In the square.
The United States also brought tens of thousands of lizards, as well as a considerable number of genetically modified human groups.
In addition, there were two six-winged angels, whose cultivation was extremely powerful.
They were old and frail, exuding an aura of decay and decay. Their feathers were grayish-brown, gleaming with a cold, eerie light.
With a flap of its wings, it easily killed over a hundred warriors from the Great Xia Dynasty.
"I'll see what you've got."
Old Luo Guozi strode forward, a worn-out broom in hand. A series of cracking sounds emanated from his thin, frail body, instantly transforming him into a tall and imposing figure. With each charge, he smashed into a large group of enemy warriors, turning them into a bloody mist, displaying unparalleled dominance.
The old broom, used for sweeping, embodies the simple and unadorned way of life, stirring up whirlwinds and hurricanes as it fights two six-winged angels against one.
Jiang Yinuo's ponytail swayed back and forth as she swept her large black iron spear left and right, stabbing and killing many enemy warriors around her.
Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold light as he forcefully met Lauki's attack, wielding a large iron hammer.
"Let me see how powerful you are, this American god."
Clang!
The large iron hammer slammed down hard on the opponent's sickle, sending sparks flying everywhere.
The powerful shockwave from the lightning instantly pulverized a group of sorcerers from the Elephant Kingdom who were surrounding them.
Lauki flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into and collapsing several walls behind him.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel flew everywhere.
Hundreds of Japanese martial artists in the vicinity were beaten to death, their bodies shattered and their screams echoing throughout the area.
"Hmph, what kind of god is he? He seems to be nothing special."
Ye Feng gave his opponents no chance to catch their breath, striding forward with a large iron hammer in hand, smashing to death all the enemy warriors blocking his way.
A large Xia national flag hangs above their heads, fluttering in the wind, symbolizing their service to the country.
This banner was formed by the remaining soul power of the heroic spirits, who then bestowed powerful soul power upon Ye Feng.
They are fighting alongside Ye Feng.
On the road to protecting our country, we are never alone.
"kill!"
Ye Feng was awe-inspiring.
He transformed into a tornado, slamming his massive iron hammer down on Lauki.
The enormous iron hammer crashed down like a small mountain, filling the void and spreading countless cracks all around.
Those old patriarchs of the Nine Chrysanthemums faction who jumped out and made a fuss were beaten to death on the spot, no different from being made of paper.
"court death!"
Lauki let out a furious shout, half of his head was smashed flat, and more than a dozen bones in his body were broken.
He was shocked and enraged, realizing that he had been repeatedly defeated by an insignificant person.
"Ye Feng, you dare to blaspheme the gods, I will kill you."
Lauki emerged from the ruins with a face full of resentment, transforming into a bolt of lightning and rushing towards Ye Feng like lightning.
"They weren't crushed to death."
Ye Feng was slightly taken aback. As expected of someone from the Divine Realm, their physical body was indeed formidable.
"Very well, I'd like to see how many blows you can withstand."
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Ye Feng was domineering and powerful. He strode forward, swinging his large iron hammer and smashing it down on Lauki like a storm.
His long robes fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, like a god descending to earth, sweeping across the heavens like a whirlwind, unmatched in strength.
At the same time, he summoned the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers and smashed it fiercely towards Lauki.
The ferocious attack, like a raging storm, left Lauki utterly helpless.
The sledgehammer came crashing down on Lauki's head, smashing it into his neck cavity and deforming half of his body.
He was smashed into the deep pit, his flesh and blood mangled.
Even so, they still couldn't kill him.
He staggered to his feet again from the pool of blood, grabbed his hair with both hands, and forcefully pulled his head out of his neck cavity.
Such a powerful and abnormal physical body far exceeded Ye Feng's imagination.
"You brat, just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover."
Lauki's eyes were filled with resentment. He gritted his teeth and summoned a large amount of lightning, which instantly engulfed him and Ye Feng.
He intended to use the power of lightning to strike Ye Feng to death.
Rumble—
The mysterious and terrifying spatial rift behind Ye Feng reappeared, swallowing up large swaths of lightning.
"Loki, you're dead."
Taking this opportunity, Ye Feng swung his huge iron hammer and smashed it hard at Lauki.
This mysterious iron hammer, obtained from the depths of the hive, is extremely powerful.
Under Ye Feng's powerful and domineering attack, the iron hammer's power increased sharply, leaving Lauki with no chance to fight back.
Her long, flowing hair danced wildly in the wind, all her teeth were knocked out, and she let out a series of shrill and angry roars, like a mad beast locked in a cage.
Dongfang Sheng, dressed in a blue long robe, wielded a brush in mid-air, splashing ink with his brush.
He wrote very slowly, with a calm and powerful style, imbued with the spirit of a heroic and indomitable soul.
One after another, ancient seal script characters appeared in mid-air, representing the five-thousand-year history of the Xia Dynasty.
The immense power of time converges into the wheels of history, rolling forward and crushing even the void.
The hundreds of martial artists who rushed in were instantly crushed to pieces.
Old Luo Guozi was definitely a reclusive master, his withered hands gripping a broken broom, sweeping up fallen leaves that flew everywhere.
He immediately killed a six-winged angel.
The movements were simple and natural, just like an old man in the countryside picking up a broom to swat away flying insects and mosquitoes.
Another six-winged angel turned pale with fright and fled in panic, but he still could not escape his fate. Old Luo Guozi took off the broken iron pot from his back, swung it in mid-air, and killed him on the spot.
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