Peerless Pill God

"Pa!!"    

A clear and ear-piercing sound of face being slapped rang out. Cang Jianfeng was sent flying backwards like a meteorite that had fallen from the sky. He burned his flame and crashed heavily onto a mountain peak.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The mountain peak in the distance was instantly smashed into a crumbs. A terrifying pressure swept out in a radius of a hundred meters.    

"Buzz!"    

At this moment, a monstrous array formation that was embedded within the Holy House of the Day's boundary was formed. Among the three dead Chinese knotweed herbs in the sky, one of them actually opened its eyes. It was actually still alive, and it shot out a golden divine light of the rune, preventing the terrifying pressure from continuing to worsen.    

Cang Jianfeng shot over explosively. The flame shot out from his eyes. It was like an ancient divine lamp that had its divine flame lit up. The Eye Light was terrifyingly cold.    

He covered his face with his hand, and there was still a blood at the corner of his mouth. Ning Yu's sneak attack just now had actually injured him.    

Cang Jianfeng raised his head and roared furiously. "Ning Yu, how dare you sneak attack me?! How shameless are you?!"    

"Clang!!"    

Cang Jianfeng waved his hand, and the countless armors on the armor gushed out, forming a sword formation. There were actually over a thousand densely packed Symbol Swords. Each Symbol Sword was the Symbol Sword of a five stripes. The surging Symbol Swords shot out from between his eyebrows.    

S burning in the sky seemed a little dim.    

Qin Sheng raised his head and looked at the sword formation that looked like a white tiger that could be seen by the naked eye. He knew that it was impossible for him to achieve this kind of Swordsmanship. Even if he had already planted the sword seed in his body, he would still be miles away if he were to practice the sword.    

The white tiger that was formed by the sword formation had an imposing manner. Qin Sheng could even faintly hear the roar of the tiger in the forest. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the sky changed color.    

"Slash!"    

Cang Jianfeng's eyes were extremely cold. It was as if he had opened a door of ice and snow. The temperature of the entire Holy House of the Day seemed to drop to zero. In addition to that, there were also those incomparably sharp Sword Qi. Although he was very far away from Qin Sheng, he could still feel the pain from the Skin.    

As Cang Jianfeng's shout fell, the white tiger roared. Its pair of incomparably sharp claws could easily smash a hundred thousand feet tall mountain into a crumbs, and it attacked Ning Yu.    

Ning Yu was very calm and did not panic at all. The space between his brows lit up. His hands, which were even more tender than a woman's, lightly tapped the space between his brows and instantly spewed out a ray of light.    

The light was interwoven from two colors, white and gold. It was beautiful and beautiful, and there was no sharp aura coming from it. It was extremely peaceful.    

The dual-colored light interweaved in his hand. Ning Yu raised his hand and then pressed down fiercely.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The sky was filled with dark clouds. The imposing manner was so great that it actually covered three Chinese knotweed herbs. A gigantic hand that covered the sky appeared in the sky.    

"Get down, kitty!" Ning Yu smiled coldly.    

Qin Sheng furrowed his brows. This was the first time he had seen such a battle. This was a battle between a abode realm expert. With a flick of his finger, he formed a sword formation. With a wave of his hand, he formed another huge hand that blotted out the sun, and it even covered three suns.    

Under numerous shocked gazes, the huge hand that blotted out the sky and covered the sun fiercely wrapped around the white tiger that was formed from the Symbol Sword.    

"Roar! Roar!"    

The white tiger roared crazily. The nearby mountain peaks were annihilated without a speck of dust, as if they had vanished into thin air.    

The big hand was really too big. It was like the palm print of Buddha Tathagata, boundless and boundless. No matter how the white tiger dodged, it could not escape from the big hand.