Chapter 4287: Native chicken tile dog

Between Fang Ming's hands, countless black shadows suddenly appeared beside Jiang Yun, endlessly and endlessly, as if forming a net of darkness, covering Jiang Yun layer by layer.

These shadows, wherever they pass, the air becomes thick, as if the space suddenly turned into a quagmire.

Obviously, these black shadows do not have the power to attack.

Their role is to bind Jiang Yun firmly so that Jiang Yun cannot move.

Because, with Fang Ming's first shot, gathered around Fang Ming, the guards in the two battle arrays also shot towards Jiang Yun.

Two battle fronts are two hundred guards.

At the same time, they shot, even if they did not display any magical powers, just the most common attacks, gathered together, it was shocking, and the momentum was extremely loud.

What's more, there is also the blessing effect of the formation, so that their attack power has doubled.

In the face of such a terrible attack, Jiang Yun turned a blind eye, without even blinking his eyes.

"Boom!"

Along with the tremendous sound of the tremendous sound, the space within a hundred centimeters with Jiang Yun as the center has been completely covered by the light that covers the sky and the sun.

In the space, there are cracks one after another, one after another.

The space shivered as if it was about to collapse.

Fortunately, this is Sijingzang. If it is in the Heavenly Territory, such an attack is enough to easily destroy several worlds.

"Adult, don't you really need to shoot?"

Seeing this scene, Moze's brows were all screwed together, and he couldn't help but asked anxiously about the cold and dust beside him.

Although he is one of the generals, but his real strength is not even considered to be an emperor.

Therefore, in the face of a joint attack by two hundred guards who were in battle, he couldn't even see the situation of Jiang Yun inside.

At this moment, Leng Yichen's complexion was still calm, and he shook his head: "If he can't even solve these guards, then I think Fang Ming is right."

"In this 33rd district, he is not qualified to be a general!"

In the voice of the two, the sky's light finally dissipated gradually.

I saw that the area that was full of squares had turned into a huge deep pit with no bottom, and there was still smoke on it.

But did not see the figure of Jiang Yun!

This caused the audience to look at each other, wondering whether Jiang Yun was directly bombed into nothingness by a joint attack of two hundred guards, or escaped.

Fang Ming even exuded the consciousness directly, looking for Jiang Yun's whereabouts.

Although he hoped that Jiang Yun had really been killed, he felt that Jiang Yun's strength, especially the calmness he had shown before, should not have been killed so easily.

At this moment, Jiang Yun's voice suddenly sounded: "Zhao Dapeng, tell me that Sanmao can't get it. The following commit a murder, a general murderer, and punish with multiple crimes.

Everyone hurriedly looked around and found out that Jiang Yun didn't know when, but stood behind a guard.

He looked calm, all over his body, unscathed, and even his clothes were spotless.

He was carrying one hand behind him, but one hand was stretched out flat, his fingers spread out, and he pressed the guard's head!

The guard's body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move at all.

In the distance, Zhao Dapeng, who thought Jiang Yun had been killed, heard Jiang Yun's voice, and after a moment's stun, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Zhao Dapeng was originally swayed in mind and knew that Jiang Yun was extremely powerful, the real reason for his unwillingness to join forces with Fang Ming and others was still deterred by military regulations, Moze and Leng Yichen.

He didn't think that Jiang Yun could really use his power to fight against so many guards in the 33rd district.

But now, seeing that Jiang Yun easily escaped the joint attack of two hundred guards gave him greater confidence in Jiang Yun's strength.

Therefore, he hurriedly raised his chest and said aloud: "Return to Master, punish several crimes, and kill without amnesty!"

As Zhao Dapeng's voice fell, he heard a scream suddenly sounded.

Jiang Yun, impressively squeezed the guard's head directly.

Jiang Yun slowly withdrew his palm covered with blood from his brain, and glanced calmly across the crowd. He said lightly, "You, this is also called Zhen?"

At the moment, the faces of the many guards were uncertain, all staring at the guard who had no head, and still stood the unfallen body, and did not understand the meaning of Jiang Yun at all.

Jiang Yun came alone, facing so many people, but now two days later, two people have been killed by him.

Then, is there more people who will be killed by him?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the guard's body fell down toward the front.

As the corpse fell, the other ninety-nine guards in the battlefield where he was, just like a chain reaction, their bodies were not stable, and they stumbled one after another without control.

At this moment, a black long knife suddenly appeared in Jiang Yun's hands, slashing into the air, just like the same black lightning, tearing apart the space.

"Puff puff!"

Suddenly, a series of dull sounds sounded!

All the more than three thousand guards, including the general Moze, suddenly opened their eyes and saw a scene that they would never forget.

The ninety-nine staggered, unsteady guards, their heads, all separated from the body, flew into the air.

Ninety-nine heads, ninety-nine blank, or shocked, or fearful faces, staring blankly at their bodies until they fell heavily on the ground.

Each of the remaining monks is like a wooden sculpture made of clay. It is hard to believe what he saw.

Hundreds of guards were all killed in an instant, and the battle formation they formed had collapsed.

The whole process, but only three interest time!

Mo Ze couldn't help but took a deep breath and muttered, "I can also kill 100 people at the same time, but I can't do it against the 100 people lined up in battle."

"Not to mention, it is necessary to cut off the heads of so many people cleanly and cleanly."

"How strong is his strength?"

Leng Yichen did not answer Mo Ze, because below, there was another scream, suddenly sounded!

Jiang Yun's figure appeared again next to a guard in another battle. He also shattered the opponent's head with his hands, and said blankly: "A group of chickens and dogs!"

The second battle front, together with the hundred guards in it, was like the previous battle front, all of which were chopped off by Jiang Yun.

Two hundred guards, two hundred lives, in the voice of Jiang Yun, the smoke disappeared.

And then, Jiang Yun's figure was like a ghost, constantly disappearing from the place, constantly appearing in every battle.

And as long as his body leaves a battle front, then this battle front will collapse.

However, no one died in the remaining battles. Only one guard in each battle was stunned by him.

In this way, when Jiang Yun's figure finally reappeared in the center of the battle array after the countdown, all thirty-three battle arrays around him were completely disintegrated.

The most clear thing in the whole process is the cold and dusty and Moze.

When the thirty-three battles were intact, it was like a flower-bone flower waiting to be placed, surrounding Jiang Yun in the center.

Looking at this moment, Jiang Yun is still standing in the center, but this flower has turned into thirty-three petals that have bloomed.

Leng Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly and said to Mo Ze: "Now you understand!"

"He is not only proficient in seals, but also in formation!"

"The battle formed by these guards, in his eyes, is just like a group of native chickens and dogs, as he said."

"Even, it can't even be called a formation!"