"retreat!"

Xia Yu and Wu Sha yelled at the same time. The four young masters did not dare to turn around, but the speed of the retreat actually broke through the sound barrier and made a sound of a hurrying sound.

Even if they escaped, these four people showed the style of the top strong men in the younger generation of Daxia.

Di Lu Qionglei's eyes lit up again, with sincere envy on her face and said, "It's so strong. These people are all little guys under forty years old. They can even use the sound body technique, and they are almost twice as fast as supersonic."

However, the more outstanding the young masters in Daxia performed, the more murderous hell the Emperor Lu Qionglei was.

He also moved, leaving behind a afterimage with a true essence and even an envious expression on his face. His real body actually appeared nearly a hundred meters away, stopping all four people who retreated quickly.

Too fast!

The first Wu Guomin and Su Shanshan who reacted, jumped up at the same time. Facing this powerful man who was simply impossible to defeat, the two of them waved their fists at the same time even though they knew they were unable to compete.

Bang!

However, the two of them had their full output blocked by an air wall three meters in front of Dilu Qionglei.

Only two muffled sounds that were superimposed together burst out, and the countershock force formed actually bounced the two of them backwards.

Too strong!

He was as proud as Su Shanshan. At this time, the blood on his pretty face was lost, and he was afraid of being shocked again, making his face pale as paper.

How domineering Wu Guomin was, but at this time his right arm was trembling violently, flying backwards rapidly, and his chest was even more violently.

The speed of the two flying backwards was faster than the supersonic body movements they had when they retreated.

"retreat!"

Xia Yu raised his hand to stop Wu Sha, grabbed a blue bead from his right hand, and said loudly: "Enter into the swamp, run scatteredly. Never let this bastard beat all the strong men of our younger generation in one place."

"good."

Wu Sha didn't hesitate, kicked his feet, and a deep pit exploded on the ground, and his body rushed backwards in the direction of the swamp like a shell.

At the same time, Xia Xue threw the beads in her hand towards Di Lu Qionglai and shouted viciously: "Go to die, don't think you are the Martial Saint, we will have nothing to do with you."

Boom!

The huge explosion shocked the water in the entire swamp and bounced up as a whole, and a blue mushroom cloud rose.

The shock wave generated by the explosion helped Xia Yu turn around and increased his speed to the extreme and fled wildly.

"Little beast!"

At the core of the explosion, Dilu Qionglei still maintained the action of raising his hand to block it, but the terrifying power had already blown up his entire left hand to a bloody and bloody blown away his thumb.

The most hateful thing is that after Dilu Qionglei discovered that the bead exploded, it was constantly stirring up electric arcs, breaking the white clothes on his body, and pieces of cloth shavings burned by the arc flew away in all directions.

boom!

Dilu Qionglei was furious and a terrifying aura of the Martial Saint burst out.

No, it was the explosion of the Great Saint-level aura. Although the power of the Great Saint is not particularly stable, he did step into that super existence.

The arcs that filled his body were instantly dispelled, and he rushed out of the smoke like a crazy lion.

"It turned out to be the Thunder Pearl of the Royal Family of the Great Xia. It seems that you should be a prince!"

Dilu Qionglai followed a few steps into the swamp, chased after Xia Yu, raised his right green sword and shouted loudly: "Since that's the case, I will kill you first and sacrifice my injured left hand with your royal blood."

boom!

Just as Diluqionglei was about to kill, a golden spell suddenly exploded in his hands.

It turned out that Wu Guomin had not left. He restrained his breath and lay behind the low shrub beside him. At this critical moment, he threw out a spell, and in the fire, another great saint-level aura appeared.

"who?!"

Dilu Qionglei was shocked and turned around suddenly.

I saw a phantom of a tall, sharp-eyed middle-aged man appeared.

This middle-aged man's eyes were vicissitudes of life and his temples were gray, and there was a touch of royal aura between his eyebrows.

That's right, this phantom is Wu Zun, the King of West Sea.

Wu Zun once gave Su Haoran a similar amulet, which he used when he first encountered Anna, the fifth killer in the world. Of course, the power of Su Haoran's amulet was much weaker than the one in Wu Guomin's hand.

"The barbarians in the west dare to come to my Daxia to cause trouble!"

Wu Zun's projection glared and slammed his fist at Di Lu Qionglei.

"Nei Hachi, it's a pity that you are just a projection of power. If the real body is here, I will turn around and leave."

Diluqionglei also glared at him and waved his sword to fight.

Boom!

Another violent explosion, Wu Zun's projection disappeared instantly, and Di Lu Qionglei was shocked to his feet and flew backwards seven or eight meters away.

In the air, Diluqionglei's arms trembled violently, the sword in his hand was buzzing, and even the corners of his mouth began to hemorrhage.

"When you fight beautifully, today may be our day to kill the saint."

Su Shanshan is also back. As the daughter of the Su family in Youzhou and the direct disciple of the Kunlun Desert, this girl naturally has a life-saving treasure.

She flipped her right hand and a jade makeup mirror appeared in her hand. She turned the mirror to Di Lu Qionglai. After the mirror reflected some sunlight, a Bagua Tai Chi diagram immediately appeared.

"Dare to hurt my disciple and seek death."

Then, a loud and ethereal voice sounded in the air, and the Bagua Tai Chi diagram in the mirror turned into a fist force and burst out with a bang.

This power is actually the power of the Golden Immortal Art. It has a strong and dense force, and it has the general trend of moving mountains and filling the sea.

"hateful!"

Di Lu Qionglei was so scared that his pupils suddenly expanded to the limit. He didn't dare to snatch his head. His body flipped in the air, barely avoiding the force of this fist. Then, a deep groove of a hundred meters long, three meters deep and more than two meters wide was plowed on the ground behind him.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, the jade makeup mirror in Su Shanshan's hand collapsed, and this treasure turned out to be a disposable consumable.

"Damn it, what other means do you have?"

Di Lu Qionglei finally breathed a sigh of relief, rushed towards Su Shanshan with a ferocious face, and roared and waved his long sword.

At this moment, Wusha came back. He jumped up, threw something at Di Lu Qionglei, and shouted loudly: "Look at my Qingcheng Sect's magic weapon."

"magic weapon!"

Di Lu Qionglei was scared by the younger generations, so she was about to slash Su Shanshan's long sword, and picked up the tip of the sword, pierced the magic weapon with a puff.

The so-called magic weapon slid down quickly along the sword body, which scared Dilu Qionglei so much that he almost shook his hand and threw it away.

As a result, after a closer look, the dignified president of the Mauryan Martial Arts Association and the dignified Great Saint-level powerful man almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

What a shitty magic weapon? It's obviously a sneaker that exudes a strong smell of foot.

Looking at Wu Sha again, the shoes on his left foot were gone at this time.

"Little beast, dare to play with me."

Diluchonlei was furious.

"See the trick!"

At the same time, the Northern War God Ling Feng arrived.

He didn't have any special equipment, but he actually held a m134 Vulcan cannon with both hands.

Da, da da!

The six large-caliber gun barrels of the Vulcan cannon were rotated together, and in an instant, hundreds of armor-piercing bullets that looked like small hammers were blasted out.

I have to say that Ling Feng is really the toughest god of war.

If you don’t have any treasures to use equipment to make up, you are a soldier. You can use the strongest individual weapons of the army to deal with the invincible people.

but!

The strength of the Great Saint level is beyond everyone's imagination.

Di Lu Qionglai suddenly turned around, stood up and pushed forward, and the outgoing true energy formed a copper and iron wall in front of him, and even m134 could not break his defense against him.

"Ling Feng, hold on, I still have good things."

Su Shanshan turned her right hand and another black jade tiger carved with mysterious runes appeared in her palm. She rubbed her left hand gently on the jade tiger's ears, and bright red blood beads quickly filled the runes.

"Damn, the tiger talisman of the Su family in Youzhou!"

"It is said that this is the ancient treasure left by Su Dingfang, the commander of the Tang Dynasty, and one talisman possesses the power of a thousand troops."

"That's right, the Su family, a ancient clan, once used this tiger talisman to kill the first-class great saint. Many people in later generations speculated that the Su family no longer had tiger talismans, but they did not expect it to appear again today."

Xia Yu, Ling Feng, Wu Guomin and others exclaimed at the same time.

Unfortunately, the runes on the Shishi Tiger Talisman were not completely covered with blood, and were hit by a sword light.

Click!

The jade-like tiger talisman was shattered by the sword energy, and only a shield in the mist exploded, keeping Su Shanshan from being shattered by the sword light.
To be continued...