It was not Peng Chongjia who said this, but Qingzhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Witnessing Qing Zhou's killing of Shi Zhong just now, Qi Miaofeng and the others would not beat him into an ordinary Hedao monk, but a heaven-defying Hedao monk who was comparable to the Mahayana realm.

Qi Miaofeng nodded to the remaining three Mahayana monks. "Everyone, you must go all out to kill these two. ”

In their opinion, Peng Chongjia and Qingzhou are the top strength of the Sword Alliance, as long as they are killed, the rest of the people will have no power to resist at all.

So, as soon as Qi Miaofeng stretched out his hand, the bracelet spread out, and seven hundred and forty-nine silver bells circled around, like stars, levitating around him, and then all of them flew out, drowning Peng Chongjia's whole body.

Just now, a silver bell exploded Peng Chongjia's face was scorched, and now all forty-nine bells are dispatched, and they are connected to each other in a strange way, and the power of the explosion can be superimposed and amplified, and it is about to act on Peng Chongjia's body, at least it can seriously injure him.

Peng Chongjia saw the silver light fall when the hood fell, raised his head and slapped it on his forehead, and the Holy Spirit Walnut instantly became extremely soft, like water flowing into the top of his head, flowing all over his body in an instant, coating Peng Chongjia's body with a layer of hazy silver light.

Peng Chongjia fused with the Holy Spirit Walnut, his breath became solidified, and forty-nine silver bells hit him one after another, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his speed became slower and slower, and in the end, it was completely forbidden on the surface of Peng Chongjia's skin.

Seeing this, Qi Miaofeng interlaced his fingers and pinched out a seal, and then the silver bells exploded at the same time, and a silver sea appeared in an instant, drowning Peng Chongjia in it.

The large mass of silver light contracted several times, then expanded violently, obviously surging inside, and finally forty-nine silver threads flew out and landed on Qi Miaofeng's wrist, surrounding it for a few weeks, forming a string of bell bracelets.

Suddenly, a burly body burst out of the light, and a long silver tide came out behind him, Peng Chongjia's whole body was burning flames, and countless air currents shot out from the surface of his body, blocking the flames from the outside.

This attack, the momentum was far greater than before, but Peng Chongjia fused with the Holy Spirit Walnut, and his physique increased more than a hundred times, and after the attack like a raging wave, his body was as stable as a rock, and he did not see the slightest damage.

Qing Zhou looked at it in surprise, Peng Chongjia actually excavated the power of this Heavenly Spirit Treasure, the Holy Spirit Walnut can bring an increase to the physical strength of physical cultivation, and it is really extremely powerful.

Qi Miaofeng waved his hand, "Peng Chongjia will be handed over to me, and the rest will be killed by Li Qing first." ”

According to Qi Miaofeng's estimate, Peng Chongjia's strength was on par with him, and it was difficult to distinguish victory or defeat in a long-term battle, while although Qingzhou could kill Shi Zhong, it could not be the opponent of three or even four Mahayana monks.

Qi Miaofeng's plan is very correct, among Peng Chongjia and Qingzhou, Qingzhou is the easiest link to break, dispatching three Mahayana monks to kill Qingzhou first, and then fighting with Qi Miaofeng to kill Peng Chongjia.

Such a plan could not have been more correct.

However, Qi Miaofeng missed Qingzhou's strength, triggering a series of painful results.

The three Mahayana monks surrounded him, and Qing Zhou felt the pressure doubled, stepped on the void step, and fled before the three of them formed an encirclement and closed it.

The three Mahayana monks, each showing their magic weapons, are the emerald green longbow, the coral paperweight, and the thousand python whip.

One after another, the green light arrows shuttled back and forth, sealing the space where Qingzhou was dodging inch by inch, and at the same time, the thousand python whips scattered, turning into thousands of hideous snake heads, and biting towards Qingzhou's body.

In the sky above, the coral paperweight continued to rise and fall, turning the power accumulated in the sky into a force that shattered everything when it fell, and continued to shoot down towards the top of Qingzhou's head.

At this moment, in the face of the siege of the three Mahayana monks, Qingzhou felt that it was difficult to breathe, and one after another sword light flew out, but it was torn to pieces by the green light arrow, and countless snake heads came from all directions, tearing every corner of Qingzhou's body.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and Qing Zhou hurriedly turned sideways, having been hit in the back by a coral paperweight, and suddenly his eyes were full of gold stars, and his mouth was full of blood.

Qing Zhou roared, his whole body bloomed with golden rays, and the huge power of the fierce ape's law was infused into his body, and the divine power turned into a stream of heat, flowing through every corner of his body.

At this time, the coral paperweight fell again, turning into a purple streamer, Qingzhou reached out his big furry hand, pinched the streamer in the palm of his hand, the paperweight vibrated violently, rubbing Qingzhou's palm and smoking.

Then, Ilha waved his arms and threw them in circles, and the coral paperweight tumbled, turning into a meteor in the sky and disappearing from sight.

In addition, the countless snake heads separated by the thousand python whips have bitten on Qingzhou's arms and thighs, but his skin is extremely tough, and the fangs of the snake head are stretched out, but they have never been able to pierce the skin, let alone see blood.

Qingzhou took a deep breath, his whole body expanded, and then there was the sound of countless snake teeth breaking, and then the two arms danced into fans, only to hear explosions one after another, and countless snake heads were blasted by Qingzhou.

Seeing this, the Mahayana monk who made the emerald longbow changed his expression greatly, his thumb and forefinger clasped tightly, and a wisp of fairy qi lingered on the bowstring, and then pulled the longbow into a full moon, and finally shot out an arrow of light as thick as an elephant's leg.

This arrow of light was extremely condensed, and immediately shredded all the light after flying out, drawing a straight trajectory, and the target was at the end of Qingzhou.

A low roar sounded in Qingzhou's throat, and he exerted all his strength, and turned sideways to let the light arrow strike violently, and at the moment when he passed by him, his fists were folded and raised high, and he slammed down.

There was a bang, the space shook, and the light arrow was smashed down, and the smell of burnt skin rose in Qingzhou's fists, because the light arrow rubbed down rapidly, and the skin and flesh were burned.

Then, Ilha raised his arms and threw another punch.

In the center of the light arrow, the crack began to extend, and when it grew to the limit, it immediately began to thicken, and finally the light arrow broke with a crisp sound of clattering.

Qingzhou broke the siege of three people, and it seemed to be unstoppable, but in fact, it was extremely expensive, and if it hadn't been hard to hold on, it would have been gasping violently.

The three Mahayana monks were repelled one by one by Qingzhou's magical powers, and the magic weapon suffered different degrees of damage, and they had scruples for a while and did not strike again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qing Zhou made a move, holding the Eternal Tribulation Sword in his mouth, at this moment he cast the Fierce Ape Method, his body swelled like a giant, and he easily held the long sword in his mouth, and the sharp sword blade gritted between his teeth.

Then, Ilzhou strode forward, rushed to the Mahayana monk with the emerald longbow, and slammed his fists into his chest.

The Mahayana monk felt that his breath was not smooth, as if two iron pillars were against his chest, and when he saw that Qingzhou was coming in a hurry and fast, it was too late to shoot arrows to force him back.

So, the Mahayana monk urgently changed his move, the two ends of the longbow were released, and the bowstring, which was originally stretched straight, flew like a poisonous tongue, and shot towards Qingzhou's fist with his head high.

Qing Zhou felt the stinging pain in his fist, and with the physique of the golden-maned fiery pupil ape, he was actually pierced through the skin by the bowstring, and hurriedly opened his palm, held the bowstring, and felt a sharp pain in his palm, and was cut by the bowstring with four or five wounds.