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Text Chapter 402 The war ends!

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    readx; "Hiss" "Dead, dead!? Actually dead!?" "Xiao Mo actually fell!? This" After seeing this sudden change, everyone around them also gasped.  Taking a breath of cold air, there was a look of extreme shock on his face. Obviously, the situation of the battle changed too fast. From the beginning of Yang Xuan's counterattack to Xiao Mo's death, it only took a dozen breaths in total, only a dozen breaths.  A master who was among the top 20 on the Heavenly Ranking died in the shortest time. You can imagine how shocked they were.  "The masters on the Heavenly Ranking are nothing more than that! With this little strength, you want to come to trouble me, Xuanyou Valley? It's really disappointing!" After coldly glancing at the shocked people, Yang Xuan sneered, his eyes  A flash of contempt flashed through Chuuya.  "Junior, you are arrogant!" "You are so arrogant!" "You are so arrogant! Lawless!" After seeing Yang Xuan's naked slap in the face, the masters around him were obviously furious and looked at Yang Xuan with anger on their faces.  There was also a cold light shining deep in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Yang Xuansheng alive.  "A bunch of rabble! I, the Valley Master, am here to learn your clever tricks! Who else can come up to teach me?" After seeing the appearance of these people, Yang Xuan said coldly.  "Damn it, don't be fooled or fall into his scheme. There are so many of us, why bother fighting him alone? Let's go together and destroy them!" Just when a few people were about to make a move, a deep voice came from the crowd.  came out.  "That's right! ~ Emperor Qingtian is right! Don't be fooled! Let's charge together!" Sure enough, after hearing this low voice, the people around who were about to make a move suddenly came back to their senses. The next moment, many people also  They all roared angrily and charged directly to kill them.  "Damn it!" After seeing this scene, Yang Xuan's face also became a little ugly. Originally, Yang Xuan wanted to defeat a few more masters with his own strength. In this case, when Xuanyou Valley comes to this place later,  The pressure on the side can also be lighter, given his strength.  As long as you are not a Great Emperor master, it is not difficult to quickly defeat three or four Ancient God masters.  "It belongs to Xuanyou Valley!" "Form up!" "Kill!" At this time, after Yang Jian saw this scene, he immediately shouted.  A powerful aura also emanated directly from Yang Jian's body.  "Crash la la la" As soon as Yang Jian's voice fell, thousands of people below immediately rose into the sky, and then their shapes continued to change, and in the last moment, a terrifying battle formation was formed.  He rushed directly towards the crowd on the opposite side.  Although these thousands of people are only in the realm of God Kings, they have formed a very mysterious formation among themselves. Nine people formed a small formation, which can compete with the masters in the early stage of the ancient gods. The combination of nine small formations  It can form a large formation, which is enough to compete with the masters of the middle and even late stages of the Ancient God. When the nine large formations are combined, even the top masters of the Ancient God will be punished if they fall into it. This is a battle formation that Yang Jian specially deduced for the masters of Xuanyou Valley.  , very powerful.  "Let's go!" Upon seeing this, Yang Jian immediately glanced at the few people around him.  With a low shout, he shot out like lightning and rushed directly into the opponent's crowd. The dragon soul gun in his hand danced rapidly, and he used all his strength as soon as he came up, without holding back at all.  In the moment when the other party did not react, Yang Jian directly took the lives of no less than ten people in his hands in just one confrontation. Among them were three masters of the ancient god realm. You can imagine how terrifying this was.  In fact, the death of these three ancient god masters was somewhat unfair.  After all, they didn't know anything about Yang Jian's strength at all. They just regarded Yang Jian as an ordinary ancient god master. Moreover, Yang Jian looked very young and didn't look like a master at all.  So there is no intention of mind.  The three ancient god masters were obviously in trouble. Facing Yang Jian's violent attack, the three of them were completely destroyed physically and mentally in just one glance. It was obvious that they could not die anymore.  "Here comes my old grandson!" On the other side, Yang Jian's voice just fell.  Sun Wukong couldn't help but scream strangely, and he rushed directly into the crowd with a fight. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand also danced crazily. In an instant, it seemed to turn into a terrifying golden windmill, and the sky was filled with golden light.  Wherever it passed, there was no enemy at all, and it was immediately blown away.  After being refined by Yang Jian, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel weighed as much as a terrifying mountain. Coupled with Sun Wukong's strange strength, the bones of those people's bodies were directly knocked out the moment they were whipped away.It shattered instantly and turned directly into a pile of minced meat, which can be said to be extremely miserable.  On the other side, God Killer was not as perverse as Sun Wukong, and he rushed into the battle circle without saying a word. However, the moment he rushed into the battle circle, the evil energy on God Killer's body soared crazily, and his whole body instantly turned into a statue.  The God of Killing, shrouded in the terrifying evil aura, the people under the Ancient God were unable to fight at all, and directly turned into lambs to be slaughtered.  As he shuttled through the crowd, no one could stand wherever he passed. The efficiency was astonishing.  Although the rest of Feng Huowu are not as scary as Yang Jian and others, they are not weak at all. They are like wolves entering the flock of sheep, instantly turning into Shura Rakshasa, constantly harvesting lives, waiting for the other side.  After the masters came back to their senses, the number of ancient masters who died in the hands of Yang Jian and several others exceeded two thirds. You can imagine how terrifying it was.  "What!? Damn you, bastard!" "No, be careful, there is a scam!" "Be careful, they are all masters! Don't take it lightly!" At this time, the masters on the opposite side obviously also reacted, and their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly  He exclaimed, and at the same time, he no longer dared to hold back at all, and his aura instantly soared to the limit. At the same time, he looked at Yang Jian and others with an extremely solemn look.  "Monkey! Kill God! Fire Dance! Stop playing around, capture the thief first and capture the king first!" After seeing the changes in the field, Yang Jian immediately spoke directly.  At this time, after the opponent has been prepared, it is obviously not that easy to kill them by surprise.  After hearing Yang Jian's words, several people immediately came to their senses, and after scanning around, they immediately flew directly in the direction of the master closest to them. In this kind of melee, the top masters were very lethal.  It was terrifying. In order to reduce casualties, Yang Jian and others obviously had to try their best to contain the opponents' masters. Only in this way could they reduce some pressure on the people in Xuanyou Valley.  
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