Heavenly God Mnemonic

When Yang Qingxuan saw the yellow pennant, his pupils immediately shrank, and the person came.

The pennant is exactly the imitation of the subdivision artifacts auctioned by the Qufeng Chamber of Commerce-the Wuji Xinghuangqi.

The gray-robed man was just a momentary effort to take the flag, and the wild beasts besieged it again. He threw the flag, then pinched the tactics with both hands, and entered it.

The yellow flag fluttered in the wind, and suddenly became larger in the air, emitting a powerful yellow light, and covering it down.

"boom!"

Within fifty feet of a radius, all were illuminated by the flag, blocking a large number of wild beasts outside.

The yellow flag fluttered in the wind, but the upper rune flashed quickly, and the aura was lost at a terrible speed.

Everyone was shocked and happy, their morale lifted, and they all burst out with a powerful evil spirit, like revenge, killing all the beasts in the banner shining on it, and then they got half a breath.

But the yellow flag became trance, and it was almost unable to stop the shock from outside.

The gray-robed man's complexion changed drastically, his hand prints quickly changed, and at the same time he shouted: "Don't take a rest, go up quickly, this Wuji apricot and yellow flag is about to collapse."

Everyone turned pale, and continued to gritted their teeth and killed them.

The gray-robed man said again: "Leave five people and save Master Jianmu! If we don't have Jianmu's power to guard the ninth gate, we can't hold it at all. Once the city is broken, everyone will die."

Yang Qingxuan said immediately: "I'll go."

Zi Yuan hurriedly said: "Me too."

"And me." The person who ridiculed the gray-robed man earlier also flashed a sharp look in his eyes.

The three of them no longer hesitated, and hurriedly rushed out of the enchantment of Wuji Apricot and Yellow Banner, and killed in the direction of Jianmu.

In addition, two more figures followed, Zheng Di and Guan Feng who came with Yang Qingxuan. The two are also good at strength. Although their faces are ugly and a little embarrassed, they were not injured in the previous round of attacks.

With Yang Qingxuan as the vanguard, the five formed a triangular formation, rushing in the direction of Jianmu, rushing away from the barren beasts, and approaching Jianmu about fifty feet.

But the five were not easy, and on the contrary, it was even harder to look. Those surrounding Jianmu were all wild beasts in the original martial realm. As soon as they approached a little bit, they obviously felt a sharp increase in pressure.

Many of the wild beasts of the original Martial Realm turned around and rushed on the five people.

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Disperse!"

Immediately the five people dispersed, rushed into the herd from five directions, and immediately separated the attacks of the herd.

In this way, it directly reduced the huge pressure in the face, and stirred up the herd of besieging Jianmu, creating a chance for Jianmu to escape.

Sure enough, where Jianmu was located, there was a strong real Qi riot immediately, and he was working hard to break through the blockade.

Yang Qingxuan gave Zi Yuan a voice transmission, saying: "Don't fight hard, just run with these wild beasts." He ran for a while, spotting the opportunity in the gap, and rushed inside.

"Boom!"

A huge Overlord Sword suddenly appeared, slashed out of thin air like a Great Wall, and with one sword, seven or eight barren beasts of the original martial realm were buried, pressing a small vacuum area.

Then Yang Qingxuan's figure swept away and rushed more than ten feet away, immediately facing twenty or thirty barren beasts, rushing from all directions.

Yang Qingxuan turned his mind, carrying the huge Overlord Sword in his right hand, cutting it in all directions, and taking out the Nanming Li Fire Sword in his left hand, slashing in the direction of Jianmu, dozens of flame swords shot away. At the same time, a very strong wall of fire was burned on the earth and sky.

"Boom!"

The sword slashed more than ten feet away, and Jianmu felt sensitive and attacked wildly in the direction of the wall of fire.

With a "bang", at the end of the wall of fire, several wild beasts exploded, and a scarlet light rushed out of it, and immediately reached Yang Qingxuan's side, and said in a low voice: "Go."

The man was covered in blood, almost dying, it was Jianmu. He tried his best to strike, broke through a hole and escaped. At this moment, he was at the end of his crossbow, and no longer able to fight, even Yukong was faltering.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly put away the Nanming Lihuo Sword and grabbed him in his hand, while the Tyrant Sword in his right hand slashed behind him to block the wild beasts that came after him.

"Boom!"

The Overlord Sword hit several original martial realm wild beasts and smashed them into pieces, but the ensuing wild beasts rushed to the sword one by one, shaking Yang Qingxuan's energy and blood, and holding the sword unstable.

With a "bang", the Naha sword shattered directly, Yang Qingxuan's throat was salty, and a mouthful of blood almost poured in.

The moment the Tyrant Sword was broken, hundreds of original martial arts beasts rushed to his eyes. His eyes were red, and his murderous intent was violent. The Nanming Lihuo Sword appeared in his right hand and cut the past, "Three thousand karma fire!"

"Boom!"

The violent flames spread all around, blocking the impact of the wild beasts, and at the same time secretly shouted: "Ancient scorpion!"

A smashing nirvana power immediately dispersed behind Yang Qingxuan, and then a huge pliers appeared out of thin air, cutting it in the direction of the retreat.

"laugh!"

The force of the giant tongs directly cut the sky, and the wild beasts within a hundred meters in front exploded, and a very deep spatial crack appeared straight in front of Yang Qingxuan.

"Retreat!"

Yang Qingxuan shouted, grabbing Jianmu and turning it into streamer, moving back along the space crack.

The four Ziyuan were still fighting with a large number of wild beasts, and were shocked by the force of that shear. Then they heard Yang Qingxuan's shout and hurriedly fled back in surprise.

At this time, Na Wuji's apricot and yellow flag had also been supported to the limit. When the gray-robed man volleyed, the yellow flag shrank sharply, turned back into a palm-sized one, and fell into his hands.

The guardian of Qiguang disappeared, and everyone felt the pressure, unable to withstand the overwhelming impact, the front immediately collapsed and retreated.

Yang Qingxuan was in a hurry, and the air defense technique was used to its extreme, flew over many wild beasts and merged with everyone.

As soon as he fell, he threw Jianmu to a martial artist in the real martial art realm, then hurriedly turned around, flicked his hands in the air, and seven colorful strings appeared and turned into a nine-seven ring.

"Zheng!"

The power of the powerful earth tool was released, and Yang Qingxuan played desperately with ten fingers, pulling up a string of strings, and hitting it through the air.

"Bang! Bang!—"

The wild beast rushing to the front was blown apart by the power of the Nine Heavens Ring Pei.

In addition, under the dust, the sound of the piano sounded into people, like a heavenly soldier wearing an armor, holding a weapon, and killing the wild beasts.

The gray-robed man was shocked, and said in shock: "Cutting the grass for horses, and throwing beans into soldiers!"

Under the shape of a string of strings, the yellow sand on the ground was also affected, and the high-frequency vibrations also gathered in the air, turning into a personal tall sand warrior, killing the beast.

This scene stunned everyone.

Some children from famous families who recognize this magical secret technique are so shocked that they can't speak.

However, Yang Qingxuan used the strength of a single person to seize the enemy, which is obviously unrealistic. He tried his best to play, with blood on his ten fingers, but the warriors who transformed were still unable to withstand the impact of the wild beasts and continued to break apart.

//No more today.