Chapter 492

Su Boyu and Wen Zhou are fighting happily, but they find Zhou Yi and Pu Song in a turn.

Looking at Zhou Yi, who wandered in various wars, Su Boyu frowned slightly.

So he turned to drink: "elder Meng, you go down to have a look at that hairy boy, here I am!"

He made a critical attack on Wen Zhou, and Meng left quickly. Then he turned and flashed down.

Hearing that the boat looked up at the situation below, he saw that Zhou Yi and Pu Song cooperated to kill a lot of undeniable places below, and the corners of his mouth could not help but bend upward.

Although Su Boyu brought a lot of people this time, there were fewer people in the medical immortal city. Now that Zhou Yi was so agitated, the gap between the two sides suddenly narrowed a lot.

Zhou Yi waved his sword in his hand and was pushed aside by Pu Song as soon as he was pulled out of the chest of an extraordinary realm.

He staggers a few steps, just want to open his mouth to scold on two words, but found that park song and people have hit together.

He was a thin old man. His skin seemed to stick to his bones. However, every time his big dry hand flashed, he could bring a strong energy fluctuation.

In his opposite Park song also put away before the lazy expression, eyes become dignified.

At this time, Pu Song slightly grasps his hand, and a flat ruler with a faint red color appears in his hand. Zhou Yi has never seen him use a weapon before. It can be seen that his opponent is indeed a little difficult to deal with this time.

Holding the flat ruler in his hand, Pu Song waved the sword light to himself.

The whole space seems to be filled with a touch of red light.

Ding! The two suddenly intersected, and there was a little fire in the sound of the metal.

"Who are you in the end?" the skinny Meng Changlao was staring at Piao song with a pair of eyes. If his strike had been changed into an ordinary transcendental realm, he would have been beaten to vomit blood and fall to the ground. Where could he still stand and talk to him.

Park song sneered: "Laozi is your ancestor!"

"Fart!" Elder Meng was very angry, and immediately his body bullied him again. The sword in his hand burst out a golden energy. The momentum was rolling, and there was a faint breath of Xiaosha.

Looking at the long sword waving again, Park song grinned, and then directly waved his flat ruler at the sword and smashed it down.

His strike, compared with the original no fancy action, the gold and red energy boom suddenly intersected again. In a flash, the two figures flashed past again, and only one could see a flash of sparks.

The majestic spiritual power kept spraying out in the hands of the two people, and the loud noises also sounded. Their bodies kept crossing the street, and the people around them kept leaning back, for fear of being pulled into the battle circle by the two of them.

Boom! There was another powerful energy collision, and two figures shot backward from the energy ripple. After their feet were dragged on the ground for nearly ten meters, they finally stopped.

Elder Meng's dry face has exuded a little sweat. He stares at the other party's PU song, biting his teeth and drinking: "good, good! No matter where you come from, you can't leave today! "

Pu Song's breath was a little short, but his face was pretty good. He raised his head slightly, took a look at the elder Meng, and said with a light smile, "can I walk? I don't know, but I know you can't go!"

"Looking for death!" Elder Meng gritted his teeth and sobbed. Then the sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and the golden energy on it suddenly became rich. Even the withered bark like face of elder Meng turned into a strange gold.

As the voice fell, the sword suddenly pointed at Pu Song, and his body turned into a light and shadow, which shot out at Pu Song.

At the moment, the tremendous energy on the sword has come out of the sword. After rolling in the air for several weeks, it turns into a long golden sword.

The sword of energy danced, shining a touch of gold in the sunlight.

The most surprising thing was that although the sword was transformed by spiritual power, the metal light on it was as real as it was.

At this time, Zhou Yi stealthily attacks an immortal realm. After holding a sword flower in the air, Zhou Yi raises his eyes and looks at Pu Song.

Park song's hands are fast printing. With the completion of the printing, the flat ruler in his hand has increased more than twice. He took the expanded flat ruler and waved it vigorously to the long sword in the air.

Zhou Yi sneered and said, "I'll lend you some east wind!"

As the words fell, Zhou Yi's sword had already flown out, and it had been turned into a palm in the air. However, the palm was surrounded by countless black flames, which looked very strange.

Whoa! When the flat ruler touched the energy sword, the strange black fire fell down.

As soon as the black fire touched the magic sword, it was like the gasoline that the flame met, and it was out of control.

A black fire kept burning in the air. In the blink of an eye, all the golden energy swords were wrapped in it. When Park song saw this, he also took the flat ruler and turned back to give Zhou Yi a thumbs up.Seeing that his things were killed, elder Meng was furious. When he turned to Zhou Yi, a bloody light flashed in his gloomy eyes.

"Little beast, I'm going to kill you today!"

With that, elder Meng has already rushed to Zhou Yi with a long sword.

Zhou Yi picked his eyebrows and waved to the shadow behind Meng Chang.

Elder Meng immediately felt the hair standing on his head behind him, and suddenly approached him with an extremely dangerous momentum.

"What?" In the middle of the air, he turned a somersault in danger and forced the attack of the shadow away. However, there was still a crisp prick on his sleeve, which made a huge cut.

"Shadow did a good job!" Not far away, Pu Song, carrying a flat ruler, roared at the shadow. Then he accelerated his body, raised the ruler in both hands, and with the black flame that had not been extinguished, he chopped down the head of Meng LAOCHANG vigorously.

At the last moment, elder Meng raised his dry palm and stretched out his hand to grasp the fallen flat ruler.

Stab! At the moment when he grasped the flat ruler, there was a slight stabbing sound. The sound was not so loud that it scared the old man.

The other side suddenly released his hand, looked at his burnt palm, and said in horror: "you, who are you? You, why do you have... "

" I told you, I am your ancestor! " Park song pulls back his flat ruler. However, he makes a gesture to Zhou Yi. Before Meng Chang can see it clearly, his flat ruler smashes down on elder Meng's face again.

Elder Meng just wanted to raise his hand to grab it. Then he remembered the strange black fire. He was hesitating whether to rob or not. A black light suddenly came to his eyes