The powerful people around finally made a move!

But it is.

If you don't make a move at this time, when will you have to wait?

The blue-robed man is already at the end of the battle. It used to be a series of battles and consumes a lot of money. Now he is attacked by his own dog legs and seriously injured.

At the moment he wanted to urge Xuanbing Fan again, but he didn't know how difficult it was.

Now not only can kill him with the powerful abilities of the powerful soldiers, those who do not have the powerful weapons can also covet this mysterious ice fan.

Ever since, countless terrifying breaths came from all directions.

These breaths were like huge mountains, crushed fiercely on the blue-robed man.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

...

The blue-robed man bears countless terrible forces on his body. It is difficult for the whole person to advance half a step, his chest is even more ups and downs, blood is spit out from his mouth, his face is pale and he almost falls to the ground, he just can't stand firmly.

The face of the man in the blue robe was extremely ugly.

He knew that he was afraid it would be difficult to leave this time.

"Hongbing is mine! Xuanbing fan is mine!"

At this time, the soul who had betrayed the blue-robed man got up again.

With blood-red eyes and a madness on his face, he glared at the blue-robed man, roared, and rushed over frantically, intending to **** the Hong Bing.

just.

As soon as he approached, an even more terrifying force of suppression fell directly on the soul.

咵嚓!

The body of the soul burst and collapsed on the spot, splashing blood, and directly died tragically.

The world is frightened.

"The mere ants, dare to covet the red soldier? Whoever takes the red soldier, the deity will kill whoever!" There was a cold shout in the sky.

It's a big deal!

As expected, this level of contention is all fighting with great power. Those people with inferior spirits stretch their greedy hands to the treasure at this juncture, aren't they committing suicide?

For a while, the souls who were watching from all directions lost their voices, and they dared not fan the Xuanbing any evil thoughts.

Upon seeing this, the powerful people slayed the blue-robed man even more brazenly.

"what!!!"

The blue-robed man couldn't hold on anymore.

So much pressure fell on him, he couldn't resist it at all, the flesh and blood on his body began to crack, and the spirit and soul power of the whole body were suppressed by these powerful forces and could not be accumulated.

Looking at this posture, the man in the blue robe has become an anvil

The fish on the plate can be slaughtered.

"Asshole! You all die to me!!!"

The blue-robed man was furious.

Although he knew he was invincible, he still refused to give up, roared, holding the Xuanbing fan, and waved again.

call! ! !

The piercing cold air directly vented around.

The powerful people who did not have the soldiers dodge hurriedly.

And with the great abilities of Hongbing... how can you be afraid of the energy of this Xuanbing fan?

"Huh! Do you think you have a red soldier? Look at my tyrant sword!! Kill!!"

"Ye Yao sword power, tear everything up!"

"The mere cold air has reached my Li Huang sword fire?"

There was a cold shout.

Just watch all kinds of terrifying soldiers' aura kill them.

Although the Xuanbing Fan is also a great soldier, how can it deal with so many great soldiers around it?

Seeing Xuanbing's fan power being crushed and scattered by the opponent, the blue-robed man's eyes immediately widened.

"Could it be that...everything is over?" The blue-robed man murmured, looking at the sky.

But no miracle will come from heaven, nor will it grant him miracles.

The power of all kinds of powerful soldiers had already descended on him.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh...

A strange voice came.

He saw the ground that the man in the blue robe was hitting directly.

The void burst to pieces.

The cycle of time and space collapsed.

All kinds of cracks spread in the upper and lower mountains of the mountain.

The aura of destruction rippling wildly in the air.

The entire Upper God Mountain was shaken.

The countless souls around the Shangshen Mountain were all shocked by this blow, and even those who were far away from the Shangshen Mountain were shocked.

As for the blue-robed man, he was dead long ago and even scum was left.

It was dusty and chaotic.

But everyone rushed there like crazy at this moment.

Because they know.

Xuanbing fan...no one! !

"Xuanbing Fan is about to change ownership!!"

"Who can win the Xuanbing Fan this time!"

"If those who have Hong Bing win the Xuan Bing Fan again, with Shuang Hong Bing in their hands, in the entire Upper God Mountain, I am afraid that no one can compete with it?"

"Let's wait and see!"

Quite a few souls who look around are thinking like this.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the side, one step faster than everyone,

Rushed into the explosion place.

Everyone trembled immediately, and hurriedly accelerated the sinking.

"Who? How dare to **** my Xuanbing fan!"

"Dead! You are looking for death!!"

"When I catch you, I will crush you to pieces! Let you never live beyond life!!"

"what!!!"

The mighties are angry.

At this time, there are still things that do not know whether they dare to fight against them?

This is seeking a dead end!

Everyone felt it, the figure who rushed to **** Hongbing was not very aura!

A mere ant, dare to move what these mighty people are looking for! It is simply too long!

What's more, at the moment this great soldier is surrounded by countless great abilities.

Even if that person gets the Xuanbing fan, can he take it away alive?

There was a cold breath in the nasal cavity of the powers, and someone had lifted the soldiers and cut them directly towards the place filled with gray mist.

"Die!"

He murmured.

Then I saw that the air blade of the Ba Tian Dao carried Wushuang's domineering spirit and blasted towards the dusty place.

However, what came into everyone's ears... was a clear chirping sound.

Then... the air blade of the Tyrannical Blade spread around and disappeared.

"what?"

The master of the Tyrant Sword caught his breath.

The powerhouses around were also shocked, thinking that they were wrong.

"how is this possible?"

"Did Xuanbing Fan resist it?"

"I didn't feel the breath of Xuanbing fan at all, but... I felt the breath of other soldiers!"

"Other Hongbing? What is it?"

"I don't know, it's not like the Li Huang sword, it's not like the Ye Yao sword, and it's not like the Tyrant Sword... It seems, it's not the swords that appeared in the Shangshen Mountain..."

"Really? Could it be that... those who got other soldiers were also attracted to the upper mountain?"

"Excellent! Excellent! This deity's Hongbing has one more hand, hahahaha..."

Some are happy and some are worried.

But the people stopped their bodies tacitly and stopped rushing, only surrounding the place.

After all, the energy of the other soldiers suddenly appeared. It is not a trivial matter. No one dares to rush at this time...

After the dust dissipated, people saw a graceful figure standing in it.

That person... is the ink red blade!