Chapter 289: You can be a little more angry and open the mountain

Clang!......

At the same time as Mr. Big's shout, there was also a majestic and solemn voice like a yellow bell from the bottom of the autumn water. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

At the moment when this voice sounded, Xu Daoning and Yang Zhicheng immediately sensed that something was wrong. Especially Xu Daoning, this solemn and pleasant-sounding voice made the hairs on his body stand up, and he only felt that something that was not calculated had happened.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a breath that made him feel extremely hot rushed to his face.

I saw that a figure wrapped in red qi appeared in front of Mr. Big at some point, and a sword with a piercing sound of anger directly slashed at Yang Zhicheng's punch.

Under the collision of this punch and sword, it actually made this small world tremble.

As a "teammate", Xu Daoning naturally knows the power of Yang Zhicheng's punch, Yang Zhicheng's punch was discussed by the two and directly solved Mr. Big's punch, so he didn't leave any spare strength, but it was this punch that didn't leave any spare strength, and it was actually blocked by the opponent's sword, how to make Xu Daoning not surprised?

"Hahaha, happy, happy!"

The figure wielding the long sword in his hand suddenly laughed out loud after slashing Yang Zhicheng with a sword again.

It was only at this time that Xu Daoning saw clearly that this figure with red "flames" all over his body was none other than Shi Chong, who had just broken a hand and a foot.

And after blocking Yang Zhicheng's punch, it was all like Shi Chong rising with a red flame, the sword in his hand did not stop, and the long sword with red qi rushed towards Yang Zhicheng like sparks flying in the air.

For a while, the crackling sound of Jian Gang and Fist Gang colliding filled the entire space, and even the Qiushui disciples who were standing on the city wall far away could also feel the fierce and scorching wind that rushed towards them.

"Oh no!

Xu Daoning, who was attracted by Shi Chong's gaze, suddenly remembered something, and he blew the whistle in his hand almost without thinking, wanting to bring back the group of griffin celestial horses that he had ordered to continue to attack Mr. Big after Yang Zhicheng's raid was successful.

But it was too late.

Almost at the same time that Shi Chong slashed Yang Zhicheng with a sword, Mr. Big, who was unscathed, silently raised the sword in his hand and pointed at the group of griffin heavenly horses, which were divided into more than a dozen teams at this time, according to Xu Daoning's orders, and began to attack Mr. Big again in a neat and orderly manner.

"Buzz!"

But before they could reach Mr. Big, a circular barrier of wind and lan suddenly rose around the team of griffin celestial riders.

In one breath, Mr. Big used the sword in his hand to "draw" ten circles around the team of griffons.

Several Xu family cultivators tried to ride the griffins under them to break through the Fenglan barrier in front of them, but all of them were cut to pieces by the Fenglan that looked like the mist of the early morning water by the river.

"It can't be!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Daoning frowned.

He knew very well that the circle in the Qiushui Vertical and Horizontal Sword was undoubtedly one of the best means for the other party's own griffin celestial rides, but he was also convinced that it was impossible for anyone to trap his ten teams of griffin celestial riders at the same time.

So when he saw that Mr. Big had "drawn" ten circles with a sword in front of him, his face was incredulous.

Although he didn't know the specific law of this vertical and horizontal square circle sword, he knew very well that this seemingly simple "circle" was actually controlled by the cultivator's divine soul, and it was already the limit for ordinary cultivators to control one "circle" with one divine soul, but it was simply an incredible thing for Mr. Big to control ten circles with one divine soul.

"If it is to enter the holy realm, it may be barely possible, but isn't Mr. Big a pseudo-saint realm? Obviously, he just looked like he was not good at the true yuan, and Shi Chong was too, how could he suddenly be so strong, does it have anything to do with the bell that just came from the bottom of the autumn water?"

He thought to himself.

However, it was clear that there was not much time for him to think about it now, his griffin heavenly horse was trapped by Mr. Big's circle, and Yang Zhicheng's head was also suppressed by Shi Chong's crazy sword momentum.

"Get out of here first. ā€

He muttered to himself, and then he heard a whistle sound from his mouth, and hundreds of griffons suddenly had blood-red eyes, and one began to look up to the sky in a frenzied manner, and runes began to spin wildly around them.

"Madness?"

Mr. Big looked at the roaring griffin and said lightly.

He was right, Xu Daoning let these griffin heavenly riders directly enter a state of madness, and the griffin heavenly horses after madness will stimulate the origin demon power of the spirit beasts in their bodies, and a wind shield can be sacrificed around them to resist attacks from the outside world, and the wind wall can be turned into a wind spear to attack the opponent. And it seems that hundreds of griffons together activate the power of the Origin, which is enough to set off a hurricane that shakes the mountains.

In the face of these frenzyes, after releasing the origin demon power, the griffin heavenly horse that was deformed by the circle of collisions, Mr. Big just turned the long sword in his hand sideways with an indifferent expression, and a pale cyan true yuan gushed out from his palm covered the long sword in his hand like a stream of flowing water.

Finally, the circles laid by Mr. Big were finally unable to resist the collision of the griffin heavenly horse's origin demonic power, and they directly collapsed, and suddenly ten waves of griffin demonic power transformed spears stabbed towards Mr. Big like a hurricane.

"You can be a little more angry, Kaishan. ā€

Ignoring the hurricane-like spear at all, Mr. Big just looked at the Kaishan Sword in his hand and said gently.

As soon as these words were finished, the sword gang on the sword of the opening mountain was like a red bull bursting the embankment.

Mr. Big's originally gentle face also became extremely cold and angry at this time.

I saw that he turned the mountain in his hand over suddenly, although he was only flipping a sword, but the power of this long sword flipping was like flipping a mountain, stirring up the wind between heaven and earth.

And the next scene made Xu Daoning in the distance stunned.

I saw that Mr. Big's long sword slashed at the illusory wind and wave spear of his first team of griffin skyriders, and the distance between the two was at least ten meters, but the ten griffin skyriders were directly cut to the ground by this sword, as if they were slapped directly to the ground by an invisible big hand.

However, Mr. Big's sword was by no means as simple as a slap, and at the same time as the team of griffins fell, they were cut into pieces by one after another in the blink of an eye, and finally turned into a pool of flesh and blood and fell to the ground.

The Kaishan in his hand became unusually "angry", as he had just said.

Without giving these griffons any chance to escape, the mountain-opening sword with an invisible force like a mountain swatted down and then crushed the team of griffons like flies.

This sword after sword, both domineering and terrifying.