Wu Tie stepped on the mountain with his feet.

The mountain peak roared and the blood was radiant. A powerful force firmly protected the mountain, leaving it unharmed under Wu Tie's violent pedal. A huge rebound force made Wu Tie like an arrow from a string, and rushed forward with a "swish".

The peaks roared loudly, and Wu Tie flew between the peaks like a flea.

Two golden armored war puppets followed Wu Tie closely, and they also jumped like flying, following Wu Tie tightly. Occasionally, the faint light flashed in their hands, and they would grab a series of javelins with cold light out of thin air, turning into thunder and thunder to throw at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie's body flashed rapidly, and the javelin with runes rippling on the surface was almost touching his body.

The javelin as thick as an ordinary person's arms fell on the peak covered by blood. He heard loud noises. The javelin exploded and exploded into countless sesame-sized iron slags.

Ou Yezi chased after him in a mess.

This battle castle is very unfriendly to magic cultivation, and all kinds of escape techniques are suppressed. The escape technique learned by Ou Yezi is not top-notch. His speed of escape in the air is slower than Wu Tie just now, and it is probably the same as the speed of running an ordinary horse.

He could only watch Wu Tie jump and jump out a long way, followed by two golden armored war puppets.

"King An Huo Xiong... No courageous bandits... Child, you kill me, many masters of the Great Wei, dare to fight to the death with me?" Ou Yezi waved his flag with his left hand, and his feather fan with his right hand swayed. Fire dragons roared out, constantly bombarding Wu Tie.

However, Wu Tie ran too fast, and the fire dragon released by Ou Yezi was too slow to catch up with him!

Wu Tie ran for about a hundred miles with two golden armored war puppets, took a turn, and ran towards the direction he came.

Ou Yezi was running out of breath. When he suddenly saw Wu Tie running back, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He didn't care about anything. The flag in his left hand shook, and the fire suddenly rushed in the ground, and the blue flames swept through the void for dozens of miles apart.

Wu Tiechang laughed. He pinched a fire-proof spell and saw a circle of inspiration around him. The blue-blue flames could not get close to him within ten feet of the radius. The fireworks suddenly disappeared, and the temperature around him did not even increase much.

Ou Yezi widened his eyes in horror. This was a magical power... and it was a magical power that specifically restrained the "Five Elements Taoism".

Such supernatural powers may not be precious in the ancient times, but in the end of civilization where all such martial arts have been castrated and strictly managed, the fire-breaking curse, which can make the fire-action attack futile, is amazing.

Ou Yezi's magical and secret techniques are all in flames. Wu Tie's fire-proofing spell can break the flames and prevent the flames from approaching, which is equivalent to nucleus of Ou Yezi's combat power.

"Damn..." Ou Yezi cursed angrily. He threw out the flag in his hand, turning it into a layer of sticky flame to protect his whole body. Then he waved his left sleeve and dozens of swim fish like a swim fish. He flew out of the air.

These sharp swords have different colors and shapes, but the speed of flying is fast and fast. Some of them fly silently, some make sharp "hiss" sounds through the air, and a few sharp swords have a thunderous sound, which is extremely shocking.

If the Mo family of the Great Wei Dynasty was the best in the Three Kingdoms in combat, then the casting skills of the Ou clan of the Great Wei Dynasty were unparalleled.

The Ou clan specializes in the forging of master-level founders, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and various magic weapons, are all extremely exquisite.

Especially for every generation of Ou Yezi, you must cast nine swords that can be called "famous swords of history" to be qualified to compete and inherit the name of "Ou Yezi". Each sword that comes from Ou Yezi's hands must be a treasure that many senior officials of the Wei Dynasty compete for frantically.

Generally speaking, except for the senior leaders of the Great Wei, no matter how much the other two countries' powerful people spend, they will not expect to get a magic weapon from Ou Yezi.

Dozens of sharp swords fell into the air, with sharp swords, forming a sword formation faintly.

Wu Tietuo hit the body, and he ran into it regardless of the sharpness of dozens of sharp swords.

Ou Yezi laughed loudly: "Children, you are seeking death by yourself, no wonder I am."

Ou Yezi laughed loudly. He plucked up his magic power and activated dozens of sharp swords. He immediately saw the sword lights everywhere. He pulled out hundreds of feet long sword lights, like long rainbows slashing down on his head.

Wu Tie rushed up and hit the sword formation firmly.

The "Dangdang" sounded loudly, and Wu Tie's clothes were shattered and instantly turned into ashes and fell down. The sword light fell on him, and Mars was splashed everywhere. The huge impact force made Wu Tie's speed slow down a little.

Wu Tie's body is now so strong. The divine weapon of the Heavenly Dao forged by the ancestor of the ordinary Divine Realm cannot break his oily skin at all. Instead, his body will break its edge. If you want to hurt him, you can only be an innate spiritual weapon.

However, the sword formation set up by Ou Yezi pierced the sword lights, and Wu Tie felt a stinging pain all over his body, and his body was pulled open with thin wounds of varying depths.

Wu Tie was shocked, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

What a good Ou Yezi. Although these dozens of sharp swords are still far from innate spiritual weapons in terms of magical power changes and spirituality, these dozens of sharp swords are no worse than innate spiritual weapons in terms of toughness and sharpness.

"Good sword... Old guy... Great Wei, Ou clan, the way to make swords is really amazing." Wu Tie flashed through his mind about many clans of the Great Wei clans, and he immediately learned the origin of Ou Yezi.

Ou Yezi looked at Wu Tie with horror. These dozens of sharp swords were the finest items he had accumulated in his long life. On average, every thousand years, he had a sword he had carefully pondered and was qualified to become his personal magic weapon.

Even a Vajra Iron Man could easily shatter these swords.

Not to mention, Ou Yezi also set up a broken sword formation he obtained from an ancient ruin. This "Five Elements Evil-killing Sword Formation". Once laid, the power of these sharp swords can more than double out of thin air.

Such a sword and such a sword formation can only leave some unfatal wounds to Wu Tie?

"What kind of monster are you?" Ou Yezi looked at Wu Tie in horror. He knew Wu Tie. After all, because of Wu Tie's relationship, many ancestors of the Great Wei have fallen. Ou Yezi has carefully read Wu Tie's information.

"Nine-turn Xuan Gong is really that powerful?" Ou Yezi said angrily: "I don't believe it."

"In this world, there is no one who cannot be split by the sword created by me, Ou Yezi... If so, you are not a human being." Ou Yezi roared in anger. While he was circulating the sword formation to trap Wu Tie, he opened his mouth and sprayed a cold light.

As soon as the cold light came out, the world suddenly became cold.
Chapter completed!