Chapter 62 (2/2)

It seems that there is a flaw in the air column of Tianli.

After Zhang Tianheng's Tianmai blood arrow, his hands kept on beating.

The golden sunlight condenses into flames.

As if a round of sun like fist strength, the momentum is strong and heavy, bumping into the pillar of heavenly principle.

The attack of King Kong and master Mingjing also followed.

However, the old Confucian just a faint smile.

I don't see any movement from him.

There was no sign of air rising from above.

The air column is still perfect, hard to resist the siege of the four masters of demon sect, without any wavering.

At the same time, he even held up the body shape of the stone mirror and accelerated its ascent.

Zhang Tianheng's expression is ferocious, and he never retreats.

The golden sunlight on him grew thicker and thicker, and kept gathering.In the end, the whole person seems to turn into gold, shining, blocking in front of the pillar of heaven.

”First the sun boxing, and then the golden body? If you want to practice the Great Sun King formula, you must make great achievements. ” Wang Qiyi stood at the foot of the mountain and said faintly, ”it seems that you are really Chen Luoyang capable running dog.”

Under the pressure of the majestic air column, Zhang Tianheng's golden body kept shaking.

The statue of King Kong and the statue of arhat came forward to help.

But with the strength of the three, they are still forced to retreat.

Xiao Yuntian's figure flashed.

Mid air, light and shadow changes, suddenly emerged, the sun and moon change, the stars move phase.

With the help of Zhang Tianheng's three men's positive pressure, Xiao Yuntian applied the great method of changing the sun, and finally shifted the pillar of heavenly principle by a few points.

”At the same time, you have two unique skills: the Taiyin Sutra and the exchange of Japanese Dharma. You have great talent.” Wang Qiyi was not moved: ”it's a pity that I'm still not my opponent. You can't even run now. In my opinion, I have no merit.”

The old Confucian looked up at the imperial chariot of six dragons and murmured.

”There's no movement at this point. It seems that you're really in a bad situation, Chen Luoyang.”

Wang Qiyi began to let go of his worries.

He has something in his hand.

It's the ruler used by the teacher in the private school.

Wang Qiyi stood at the top of the mountain and waved at will.

In the sky, but suddenly many light and shadow.

Countless, hundreds of meters long, wider than the door!

Although the number is large, but between the light and shadow waving, the Dharma is well.

Countless ruler light and shadow, like carved for heaven and earth rules and order.

No rules, no circles.

Wang Qiyi's Square and round sword is displayed. To a certain extent, he seems to be the rule of law.

It's called sword technique, but it's used with a ruler.

The defense of natural Qi.

Square and round sword attack.

One attack and one defense are well ordered and well organized, which is hard to resist.

Zhang Tianheng, King Kong, and master Mingjing are depressed.

They are not inferior to Wang Qiyi's unique martial arts.

Zhang Tianheng's Dayi Tianwang Jue even had it.

However, there is a slight gap between the two sides.

Wang Qiyi made it clear that he bullied people with his realm.

Xiao Yuntian, who can deal with it, was injured before, but now he is suppressed in the face of this old Confucian.

Wang Qiyi to a enemy, at the same time to greet the demon sect experts.

The stone mirror, however, has been gradually approaching the six dragon imperial chariot.

Nie Hua and Li Qian, the great prince, were all ready to move.

On the imperial chariot, in the main hall.

Chen Luoyang looks at the stone mirror with calm expression and firm eyes, but suddenly he wants to laugh.

”It's like the hero challenges the demon king. His companions escort him all the way and restrain him in batches. Only the hero comes to the end and comes to the demon king....”