Chapter 421: 4 Sections of Protecting the Country!

Fu!

The moment when Xiao Sanhe happily fell in front of the man holding the flute in his hand, the two Ming Cult disciples passed through the Ming Cult disciples like broken strings, fell to the ground, and never stood up again.

The disciples of the Ming Cult around subconsciously swept away, as if they were struck by lightning!

I saw that the two men were pulled out from their throats and a shocking blood mark about two feet long from their waists. Although they were only masters of the mysterious realm, their body protection level was not low. In this case, they were killed instantly by a sword...

The disciples of the Ming Cult who were originally planning to step forward and stop the happy party were as if their feet were filled with lead water. They didn't take a step forward for a long time, and looked at this far away in horror. Zhou Yu was also slightly shocked!

Although I have heard of the sword that Happy Killing Huang Sha, the deputy head of the Yipin Hall, was shocking, but the sword just now was extremely ordinary and did not look like the legendary secret technique.

and……

The crowd behind him was talking, and the words contained in it made Zhou Yu quickly notice the National Protection Sword held in Happy Hand!

In addition to the three colors flow, there is an extra layer of magnificent magical color that combines the three colors, which looks more noble and mysterious. The sharpness on the long sword is revealed, which seems to be more eye-catching than the Yitian Sword in the hands of Master Mie Jue, the head of the Emei Sect.

My mind was shocked!

Zhou Yu's face showed a solemn look for the first time, his brows slowly frowned into a ball, and an inaudible sound came from his mouth: "4 paragraphs..."

At the same time, there were two other people who confirmed the weapon in Happy Hand.

Meng Yun and Bloody Clothes from the six major sects saw the three national protection swords in Kaixin's hand. Naturally, they could see that although the sword in Kaixin's hand was still the national protection sword, it was obviously more powerful than the three national protection swords, and the sharpness was revealed like a magical weapon!

His face turned pale...

A fleeting panic flashed in their eyes.

The 3rd section of the National Protection Sword increases damage by only 1250 points, but the 4th section of the National Protection Sword is a perverted product!

It is forged with top-quality materials worth hundreds of millions of silver, and all attributes are increased by 300% on the original basis, which is a total of 2,000 points of lethality.

The attack speed is not clear in the early stage, but in the later stage, the 300% increase makes the happy ordinary attack like a secret skill. With terrifying killing, the effect that is as unpredictable as before will be like a destructive and destructive as before.

At this moment, not only Mengyun and Xueyi felt uneasy, but everyone present felt the threat from happiness...

Like a sword without a scabbard!

Show your sharpness!!

Approach slowly!!!

In an instant, the chaotic battlefield seemed to have a brief stagnation...

Everyone's eyes focused on the happy body of Zhang Wuji walking slowly.

"Stop him!" After returning to Qingming Festival, Zhou Yu quickly ordered Xiao San. The latter responded quickly and left a afterimage from the spot. The flute man was also agile for the first time that he had put the flute in front of him and started playing.

With the sound of the flute, Kaixin immediately noticed that the surrounding environment was slightly distorted, and a dangerous warning flashed in his heart. Without hesitation, he swept out a sword in the direction of the strong wind.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, Xiao San appeared and cut his sword towards Kaixin.

Golden bell cover!

Xiao San was originally working perfectly with the flute man, using his sudden body skills and the flute man's flute sound to control his happy mind for a moment, and he would kill with one blow.

But I didn’t expect that I was happy to react faster!

The floating body of the Golden Bell appears.

The attack that Xiao Sanzhi must win is one of Jing Wuming’s three killer moves, which contains amazing destructive power.

pity.

His destructive power became the main reason for his failure.

The power of Jin Zhong's recoil made Xiao San's arm holding the weapon collapse directly, and his body was paused, and a stunning light crossed his vision at the speed of his fatal sword!

One sword exchanges another sword!

Happy and unharmed, Xiao San paid his life...

puff!

Xiao San had just fallen to the ground, and a slight and inaudible strong wind quietly hit the opposite side, hitting the flute man's Danzhong point. The latter's body trembled, and the flute sound immediately interrupted, and he staggered out several meters, donating blood and vomiting all over the floor, his face as if he was like gold paper.

Gu Feng's eyes widened and then realized that the woman in front of him who looked cold and weak was actually a rare master.

A finger seriously hurts the flute man. This kind of strength is not something that ordinary people can do.

The two masters on the right were killed and injured in an instant, shocking the players of the Ming Cult again. People nearby retreated one after another, looking at the joy that slowly walked towards them as if they were like a flood.

Seeing this point, Zhou Yu also knew that it was impossible to stop the happy steps...

Watching the three of Kaixin, Momo and Gu Feng, one by one, fell on Zhang Wuji with one sword.

boom!!

Zhang Wuji was seriously injured and still had a certain amount of counterattack power, one person and one palm.

A strong arousal swept out!

In an instant, sand and stones flew away, dust swept around, and the ancient wind was the first to be hit and flew out, vomiting blood in the air, but Zhang Wuji, who was seriously injured, obviously did not have the ability to kill three people in seconds.

In the dust.

Happy, the moment Zhang Wuji attacked the body, activated the golden bell cover, the shape of a dragon, and avoided Zhang Wuji's attack in a dangerous and dangerous way, becoming the only opponent who never retreated under Zhang Wuji's move.

Dragon capture hand!

The windless legs!

The moment he passed by Zhang Wuji, he grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm and printed a palm on Zhang Wuji's chest as fast as the peak...

Bang!

The moment the palm touched Zhang Wuji's body, he happily and clearly felt a mysterious and extreme force operating from Zhang Wuji's body.

Zhang Wuji's body flew out of the dust! He fell to the ground and squirted blood on the ground.

Kaixin was shocked by the power of the Nine Yang Divine Art that was fed back from Zhang Wuji's body for more than ten meters.

"It's worthy of being Zhang Wuji."

But Happy is really not a vegetarian. Although Zhang Wuji, who is carrying the Nine Yang Divine Power and the Great Transfer of the Universe, has a thick skin and a thick flesh, can transfer the key points at any time to greatly reduce the damage, the burden on the body will be heavier every time it is used.

The moment he shook out, he slapped his waist, and the flying eagle sword tore the air and chased Zhang Wuji...

"Disillusion!"

Zhou Yu was furious!

Let Kaixin and the other two deal with Zhang Wuji are powerless. If Kaixin and the other one are allowed to hurt Zhang Wuji again, how can he have his face?

The silver spear shook!

A sharp light that penetrated the long rainbow just stood in front of the Flying Eagle Sword.

pity……

The happy Flying Eagle Sword is not that easy to connect.

"puff!"

The overlapping flying eagle swords split first.

choke!

In the end, Zhou Yu only blocked one of the flying eagle swords, and the other two broke through the air and attacked Zhang Wuji.

As the attack was about to work, one person fell from the sky!

The five fingers were like gold and iron, firmly grasping the flying eagle sword that flew into Zhang Wuji. The exquisite and sharp flying eagle sword suddenly turned into a ball of rotten iron in these vigorous hands.

"Enough!" The White-Browed Eagle King stood beside Zhang Wuji like a towering mountain. Looking at the seriously injured young man who still remains unchanged, his majestic face showed a rare and soft look for the first time.

"Grandpa."
Chapter completed!