The Great Sage of Fire Spirit on the head of the boat welcomed him, and drove the red giant sword and fought with Zhong Wushuang into a ball. With his hands waving, balls of red flames flew out, turning into tigers in the air and pounced on Zhong Wushuang. These illusory tigers could actually shatter the sword lights that Zhong Wushuang gave. In a moment, there were hundreds of flaming tigers in the air, surrounding Zhong Wushuang and biting them.

On the other side, thousands of sword lights flew across the air, weaving a dense sword net, surrounding the man in the yellow robe and the warship he was in. The demon kings on the warship fled in a hurry.

The battle between the god-transforming cultivators and the demon king's powerful demon kings is not something that can be afforded by the demon king realm. After the demon kings were far away from the battle situation, some demon kings attacked the city in groups, while others sacrificed magic weapons to attack the real person Mingjian from afar and attacked the claw shadow.

The man in yellow robe sat alone at the head of the boat and set off a spear to resist the attack of the sword formation. The thirteen-section steel whip, which was a hundred feet tall, was still smashing hard on the top of the city.

Ming Jian Zhenren was wearing armor and holding a silver spear. The gun shadow flew away one by one. He was not from a war cultivator, and his physical strength was not comparable to that of Liu Changsheng and Zhong Wushuang. He was not suitable for rushing into the demon group and attacking fiercely. However, the situation in front of him was in a crisis, and it was difficult to protect Xili City if the attacks of the demon kings were not curbed as soon as possible.

Just now, Zhong Wushuang sent a message to him that he had a way to kill the man in yellow. Because of this, he refused to fight out of the city.

Suddenly, Zhong Wushuang raised his slender hand, and a green light flew out of his sleeve and headed straight for the man in the yellow robe. The green light flashed like lightning, flashing thousands of feet, silently passing through the sword net and pounced on the man in the yellow robe.

The man in the yellow robe seemed to have some senses and suddenly turned his head, but golden light was blooming in front of him. A spiral golden light column as thick as a bucket hit him. The pressure from the light column was extremely strong, even if he casts the spell with all his strength, it would be like this.

The man in the yellow robe was shocked, and a spear was stabbed out when he raised his hand. After a deafening loud noise, the golden light dissipated, but the figure of the man in the yellow robe was knocked out of the warship by a huge force.

Sword lights roared and slashed on his body. Among them, five sword lights were real long swords. They broke through the body-protecting spiritual light and slashed directly on his body, tearing his clothes apart. However, a thick layer of earth-yellow scales suddenly appeared on the body of the man in the yellow robe. The long sword slashed on the scales, making a clang, but it could not pierce the scales and was bounced back one after another.

The next moment, the light and shadow in front of the man in the yellow robe flashed, and a man in the green robe followed the golden light column and hit it with a stick on his head.

The stick shadow was like a mountain, the wind was howling, and the man in the yellow robe had nowhere to hide. He thrust his spear in his hand and stabbed it out again.

The spear stick collided, and a huge force rushed in, his arms were numb, the spear was almost smashed away, and his figure was even knocked away dozens of feet away like a sack.

The strong wind whistled on the right, and the gun shadow flashed, but it was Ming Jian Zhenren who stabbed him with a gun.

The man in the yellow robe reacted quickly enough, and he swung his spear and smashed it away. The gun and spear collided with each other. With a loud bang, the two were each knocked away.

Before the man in yellow robe could react, the man in green robe took a step forward, rushed to the man in yellow robe again, and smashed it down with a stick.

This stick directly smashed the spear in the yellow-robed man's hand.

The man in green robe followed closely behind and threw him down with a stick.

Every stick of his is simple and unpretentious, but his strength and speed are so strong that it is irresistible.

The man in the yellow robe shouted angrily, raised his hand and punched him at the long stick.

The dull loud noise mixed with the sound of bones breaking, the figure of the man in the yellow robe crashed into the ground like a meteor falling, and the bone in his left hand shattered.

The man in the green robe raised his footsteps and chased after him again. This time, two demon kings rushed over from one side without hesitation. One demon king waved a hammer and blocked the man in the green robe, and slammed the man in the face with a fierce hammer. The other demon king spurted a yellow light from his mouth and hit the body of the man in the green robe.

This yellow light column can instantly petrify monsters and monks. Unexpectedly, hitting the body of the man in the green robe only made the man in the green robe rush forward a little slower. The yellow light dissipated and covered the man in the green robe, as if he was wearing a layer of yellow armor for him, without any effect on the man in the green robe swaying his stick to hit the oncoming hammer.

The stick and hammer collided, and the demon king who was two feet tall and as tall as a cow suddenly flew a hundred feet away like a kite with a broken string. The sledgehammer flew out of his hand, blood gushed out of his mouth, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see it.

A dozens of sword lights slashed over the head of another demon king who spewed out yellow light suddenly slashed over. With the screams, blood splattered, and his body was instantly shattered by the sword light.

The man in yellow robe who fell on the ground rolled on the ground and turned into a strange beast with a body like a hill. The strange beast, with its dragon head, dragon claws, dragon horns, and a hundred feet long, was as thick and majestic as a giant lizard. Its body was covered with yellow scales. Subaru's head roared, and his sharp claws slapped at the ground, and his body soared into the air. His thick tail dozens of feet long swept towards the man in green robe.

"Dragon King on Earth?"

Ming Jian Zhenren murmured, his brows frowned, and his figure shook, leaving the Dragon King on Earth.

The adult terrain dragon has a strong body and a strong force, no less than the real dragon clan. Its scales are hard and difficult to be killed. Judging from the spiritual pressure revealed in the body of this terrain dragon, it is a strong man at the peak of the demon emperor's initial level.

But when he saw the appearance of the man in the green robe, he was stunned for a moment.

The man in the green robe turned out to be Liu Changsheng, but judging from the spiritual pressure exposed from his body, he was better than Liu Changsheng. Although he was also a long stick in his hand, it was shining with silver.

Liu Changsheng was clearly in another direction, so why did he suddenly run into front of him?

Before he could think about it, the man in the green robe shook his figure and gently avoided the attack of the Dragon King of Dixing. The light suddenly shone around him, and his body twisted and turned into a huge giant hundred feet. The long stick in his hand shook and turned into a hundred feet long. He took a step forward, approached the Dragon King of Dixing, and smashed it down with a stick.

In a blink of an eye, the two have become a group of battles, with stick shadows scattered and claw shadows flying.

This man in green robe was the Yellow Turban Strongman.

Seeing the fierce attack and fierce battle situation, he seemed to be unable to get involved. Ming Jian Zhenren took a deep breath in his heart, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and watched from both sides and found that Zhong Wushuang and the Great Sage of Fire Spirit were both in a difficult battle, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while. Some of the demon kings fled far away, some were watching, and seemed to launch an attack at any time, and some even sacrificed magic weapons to attack the city.

The crossbow arrows on the top of the city shot down like a rainstorm, suppressing the attack of the barbarian army. With the strength of these demon kings, they could not break through the city in a short time. Only the strong man in black robe who controlled the giant blade attack formation was a problem. Judging from the spiritual pressure exposed in his body, he seemed to be a barbarian royal of the intermediate level of God Transformation.

And further away, Liu Changsheng rushed into the black beast group, no longer "singing loudly", and even his figure was difficult to capture.

Suddenly, a dragon roar came, and the Dragon King of Earth swung his claws and forced the Yellow Turbans to open the Yellow Turbans, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the Mingjian Zhenren. The hundred-foot-long steel whip that was attacking the city's ban flew backwards and hit the Yellow Turbans.

"I really think I'm easy to bully!"

The true man Ming Jian snorted coldly, his figure shook, soared into the sky, and pulled a long distance from the Dragon King of Earth. With a wave of his hand, thirty-six flying swords burst out with dazzling light, flying in the air, turning into a giant sword that was hundreds of feet long, and slashing at the Dragon King of Earth.

The Dragon King of Earth swung his claw and slapped the giant sword hard.

The giant sword shattered, but several silver swords about stubbornly thrust into the eyes of the Dragon King of Dixing spiritually. The Dragon King of Dixing was startled and suddenly turned around and closed his eyes, but he was still a step slower. A flying sword just pierced into his right eye. On the other side, the Yellow Turban Soldier swung his stick and hit the Dragon King of Dixing with one stick.

The Dragon King of Earth Walk felt dizzy and his mountain-like body fell to the ground.

The silver spear in the hand of the real man Ming Jian suddenly threw out, roaring and stabbing on the body of the terrain Dragon King, half of the flesh was penetrated, and a group of flying swords circling and dancing in the air and slashed down.

Several nearby demon kings sacrificed magic weapons and poked out their sharp claws to rescue the Dragon King, but they were already a few steps slower. The Yellow Turban Strongman's hand hit the ground like a long stick like a wind blowing stick. The Dragon King's mountain-like body fell heavily on the ground.

Although the dragon's body is strong and its scales are hard, the long stick in the hands of the Yellow Turban Strongman is strong and heavy, which exceeds the dragon's ability to withstand it. The internal organs and meridians are broken and broken under heavy blows.

"cut!"

Seeing that the terrain Dragon King lost his ability to resist, Ming Jian Zhenren's mind moved, and thirty-six flying swords soared into the sky and rushed towards the demon kings around him. The flying swords transformed into ten, ten into hundreds... In a moment, sword shadows were everywhere in the sky.

The Qinglian Sword Formation encountered Peng Zhuri, Ao Tianye’s late-stage real spirit bird with powerful magic body and amazing magic power could not play much role. However, killing the demon king was like slaughtering a chicken and a dog, screaming one after another!

The Yellow Turban Strongman smashed the head of the Dragon King of Earth to pieces, and then turned around suddenly, soared into the air, and strided towards the Great Sage of Fire Spirit.

Directly south, a man with a thin and pale green robe held a long sword in his hand and followed Liu Changsheng closely with a sinister expression. He had always been proud of his escape speed. Unexpectedly, he chased after him for nearly a thousand miles, but he had not yet caught up with Liu Changsheng.

Liu Changsheng specializes in searching for places where monsters accumulate to escape. When passing by the beast group, he smashed it down with one stick, and thousands of stick shadows flew out. There were always a large number of monsters that were overturned to the ground, frightening the surrounding monsters that roared and scattered, and monsters were constantly trampled to death.

There were also some demon kings and many mid-level monsters in the group of monsters attacking Liu Changsheng. Unfortunately, Liu Changsheng escaped too quickly, and claws flew across, but rarely hit Liu Changsheng. Even if he hit Liu Changsheng's body, it would be like a tickling and could not hurt Liu Changsheng's hair at all. However, Liu Changsheng felt as if he had eyes behind him and avoided him early.

Behind both, there was another man and a woman chasing each other, but they were more than a hundred miles away from both.

This chapter is over.
Chapter completed!