Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, clenched his hands tightly, and the tyrannical power of the ancient gods continuously gathered in his right hand.
The fist of his right hand also released a rich dark golden light, and then suddenly blasted out.
The silver-armored ancient god transformed from the battle formation also punched out fiercely.
Two huge fists collided head-on.
Head-to-head, this is a collision of forces!
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the vast power of the ancient gods dispersed.
The void was twisted into a twist almost instantly, and huge and narrow space cracks spread like spider webs, spreading tens of thousands of miles away. The terrifying power shocked many strong men watching around the battlefield.
, they all sucked in the air-conditioning.
In the center of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang's face darkened, and he staggered back several steps.
But the silver-armored ancient god transformed by the war just retreated and took a walk.
"How come?"
Many powerful men of the ancient demon clan were surprised when they saw this scene.
It should be noted that the silver-armored ancient gods transformed by the nine ancient divine guards have reached the four-star level. Although Jian Wushuang is an ancient god of the royal family, he is only at the top of the three-star level. Logically speaking, his power is far inferior to the former.
But in the end, the silver-armored ancient god just barely had the upper hand?
They didn't know that Jian Wushuang was not only the ancient god of the Three-Star Royal Family, he also wore the Blood Fiend General Armor. The Blood Fiend General Armor was enough to directly increase his power by ten times. This resulted in Jian Wushuang's power.
It is also the level of Heavenly Lord.
"Come again!"
After falling behind after a collision, Jian Wushuang was not discouraged at all. His huge body was galloping, and the next moment he rushed out again.
The silver-armored ancient god transformed from the battle formation also rushed towards him.
The two behemoths fought against each other again like lightning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jian Wushuang never used sword skills and relied on his own hands and feet, but he still fully displayed his close combat ability.
He had spent some time in the real ancient god clan and had fought against many ancient gods.
He has a very good understanding of the fighting methods of the ancient gods.
Even without using weapons, he can still perfectly display the power of an ancient god.
But the nine ancient divine guards were different.
Although they have all awakened the bloodline of the ancient gods, they do not know as much about the fighting methods of the ancient gods as Jian Wushuang does. The most important thing is that they are an ancient god battle formation formed by nine people, and three of them temporarily join this formation.
During the war.
Although this battle formation is powerful, the cooperation between them cannot be perfect at all.
Sora has a tyrannical combat power that is comparable to that of a mid-tier Heavenly Lord or even higher, but he has not fully unleashed it, at most he can only exert 70% of his power.
In addition, as the ancient god of the royal family, Jian Wushuang always carried the bloodline pressure, which also made the nine ancient god guards extremely uncomfortable.
Under the constraints of so many conditions, when fighting, this silver-armored ancient god formed by the battle formation fell into a disadvantage, and the disadvantage was very obvious.
"Haha, let's go."
Jian Wushuang laughed, and took a sharp step forward, closing the distance with the ancient silver-armored god. His shoulder instantly hit the body of the ancient silver-armored god, causing the ancient silver-armored god to hit him repeatedly.
After retreating, Jian Wushuang waved his big hand and swept away the huge body of the silver-armored ancient god.
"You clearly have the power of a four-star silver-armored ancient god, but you can't use it at all... It's boring."
Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly, losing interest.
Jian Wushuang was too lazy to tangle with the silver-armored ancient god anymore. He saw a sharp light in his eyes, and the vast power of the ancient god was instantly concentrated towards his right index finger.
Compared with the ancient gods formed by using battle formations, there is a huge gap between the real ancient gods. This gap is not only reflected in some of the ancient gods' fighting skills and mutual cooperation, but also in some of the ancient gods' unique tricks and secret techniques.
above.
And now, as Jian Wushuang's index finger accumulated strength, he immediately pointed out the terrifying finger.
"The ancient god's first finger breaks the boundary!"
Jian Wushuang also let out a low drink.
In an instant, a giant golden finger exuding a terrifying aura fell from the sky.
This golden giant finger seemed to extend from ancient times, carrying an astonishing pressure of momentum, and instantly moved towards the silver-armored ancient divine finger formed by the battle formation.
The ancient god in silver armor also tried his best to gather the power of the ancient god, and punched arrogantly to resist.
But the end result...
With a bang, the world fell silent.
The silver-armored ancient god flew backwards at an astonishing speed. While flying backwards, the ancient god's power on his body also trembled crazily. It was obvious that he had reached the edge of collapse, and the nine elements that formed the silver-armored ancient god were
At this moment, the ancient divine guards all spat out a mouthful of blood.
Already no match for Jian Wushuang, the silver-armored ancient god, his momentum immediately decreased.
"You actually blocked one of my fingers and didn't collapse completely?"
Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and then the fingers of his right hand began to gather the power of the ancient gods again.
"One finger is not enough, then another finger!"
Jian Wu's eyes flashed sharply.
In the camp of the ancient demon clan, Kuxin Tianzun saw this scene and frowned fiercely, "The battle formation of the ancient gods is about to be unable to hold on any longer. Dong Ming, please take action quickly."
"I?"
Dongming Tianzun, who was standing next to Kuxin Tianzun, was startled, and his expression became quite ugly.
If he joins forces with the silver-armored ancient god now, he will obviously bully the small with his many, and bully the small with his big.
Normally, Dongming Tianzun would not do this, but he couldn't care less about the situation in front of him.
Whoosh!
Dongming Tianzun immediately turned into a scarlet stream of light and shot straight out.
"Um?"
Jian Wushuang's right index finger had already been raised. He believed that he only needed to use one more finger, and the silver-armored ancient god in front of him should be enough to collapse. However, at this time, he discovered that the silver-armored ancient god in front of him was rushing towards him.
A scarlet stream of light.
"Dong Ming Tianzun?" Jian Wushuang's lips curled up slightly.
When the strong men from all sides fighting outside the battlefield saw this scene, there was a commotion.
"Is it Tianzun Dongming? He is planning to take action!"
"The Ancient God Battle Formation already possesses the combat power of the Heavenly Lord. Now the Dongming Heavenly Lord appears again. Is this going to be a two-on-one fight?"
"Tsk, tsk, that Jian Wushuang is only in the eternal realm. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for the ancient demon clan to act like this?"
"Huh, do you still think that Jian Wushuang is in the eternal realm? Look at the strength he has shown. In addition, he is already a three-star ancient god. The three-star ancient god is equivalent to the Taoist Lord of mankind."
Voices came from outside the battlefield.
But Jian Wushuang showed a hearty smile, "It's good to come, then let's go together."
The moment the words fell, a soaring fighting spirit rose from Jian Wushuang's body. At the same time, the Blood Peak Sword also appeared in Jian Wushuang's hand.