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Chapter 50: The Mighty Saint Master

The orphan army of the Heavenly Army is composed of orphans. Although they have lived in this world for a long time, so long that they can't remember it, deep down, they are still too honest, straight, without any curse

Zhunti shouted slowly, and Xiaotian stopped immediately, staring at Zhunti in a daze and said, "What else do you have to say?"

This gave Zhunti a chance to breathe, and he also lost the first move. In the sky of the Beihai, on the magnificent and changeable cloud bed, Chen Yuyang lit a thick cigarette, looking at the battle below curiously. It was him in Beihai.

How could he not know about Zhunti robbing people here?

So he came out to see the fun. At first, he was still quite excited when he saw Xiaotian taking action, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but sigh and smiled bitterly: "Comrade Xiaotian, a warrior, a fool!" No wonder

Chen Yuyang would sigh. If he knew that he would meet the opponent, he would have to seize the first move and put one blow to death. How could he give Zhunti a chance?

Zhunti gasped, looking at the spear in Xiaotian's hand with horror and fear. A kind of jealousy and even envy appeared in his eyes. More of it was greed, but he was still facing Xiaotian in a fake way.

He bowed and said, "Wuliang Tianzun, I am the Western Three Star Temple, Zhunti Taoist, the Shaky Moon Cave. I don't know the name of the Taoist fellow Taoist?"

Xiaotian stared at Zhunti and said two words: "Xiaotian!"

Zhunti smiled and said, "Fellow Daoism Xiaotian, these human races are destined to be with me in the West. I also hope that fellow Taoists can help me. Don't go against the heavenly way again, otherwise the heavenly way will be disaster. Although fellow Taoists are quasi-saint cultivation

, but there is no good result, I hope fellow Taoists will consider it carefully!”

Xiaotian thought Zhunti could say something, but unexpectedly, he said this nonsense, and immediately said furiously: "That Zhunti thief, don't lie to me with sweet words, I'm so easy to cheat.

Is that? Even if you spit out golden lotus today, I will not hand over the human race to you!"

Zhunti's face suddenly turned red and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiaotian, can you insist on fighting with me?"

"Get out of the North Sea, let's forget about this matter, otherwise, I will verify my cultivation with you. I want to see how powerful the saints will be in the future!" Xiaotian was not very afraid of the saints.

It is inherited from Chen Yuyang's arrogant attitude. Chen Yuyang can create saints, so he is afraid of these saints of heaven.

Hearing Xiaotian's words, the words were already insulting the saint, Zhunti said furiously: "That, don't be shameless. Is this Beihai land yours owned? Who do I want to save?

Just save anyone, no matter what you do. If you are entangled, don’t blame me for being polite!”

Zhunti has fired real fire, but Zhunti is not Xiaotian. Xiaotian is impulsive and does not consider the consequences, because in the human world, the heavenly army is an invincible myth. When talking about battle, Xiaotian is really not afraid.

Who has passed? Moreover, no one can do anything to him except for his real encounter with a saint.

"The thief said, look at the gun, and have another three hundred moves with me!" As he said that, Xiaotian shook his spear and met again.

Zhunti is not a fool. He has suffered a loss after having already suffered a spear. It is impossible to go up again and suffer a loss, so he immediately opened his eight-arm golden body. The golden body flashed with brilliant golden light, looking extremely sacred. The eight arms kept on

The sky was waving, and the various weapons in their hands seemed to have an overwhelming force.

However, this look seems to be scary, but in Chen Yuyang's opinion, it is simply vulnerable. Xiaotian was not scared by Zhunti's appearance at all. He practiced the witch clan's body refining skills.

, with the power of the ancestor witch, so after looking at Zhunti's eight-armed golden body, his body immediately surged.

It rose to an incredible level, with the void body, the face was furious, and a long spear trembled, just like the side of the God of Killing. The bloody aura on the soldier almost appeared on the paper, scaring Zhunti's eight-armed golden body

After a jump, he reached Zhunti for a few steps, and the spear appeared in front of Zhunti again like a rainstorm pear blossom.

Zhunti's seven treasures in his hand kept waving, trying to block the attack of the spear, but in the sky, the spear seemed to be everywhere, overflowing and flying. Zhunti's eight-foot golden body was very good.

The deterrent force seems to have become a shortcoming within Xiaotian's spear attack range, and there are loopholes everywhere.

Within a range, the golden lights that were shot everywhere were also shot out from the Xiaotian spear. Compared with combat experience, although Zhunti was a quasi-saint in the prehistoric world, he was still not as good as Xiaotian, the human world.

Soldiers are very skilled in combat and fighting skills, especially the Tianjun.

The Tianjun can be said to be an army born for battle, with super combat capabilities and fighting skills, and exists for killing people. Therefore, Zhunti and Xiaotian fight, and Xiaotian's combat is comparable to that of the magic power.

Skills naturally have to gain the upper hand, especially this technique that has never been seen in the prehistoric land. Almost all moves are killing moves. This made Zhunti a little difficult to deal with.

Even though the eighth-zhang golden body was immortal, his hands were still sweating, and the cold sweat was flowing. He could not imagine how such a powerful person appeared on the land of the prehistoric world. He was simply a freak, even if he met me.

, he has never experienced such inability to be incompetent when facing him as a senior brother.

There are many different situations, one is physically stressed, and the other is mentally stressed, not only stressed, but also surprised, frightened, and even a little scared. He could hardly imagine such a person. Once this fighting technique becomes a saint, then

It is because of his big resistance, so he will definitely run away when he sees this person.

You and I fought again for three hundred rounds, and the Beihai shore had been broken into ruins. However, it was not wrong for the ancestors of Beihai to have Chen Yuyang's secret protection. In this way, the battle continued from noon on the first day to

The next morning, the sun rises in the east and the sea light is searching for it, and there is an indescribable beauty.

However, on the shore of the North Sea, the battle continued. However, Xiaotian became more and more energetic as he fought, and seemed to have endless power. Zhunti was becoming more and more frightened, because he seemed to see this guy fighting constantly.

The mana is constantly condensed and seems to have reached a peak.

At the beginning, Xiaotian and Junti were barely considered tied, with attacks and defenses between each other, but the later they went, the faster Xiaotian's speed and strength were, and the more magic power they blessed, the more times Zhunti was beaten.

The golden body has almost been beaten by Xiaotian.
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