Chapter 235 God is coming! God is coming! God is coming!
A powerful person in the divine realm, any force in this world, is a high-level force in every sense.
If placed in a small country, it would be the pillar of the country. If placed in a regional power such as Zhuang and Yong, he would be either a marquis or a prime minister. If he does not hold military power, he will hold political power.
And in a great country like the Great Xia Empire, which once had the potential to challenge the hegemony, those who can be ennobled are not ordinary gods!
Third, Zhou Ying's son Zhou Xiong is also a senior spiritual monk, but he cannot be proud of his title. Of course, he has his father's title of Duke. If he is not dead, his future future will not only be
Reflected in current strength.
Beixiang Hou Shangyanhu, who once caused great trouble in the capital of Liguo and left behind a reputation for bravery, was more powerful than Zhou Xiong in every sense.
As soon as he appeared, he smashed Zhongxuan Shengran's huge body of Fa Tian Xiang Earth into the sky, and saved the red blood ghost bat of the Chu family...
At that moment, the troops were shaken and the soldiers of the victorious camp were killed and wounded innumerable numbers.
Not only was Zhongxuan Sheng unable to react to this punch, but even Jiang Wang was unable to catch it!
Too fast, too heavy, and too sudden!
The red blood ghost bat with broken wings and shrunken eyes was still screaming in the air.
The war situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The cold fist seemed to still remain in the vision, but Shang Yanhu had disappeared.
So suddenly and awkwardly, he caught up with Chongxuan Sheng Yiqiang!
A sword light is like the rising moon,
The frost-white sword threads covered the sky and the earth, rushing like a tidal wave, drowning him, but Jiang Wang had already pounced on him.
It comes very quickly and cuts accurately.
Let him have to respond!
Shang Yanhu suddenly turned around and hit the sword with his fist!
At the same time as his fist turned, the Beixiang Houcai gave the young man a warning look with his cold gray eyes, obviously surprised by his courage and strength.
Of course, slight fluctuations in emotion will not affect the boxing force at all.
The gray-white fist accurately hit Sauvignon Blanc's sword body, and pressed the sword body downwards, hitting Jiang Wang's chest, breaking the abruptly condensed amber fire world, blasting away the protective starlight, and then
He was knocked away!
Save people?
It must be weighed by life!
When Jiang Wang's blood spilled into the sky, Shang Yanhu twisted his steps, turned around abruptly, and with a strange but direct gesture, pursued him with his fists.
But he said that the cloud of Bingyou that was bombarded shook for a while, and then quickly stabilized. Zhongxuan Sheng's huge body wrapped around Bingsha stepped on the ground, making a roar that kept reverberating.
After the cloud of evil soldiers surged, only the bodies of 571 war dead were left in place, and they rushed back up again, heading straight towards Shang Yanhu.
The corpses of the soldiers were scattered on the ground, lying on their stomachs or on their backs. They could no longer hear the sounds of pain and could no longer go home to marry their wives.
The soldiers in the air are still fully committed to the battle formation, giving all their energy and blood to the general. As always, they believe that they can be led in the direction of victory.
The dead certainly make the living sad, but the living still have to worry about the living!
With Chong Xuan Sheng's wisdom, he could not understand the current situation any better.
There is no use in mourning, no use in fear, no use in running away.
Thousands of plans and strategies are all in vain.
Only face it!
Shang Yanhu came so quickly, but they had no choice but to resist and try to fight their way out.
Is it possible for the God of War to come alone in the outer building?
Absolutely not!
Is it possible to gather troops in order to surpass the extraordinary?
Not a bad idea!
In the ancient times when not everyone could practice cultivation, the sages were the united force, and they used the power of the people to cross the extraordinary natural chasms to make the world pass, and hundreds of schools of thought contended. However, on the battlefield, the military suppressed everything.
The force of Chongxuan suddenly pushed Jiang Wang away,
The soldiers were like flowing clouds, surging on the surface of the huge palm, blocking out the sky and the sun, and stopped in front of Shang Yanhu's gray-white fist.
A giant that is tens of feet tall does not need to jump very far at all. With a slight jump, it is as if the top of a mountain is pressing down. With just a lift of the palm, it is as if it is surrounded by high walls.
The five fingers of this gigantic giant suddenly closed together, trying to grab Shang Yanhu.
But Shang Yanhu only separated his feet, and he already seemed to be rooted in the mountains and rivers. His gray-white palms turned upwards, and they supported the giant's five fingers, preventing them from closing!
This is a struggle between more than two thousand soldiers and a god.
There was a moment of stalemate.
brush!
A ray of sword light comes across the throat!
Pulled by the power of Zhongxuan, Jiang Wang's sword reached its extreme speed, exceeding his original limit!
Even his afterimage still remains in the distance, but his sword has fallen.
Shang Yanhu also seemed unable to react at all,
Let the sharp edge of Sauvignon Blanc brush across his neck!
But it only made such an ups and downs sharp sound.
The uneven texture makes this sword look like the rocks on a mountain road.
The defense of the golden body and jade suit shouldn't be like this. It's not like Jiang Wang's sword has never hurt Shen Lin!
Shang Yanhu almost seems to have a vajra body, and is stronger than Jinghai's immortal golden body of subduing the dragon.
How can it be broken?
But now... it is no longer the time to consider this. Shang Yanhu has already reached out his hand and grabbed Sauvignon Blanc with his forehand.
He still has that weird and sudden feeling. Among the powerful people at the divine level, his speed is not too fast, but in an awkward feeling, he can always capture the target accurately.
The gray-white palm approached infinitely.
Jiang Wang pointed his toe a little, and he was already on the way to the blue sky, making three consecutive turns to reach the sky.
The invisible power of the Chongxuan surged, but it pulled him to the right out of thin air!
Such a weird mistake, in the end, even a powerful person like Shang Yanhu made a mistake.
"Ah!"
Shang Yanhu sneered slightly in surprise, lifted his giant palm away with his left hand, twisted his feet, and moved his fist closer to Jiang Wang,
He didn't quite believe that Jiang Wang could successfully escape from danger every time before crossing the gap in the essence of life.
Can the young people of Qi be reincarnated as gods?
He stepped on the ground and punched the southeast. Before the punch landed, the force of the punch had already crushed Jiang Wang's figure and he visibly sank.
But when Shang Yanhu's fist fell, Jiang Wang's figure had already passed by again. Only the white mark left on the tip of the fist when the sword edge wiped it!
Shang Yanhu opened his fists and struck the clouds with each strike. The shadows of his fists filled the sky. For a moment, it felt like the sky was overturned and the earth was torn apart by violent winds and rain.
Heaven and earth are ruthless, and the fist reflects his heart.
This is the Fist of Badu.
The fist covers the world, this heart proves itself,
I say there is no time, and no one is allowed to have it. I want time, and no one is allowed to have it!
Gray-white fists were almost everywhere, becoming more and more urgent.
But there was a figure in a green shirt, coming and going suddenly, like thunder in a heavy rain!
The Qingyun mark appeared and disappeared, and the power of Zhongxuan suddenly came and went. Jiang Wang, with dexterity beyond anything he had ever seen before, dashed left and right under the lock of Shang Yanhu's fist.
Fighting God is coming from the outer building.
What brought the situation to a momentary stalemate was the excellent cooperation between Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang.
But it won't last long.
Because in such a tense situation, neither of them can make any mistakes. If they fail to cooperate once, it will lead to regrettable consequences. Shang Yanhu's fist is like a cage, and Jiang Wang's agile figure is like a flying bird.
The bird is in the cage, and the cage is tighter and tighter.
The wings are closed and it is difficult to fly.
Boom!
When Jiang Wang's figure rose again, Zhong Xuan Sheng's giant palm entwined with the power of Bingsha had also fallen.
Jiang Wang's figure came out from between his fingers, and his giant palms immediately closed together. Suddenly the sun dimmed, and it seemed like the sky was falling.
Shang Yanhu was not afraid at all, and his gray-white fist went straight up - a giant's palm was opened!
But I didn’t see the sky opening up and the clouds widening.
What fell was a sword.
Withdraw to the left and restrain to the right, dividing the mountains, the sea, the sun and the moon.
Jiang Wang, who passed through the giant's fingers, flipped in the air, held the sword edge upside down, and slashed out a herringbone sword! It just filled the gaping palm of Chong Xuan Sheng, chopped Shang Yanhu into pieces, and continued to pursue.
possible.
Fists and swords clash!
The herringbone sword force was directly destroyed by Badu's fist force. Jiang Wang was blasted high into the sky on the spot—
Whoosh!
Another dark bloody light came directly, almost face to face with Shang Yanhu who was about to pursue Jiang Wang.
The soul-eating blood light of that red blood ghost bat!
He was originally going to attack Jiang Wang, but because Jiang Wang was blasted away by a punch, he fell towards Shang Yanhu. It turned out that Jiang Wang had already released the red blood ghost bat in the first step when he passed through the giant's fingers and jumped into the sky.
Taoist anger.
Although the red-blooded ghost bat at the divine level will not be controlled by this kind of Taoist magic at the level below the super level, it can still be a little irritable. Although the injury is quite serious and the pain is not gone, he still managed to take a cold blow. However, he was beaten by Jiang
Hoping to be determined, he led Shang Yanhu.
He first broke through the force of the military formation, then broke through the herringbone sword style, and then suddenly encountered a fierce attack from his "comrades in arms".
Even a strong man like Shang Yanhu was caught off guard!
Hastily, he moved his body to the side, turned his fingers downwards, and pushed down the soul-eating blood light.
The incorporeal soul-eating blood light seemed to have more specific details at this moment, or in other words, the "details" were pressed out, so it was pressed sideways.
But even so, the process of intertwining the dark blood light and the gray palms also brought out a blood groove for Shang Yanhu, who had strong defense!
This was the first time he was injured in this battle.
Shang Yanhu suddenly turned his head and roared: "Take your stupid bat back!"
The red-blooded ghost bat also knew that he had caused chaos, and stood helpless in the air, not even daring to scream in pain. The sarcoma that was still dripping with blood could not be retracted or released.
Chu Rang, who had already been fighting with Zhong Xuan Zun in the distance, was not angry and just shouted: "Come here with Xueyan, let's have a good meal with you!"
The red-blooded ghost bat made a vigorous stroke with its remaining fleshy wings, like a fish swimming through the water, and penetrated into the blue curtain of fire. One battlefield, two battle situations, each dangerous.
It seems like we have returned to the original state, as if Jiang Wang and Zhong Xuansheng led 3,000 people to rush for help... but nothing has changed!
It’s still one bat and one person fighting against Chong Xuan Zun!
There are only one more soldiers in the victory camp, and Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Sheng have to face... Shang Yanhu, who is stronger than Zhou Xiong!
Chong Xuan Sheng, who was reorganizing the army, had already felt the weakening of the power of the soldiers. Although the Qi and Blood Pills were sufficient and could continuously replenish the blood, the physical strength of these soldiers had limits after all.
If he was given more Ninth Soldier sergeants to rotate, he would certainly not be afraid of facing off against Shang Yanhu.
But in Sang Mansion, which is deep in the hinterland of Xia Kingdom, where can there be any reinforcements?
But what?
Jiang Wang, who was floating in the air, had all his muscles trembling at this moment, and his internal organs were violently shaken. He just touched it and walked away, relieving a lot of strength! The gap between the outer building realm and the divine presence realm is reflected in this hard connection with Shang Yanhu.
As a result of the punch, if it was not to channel the killing power of the red-blooded ghost bat, he would never take the risk, but... so what?
Neither Chong Xuansheng nor Jiang Wang looked at each other.
Because they must focus their greatest attention on Shang Yanhu.
But at this moment, their expressions were surprisingly unified,
There is no excitement or anger there, but only the calmness of facing reality. There is no need to ask why the situation has evolved into this. There are thousands of consequences for a different thought, and they all know how to face it.
In the shortest possible time, defeating Chu Rang and the Red Blood Ghost Bat was the only possibility for them to escape with Zhong Xuan Zun.
When Shang Yanhu arrived in such timely manner, it would be very difficult to defeat the target with another Shang Yanhu.
But this is the only way to go.
Then come and give it a try.
Two people took action at the same time!
One is as majestic as a mountain, and the other is as graceful as a banished immortal.
In the complex and chaotic Chongxuan force field, Jiang Wang took the lead with his sword.
Shang Yanhu was fearless and came to greet him with his fist raised.
The sword walks a line high in the sky, and the fist divides the heaven and the earth.
Chong Xuan Sheng's huge body followed Jiang Wang, resisting the sunlight and casting shadows.
That ray of sword light fell down, like a mountain general falling over Shang Yanhu, like the eternally silent earth, lifting up thousands of valleys and abyss with its fist.
Chongxuan's power was suddenly raised, and Jiang Wang's sword light was still diverted at the extreme moment. With a perfect misalignment, Chongxuan Sheng's fist like a mountain fell first and boom!
This is a fight without any tricks. Zhongxuan Sheng means using the power of the military formation to actually collide with the gods.
The results are obvious.
Shang Yanhu stood still, his huge body weighing dozens of feet but leaning back.
But in this intersection, Jiang Wangzong's sword has fallen.
The sword that topples the mountain collides with Shang Yanhu again.
Shang Yanhu still punched him!
That gray-white fist towers over the earth like a rolling mountain range.
But Jiang Wang suddenly felt like a floating duck, and his sword turned around involuntarily!
From the extreme state of Tianzhu's vertebra toppling, the flow dissipated into a pool of water and turned into a leaf.
Almost as soon as the fist and sword collided, Jiang Wang was knocked away - he was flying too fast!
It crashed into the cave hundreds of feet away at an astonishing speed!
In a relatively weak state, facing an opponent like Shang Yanhu, the target is in another battle situation, with a more advantageous concession.
This choice of battle is truly bold, arrogant, beyond imagination, and amazing!
At this moment, Jiang Wang, whose cloak was bathed in flames, felt as if something was burning inside him. All his suppressed strength and all his silent perseverance were turned into kinetic energy at this moment, pushing him to continue to accelerate and move forward.
Quick! Faster!
In the force field controlled by Zhongxuan Sheng, all Zhongxuan's power, whether pushing, squeezing or pulling, is helping Jiang Wang advance.
And Zhongxuanzun, who was fighting for life and death with Churang, also felt an extremely terrifying attraction!
The power of Chongxuan continues through the air!
One pushes, the other sucks!
The two brothers, who were as powerful as fire and water, achieved perfect coordination with Jiang Wang's sword.
Jiang Wang's speed at this moment was so fast that even his voice couldn't catch up.
So when he kills with a sword to the rear, and the sword energy roars like a crowd - he is quiet!
At that time, Chu Rang was forced to retreat by Chong Xuan Zun's desperate sword. His back and Jiang Wang's sword seemed to have a tacit understanding at this moment, and there must be contact.
It's impossible to avoid it anymore.
Peng~!
The touch caused a blue flame condensed like ice flowers to ignite outside the body.
Sauvignon Blanc was blocked by the blue flames and was stripped of a huge amount of sword energy before it crashed into the back of Chu Rang's heart.
puff!
The touch caused a mouthful of blood to spurt out, but the person seemed to be extinguished by flames. When it was rekindled, it appeared on the back of the red blood ghost bat.
His face was pale, and no matter how golden and chalcedony he was, he seemed to have eaten Jiang Wang's sword alive. At this moment, he was almost a little unsteady standing on the back of the red-blooded ghost bat.
Although they were not dead, Jiang Wang, Chong Xuan Zun, and Chong Xuan Sheng succeeded in inflicting heavy losses through this perfect cooperation, and finally saw hope of reversing this killing battle!
But at this time, a gentle voice sounded
"Give in, give in, how could a junior be beaten like this?"
A man in Confucian uniform with fluttering sleeves walked slowly from high altitude in the east, shaking his head and speaking in a rather regretful tone.
"I'm Li Fu." He glanced at Jiang Wang, Chong Xuan Zun, Chong Xuan Sheng, and bowed elegantly: "I'm glad to see some of the Qi Tianjiao!"
Lifu, Marquis of Guangping in the Great Xia Empire!
The words were not spoken yet.
Boom!
Thunder rolled across the sky in the south, and a nine-foot tall man fell down. His voice was like a bell: "Is Jin'an Hu Dou Jian really old? What a pity for Mr. Xue!"
Xue Chang, Marquis of Yangling in the Great Xia Empire!
Then in the northern sky, in the direction of Daye Mansion, a man came dragging a Guan Dao. The blade of the knife pierced the ground with deep cuts.
But the man wearing a helmet just looked at Zhongxuan Zun, who was dressed in white and stained with blood.
"We meet again, Chong Xuanzun. This time, where are you going to escape?"
It was Jin Ling who had fought against each other in Linwu Mansion before and had already killed Zhongxuan Zun once.
