You know, if you can live for thousands of years, then it’s terrible for them to practice Juexue, and it’s no small matter to sacrifice magic soldiers. The combat experience they have accumulated is not comparable to that of a young player who has only practiced for decades.
Of course, if they know that Guo Yi will slay the strong like Wu Shura, I don’t know if they will think so.
Guo Yi holds the back of Princess Xunzi in one hand and the buried heavenly sword in the other. Stepping three feet off the ground is like swimming in the blue waves, and the speed of the water is so fast that people can catch it.
The Great Shura of the Eastern Palace is also wrapped in battle armor. The battle armor is made of gold flame and blood steel, which is very tough. Every piece of gold flame and blood steel weighs as much as a star. He doesn’t step on a step, but it is like a star moving sideways.
But his tomahawk is like a horizontal split, but he can’t touch Guo Yishen at all, and he can’t even touch his skirts.
He has produced more than 400 axes in a row, and each axe can reach the sky, but each axe falls, and the energy consumed is also huge. He has a feeling of fighting with the same gas.
"It’s my turn"
Guo Yi stopped and slowly raised his hand to bury the heavenly sword, and a gorgeous sword bloomed.
"poof!"
Tear into the meat!
The Eastern Grand Shura chopped off her left arm by a sword, and even the blood steel of the shoulder arm was broken like tofu, and one arm fell to the ground together.
This sword can hardly stop even the sage emperor.
Surrounded by the original disdain eyes suddenly changed, even those ancient murderers showed different colors. They know better than anyone that the Great Shura in the East will be powerful. This is definitely the best among the saints, but it doesn’t even touch Guo Yi’s skirts. Instead, he lost his arm.
The great shura in the East Palace will not be surprised at the pain in his arm. He has not felt this way for many years.
"Break my arm and I’ll break your head." The Great Shura in the East wants to reunite the arm with the holy power, but it is not easy to reunite the body even if it can stop the blood.
"ouch!"
An ancient beast roared out of his body from the Great Shura in the Eastern Palace, and suddenly a large area of animal hair emerged. Even the head became more ferocious, and the one-horned head was bent like a bloody crescent moon.
He once refined an ancient wild animal and got a tough body, carrying a domineering beastmaster with one arm and one axe to meet the chop.
Guo Yi smiled and shook his head. How can the ancient wild beast be compared with the peacock? It is also a blow to bury the heavenly sword.
"Boom!"
This blow is quick and malicious. Directly, I will break my fist with the axe and blow his head with a few iron filings. Immediately, I will blow his head off.
Three zhangs high blood spring rushed east big shura will neck out of the hot blood spattered all over the floor.
Step invertors princess picked her eyebrows and lifted her fingers. Busy is to give her a slight fear of being contaminated with blood.
The evil wind roared in the east, and the big shura swallowed up the blood corpse and turned it into a meal for the ghosts and ghosts.
Up to now, nearly 400,000 ghosts and ghosts have reached the realm of saints, and independent consciousness has been born, one by one, either handsome or beautiful, or mighty or heroic …
Nowadays, the ghost army is quite powerful, and it is only the strongest level of all saints. The ghost army is comparable to the two ancient overlord level saints emperor.
Of course, this is because the soul-hating saints are weaker than the real saints. If the real saints join hands, they can kill half the emperor instantly.
A statue of an ancient murderer has been splashed with blood, which of course makes everyone feel chilling.
Guo Yi’s sword in Yan Su’s eyes was still dripping blood. "If no one moves again, I can go."