In the battle of the Silver Temple two years ago, Ye Dongfeng's carefully crafted Yundao Needle and the Eighteen Spiritual Weapons were all destroyed by Zhong Wen's "True Double Six Paths* Eternal Fall into Reincarnation", and tens of thousands of years of hard work were in vain.
, it can be said that the strength has plummeted and the losses have been heavy.
Fortunately, after all, he has profound knowledge and has reached the pinnacle of weapon refining skills. After working hard at home for two years, he unexpectedly created a new Yun Dao Needle and six new silver needles, each with Orchid,
Peony and other plants are named after it.
Unexpectedly, when these six artifacts appeared for the first time, they died before they could take advantage of the battle. They were easily chopped into pieces by the Tianque Sword. Ye Dongfeng immediately felt great pain in his body and his face instantly turned ugly.
As soon as the silver needle was broken, the white light surrounding Zhong Wen's body immediately disappeared without a trace. He took one step forward and rushed to He Xiaohua again. He raised his hand and punched the other person's front door without showing any mercy at all.
Looking at his gleaming fist, He Xiaohua was so shocked that her face turned pale. She instinctively wanted to retreat, but was pressed down by an unparalleled force. Her movements were extremely slow, like a paralyzed person trying to recover.
Is this the strength of the leader of the Ledou Coast Alliance?
We are both in the realm of chaos, but the gap between him and me is so big?
She felt a strong feeling of despair well up from the bottom of her heart, and instantly flowed throughout her body.
Ever since she was promoted to Chaos, she always thought that she had become one of the first echelons in the world. Even if she couldn't beat the top few, she could still compete with them to some extent.
At this moment, the cruel reality was like a bucket of ice water, pouring mercilessly from her head.
In front of the real top powerhouse, she was not even qualified to take action!
"boom!"
Seeing that his fist was about to hit He Xiaohua's face, Ran Tianwang, who had always been silent, suddenly flashed and appeared between the two at an unimaginable speed. He raised his hand and punched out, hitting Zhong Wen's fist head-on.
together.
A terrifying wave of air spewed out with the two of them as the center, sweeping in all directions, blowing He Xiaohua violently away and falling heavily into the criss-crossing branches in the distance with a "bang".
After a hard fight, Ran Tianwang's right arm actually shattered into pieces, flying away in bits and pieces, and soon turned into spiritual dust all over the sky. Under Zhong Wen's domineering punch, he had no resistance at all.
Under the violent shock, he involuntarily took several steps back, but quickly stabilized his body, stepped forward quickly, suddenly raised his right leg, and kicked Zhong Wen hard in the lower abdomen.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Zhong Wen's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, reached out with his right hand, grabbed his ankle with lightning speed, and pulled back hard.
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, Ran Tianwang's entire right leg was forcibly torn off by him. It was completely disconnected from his body. The fractured area shone brightly, and the scene was a bit strange.
"Why!"
Seeing Ran Tianwang being casually dismantled by Zhong Wen like building blocks, Ye Dongfeng couldn't help but let out a long sigh and waved the Yundao Needle in his hand again.
The silver needles scattered on the ground floated one after another as if summoned by some kind of power, and then shot toward Zhong Wen like machine gun bullets.
"Qiang Qiang!"
At the same time, at some point, an exquisite Guqin appeared in Feng Wuya's arms. He raised his right hand lightly, and the sonorous sound of the Qin instantly reverberated between heaven and earth. The air suddenly felt a bit more chilling.
Semicircular blades of light burst out from the guqin, with boundless determination, and struck Zhong Wen's position like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
"The dragon walks on the crimson air, and the sky hears half a word!"
He Xiaolian, whose sword was broken, also stood up, swung out his hand to break the sword, and shouted loudly.
A colorful auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, with dragon shadows circling in it, and people shouting loudly, creating an extremely rare phenomenon of heaven and earth.
"hold head high!"
A divine dragon rushed out from the clouds, roaring fiercely and heading straight towards Zhong Wen. It was extremely domineering and its momentum was shocking.
Even Ran Tianwang, who had lost an arm and a leg, actually used his left arm to support the ground, and his body jumped out like a missile, and his left leg fiercely swept towards Zhong Wen's lower body.
I, He Xiaohua, am the attendant of the saint!
When will it be someone else's turn to save me?
Every move I make is related to the face of the Holy Lady!
Even death cannot bring shame to the Holy Lady!
Seeing everyone trying their best to save her, He Xiaohua felt ashamed, angry, and ashamed. Her pink face turned red. An unprecedented sense of suffocation accumulated in her heart, almost bursting her chest.
"Invasion is like fire!"
At this moment, a force surged out of her body from nowhere, and her delicate body instantly regained her ability to move. With a loud shout, she suddenly squatted down and punched the ground beneath her feet.
"Whoop whoosh!"
As soon as the white and tender fist made contact with the ground, a ball of violent flames spurted out from the tip of the fist, turning into countless raging tongues of fire, leaping smartly, burning to the sky, and jumped towards Zhong Wen's position from several directions.
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At this moment, the five powerful men took action together and launched a fierce offensive against Zhong Wen.
"Zhong Wen!"
Seeing him being beaten, Yin Ning'er couldn't help but change her face and screamed in shock.
Qi Baiyu even moved his feet, instinctively wanting to help, but Fan Xuerou reached out to stop him.
He was slightly startled and looked back, only to see Fan Xuerou winking at him and pouting to the side.
Looking in the direction of her gaze, he was shocked to find that Guoguo, Taiyi and others who came with Zhong Wen all looked calm and composed, turning a blind eye to the situation on the field.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Loud noises were heard one after another, and the bright light illuminated the world, swallowing Zhong Wen's figure completely in an instant, and the whole world trembled violently.
After a long time, the strong light gradually dissipated, revealing Zhong Wen's white figure again.
I saw spiritual patterns all over his body, fluorescent light flowing, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. His whole body was unscathed, and even his clothes couldn't be seen to be damaged at all.
And King Ran Tianwang's remaining leg was firmly grasped in his palm, and he could no longer move forward.
The violent offensive of the five powerful men seemed to have no impact on him at all.
How can it be?
Looking at the faint smile on Zhong Wen's face, He Xiaohua's heart surged again. She felt that her emotions were ups and downs throughout the day, and her cognition was stepped on the ground and rubbed repeatedly.
"puff!"
Just when she was uneasy, Zhong Wen's right arm suddenly exerted force, twisted and pulled inward, and actually tore off Ran Tianwang's left leg.
There was no blood in the wound, only the dazzling gleaming light, which made people unable to open their eyes.
Having lost both arms and legs, King Ran Tianwang could no longer support himself. He fell to the ground with a "plop", and struggled to move forward with only his left arm. Looking from a distance, he looked like a wounded worm.
The scene was so miserable that the He siblings were frightened and trembling with fear.
"You were careless after all."
Just when Zhong Wen was showing off his might and brutalizing King Ran Tian, Ye Dongfeng suddenly raised the Yun Dao Needle and pointed it directly at Zhong Wen's shoulder.
Zhong Wen lowered his head and found that at some point, half a small silver needle had been stuck on his shoulder. It was almost undetectable unless you looked closely.
As Ye Dongfeng waved his arms, the surface of the Yundao Needle suddenly emitted a dazzling green aura.
What shone at the same time was half of a tiny silver needle on Zhong Wen's shoulder.
A bright green light burst out from the silver needle, instantly covering Zhong Wen with the force of a whale.
In the green light, Zhong Wen's face was expressionless, his eyes were dull, as if a restraining spell had been cast on him, and he was actually motionless, like a lifelike sculpture.
Just like two years ago, his consciousness and five senses were once again controlled by Yun Dao Needle, and he became a fish on the table, unable to move, and allowed to be slaughtered by others.
Only this time, Ye Dongfeng's methods were more subtle and clever, and he was actually able to conduct a long-distance sneak attack, making people unprepared and impossible to guard against.
Success?
This sudden scene shocked everyone, and even Feng Wuya's eyes couldn't help but shine with hope.
The terrifying power displayed by Yun Dao Needle two years ago was still fresh in his memory. Even with Zhong Wen's powerful strength, it was difficult to compete with it.
If Liu Qiqi had not arrived in time, he might have been killed in the Silver Temple, and there would not have been a full-scale confrontation and fierce fighting between Litu Beach and Goddess Mountain.
Therefore, the moment Zhong Wen was shrouded in green light, Feng Wuya's heart skipped a beat, and as rational as he was, he began to vaguely expect something.
However, as soon as the hope was raised, it was extinguished in an instant.
After being trapped for less than half a breath, Zhong Wen actually moved.
His dim eyes suddenly shot out with dazzling light, his right arm slowly raised, his fingers slightly bent, and he grasped the void.
The green light that wrapped around his body dissipated instantly, leaving not a single trace left.
"If you trip in the same ditch twice."
Zhong Wen felt light all over and regained his ability to move instantly. He stared in the direction of Ye Dongfeng and said word by word, "That's my fault."
"As expected of you."
Ye Dongfeng stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said, "I heard that the Western God Sect was destroyed, so the classics about the Western God Pattern must have fallen into your hands."
As he spoke, his right hand holding the Yun Dao Needle secretly moved behind his back, and the surface of the stick quietly shone with a bright green light.
"Buzz!"
Unexpectedly, before he could make a new move, a bright seven-color aura suddenly passed quickly from behind him, and the loud sound of swords echoed between heaven and earth, lingering around for three days without stopping.
Ye Dongfeng felt a chill in his heart and quickly raised his right hand, only to see that the Yun Dao Needle in his palm had been severely cut off, leaving only a section as long as his index finger. The cut was smooth and smooth, which was shocking.