Chapter 831 The Power of the Purple Moon Army

"coming!"

Yang Xuanwu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's coming?" Yang Kun was confused, but when he saw Yang Xuanwu flying towards the outside, he quickly followed.

Outside the Tianbei Mountains, the goatee old man and three other powerful Yang gods were sitting cross-legged on the sky dome, waiting for Yang Xuanwu to leave the area covered by the sky monument.

"Eh? Am I not dazzled? Do you think this is that boy?" The dark man searched his eyes and said in disbelief.

The old man with the goatee and the sinister young man looked at each other and looked quickly, only to see Yang Xuanwu walking out in a swaggering manner, accompanied by Yang Kun, who was looking at them warily.

"Does this kid think that Yang Kun can protect him? He actually walked out like this." Xiang Lin sneered.

"Don't be careless. If he dares to do this, he must have some support." The old man with the goatee caressed his beard and said with a frown. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Xuanwu's gourd.

"Don't worry about all that, let's capture him first. As long as we control the hostages, what if he has reinforcements?" the dark man said impatiently.

The old man with the goatee and Xiang Lin nodded slightly, and just as they were about to take action, a continuous cloud of fire suddenly rose from the sky in the distance. Along with the heat wave, a domineering phoenix cry that shocked the sky and filled the sky rolled over.

At the same time, a horrifying killing intent directly locked onto the three of them.

"What a strong killing spirit!" The three old men with goatee suddenly had solemn expressions on their faces. Their energy and blood rose up, transforming into various strange phenomena. They watched with vigilance the raging fire clouds coming from a distance.

Such a grand movement also alarmed other martial arts monks practicing in the Tianbei Mountains. They all gathered their eyes and stared at the eastern sky.

"Wow!!"

The shocking phoenix cry sounded again, and a red bird beast with Nanming Lihuo burning all over its body fluttered its wings.

Wherever it passes, the space seems to be distorted, evil energy evaporates, spiritual energy collapses, and the power is extremely powerful.

"Is this the reinforcement you called for?" Yang Kun's eyes widened. He originally thought that this kid was a lone traveler, but he didn't expect that he also had a backing. No wonder he was calm and calm, without any fear.

Hearing this, Yang Xuanwu just smiled and said nothing.

The Suzaku divine beast can span hundreds of miles with one spread of its wings, and in the blink of an eye, it reaches the sky above the Tianbei Mountains.

The wings were hanging in the sky, and the boundless Nan Mingli Fire was scorching the sky. Two pairs of red phoenix eyes were staring at the three goatee old men with blazing eyes. The terrifying pressure filled the sky, and a large sheet of cold sweat suddenly appeared on their backs.

"Uncle Seven, are they them?" Yang Yusheng's voice echoed.

"Not bad!" Yang Xuanwu nodded slightly.

After receiving the answer, Yang Yusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with murderous intent, and even the pupils of the Suzaku divine beast also showed a strong murderous intention.

"Purple Moon Army!" Yang Yusheng shouted!

"exist!"

The sound shook the sky, just like one person!

"Whoever offends my Yang family?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Wait, we're not..."

The old man with the goatee spoke quickly.

"Kill!!" Yang Yusheng didn't give him the slightest chance, and stabbed out the spear in his hand.

call! !

Suzaku's wings flapped, and the boundless wind swept the waves of scorching fire, surging forward. Although he did not use his best White Tiger Splitting Heaven Formation, Purgatory Suzaku was not easy to mess with. He also had the strength to deal with the three Yangshen in the late stage. Realm, more than enough.

"Too deceiving!"

The dark man's eyes were red, and the army opposite him was too domineering. He attacked them directly without any explanation, and he was simply arrogant.

"Then kill them and see if they are arrogant!" Xiang Lin smiled coldly, raised his palm, and dense green vines covered the sky and sun, instantly surrounding the Suzaku beast.

The old man with the goatee sighed and took action at the same time.

He knew that he and others had hit a brick wall this time.

But giving up without a fight is not the style of martial arts cultivators, so the old man with the goatee didn't say anything more and took action directly.

Among the three men, the dark burly man roared, and his blood surged out like a tide, transforming into a thick armor with sharp barbs covering his joints.

At the same time, a giant sword appeared in his hand. It was similar in shape to the Yanyue Knife, but the handle was shorter and the blade was thicker. It was similar to a blunt instrument and was suitable for chopping.

Wearing armor and carrying a broadsword, the dark, strong man looked like an enraged bull, trampling the sky and directly engaging the Suzaku mythical beast at hand-to-hand combat.

Xiang Lin is responsible for restraining and controlling, slowing down the movements of the Suzaku beast.

What was surprising was the old man with the goatee. He actually took out a big bow.

This bow is completely black, with ferocious demons engraved on it, and twelve weird and twisted demon pupils. The bowstring is as thick as an adult's thumb, and there are irregular bloody lines on the surface.

Horrible, bloody, and full of evil spirits!

Obviously, this is a magic bow.

The old man with the goatee took a deep breath, and his originally thin figure expanded like air. The dry skin became plump again, and the veins popped out. The surging blood formed a long dragon hovering above his head.

He stretched out his muscular right arm, spread his fingers, and pulled the bowstring.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded, and the blood dragon on the head of the old man with the goatee whizzed down and turned into a red arrow.

The extremely sharp arrow energy has already caused chills all over the body even before it is activated.

As the bow string was drawn more and more, the twelve demon pupils opened one by one. After opening eight of them, the old man with the goatee seemed to be exhausted and directly let go of the red arrow in his hand.

boom! !

The roar of the sky-shaking arrows resounded through the sky, and the dragon's roar and the demon's roar were mixed together, which was enough to shock the heart, soul and will of the holy monk.

A blazing red light spread across the sky, carrying half of the goatee old man's blood and an arrow. If it killed or injured the opponent, it would plunder part of his blood and soul.

Half of it was swallowed by the magic bow, and the other half was swallowed by the old man with the goatee.

The latter was able to cultivate to this level, and the plundering ability of the magic bow played a big role.

Of course, if an arrow cannot hurt the opponent, the magic bow will bite back the old man with the goatee and devour his blood and soul energy. This is an extremely powerful and evil magic weapon.

It was obviously not the first time that the three of them had cooperated. One of them withstood the pressure of Suzaku in close combat, and the other released the Tianbinding Vine from a distance to restrain Suzaku's movements.

The last person is responsible for launching the fatal blow.

With such a combination, even a strong person in the middle stage of the Holy Appearance would be severely injured on the spot if he failed to do so.

However, what they faced this time was the first legion of the Purple Moon Army, which had the combat power of the Late Saint Stage.

Standing in the center of the legion, Yang Yusheng's lips curved into a cold and mocking smile.

The spear in his hand swept across, and the Suzaku divine beast also flapped its wings fiercely.

The Nanming Lihuo, hot enough to burn the space, surged and roared into the air. In an instant, all the green vines were burned away and turned into ashes, falling one after another.

"what!!"

The dark man screamed miserably, and there was clearly Nanmingli Fire burning on his body. This flame was like a tarsal maggot, using flesh, blood and even soul as fuel. It burned blazingly and could not be extinguished. As time went by, it became more and more terrifying. .

At the same time, Suzaku reached down with its claws. The sharp claws were like a sixth-level magic sword. The sharp edges were revealed when opening and closing. In just one move, the red blood arrow was torn into several pieces.

In just a blink of an eye, the decisive battle established by the three Yang gods was broken.

The power of the Suzaku is unparalleled.