The black clouds rolled and were repaired at any time, but the speed was still not diminished, approaching Beiyue City.

A general with golden light raised his hands and shouted: "Monster! Take my Tianwuyuan track!"

This general was also from Handong University, so he was proficient in the secret skills of Handong University.

His Tianwu Yuan track is much stronger than Jiang Kun, who used Ma Qiangang and used the little horse as a shield.

With one blow, a large area of ​​black clouds will be wiped out.

If someone takes the lead, there will naturally be someone following you. These martial saints are all proficient in superpower martial arts and magnetic field martial arts.

It’s just that there are no martial arts masters in the army who are proficient in music, so no one uses musical martial arts.

More than ten martial saints took action together, and even Ye Tianchan had to retreat.

This monster is different. In the rolling black clouds, one "monster" with a tangled muscles and a tangled "monster" quietly floats in the air.

The martial saints in the army of the Xia Dynasty are all experienced in battle, not to mention that there are countless unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, which constantly transmit various messages to the reconnaissance mechanical beasts.

As soon as this monster appeared, the Martial Saint discovered it and slashed it with an air knife.

This monster was Mu Yunzhong who was eroded by the black god. At this time, he had no human mind, but his martial arts skills in the Qiankun Sect were like natural instincts.

He stretched out one hand and pinched his palm into a knife. He also made a secret sword technique from Qiankun Sect, with a sharp sword aura and slashed from the air.

The four nearby martial saints took action together, and then they supported this attack for their companions.

"So awesome!"

"With this monster having a body, his martial arts are even better than that of Ye Wushen!"

Mu Yunzhong's moves are purely instinct, but they are more swift and ruthless than when he was awake.

Fortunately, the Xia martial saints did not have the concept of fighting alone. More than ten martial saints joined forces to go and come, and there were also city defense cannons cheering from time to time. Although they could not hurt Mu Yunzhong, they could stop him from chasing him.

This battle reached its climax in an instant.

No one who participated in the war could still be retained.

Everyone puts all their efforts into exerting all the martial arts they have learned throughout their lives.

As for Mu Yunzhong, he didn't know how to keep his strength at all, and he gave his all to every blow.

Although several high-level martial arts generals who were left at the top of the city could not float or participate in the battle directly, almost everyone had a city defense cannon, which was also a vigorous assistance to the war.

People kept asking: "Where is the old principal? Haven't gotten off the empty boat yet?"

More than ten minutes after the war began, there was finally good news. A person in charge of intelligence shouted in surprise: "The old principal has already got off the airship. Please hold on, Martial Saints!"

"The old principal has already started to transfer and will be able to rush to the battlefield in two more hours."

"The old principal has already gotten off his first stop and transferred from the base to a magnetically powered levitation vehicle..."

"The old principal arrived in Xijing, gave up the magnetic levitation vehicle, and flew towards Beiyue City."

Ma Qiangang suddenly felt something suddenly vibrated, and a light blue light curtain popped up: Please choose the opening direction of the fusion magic weapon...

Ma Qiangang's consciousness struggled a little, but he didn't dare to pay attention to the dozens of options that popped up, so he directly chose the first one.

He didn't know what the meaning of this choice was, but this choice was his only consciousness that could be unified.

This consciousness emerged, and Ma Qiangang suddenly felt that millions of scattered and countless infinite consciousnesses had a sign of condensation.

While he was overjoyed, he tried hard to think about some things, such as the mental method of the heaven and earth confronting wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the mental method of the Vajra Ruyi muscle, the relationship with Zhao Xingqiao, and some slightly smooth and delicate thighs...

He couldn't tell who these thighs were, aren't they all the same anyway?

As one slightly condensed thought emerged, countless thoughts began to gather together, and more and more. Gradually, Ma Qiangang sensed that his consciousness was returning.

The cognition called Ma Qiangang returned to the body from the endless black waves.

Ma Qiangang shouted fiercely: "I am Ma Qiangang!"

“I am a man who wants to be a martial arts traveler.”

"I love this world and everyone who likes me."

"I have lived once again, I have two lives of memories, I..."

"Please call me the unparalleled little horse, the banished immortal in martial arts, and the soft-fried genius Ma Qiangang!"

"Dear brothers and sisters, I'm back!"
Chapter completed!