combined attack, finally
The petals were flying, mixed in the rain of blood.
Mu Chen frowned in vain, and a dull sword appeared in his hand.
Phew! He raised his sword and drew it out. The moment Mu Chen raised his long sword, a bright sword light emerged from behind Fatty Xiao.
Ding! Sparks flew out, and two sword lights collided in the void.
Bang bang! The sound of breaking wind grew louder, and a figure flew out like a kite with its string broken. It was a martial arts warrior from the three hells.
Turning around, Fatty Xiao looked calmly at the warrior who had drawn the sword before, and chuckled: "So I said, as long as you are here, no one can draw the sword from behind me."
Hearing this, Mu Chen nodded slightly, took a step forward, and stood next to Fatty Xiao Zhou.
With his empty eyes falling on the martial arts warrior, Mu Chen said: "With the strength of you and me, it is not difficult to defeat this person."
"It is indeed not difficult, but there are other troubles around us." Fatty Xiao whispered, his calm eyes scanning the several martial arts realms in front of him.
"Based on that guy's temperament, he wants to kill the shrimps first, and then hunt the big fish." Mu Chen said calmly. Before he could finish his words, his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
Almost at the same time, Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao drew their swords at the same time, and two sword lights floated in the void.
Fatty Xiao's sword locked the opponent's figure, and at the same time, Mu Chen's sword arrived. The dull sword always brought out a streak of blood, and the swirling blood beads fell on the petals.
Bang! A martial artist fell. He was pierced by Mu Chen with a sword and died.
Phew! Another martial artist fell. Eye-catching sword marks appeared on his neck, blood surged wildly, and Fatty Xiao sheathed his sword.
In just a blink of an eye, two martial arts realms fell. The combined strength of Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao had already shocked the surrounding law enforcers.
"These two people can hold back many martial arts realms together, so that the sword array can be sustained for a longer period of time." Huo Qilin breathed a sigh of relief and carefully dealt with the siege of Lone Bai and the other three.
With the two swords combined, they can attack when advancing, and defend when retreating. Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao both attack and defend, treating the martial arts field in front of them as nothing. When entering and leaving uninhabited land, the moment the sword is raised, there will always be a trace of blood.
"How dare two people in the martial arts realm dare to be so presumptuous? Do you really think that I am so unbearable?" With a sneer in his eyes, the silver-robed old man who controlled the martial arts field said solemnly.
Bang bang! The martial arts field that is more than a thousand feet is like a whirlpool. It is spinning crazily.
The pressure of heaven and earth gathered together, and the silver-robed old man tried to use the pressure of heaven and earth to imprison Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao.
"Hundred Steps Lord!" The Aoshi Sword in Fatty Xiao's hand made a clear sword cry, then suddenly shook, the sword came out, and shot straight at the silver-robed old man.
Afterimages spread out one after another, mirror images of magical powers!
Dozens of afterimages overlapped at the moment when the long sword was about to touch the silver-robed old man. Fatty Xiao sneered, grabbed the Proud World Sword, and swung it down.
His pupils shrank. The silver-robed old man did not expect Fatty Xiao to be able to break through the oppression of heaven and earth.
Holding the sword on his chest, the silver-robed old man swung his sword from bottom to top, bang!
The terrifying force spread along the sword god to the right arm of the silver-robed old man.
"In my domain, controlled by me, even if your sword can break through the confinement of the martial arts domain, it still can't hurt me." With a sharp look in his eyes, the old man in silver robe was about to raise his sword and gather his martial arts will.
However, Fatty Xiao in front of him chuckled, "It's not my sword. It's the sword behind me!"
Before he finished speaking, Fatty Xiao's figure turned to the side, replaced by flying petals, and a dull sword light loomed among the petals.
With only the will of love, the sword screamed and flowers fell. The silver-robed old man's eyes shrank in vain, and the strength of holding the sword could not help but increase a few points. Without any hesitation, he drew the sword.
The sword rose, and a bright sword light appeared through the air.
Bang! The explosion of the golden conflict sounded again, and the silver-robed old man only smelled a touch of fragrance coming to his face.
With his heart sinking slightly, the silver-robed old man noticed a hot and moist feeling spreading in the palm of his hand.
Bang bang! The silver-robed old man took a few steps back, and a striking sword mark covered the back of his hand, which was shocking.
The sword was shaking slightly, and the silver-robed old man actually felt an inexplicable sadness on the sword. This sadness even made him have the urge to put down the sword.
"Weird will!" The silver-robed old man took a breath, and his will emerged, dispelling the mysterious fluctuations. Holding the sword, he stepped out of the air again, taking several steps in succession. With each step he took, the aura on his body became stronger.
One point.
The pressure of heaven and earth gathered together, and the silver-robed old man's eyes flashed with an inexplicable coldness, "The city lord is really right, this blood prison cannot be underestimated."
"However, you have already seen the show, so it's time to take action." The old man in silver robe suddenly said a strange word, and the long sword was raised again, and a terrifying will was integrated into the long sword, piercing the air.
Now, shoot straight at Mu Chen.
The petals were flying, and just as Mu Chen was about to use his sword to defeat the old man's powerful sword, a wave of his will appeared behind him.
Fatty Xiao's expression changed slightly, he turned around suddenly and swung his sword towards Muchen's back, "Leave it to me!"
A figure emerged from behind Mu Chen. It was a middle-aged man in silver robes. His broad sword looked very eye-catching as he swung down.
Hearing this, Mu Chen didn't say anything. He raised his sword, drew it, and faced the old man's sword.
Clang! The sharp sound of metal clashing sounded in the void. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao took a few steps back.
Two extremely terrifying martial arts realms spread out, and the condensed coercion of heaven and earth was like a tide, drowning the figures of Mu Chen and Fatty Xiao.
"There is also a second-level martial arts warrior who is hiding such a killing move." Fatty Xiao said in a cold tone as he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The sudden appearance of this silver-robed middle-aged man undoubtedly broke the stalemate, and the previous sword attack caused Fatty Xiao to suffer a hidden loss, causing the blood in his body to surge.
"Another second-level martial artist?" Standing on the tower, Liu Dong frowned slightly. The two second-level martial artists joined forces and were able to sweep everything.
"The Blood Arrow Camp is ready!" Liu Dong swung down his long sword, and rows of Blood Prison troops carrying huge bows and arrows appeared on the city tower. The foot-long arrows were glowing with scarlet blood.
Whoosh! Arrows rained all over the sky, and they shot out in volleys.
Tens of thousands of arrows tore apart the torrent of sword energy and shot directly at the middle-aged and old man in silver robes.
Seeing this, the silver-robed old man shook his head slightly and said calmly: "How can the light of fireflies illuminate the sky? You don't overestimate your capabilities."
The words set off a series of terrifying waves in space, and the waves surged, drowning the rain of arrows.
Only a few waves of arrow rain appeared in the old man's sight. As soon as the martial arts field unfolded, the old man directly crushed the arrows with the pressure of heaven and earth.
Sparks flew everywhere, and these arrow rains obviously could not stop the offensive of the martial arts warriors.
Liu Dong's heart sank slightly. If this continues, the sword formation will be broken sooner or later. Now, the only people who can rely on it are Fatty Xiao and others. Can more than thirty martial artists on his side be able to stop this fierce offensive?
In the void, Huo Qilin's face also darkened.
"It seems that the situation below has been decided, and the battle between us should be over." Yan Yu said solemnly, with overwhelming will.
"Martial arts cover the sky, and the clouds and mists are changing!" The clouds and mists are rolling in the sea of fire. Yunfeng's figure is like a cloud, erratic, but his voice is extremely loud: "
Hearing this, Huo Qilin Jian frowned slightly and sighed. No one thought that there was a second-level martial artist hidden in the three hells.
"The cultivation of Fatty and Mu Chen is at the peak of the first level of martial arts after all. If the two of them join forces, they can hold back a warrior in the martial arts field."
"If there are two of them, there is no chance to hold them back." His eyes were changing, and Huo Qilin looked towards the sky. Now he could only rely on Fatty Xiao and Mu Chen to hold down the two strong men in the martial arts field. The only hope was
It can support the arrival of reinforcements, otherwise, the Blood Prison will be washed away with blood, and Huo Qilin can only retreat with Fatty Xiao and others. But Huo Qilin knows that this Blood Prison is related to the layout of Hell, and it is also Ye Chen's counterattack on Martial God Continent.
An entry point that must not be missed.
Whoosh! The clouds and mist rolled in, and a flash of sword light surged in the clouds and mist. Huo Qilin's expression changed slightly, and he stepped back to avoid this erratic sword.
"Although the cooperation between these three people is not perfect, the three martial arts fields are enough to hold me back." Huo Qilin's eyes were a little cold, and unknowingly, his offensive had been suppressed by the three of them.
In the void, the war broke out again. Fire Qilin could only go all out to deal with the offensive of the three of them, and could not interfere in the fight below.
"Leave this fat man to me, and leave that guy to you, how about that?" The silver-robed old man pursed his lips and looked at Fatty Xiao with a somewhat solemn look.
"It's just a martial arts realm, no problem." The middle-aged man in silver robe said calmly, a monstrous will surged through him, and his will locked on Mu Chen's figure.
Two martial arts realms spread out, and the warriors within a hundred feet radius retreated in all directions. Countless eyes focused on Fatty Xiao and others, and a battle was about to break out.
"It seems that we really have to fight hard today. If this guy hadn't come back in time, we would have had to deal with him here today." Fatty Xiao chuckled, and the phantom of the silver moon appeared behind him.
Hearing this, Mu Chen nodded, but there was still no emotion in his empty eyes.
Bang bang! Faced with the power of the martial arts field, Fatty Xiao and Mu Chen advanced instead of retreating. They could not retreat.
"You must hold on!" Liu Dong clenched his fists and murmured. The survival of the Blood Prison depends on this moment.
In Samsara City, both tribal people and ordinary warriors stepped out of the courtyards of each house and looked in the direction of the city tower.
And at the moment when several martial arts wills collided, snowflakes slowly fell into the void and landed on the martial arts field in the void, creating ripples.
"Snow!" Yanyu Jian frowned slightly, the sudden snow made him feel inexplicably familiar. To be continued...
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