"Open!" Mozambique roared and transferred all his life force to his right palm. In order to make this palm more powerful, Mozambique has transformed all defensive energy into his offensive right palm. He knew that even so, it would not be possible.
It will kill the opponent, but at least it will cause some damage to the opponent when it kills!
Seeing Mozambique's desperate palm, Duoqishurahou couldn't help but shudder. He roared angrily and used part of his magical power to protect his body. The palm that attacked Mozambique added another three points of force!
If this palm strike is real, Mozambique will be turned into minced meat and his body and soul will be destroyed!
Of course Mozambique knew his fate. He had no choice but to fight without fear of death and faced it without hesitation.
Just when Mozambique was ready to be hit and closed his eyes, a loud "boom" came from beside him.
Then the violent energy storm blew his body back several steps. When Mozambique looked up at the field, he found Nan Hairen standing opposite Duoqi in a domineering manner. The situation on the field showed that Duoqi was not able to take it.
Small loss!
"It's shameful. It's disgusting to use your cultivation to deal with a person with such a low cultivation! It's such a disgrace to the Shura Temple!" Nan Hairen looked at Duoqi Shurahou and said contemptuously.
Marquis Duoqishura was so angry that he could not speak: "You...you..."
"What you...you...mine, I'm so disappointed!" Nan Hairen said.
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why do you want to set up such an obstacle? Don't you think that the Shura Temple is in your eyes?" King Huadali Shura took a step forward.
"Shura Temple? I respected this place a long time ago, but from the moment you started collecting beast crystals and babies from mortals, your image in my eyes has been equated with those bandits who occupy the mountains and become kings. It is not at all
It deserves my respect, otherwise I will even look down on myself!" Nan Hairen looked at King Huadali Shura with disdain.
"You are so crazy, let me see how much you weigh!" After Duoqishurahou said, he shook his hands, and immediately there was an eight-treasure tiger-head hairpin golden gun in his hand.
"Izuku" stabbed over.
Nan Hairen took a slight step back, dodged the stabbing spear tip, used the Sword to Slay Demons and Slaughter Immortals, and fought with the opponent.
The two fought faster and faster, until Mozambique and King Huadali Shura were dazzled.
After several moves, King Duoqi Shura's eight-treasure tiger-head hairpin gold spear was radiant with black light, and it stabbed again with powerful Shura energy. It was more powerful than the previous shots. Nan Hairen circled his hands, and a ball of light came from
Appeared between his hands, and with a movement of energy, the ball of light gradually grew bigger under the guidance of the Demon-Slaying Demon-Slaying Sword, and soon came into contact with Duoqi's eight-treasure tiger-head hairpin and golden spear.
There was no sound, but the awn on the Eight Treasure Tiger Head Hairpin and Xin Gun became brighter and brighter.
Nan Hairen sensed the endless pressure coming from Duoqishurahou's gun. He quickly took off the Demon Slaying Demon Slaying Immortal Sword. He held the spell in his left hand to protect the light ball, and used the sword in his right hand to strike at the eight-treasure tiger head hairpin golden spear.
Facing the eight-treasure tiger-headed hairpin gold spear that was coming at him, the black light on the gun and the silver light from the Nanhairen Sword of Subduing Demons, Killing Demons and Slaying Immortals dyed the sky brightly, and the silver light squeezed the black light into the air.
, exploding like fireworks.
The Nanhai Ren Sword Technique came out again, with a move of "Destroying Demons and Expelling Evil", which released ten silver light balls. Duoqi roared angrily, and when he swung the eight-treasure tiger-head hairpin golden gun, eight beams of light were released and formed into a light net, and the light ball hit
In the light net, ten light balls exploded instantly, making this fireworks show even grander. The entire sky was like neon lights after the rain, colorful and full of smoke and gunpowder.
Soon the neon lights disappeared, and the earth returned to the embrace of the gray morning. There was a period of silence, and both sides stared at their opponents. Nan Hairen saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Duoqi's mouth.
Marquis Duoqishura said coldly: "It is not easy to catch the eight-gun array of my eight-treasure tiger-head hairpin golden spear. Who are you?"
After speaking, Marquis Duoqishura raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously. The granular blood beads were so crystal clear that his blood was actually blue-black!
"It doesn't matter who I am. It's just that your skills are too different from mine. I advise you to stop. Maybe we can make friends." Nan Hairen calmed down and said.
"Impossible, the dignity of the temple cannot be challenged, even though you are very strong!" King Huadali Shura, who was watching the battle from the side, spoke, and when he came up, he pushed the already relaxed atmosphere back to the point of tension!
"Haha, for the dignity of the so-called temple, you are so careless about the lives of mortals. I don't think the dignity of the temple is worth it!" Nan Hairen looked at King Huadali Shura.
"Presumptuous, who are you? Don't think that you can go against the Shura Temple just because you have some cultivation. You are still far away!" King Huadali Shura said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura came out of his body. As soon as the aura came out, the Shura Heavenly Soldiers around him unconsciously moved back ten feet.
Nan Hairen took a step forward gently, seemingly not responding to the overwhelming momentum. He said softly: "Let these villagers go, so that we can still have the friendship to see each other again!"
"Boy, you are so crazy. Don't blame me for being ruthless." After hearing what Nan Hairen said, King Huadari Shura shouted without giving in.
After saying that, he waved his hand and there was a five-colored golden knife in his palm, and the sword flashed towards Nan Hairen.
Nan Hairen could see that this Huadali was worthy of being the Shura King. He was many times more advanced than Duoqi Shura Hou in terms of cultivation. This seemingly ordinary sword was pregnant with dozens of offensive and defensive moves!
Nan Hairen perked up and shouted, "Well done!" He waved his sword and faced him.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong" came a dense sound of swords clashing, and then a strong wind blew immediately centered on the fight between the two. The strong wind blew down several surrounding houses in an instant!
"I didn't realize that your strength has reached the king level. Well! I haven't had a good fight in thousands of years. Have fun, have fun!" King Huadali Shura's voice came from the strong wind.
"You are not bad either. You are the person with the highest cultivation and attack power that I have met so far. I hope you will not disappoint me!" Nan Hairen's voice, neither humble nor arrogant, came from the strong wind.
Swords and swords were going back and forth, punches and kicks were going back and forth. After Nan Hairen and King Huadali Shura fought for more than twenty moves, their movements slowed down and sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Nanhai Renxin said: "Since I used the Nine-Colored ** to travel here, my cultivation level has dropped too much. Compared with myself back then, it is more than a thousand times worse. Otherwise, a little Shura King would be able to do it with just one finger."
Destroy it! But it’s good, I can just use him to train myself, improve my cultivation, and be prepared to see Bi Yan as soon as possible and protect Bi Yan!"
King Huadali Shura was also thinking in his mind: "Who is he? I have never met him. As long as he has cultivated to the king level, he will be registered in the Shura Temple and the Shura Emperor, because in
There are countless masters at the Shura Realm King level..."