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Thunder exploding beads are so powerful that even the top little saints can explode to death.
Jiang Ping thought ziyuyue was a lamb to sin, but he ignored her identity as a saint of Zixiao temple. How easy is her life-saving means.
The thunder explodes in an instant. Jiang Ping is protected by holy armor, but he is also badly bombed. He doesn't want to retreat quickly. He realizes that ziyuyue won't stop.
Ziyuyue really didn't let go of his plan. Just now when he fought with Yang Wu, she wanted to fight. Now Jiang Ping attacked in person, and she had a good reason to fight.
Thunder tongue electric sword!
She spits out an amazing lightning sword and stabs Jiang Ping in the middle of his eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Jiang Ping's cold hair stands up and his body is going crazy backwards. The lightning sword is chasing him closely. There is a wisp of blood in the middle of his eyebrows. If he stabs an inch further, he will die.
However, he has absolute confidence in his speed.
Talent - blinking.
Jiang Ping's figure was wrong in an instant and narrowly avoided the fatal blow of ziyuyue.
"Yuyue, protect yourself. He is mine." Yang Wu rushes over like a dragon, and his overbearing fist blows down in the air. This must kill blow is no less than any semi holy power.
Jiang Ping didn't dare to take it hard. The blink talent urged him again. He was in the wrong shape and escaped Yang Wu's attack.
Yang Wu chased after him, one punch after another, and the world became a Zhenwu prison. The ubiquitous fist awns bombarded him endlessly. The world was surprised and its power soared into the sky.
Jiang Ping had nowhere to escape. He could only harden his head. Anyway, he was not afraid of being beaten in his holy clothes.
Sanqing holy art!
Jiang Ping showed his cards. Suddenly, three figures appeared. The three figures with amazing power blocked Yang Wu's attack at the same time.
Boom boom!
The sound of battle after battle continued, and the movement caused was comparable to the semi holy struggle.
Although the holy skill of Sanqing is extraordinary, Yang Wu's combat effectiveness is even better. His real boxing has invincible spirit. He can often be strong when he meets strong. All three Jiang Ping were hit by Yang Wu. One was hit in the head, one was kicked in the crotch, and one was hit in the lower abdomen with an elbow. The Qi of Sanqing melted together again, and Jiang Ping vomited blood and was injured.
If he hadn't worn the holy armor, Yang Wu's attack would be enough to kill him.
"Perverted bastard!" Jiang Ping was afraid. He dodged and fled without hesitation.
Just as Yang Wu was pursuing, a loud voice sounded: "enough, the battle between your division brothers is over."
Yang Wu and Jiang Ping were completely stunned.
A figure quietly appeared between heaven and earth. It was Haoren, the cheap master of Yang Wu.
"I'm from the same school as him?" Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked at Haoren, pointed to each other and exclaimed.
"Strictly speaking, you are all registered disciples of the heavenly palace. It's not too much to call them martial brothers." Haoren responded.
"Master, this kind of Whore deserves to be my martial brother? I'll be fine if I don't kill him." Yang Wu said angrily.
Yang Wu has a bad impression of Jiang Ping. For a man who dares to make his women's ideas, even the best brother should turn against each other.
Although some people say that "women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers", the women referred to here are just prostitutes in brothels or women who are not liked by men. If they like women, which man allows them to be bullied?
"Hey, hey, I think we have a lot of luck. We met once in the cracked space, once again in the God of war City, and once again in the Tiangong site. From then on, I recognize you as a brother." Jiang Ping said with an obscene color. His eyes looked at the purple moon, and even Haoren was ignored by him.
Yang Wu was furious and wanted to release the way of death and kill Jiang Ping.
"You don't have to quarrel. Being able to arrive here proves that you have a fate with the heavenly palace. Yang Wuji has passed the test just now and is qualified to become my disciple. Jiang Ping, you inherit the inheritance of" Sanqing "and can also be regarded as a child of the heavenly palace. Since your combat power is not as good as Yang Wu, you can help your elder martial brother and restore the majesty of the heavenly palace as soon as possible." Haoren said with a hammer.
"I don't recognize this school." Yang Wu simply responded. Then he walked towards ziyuyue and wanted to take her away.
"Hum, I can't help you. You go to the 'War tomb' for training for seventy-nine days. If anyone can come out alive, he will be the official disciple of my heavenly palace." Haoren said coldly, waved his sleeve, and Yang Wu and Jiang Ping fell to the same place.
Both of them have good combat effectiveness, but they are really nothing in front of Haoren.
When they returned to their senses, they had come to a desolate place, which was full of white bones and extremely Yin, like a place of random burial.
The next moment, the bones here changed. One by one, they turned into puppets and killed Yang Wu and Jiang Ping.
In addition, there was a whistling sound, and fierce souls rushed towards them.
Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked greatly changed. They didn't expect it to be so dangerous here. Before they were prepared, they were attacked and scared them into a hurry.
"Get out of here," Yang Wu said, waving his fist. A fist like a dragon surged and rolled away at the bones.
Bang bang!
The domineering power was strong and rampant, and a white bone was beaten to powder.
On the other hand, Jiang Ping was also good. He caused storms and turned many white bones into powder.
However, the most dangerous thing was the attack of those fierce souls, who rushed into their divine court with fierce anger.
Once the soul is hurt by these fierce souls, it is more serious than the body.
Fortunately, Yang Wu had a good soul. He gave full play to the power of the war soul and shot continuously to wipe out all these remnant souls.
Jiang Ping's soul power is not weak. He failed to destroy many remnant souls like Yang Wu, but I don't know when there was an additional headband in the center of his eyebrow to stop these fierce soul attacks and make them return in vain. The storm power released by him scraped them together.
"It's really vulnerable," said Jiang Ping disdainfully.
Just after he finished speaking, new bones appeared. Their bones were obviously harder than those before, and their waving movements were also flexible and extremely aggressive, no less than those in the small holy realm.
Jiang Ping's face changed greatly. He was seeing these bones constantly getting up. The dense number made people's scalp numb.
"Thirty six strategies, sneaking is the best policy." Jiang Ping definitely slipped away. If he wanted to live here for seventy-seven or forty-nine days, could he consume a lot of combat power here at the beginning, otherwise he would die without a burial place.
Yang Wu sensed that Jiang Ping had escaped. He didn't move. He was rebuilt in the God of war tower for ten years. Several peerless young martial gods were his companions. He fought with them every time until his Xuanqi was exhausted and covered with scars.
He wants to force out his ultimate power of martial arts and Taoism. The best way is to support the war with war.
On his way to Tianyu mountains, he was soaked in dragon marrow liquid and his physique improved again, but the potential limit has not been forced out. Being thrown here this time may help him further.
"Let's go back to the God of War Tower." Yang Wu murmured, turning on the sensing force to the maximum, sensing the bones of the surrounding attacks clearly, and he began to practice martial arts with them.
Bang! Bang!
Yang Wu no longer uses Xuanqi to bombard these bones with his bare hands. Each blow can hit the most vulnerable place of the bones and break them into pieces.
These bones should be manipulated by the array before attacking them. I don't know how many years these bones have been stored. Each bone has more or less damaged and fragile places. Once hit, the bones will be broken.
Yang Wuyue fought faster and faster. He swept bones with pure strength. The threat was not as high as expected. The only trouble was that there were too many bones here. It was not so easy to destroy them completely.
Yang Wu fought and took out the soldiers. The soldiers shot left and right and destroyed more bones.
When Yang Wuyue goes inside, the bones and residual souls are stronger. This place, which is respected by his teacher as "war tomb", is definitely not that simple.
There are many bones and fierce souls. Yang Wu simply doesn't fight. He runs the Xuanwu armor and bumps strongly towards the bones. He goes like the Xuanwu waves and waves. The attacks of many bones can't break the Xuanwu armor at all. Those fierce souls can't hurt his soul. This pressure is not great for him. He can squeeze through it.
The bones are like a mountain. All the time, the bones of the top little Saint appear. They are incomparably hard. Every move is like a little Saint soldier, and their power is much stronger than the bones at the beginning.
These attacks still couldn't break Yang Wu's Xuanwu armor, and the fierce soul killed was much more ferocious. The war soul had to raise its spirit and drive them away.
At this time, Yang Wu stopped and murmured, "these bones are not strong in combat effectiveness. The victory lies in a large number. Fighting with them can't challenge my limit. It's better to take the opportunity to hone my defense."
Therefore, Yang Wuyuan sat down on the site and was covered with Xuanwu armor to prevent these attacks from hurting himself.
Xuanwu is the spirit monster with the most powerful defense force. Its Xuanwu armor has the power to remove most of the strength of many attacks, and the rest is difficult to break the hardest armor.
Jingle jingle!
The bone blade of the corpse bone kept beating on the armor, making a clear sound, and failed to break the defense.
Yang Wu's running Xuanwu armor consumes power, and the number of bones is countless. They attack in turn. Under the percussion of wave after wave of bone blades, some cracks appear quietly in the Xuanwu armor.
Yang Wu thought: "the strongest armor can't stand repeated attacks. We must turn passive defense into active defense. Maybe it's the strongest defense."
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Thunder exploding beads are so powerful that even the top little saints can explode to death.
Jiang Ping thought ziyuyue was a lamb to sin, but he ignored her identity as a saint of Zixiao temple. How easy is her life-saving means.
The thunder explodes in an instant. Jiang Ping is protected by holy armor, but he is also badly bombed. He doesn't want to retreat quickly. He realizes that ziyuyue won't stop.
Ziyuyue really didn't let go of his plan. Just now when he fought with Yang Wu, she wanted to fight. Now Jiang Ping attacked in person, and she had a good reason to fight.
Thunder tongue electric sword!
She spits out an amazing lightning sword and stabs Jiang Ping in the middle of his eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Jiang Ping's cold hair stands up and his body is going crazy backwards. The lightning sword is chasing him closely. There is a wisp of blood in the middle of his eyebrows. If he stabs an inch further, he will die.
However, he has absolute confidence in his speed.
Talent - blinking.
Jiang Ping's figure was wrong in an instant and narrowly avoided the fatal blow of ziyuyue.
"Yuyue, protect yourself. He is mine." Yang Wu rushes over like a dragon, and his overbearing fist blows down in the air. This must kill blow is no less than any semi holy power.
Jiang Ping didn't dare to take it hard. The blink talent urged him again. He was in the wrong shape and escaped Yang Wu's attack.
Yang Wu chased after him, one punch after another, and the world became a Zhenwu prison. The ubiquitous fist awns bombarded him endlessly. The world was surprised and its power soared into the sky.
Jiang Ping had nowhere to escape. He could only harden his head. Anyway, he was not afraid of being beaten in his holy clothes.
Sanqing holy art!
Jiang Ping showed his cards. Suddenly, three figures appeared. The three figures with amazing power blocked Yang Wu's attack at the same time.
Boom boom!
The sound of battle after battle continued, and the movement caused was comparable to the semi holy struggle.
Although the holy skill of Sanqing is extraordinary, Yang Wu's combat effectiveness is even better. His real boxing has invincible spirit. He can often be strong when he meets strong. All three Jiang Ping were hit by Yang Wu. One was hit in the head, one was kicked in the crotch, and one was hit in the lower abdomen with an elbow. The Qi of Sanqing melted together again, and Jiang Ping vomited blood and was injured.
If he hadn't worn the holy armor, Yang Wu's attack would be enough to kill him.
"Perverted bastard!" Jiang Ping was afraid. He dodged and fled without hesitation.
Just as Yang Wu was pursuing, a loud voice sounded: "enough, the battle between your division brothers is over."
Yang Wu and Jiang Ping were completely stunned.
A figure quietly appeared between heaven and earth. It was Haoren, the cheap master of Yang Wu.
"I'm from the same school as him?" Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked at Haoren, pointed to each other and exclaimed.
"Strictly speaking, you are all registered disciples of the heavenly palace. It's not too much to call them martial brothers." Haoren responded.
"Master, this kind of Whore deserves to be my martial brother? I'll be fine if I don't kill him." Yang Wu said angrily.
Yang Wu has a bad impression of Jiang Ping. For a man who dares to make his women's ideas, even the best brother should turn against each other.
Although some people say that "women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers", the women referred to here are just prostitutes in brothels or women who are not liked by men. If they like women, which man allows them to be bullied?
"Hey, hey, I think we have a lot of luck. We met once in the cracked space, once again in the God of war City, and once again in the Tiangong site. From then on, I recognize you as a brother." Jiang Ping said with an obscene color. His eyes looked at the purple moon, and even Haoren was ignored by him.
Yang Wu was furious and wanted to release the way of death and kill Jiang Ping.
"You don't have to quarrel. Being able to arrive here proves that you have a fate with the heavenly palace. Yang Wuji has passed the test just now and is qualified to become my disciple. Jiang Ping, you inherit the inheritance of" Sanqing "and can also be regarded as a child of the heavenly palace. Since your combat power is not as good as Yang Wu, you can help your elder martial brother and restore the majesty of the heavenly palace as soon as possible." Haoren said with a hammer.
"I don't recognize this school." Yang Wu simply responded. Then he walked towards ziyuyue and wanted to take her away.
"Hum, I can't help you. You go to the 'War tomb' for training for seventy-nine days. If anyone can come out alive, he will be the official disciple of my heavenly palace." Haoren said coldly, waved his sleeve, and Yang Wu and Jiang Ping fell to the same place.
Both of them have good combat effectiveness, but they are really nothing in front of Haoren.
When they returned to their senses, they had come to a desolate place, which was full of white bones and extremely Yin, like a place of random burial.
The next moment, the bones here changed. One by one, they turned into puppets and killed Yang Wu and Jiang Ping.
In addition, there was a whistling sound, and fierce souls rushed towards them.
Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked greatly changed. They didn't expect it to be so dangerous here. Before they were prepared, they were attacked and scared them into a hurry.
"Get out of here," Yang Wu said, waving his fist. A fist like a dragon surged and rolled away at the bones.
Bang bang!
The domineering power was strong and rampant, and a white bone was beaten to powder.
On the other hand, Jiang Ping was also good. He caused storms and turned many white bones into powder.
However, the most dangerous thing was the attack of those fierce souls, who rushed into their divine court with fierce anger.
Once the soul is hurt by these fierce souls, it is more serious than the body.
Fortunately, Yang Wu had a good soul. He gave full play to the power of the war soul and shot continuously to wipe out all these remnant souls.
Jiang Ping's soul power is not weak. He failed to destroy many remnant souls like Yang Wu, but I don't know when there was an additional headband in the center of his eyebrow to stop these fierce soul attacks and make them return in vain. The storm power released by him scraped them together.
"It's really vulnerable," said Jiang Ping disdainfully.
Just after he finished speaking, new bones appeared. Their bones were obviously harder than those before, and their waving movements were also flexible and extremely aggressive, no less than those in the small holy realm.
Jiang Ping's face changed greatly. He was seeing these bones constantly getting up. The dense number made people's scalp numb.
"Thirty six strategies, sneaking is the best policy." Jiang Ping definitely slipped away. If he wanted to live here for seventy-seven or forty-nine days, could he consume a lot of combat power here at the beginning, otherwise he would die without a burial place.
Yang Wu sensed that Jiang Ping had escaped. He didn't move. He was rebuilt in the God of war tower for ten years. Several peerless young martial gods were his companions. He fought with them every time until his Xuanqi was exhausted and covered with scars.
He wants to force out his ultimate power of martial arts and Taoism. The best way is to support the war with war.
On his way to Tianyu mountains, he was soaked in dragon marrow liquid and his physique improved again, but the potential limit has not been forced out. Being thrown here this time may help him further.
"Let's go back to the God of War Tower." Yang Wu murmured, turning on the sensing force to the maximum, sensing the bones of the surrounding attacks clearly, and he began to practice martial arts with them.
Bang! Bang!
Yang Wu no longer uses Xuanqi to bombard these bones with his bare hands. Each blow can hit the most vulnerable place of the bones and break them into pieces.
These bones should be manipulated by the array before attacking them. I don't know how many years these bones have been stored. Each bone has more or less damaged and fragile places. Once hit, the bones will be broken.
Yang Wuyue fought faster and faster. He swept bones with pure strength. The threat was not as high as expected. The only trouble was that there were too many bones here. It was not so easy to destroy them completely.
Yang Wu fought and took out the soldiers. The soldiers shot left and right and destroyed more bones.
When Yang Wuyue goes inside, the bones and residual souls are stronger. This place, which is respected by his teacher as "war tomb", is definitely not that simple.
There are many bones and fierce souls. Yang Wu simply doesn't fight. He runs the Xuanwu armor and bumps strongly towards the bones. He goes like the Xuanwu waves and waves. The attacks of many bones can't break the Xuanwu armor at all. Those fierce souls can't hurt his soul. This pressure is not great for him. He can squeeze through it.
The bones are like a mountain. All the time, the bones of the top little Saint appear. They are incomparably hard. Every move is like a little Saint soldier, and their power is much stronger than the bones at the beginning.
These attacks still couldn't break Yang Wu's Xuanwu armor, and the fierce soul killed was much more ferocious. The war soul had to raise its spirit and drive them away.
At this time, Yang Wu stopped and murmured, "these bones are not strong in combat effectiveness. The victory lies in a large number. Fighting with them can't challenge my limit. It's better to take the opportunity to hone my defense."
Therefore, Yang Wuyuan sat down on the site and was covered with Xuanwu armor to prevent these attacks from hurting himself.
Xuanwu is the spirit monster with the most powerful defense force. Its Xuanwu armor has the power to remove most of the strength of many attacks, and the rest is difficult to break the hardest armor.
Jingle jingle!
The bone blade of the corpse bone kept beating on the armor, making a clear sound, and failed to break the defense.
Yang Wu's running Xuanwu armor consumes power, and the number of bones is countless. They attack in turn. Under the percussion of wave after wave of bone blades, some cracks appear quietly in the Xuanwu armor.
Yang Wu thought: "the strongest armor can't stand repeated attacks. We must turn passive defense into active defense. Maybe it's the strongest defense."
……
Thunder exploding beads are so powerful that even the top little saints can explode to death.Jiang Ping thought ziyuyue was a lamb to sin, but he ignored her identity as a saint of Zixiao temple. How easy is her life-saving means.The thunder explodes in an instant. Jiang Ping is protected by holy armor, but he is also badly bombed. He doesn't want to retreat quickly. He realizes that ziyuyue won't stop.Ziyuyue really didn't let go of his plan. Just now when he fought with Yang Wu, she wanted to fight. Now Jiang Ping attacked in person, and she had a good reason to fight.Thunder tongue electric sword!She spits out an amazing lightning sword and stabs Jiang Ping in the middle of his eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Jiang Ping's cold hair stands up and his body is going crazy backwards. The lightning sword is chasing him closely. There is a wisp of blood in the middle of his eyebrows. If he stabs an inch further, he will die.However, he has absolute confidence in his speed.Talent - blinking.Jiang Ping's figure was wrong in an instant and narrowly avoided the fatal blow of ziyuyue."Yuyue, protect yourself. He is mine." Yang Wu rushes over like a dragon, and his overbearing fist blows down in the air. This must kill blow is no less than any semi holy power.Jiang Ping didn't dare to take it hard. The blink talent urged him again. He was in the wrong shape and escaped Yang Wu's attack.Yang Wu chased after him, one punch after another, and the world became a Zhenwu prison. The ubiquitous fist awns bombarded him endlessly. The world was surprised and its power soared into the sky.Jiang Ping had nowhere to escape. He could only harden his head. Anyway, he was not afraid of being beaten in his holy clothes.Sanqing holy art!Jiang Ping showed his cards. Suddenly, three figures appeared. The three figures with amazing power blocked Yang Wu's attack at the same time.Boom boom!The sound of battle after battle continued, and the movement caused was comparable to the semi holy struggle.Although the holy skill of Sanqing is extraordinary, Yang Wu's combat effectiveness is even better. His real boxing has invincible spirit. He can often be strong when he meets strong. All three Jiang Ping were hit by Yang Wu. One was hit in the head, one was kicked in the crotch, and one was hit in the lower abdomen with an elbow. The Qi of Sanqing melted together again, and Jiang Ping vomited blood and was injured.If he hadn't worn the holy armor, Yang Wu's attack would be enough to kill him."Perverted bastard!" Jiang Ping was afraid. He dodged and fled without hesitation.Just as Yang Wu was pursuing, a loud voice sounded: "enough, the battle between your division brothers is over."Yang Wu and Jiang Ping were completely stunned.A figure quietly appeared between heaven and earth. It was Haoren, the cheap master of Yang Wu."I'm from the same school as him?" Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked at Haoren, pointed to each other and exclaimed."Strictly speaking, you are all registered disciples of the heavenly palace. It's not too much to call them martial brothers." Haoren responded."Master, this kind of Whore deserves to be my martial brother? I'll be fine if I don't kill him." Yang Wu said angrily.Yang Wu has a bad impression of Jiang Ping. For a man who dares to make his women's ideas, even the best brother should turn against each other.Although some people say that "women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers", the women referred to here are just prostitutes in brothels or women who are not liked by men. If they like women, which man allows them to be bullied?"Hey, hey, I think we have a lot of luck. We met once in the cracked space, once again in the God of war City, and once again in the Tiangong site. From then on, I recognize you as a brother." Jiang Ping said with an obscene color. His eyes looked at the purple moon, and even Haoren was ignored by him.Yang Wu was furious and wanted to release the way of death and kill Jiang Ping."You don't have to quarrel. Being able to arrive here proves that you have a fate with the heavenly palace. Yang Wuji has passed the test just now and is qualified to become my disciple. Jiang Ping, you inherit the inheritance of" Sanqing "and can also be regarded as a child of the heavenly palace. Since your combat power is not as good as Yang Wu, you can help your elder martial brother and restore the majesty of the heavenly palace as soon as possible." Haoren said with a hammer."I don't recognize this school." Yang Wu simply responded. Then he walked towards ziyuyue and wanted to take her away."Hum, I can't help you. You go to the 'War tomb' for training for seventy-nine days. If anyone can come out alive, he will be the official disciple of my heavenly palace." Haoren said coldly, waved his sleeve, and Yang Wu and Jiang Ping fell to the same place.Both of them have good combat effectiveness, but they are really nothing in front of Haoren.When they returned to their senses, they had come to a desolate place, which was full of white bones and extremely Yin, like a place of random burial.The next moment, the bones here changed. One by one, they turned into puppets and killed Yang Wu and Jiang Ping.In addition, there was a whistling sound, and fierce souls rushed towards them.Yang Wu and Jiang Ping looked greatly changed. They didn't expect it to be so dangerous here. Before they were prepared, they were attacked and scared them into a hurry."Get out of here," Yang Wu said, waving his fist. A fist like a dragon surged and rolled away at the bones.Bang bang!The domineering power was strong and rampant, and a white bone was beaten to powder.On the other hand, Jiang Ping was also good. He caused storms and turned many white bones into powder.However, the most dangerous thing was the attack of those fierce souls, who rushed into their divine court with fierce anger.Once the soul is hurt by these fierce souls, it is more serious than the body.Fortunately, Yang Wu had a good soul. He gave full play to the power of the war soul and shot continuously to wipe out all these remnant souls.Jiang Ping's soul power is not weak. He failed to destroy many remnant souls like Yang Wu, but I don't know when there was an additional headband in the center of his eyebrow to stop these fierce soul attacks and make them return in vain. The storm power released by him scraped them together."It's really vulnerable," said Jiang Ping disdainfully.Just after he finished speaking, new bones appeared. Their bones were obviously harder than those before, and their waving movements were also flexible and extremely aggressive, no less than those in the small holy realm.Jiang Ping's face changed greatly. He was seeing these bones constantly getting up. The dense number made people's scalp numb."Thirty six strategies, sneaking is the best policy." Jiang Ping definitely slipped away. If he wanted to live here for seventy-seven or forty-nine days, could he consume a lot of combat power here at the beginning, otherwise he would die without a burial place.Yang Wu sensed that Jiang Ping had escaped. He didn't move. He was rebuilt in the God of war tower for ten years. Several peerless young martial gods were his companions. He fought with them every time until his Xuanqi was exhausted and covered with scars.He wants to force out his ultimate power of martial arts and Taoism. The best way is to support the war with war.On his way to Tianyu mountains, he was soaked in dragon marrow liquid and his physique improved again, but the potential limit has not been forced out. Being thrown here this time may help him further."Let's go back to the God of War Tower." Yang Wu murmured, turning on the sensing force to the maximum, sensing the bones of the surrounding attacks clearly, and he began to practice martial arts with them.Bang! Bang!Yang Wu no longer uses Xuanqi to bombard these bones with his bare hands. Each blow can hit the most vulnerable place of the bones and break them into pieces.These bones should be manipulated by the array before attacking them. I don't know how many years these bones have been stored. Each bone has more or less damaged and fragile places. Once hit, the bones will be broken.Yang Wuyue fought faster and faster. He swept bones with pure strength. The threat was not as high as expected. The only trouble was that there were too many bones here. It was not so easy to destroy them completely.Yang Wu fought and took out the soldiers. The soldiers shot left and right and destroyed more bones.When Yang Wuyue goes inside, the bones and residual souls are stronger. This place, which is respected by his teacher as "war tomb", is definitely not that simple.There are many bones and fierce souls. Yang Wu simply doesn't fight. He runs the Xuanwu armor and bumps strongly towards the bones. He goes like the Xuanwu waves and waves. The attacks of many bones can't break the Xuanwu armor at all. Those fierce souls can't hurt his soul. This pressure is not great for him. He can squeeze through it.The bones are like a mountain. All the time, the bones of the top little Saint appear. They are incomparably hard. Every move is like a little Saint soldier, and their power is much stronger than the bones at the beginning.These attacks still couldn't break Yang Wu's Xuanwu armor, and the fierce soul killed was much more ferocious. The war soul had to raise its spirit and drive them away.At this time, Yang Wu stopped and murmured, "these bones are not strong in combat effectiveness. The victory lies in a large number. Fighting with them can't challenge my limit. It's better to take the opportunity to hone my defense."Therefore, Yang Wuyuan sat down on the site and was covered with Xuanwu armor to prevent these attacks from hurting himself.Xuanwu is the spirit monster with the most powerful defense force. Its Xuanwu armor has the power to remove most of the strength of many attacks, and the rest is difficult to break the hardest armor.Jingle jingle!The bone blade of the corpse bone kept beating on the armor, making a clear sound, and failed to break the defense.Yang Wu's running Xuanwu armor consumes power, and the number of bones is countless. They attack in turn. Under the percussion of wave after wave of bone blades, some cracks appear quietly in the Xuanwu armor.Yang Wu thought: "the strongest armor can't stand repeated attacks. We must turn passive defense into active defense. Maybe it's the strongest defense."
