The Emperor Descending the Heavens

"Brother Wang, these two seem to be very powerful! Are your thousands of runes sure to be able to knock them down?"

Looking at the two in the Thousand Runs, flying up and down, dealing with freedom, Zhong Bihua looked at Wang Wanhai with suspicion.

"Can't knock them down? What about the two of us?"

Wang Wanhai heard the words, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Uh……"

"Why are you still trying to teach me some lessons?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang, uh, that ... let's go together!"

"Coward, rest assured ... my Thousand Rune Array will not attack you, you should teach that Qin Yu."

The two said, they each took out their magic weapon and rushed into the Thousand Rune.

Qianfu Zhen was controlled by Wang Wanhai's consciousness, and surely he would not attack them both, but the sword qi flashing from his side scared the uncertain Zhong Bihua.

"kill……"

Wang Wanhai roared, holding his sword and rushing towards Qin Yu. For a moment, the sword energy of the mountains and the sea swept the whole world, and the mighty power swept through.

"Yijian Youlian, go ..."

The evil purple smoke under the protection of Qin Yu, depending on the situation at hand, did not think about it immediately, and immediately performed a sword lotus lotus spirit.

With the sound of the sword of 铮铮, blossoming grey sword lotus, like fireworks, bloomed countless swords in the air.

"I'm going, what spell is this?"

Zhong Bihua, who was behind Wang Wanhai, looked at the gray sword qi in the sky, and her heart was slightly shaken.

The emergence of these sword qi, instantly attacked the Thousand Rune attacks, and even splashed back, attacked them in the past, scared them to dodge quickly.

Qin Yu, guarding the evil purple smoke, witnessed such a scene, and a fascinating smile suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Purple smoke, use your sword Youlian against them."

Qin Yu reminded her that when the evil purple smoke waved, it was the sky and the lotus formed in the sky, and it seemed like fireworks scattered.

However, casting a sword Youlian requires a lot of spiritual power.

After a while, the evil purple smoke became weak.

As soon as Qin Yu saw it, she immediately pressed her palm against her back, transformed the true elements in her body into spiritual power, and entered her body.

at the same time.

The ancient sword in Qin Yu's hand didn't listen, and the swift and swift slashing of the runes and swords that came from the attack.

Wang Wanhai, who had been careful and full, suddenly found that he couldn't control his thousand rune array.

After some tossing down, he hurriedly withdrew the injured Zhong Bihua and retired from the Thousand Runes.

At this time Zhong Bihua was about to cry.

Seeing the sword wound on his body, he cried with tears, and said to Wang Wanhai, "Brother Wang, didn't you say that your Thousand Rune will not attack me? Why now ... now I ..."

"Cough ..." After hearing the words, Wang Wanhai coughed twice in a hurry, interrupted him, and at the same time took the opportunity to conceal his embarrassment and replied to him, "Bi Hua, this is a pure mistake!"

"Missing? Is it really that simple?" Zhong Bihua stared at him with suspicion.

"of course……"

Wang Wanhai replied pretendingly calmly.

Who would have thought that the evil purple smoke would attack such a large-scale sword.

So much so that his thousands of runes are chaotic.

To put it bluntly, he is not strong enough in consciousness to control the attack trajectory of a thousand Fuyu, leading to abnormal attacks and accidentally hurting his own people.