Chapter 528: The Golden Monkey Rises His Thousand-pound Stick, Master Pengxue

Chapter 528: The Golden Monkey Rises His Thousand-pound Stick, Master Pengxue

Now the powerful real person of the Great Fortune Dynasty has appeared, but the real person of the Taixu Dao Sect is still unknown.

"Are they waiting for the leader to take action?"

Suddenly, Wang Xijing seemed to have thought of something, and an idea came to his mind.

Now.

Not to mention the Taixu Dao Sect, even the Qingmu Zhenren of the Wang family in Shanhai City did not appear.

"No, we must retreat quickly. The strong people in the real person realm cannot be defeated."

"The real person realm cultivators and warrior realm cultivators are completely different."

"The meridian-suppressing treasure alone cannot stop the opponent's footsteps."

Seeing the army of the Great Fortune Dynasty coming, Wang Xijing showed a trace of fear on his face.

And at this time.

The blood-clothed real person in the army roared.

In the loud "booming" sound, a red spiral horn rotated slightly, turned into a huge dragon, soared into the air, and rushed straight over with overwhelming power.

The blood-red dragon rolled over, causing a raging storm.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground in an instant, the rocks collapsed, and many people were directly turned into ashes.

The next moment, the blood-colored horn returned to its original shape and flew back to the opponent's blood-robed real person.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

Wang Xijing showed a trace of astonishment on his face, and then quickly led the Feitianmen people away, but it was too late, and they were surrounded by the opponent.

A strong wind suddenly rose, and the whole world was dead silent.

Yan Qingying stood behind Wang Xijing, with a trace of anger in her eyes.

"Uncle, we still have bean soldiers wearing tiger-powered uniforms, do you want to use them?"

"No, that is the trump card of Feitianmen for many years. Now that it is used at the beginning of the battle, it will definitely alert other sects."

"Besides, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. I don't know how strong the enemy is. If I act rashly, I am afraid I will fall into the enemy's trap."

Wang Xijing said in a deep voice.

He naturally knew that the sect's Taoist soldiers were extraordinary, but even with the Tiger Evil Bean Soldiers and the Bean-Spelling Art, they might not be able to resist the attacks of the real person realm strongmen.

Moreover, the Bean-Spelling Art consumes a lot of spiritual power.

Yan Qingying's strength is still weak. As the master of the Taoist soldiers, she can't last too long. Using it now is just a waste of strength.

Yan Qingying heard this, although she was unwilling in her heart.

But she also knew that what the uncle said made sense, so she could only suppress the impulse in her heart and wait and see.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the night was like a huge black curtain, covering the entire sky.

The disciples of Feitianmen lit torches, and the flames illuminated their determined faces.

Wang Xijing snapped his fingers, and a huge steel beast outside the sky circled at a low altitude, but did not dare to land.

It was the Big Sun Star Beast of Feitianmen.

This Big Sun Star Beast swooped down from the sky.

A pair of huge steel wings fluttered and stopped on the ground, rolling up a gust of gravel and sand.

A group of people rushed to break out of the back of the star beast.

But not long after, a group of densely packed Dayun Dynasty troops appeared in front of them and surrounded them.

A huge giant with a body like a giant spirit, several feet tall, with six arms, stepped on the ground, and the ground trembled rumblingly.

"The giant spirit official, one of the ten heavenly palaces of the Zhuxian Army."

Wang Xijing's face sank. It was difficult to break out now. I didn't expect that the masters of the Dayun Dynasty were always paying close attention to the movements here.

And along with the giant spirit official.

There were two more people. On the left, an old man wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, smiling, but with murderous eyes, stepped forward.

"The Burning Elder of the Ten Heavenly Palaces of the Zhuxian Army."

A beautiful woman in a blue dress, holding a guqin in her hand, floated down from the sky.

"The Heavenly Sound Saintess of the Ten Heavenly Palaces of the Zhuxian Army."

The appearance of these three people immediately made the entire battlefield solemn.

The powerful aura emanating from them made Wang Xijing feel pressured.

The Ten Heavenly Officials of the Zhuxian Army, including the Heavenly Official of Duanxian and the two demons of Fengxue, died one after another, and only seven were left.

But he did not expect that three of them would appear today alone.

In the distance, there were more strong men coming. They were all Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Officials of the Zhuxian Army, and each of them had amazing strength.

Facing such a lineup, Wang Xijing felt tremendous pressure.

He took a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"It's too late, speed up and fly to the Big Sun Star Beast! Retreat quickly"

Wang Xijing shouted, and the countless fire rain and thunder behind him intertwined, instantly turning into a giant sword of thunder and fire, slashing towards the three people.

In addition to practicing the Listening to the Rain Heavenly Fire Skill, he now also practiced the Qingming Treasure Scroll and the inheritance of the Lightning God's Wrath in the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, thunder and fire moved together, and lightning shot up into the sky, almost forming plasma, which was even more than countless flames.

At the same time, his body instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the three heavenly officials.

He wanted to delay time, hold back the three heavenly officials, and help the Feitianmen army escape quickly.

The huge thunder and fire giant sword attacked, and Tianyin Shengnu held the killing pipa. The pipa was played, and four huge rays of earth, water, wind and fire were extended, colliding with the giant sword and exploding.

Powerful energy waves flew in all directions.

The three heavenly officials cooperated tacitly and soon surrounded Wang Xijing.

Even though Wang Xijing has been on the battlefield for a long time and is an elder of the Feitian Sect, he is very powerful and holds a pulse-suppressing treasure.

But the three heavenly officials are all extraordinary people. Not only do they have complete inheritance, but they are also high-ranking officials in the Zhuxian Army.

The martial arts skills are not weak, especially the giant spirit Tianguan and Tianyin Saint, who have already reached the perfection state of martial arts.

It even took longer than Wang Xijing to enter the realm of warrior perfection.

Under the siege of the three men, Wang Xijing was in danger for a while.

But the most terrifying thing is that the real man in blood clothes has already arrived in front of everyone.

Wang Xijing relied on the pulse-suppressing treasure, but he was in a dilemma under the siege of the three heavenly officials.

At this moment, this real-person strongman was approaching slowly again, which almost made his heart sink to the bottom.

A blood-colored dragon dragon was shot out from the hands of the strong man in blood clothes. It was filled with blood and shot straight into the sky, shaking the surrounding air as if it had solidified.

Wang Xijing's face changed slightly, his figure retreated sharply, and he quickly formed seals with his hands.

Activate the pulse-suppressing weapon Blood Soul White Bone Flag, and black and huge blood soul bones burst out from the pulse-suppressing weapon.

A huge light curtain was formed, trying to block this terrifying attack.

"boom!"

The blood-colored dragon dragon collided with the blood-soul white bones, and a loud noise suddenly erupted, and the whole world seemed to tremble at this moment.

Wang Xijing only felt a huge force coming. His whole body felt like being struck by lightning. His body flew backwards involuntarily, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Xijing!"

In the distance, Wang Sandao and others, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, felt nervous when they saw this, and rushed over in a hurry.

"I'm fine." Wang Xijing waved his hand, his face pale, but his eyes were firm.

He knew that at this time, as the person with the highest cultivation level in the audience, he could not fall, otherwise, all of them would be in dire straits.

However, facing the siege of these strong men, no matter how tenacious Wang Xijing was, he still seemed powerless.

The two collisions just now caused him to suffer huge backlash, and his injuries became more and more serious.

"Why, none of the real-person masters from Feitian Sect have taken action until now."

"Could it be that you encountered some problem?"

This scene caught everyone's attention.

For a moment, the Jinsuo Wang family, Taoist Master Ganshan and others looked at each other with a myriad of thoughts in their hearts.

Facing the menacing Universiade Dynasty army, no one without a strong person in the real world can stop it.

"Haha, Wang Xijing, you have today too!"

"The Feitian Sect is destined to be in our pocket, and your efforts to stop it are like a mantis trying to block the car."

When the heavenly officials saw this, they laughed heartily, and the attacks in their hands became more fierce. They used their magic weapons to attack Wang Xijing.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was enveloped in violent energy, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart.

And at this critical moment.

A huge roc flew through the thick dark clouds in the sky and galloped from a distance.

While the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing, a powerful aura swept across the world.

Everyone was startled, and turned around to see a figure walking slowly, carrying a pair of roc wings, and every step it took seemed to have the power of thunder.

"That's...Master Pengxue!" Someone exclaimed.

Master Peng Xue, the second-largest figure in the Blood Demon Sect, had reached the realm of warrior perfection many years ago.

Napeng's blood essence essence enters his body, and he is extremely powerful. Some people call him a half-step master.

He stretched his wings, had a thin face, and held a square-shaped painted halberd, standing like a majestic mountain peak in the center of the battlefield.

His eyes swept around and finally landed on the four people.

"The Blood Demon Sect has also joined the war."

"Master Pengxue, how dare you stop me from doing anything."

The bloody-robed master snorted coldly, his voice rolling in like thunder.

The three heavenly officials next to him felt the powerful aura exuding from this real person, and their hearts trembled.

He took a few steps back.

The real man didn't say anything more and took action directly. The power of his palm was like overwhelming the sea, and he flew forward in an instant.

Master Pengxue hurriedly stopped him. He spread out his wings behind him and turned into boundless sharp golden feathers, flying into the sky.

He is worthy of being called the Half-Step Master and the second-in-command of the Blood Demon Sect.

At this time, his wings spread out and turned into a golden light, blocking the attack of the bloody-robed master.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the whole world seemed to shake.

But Master Pengxue was so shocked that he retreated repeatedly, his face extremely pale.

"this……"

Master Pengxue pointed at the other party, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Hmph, you want to stop me?" The bloody-robed master sneered and struck again, the force of his palm turning into invisible ripples that filled the world.

Master Pengxue's expression remained unchanged, and he ducked, barely dodging the blow.

"It seems you still have some abilities."

The real person in blood clothes didn't expect it, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but then he became cold again.

"However, you are still vulnerable in front of me!"

"What is half-step real person? A real person is a real person, and a martial artist is a martial artist. This is a gap that cannot be crossed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he launched another attack and swung a palm to cover Master Pengxue.

Master Pengxue took a deep breath, circulated his whole body's energy, and faced the attack of Master Xueyi.

The palms of the two collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

The surrounding disciples were shocked by this force and stepped back, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Taking the blood of the alien Peng into the body, the strength is indeed good, but that's all!"

The Blood-Robed Immortal snorted coldly, and the palm power suddenly increased.

The Master Pengxue felt a strong pressure coming, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

He didn't dare to take it hard, so he stepped back a few steps, separated the distance, fluttered his wings, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew out of the encirclement with Wang Xijing.

Wang Xijing saluted and said, "Thank you for saving me, Master."

The Master Pengxue waved his hand, but his face was pale, as if he had suffered a serious injury, and he was a little breathless when he spoke.

"The Great Fortune Dynasty is attacking, and all the cultivation families and sects have the responsibility to resist. Elder Wang is polite."

Wang Xijing was grateful when he heard it.

He glanced at the ground.

He found that the disciples of Feitianmen were still under siege.

For a while, there were swords and shadows.

Seeing his fellow disciples injured, Yan Qingying was furious, and moved his body, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the enemy.

Her swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and each sword was intended to kill, and she killed several enemies in an instant.

However, the number of enemies seemed to be endless, coming in waves.

Although the people of Feitianmen were brave, they gradually became powerless under the strong pressure of the enemy.

At this moment, the three great heavenly officials could not find Wang Xijing, and appeared again, rushing into the crowd of Feitianmen.

Every attack took a life.

Although the people of Feitianmen fought hard, they were as fragile as ants in front of them.

At the critical moment, a golden monkey less than four feet long jumped into the air, holding a giant club with diamond teeth and hitting the giant spirit heavenly official.

The giant spirit heavenly official howled miserably, and was actually smashed in the head by this club and fell to the ground.

"This..."

"Where did the little monkey come from, and the attack was so powerful."

The Fensha Elder and the Tianyin Saint looked at each other with horror, and did not dare to attack again, and were cautious.

Seeing this, Yan Qingying's heart sank. He knew that if this continued, Feitianmen would suffer heavy losses.

She took a deep breath and decided to use her trump card.

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