My Dreams Can Come True

"..." Bai Yu trembled slightly, Bai Yu's anger was fierce, the already beating anger soul fire just received the Void Nether flame, and suddenly exploded with a bang, and Bai Yu's body burst into flames. , It is the second state of anger, soul and fire, anger and flame.

The advancement of anger, soul and fire depends on swallowing anger as a resource. Bai Yu's good intentions are pointed out by thousands of people and hostile by hundreds of millions. How can this anger be easily calmed? Previously, I even dismissed and negotiated with the Eight Major City Lords. I just don’t want to conflict with the Sanctuary. The monks here have gone wrong. If they really fight, they will have merits to protect the body and protect the body from invading and have the sword box of returning to the clan. He attacked fiercely, as well as the human body of the old yellow worm, the clone of the worm-mother realm, Sun Qiaoyin's large number of kits and magic weapons, and he was not too concerned about the threat that the Sanctuary Continent might pose to him, so he showed kindness. I even wondered when I would have the ability to break through the space barrier. If I find a suitable world, I will find a way to let the people of the Sanctuary Continent find a planet to colonize. Even if the Sanctuary Continent cannot be brought out in the end, at least it can. Pass on the blood.

But what they never thought was that they actually set up a trap and used a killer move on themselves. With their anger, coupled with the extreme cold of the Void and Nether Fire, they directly let the anger and soul into the fire. Step, forming an angry fire armor.

Angrily possessed the flame armor, Bai Yu's height was more than 20 centimeters up, and the one-meter-two sword suddenly appeared to be held in his hand like a short sword.

With a shake in Bai Yu's hand, the flying sword turned into a length of about two meters and five meters. Bai Yu's strength was blessed by the Fury Flame Armor, and it more than doubled. The giant sword in his hand cut through the air and broke the wind when he waved it, causing a sharp scream. , Brought a violent wind and cut it forward.

"Heavenly evil demon! Don't be proud! Take my sword!" A giant man leaped into the sky with the sound of a tumbling stepping on the ground, slashing his head towards Bai Yu.

"Strong Swordsman! Strong Swordsman is here!" A steady stream of monks came, and the monks who surrounded the white feathers stepped aside, cheering for the powerful swordsman to pass.

"Strength Swordsman is tall and powerful, just to restrain him, see if he dare to be arrogant!?"

"Killing so many people just now, the strong swordsman is the strongest in melee! He must not be an opponent!"

"Okay, okay, there is a powerful swordsman, he can't afford to jump any splashes! Unexpectedly, this day of evil spirits is so terrifying!"

"Kill him! Kill him to avenge the sacrificed monks!"

Because the strength swordsman is so huge, the flying sword he uses is also a special size. The sword aura that he cuts out is even more so than ordinary monks. The prohibition of transmission is for all monks. There is no way to be immune if there is a formation card. Therefore, these monks can only give up the previous mid-range and long-range attacks of the sword spirit and the sword, and can only choose the method of close combat. However, Bai Yu showed that he was also wielding a giant sword in close quarters, and he was invincible. There is no match between the enemy, so this powerful swordsman was sent out, hoping to kill Bai Yu as soon as possible with force.

Bai Yu sneered. This powerful swordsman also seemed to have the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's middle and late stages, thinking that this would restrain him?

Bai Yu raised a sword diagonally from the bottom left to the top right.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, Bai Yu Dangdang retreated four or five consecutive times, and finally stabilized the center of gravity in the fifth step, but it was still like this, still sliding on the ground for three or four meters before stopping.

However, the strong swordsman was cut back directly by Bai Yu in mid-air. The giant of two meters, six and seven in height pressed back into the crowd, and fell a large piece of it. Fortunately, these people have not lost their cultivation. Otherwise, I am afraid that the self-respect adds. The force of the impact would be crushed to death. Even so, several people were crushed by this powerful swordsman and screamed again and again.

The strong swordsman roared, stood up, picked up the giant sword in his hand and took a closer look, he was cut into a not shallow gap!

"Big man, you are brute force, so strong." Bai Yu praised, this is since the start of the war, someone finally caught his sword.

"Small man, you are not too strong! Take another sword!" The strong swordsman rushed forward, swiping a sword at Bai Yu's neck with the force of impact, just wanting to cut off his head to sacrifice his previous battle. The dead monk.

Bai Yu sneered, and bowed his head to pass the giant sword, and the sword in his hand had been cut from the waist of the strong swordsman!

The upper body of the strong swordsman was suddenly unstable, fell down, and his intestines ran to the ground, and the lower body ran and ran forward two steps before being caught by the fallen upper body and fell down.

"Sora has the strength, but he doesn't even know the most basic knowledge of swordsmanship. Don't you know if you can't use all of your skills? You don't know if you have one-third of your strength so that you can change your skills at any time? What's the point of being unable to cut the enemy." Bai Yu shook his long sword, and sneered off the blood.

That powerful swordsman had extremely strong vitality. Even if he was cut in two, he still wanted to attack Bai Yu, and tried his best to roll over. One elbow supported the ground and raised his body halfway, while the other hand threw the giant sword out.

Bai Yuli ignored him, turned around and looked at the sanctuary monks who were becoming more and more secretive:

"Who else! Come and die!"

The thrown sword flew more than one meter because of the forbidden air. It was like a bundle of dozens of tons of stones. There were five or six meters away from the white feather, and it lost its potential energy and fell to the ground.

A group of tall monks walked out silently.

"Or a strong swordsman? Do you think a strong swordsman can restrain me?"

Bai Yu laughed wildly, suddenly pointed at these powerful swordsmen, and shouted:

"Come on! Feed my flying sword with your blood!"

Bai Yu launched a counter-charge to them alone!

"drink!"

The powerful swordsmen stood in two rows, one neatly held up the great sword, and neatly swung down, while the other row sprang out from behind.

Bai Yu laughed wildly: "The half-dull battle formation is here too! Don't you know this style of play, should there be a shield soldier in front of it?"

He was short and rolled, already rolling to the feet of the monks, swinging the huge sword in his hand, ah ah, a series of screams, broken legs rolled all over the ground, and the powerful swordsmen who were cut were all over the floor. He fell to the ground, immortal for a moment, and the pain and cursing sounded together.

"Despicable! Such an attack!"

"Shameless! Are you still a monk with this kind of rogue move?"

"There is an upright confrontation!"

"Do you think I will fight with one or two hundred of you? I'm not stupid..." Bai Yu sneered. At this moment, he rolled up, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shortened, and the rabbits and falcons had jumped into the group. Among the powerful swordsmen, the angry flames on his body collided with the powerful swordsman, and he immediately set him ablaze. The flying sword shortened like a dagger in Bai Yu's hand stabbed extremely quickly, and the powerful swordsman staggered, and the fire on his body was abrupt. Passing ten, ten passing hundred, suddenly a large flame ignited, and the powerful swordsmen huddled into a group, and Bai Yu was smashed into the crowd. It was extremely inconvenient to wield the giant sword in their hands. Then they were lit by anger, and suddenly became red and confused. Cut off at the monk next to him.

"Is there still such a role?" Bai Yu was taken aback.

The monks huddled together, and the flame spread farther and farther. Although the monks were strong, but after being ignited by this anger, they were angered in their hearts. I only felt that I wanted to kill the evil demon outside the sky, but the people next to him were in the way. It was extremely hateful to baffle the fighters. They actually fought in twos and threes, but often without swinging a few swords, the anger burned them into charcoal and fell to the ground, curled up into a ball.

On the entire battlefield, there was a majestic fire, black and white smoke rising up, and a big smell of grilled meat permeated.

The monks surrounded by Bai Yu did not see the situation in front, and squeezed towards the middle, and the flames slowly spread out.

Bai Yu stood still, with flames flying in the air, four groups of soul fire slowly rotating around him, the long sword in his hand had returned to its original appearance, and he was squeezed on the ground by the hilt; he was surrounded by stumps and broken arms. There are still people who have never ignited the fire of anger and slashed before, making a faint cry for help or groaning and groaning in pain, coupled with the cracking of grease, the red light that occasionally appears in the scorched black body, and the dense plume of smoke makes it even more white. As if the devil is alive!

"Hehe...hehehe...hahahaha..."

Bai Yu laughed wildly: "This is what you want? Is this what you want? Do you think that more people can drag me to death? Come on! Who else!? Go on!"

"Evil! You are indeed an evil demon, and you have done such a big murder! My sanctuary monk and you will not be at peace!" The Yuan Ying monk who commanded the attack said with trembling lips.

"If you say I can kill you, you can get your praise, you want war, I give you, you want death, I also give you, you want blood...I give you, then..."

Bai Yu slowly pulled out the flying sword and walked towards him.

"Now, your people... are all dead, isn't it your turn to go?" Bai Yu smiled.

"Who, who, who said! Its, the cultivators from other cities are coming!" The cultivator stammered, and walked back as he said, his heart was full of fear, what kind of cultivator was this, What's the fire on him? How can the sanctuary monks be crazy?

"Do you think I will stand here as a target, waiting for your attack? You are wrong, kill you, I will go to your **** sacred ancestral peak, and break your faith!" Bai Yu just fell, his feet jerked With a step on his force, he rushed to the front of the Nascent Soul monk and swung a sword. The monk lifted the sword in his hand to block it, but he heard a sneer. The sword in his hand was broken in two, and he suddenly felt that it was two. What the eyes see is misaligned, and it is impossible to focus on one high and one low.

"I was cut?"

Bai Yu took the lead with a sword, and even the sword led people, splitting him into two halves.

Bai Yu asked in a deep voice: "Girl? How's it going?"

After a few weeks, there was a tremor again, and there was no movement, Bai Yu rushed forward in a hurry.

"It's such a big hand, how big of a formation did they deploy?" Bai Yu was secretly frightened without seeing his realm recovered.

He didn't know that in Zhongji City, 80% of the monks had been tricked into the furnace of heaven and earth and turned into spiritual energy. Therefore, with the Holy Ancestral Peak as the center, within a radius of more than 5,000 miles, all were forbidden to air, transmit, and suppress. Realm, absorption of spiritual power, and this is not the formation of any formation, but the result of the ability of the Saint Ancestral Peak sacred artifacts to be amplified by sufficient spiritual power! My dream can come true latest chapter address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/book/162987.htmlMy dream can come true Full text reading address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/My dream can come true. txt download address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/down/162987.htmlMy dream can come true Mobile reading: https://m.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click \"Favorites\" below to record this (Chapter 458 Anger of Fire) reading record, next Open the bookshelf once to see it! If you like "My Dreams Can Come True", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) ,Thank you for your support! ! (www.wuxiaspot.com)