The Whole World Thinks I'm the Strongest

Chapter 638

The three rock and earth shields in the air all lost their function at this moment. They were smashed by the sword gas and turned into pieces of dust in the air.

"No! I can't see the direction of the sword spirit." suddenly Fang Heshan's pupils contracted and his throat rolled.

He did not expect that his three rock and earth shields had been smashed to form this piece of yellow dust.

Instead, he gave the other party an assistance and covered the position of the whole sword Qi array.

They'll be miserable the next moment.

Because I can't see the direction of the sword Qi, I can't find it until I reach my face.

For a moment, people in Pudu City howled in an instant, and the sword array in the air was covered with yellow dust.

"Lying in the trough!" King Yanling's eyes were almost staring out, and the next moment a sword went straight into his chest.

The next moment was illusory and left a wound on him.

"Ah!" the Yanling King screamed. He was just a rune master. How could he withstand the attack of a practitioner with amazing lethality?

It's like a crispy, suddenly stabbed by the other assassin. Who can hold it?

For a moment, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth and he quickly found a safe place to hide first.

The whole battle, all the people around three kilometers were affected, right. It should be said that all these three kilometers are front-line battlefields!

The city gate is broken and abandoned.

All the houses have been smashed and can no longer be inhabited.

All this came so violently that they couldn't react for a time.

Ten minutes later

Half the people in the battlefield were still breathing.

Because of this move, Zhen Jian consumed too much Xuanqi, resulting in falling down and coughing constantly.

"Shit, this move is too strong." Zhen Jian gushed blood and knelt down on the ground.

Ding Ling... His two long swords fell to the ground and rang.

"Uncle Jian, are you too fierce?" Zheng Dao looked at the scene convulsively.

All the people in putu were killed and injured.

Even if they are not dead, I'm afraid they have to have a lot of trauma!

It's estimated that I can't get out of bed for five months.

"Lucky, lucky to understand."

Zhen Jian smiled and said, "thanks to the elder Qin, I understood this set of sword techniques after I came back from a desperate situation."

Zhen Jian looked at the red and white double swords. The swords he cut would smoke after the continuous attack for ten minutes!

"Fortunately, this move consumes a lot and the effect is considerable." Zhen Jian wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and got up slowly.

Just at the end of his attack, their people in Tianguan city had rushed up and now they are cutting leeks.

There is no other technology to speak of.

"Thanks to Uncle Jian, I don't know what would happen without uncle Jian this time!" Zheng Dao laughed.

"Lucky, lucky... Bad, murderous!" suddenly Zhen Jian said subconsciously, but there was no way. He had been caught.

"Bastards! You bastards!"

A figure quickly flashed over. Zhen gun flew over Qingfeng's long gun and was punched by others.

At the next moment, behind Zhen Jian, he was critically hit by the other party in the middle. At the next moment, the symmetrical position of his chest broke a hole in his clothes, which was the same size as his fist.

Poop!

A mouthful of blood gushed out without warning.

At this time, Zhen Jian felt his internal organs trembling and almost misplaced.

"Asshole, asshole... Asshole!"

The figure was behind him. For a moment, 36 punches came, and the last one flew directly to him. The next moment, he landed on his face and didn't move.

"Ah?" Zheng Dao didn't expect such a big change. He panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"Asshole! You kill so many people, do you want me to be the bare pole commander?" putu city master, Zhang Ba!

At this moment, Zheng Dao and Zhen gun saw who the party was.

Zhen Jian is gone. It's not clear whether he's alive or dead, but he only knows that the current situation is very critical.

For them, this blow is undoubtedly fatal!

"Golden bell jar." Zheng Dao now has no time to fight back, so he can only take the first shot and protect himself first!

"I'll break your grandmother's leg!" Zheng Dao didn't think of it at the next moment.

The other party actually had this strength. At this moment, his defense was broken.

"How could it be..." he didn't react in the shock. The next moment, a punch hit his arm and flew out in an instant.

"Still. Who!" Zhang Ba lowered his head, closed his eyes and roared very arrogantly.

All the people who saw him were drooling and staring at him like a great enemy.

"Who else? You, or you?" Zhang Ba looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt that he was out of control.

He also knows that his current state is not very good, but there is no way to calm him down.

All these people he brought were given in vain and persecuted by the other party as cleaning soldiers. How can he bear it?

What's more, look at the Yanling king who was almost stabbed into a horse honeycomb by the sword Qi on the ground next to him, and a fangheshan who was twisted and looked like a dead fish.

Needless to say, Zhou Jinlun had just entered the calming state and recovered his Xuanqi. The next moment, he was completely absorbed by the oncoming sword Qi.

He ate a big one directly and died on the spot!

I have to convince him about bad luck.

Looking back, Zhen Jian now coughs up blood gently and can't stand up.

Looking back at Zheng Dao, now he is lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Zhen gun supported his body and reluctantly stood up, but at this time he also knew that if he didn't pretend to be dead and stand up, he would be beaten.

But no way, you can be beaten, but you can't lose your dignity and face, absolutely not!

"Oh!"

A punch came up and hit him in the stomach. Suddenly, the lunch was sprayed out, and his eyes almost burst out.

"Ah!" Zhen gun was picked up by one hand and fell heavily to the ground the next moment. Then Zhang Ba fell to the ground, lifted his right foot and stepped on it three times a second.

"You're so awesome? How dare you stand up at this time? Why, do you despise my harm?" Zhang Ba stepped on it and sprayed it again, and the output was full, both in his mouth and feet!

Three seconds later, he was kicked out.

Although he still had the strength to stand up this time, he chose to give up.

"Who the fuck is there?" Zhang BA's arrogance now is almost unsolvable.

Although he felt like cutting leeks, his strength was beyond doubt!

"OK, what a cow."

"All the 13 strong men in Putu City, hundreds of elite, are folded here!"