Chapter 626 Breaking the Witch with a Single Palm

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To the west of the moat, outside the jungle, in the garrison camp of Loulan, was in the mourning of General Basil's death.

Many Loulan cultivators were attracted by the bright and crisp cry of Ji Liangma, and they all looked up at the sky... Above the jungle of towering trees, Ji Liangma's hooves were glowing with brilliance, and it was flying fast on the clouds.

"It's the sword demon's horse! Stop him!"

The sharp-eyed witch practitioner recognized it.

It's the horse that plays them round and round.

The death of their frontier hero, General Basil, was related to the owner of the horse.

For a time, many witch practitioners gathered together.

Many people are powerful.

Facing a horse doesn't seem to require much guts.

Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners flew to the sky with all their strength from the camp.

At the same time, there are also a large number of Loulan and Jouri people stationed in the eastern foothills of the moat.

The cultivators of Loulan also flew up and began to chase and block Ji Liangma.

They climbed the height at the same time, the shaman practitioners on the west side formed a branch line, advancing forward, and the shaman practitioners on the east side of the moat also formed a straight line.

Since then, no matter how fast Ji Liangma is, he will surely encounter the Loulan people between the two parallel lines.

...

call ——

Ji Liangma noticed the abnormality, raised his hooves, and stopped in mid-air.

It saw the sorcerer practitioners blocking it in front, and everyone was dragging purple balls in their hands. Wearing a purple cape and hood. Slowly purple gas flowed out from their palms, and the balls seemed to be connected by purple chains.

The same goes for the witch practitioners in the rear.

Flanking back and forth, it looked like there was nowhere to run.

Ji Liangma is very wise,

Judging the current situation clearly, it made an amazing move - it chose to climb upwards.

Swing straight up...

Head up, keep it upright, with four hooves in the air.

The wizards in Loulan looked up one after another, revealing incredible eyes.

"It's no wonder that the Great Flame Sword Demon can rush to Rouli from the depths of Loulan... Such a steed is rare."

"Take it down no matter what. If you can tame it, it will be used by me. If you can't tame it, kill it on the spot!"

"As ordered!"

The wizards rose up.

Two rows of pilgrims followed Ji Lianma up.

The two rows of purple gas were pulled upwards, as if two purple sky curtains were pulled up, which was spectacular.

Ji Liangma was not in a hurry, but reached the highest point of the moat at its legendary speed.

This is not the southern part of the moat, it seems to know that this height is not enough to get rid of the gang of witchcraft practitioners. So it chose to continue upward.

Until it reaches a high enough height, the air is greatly reduced, the vitality is greatly reduced, depression, oppression, and difficulty in breathing.

It stopped and flew sideways...

"I can't continue to go up! My vitality has decreased!"

Going up, there will be no vitality, and the practitioners who have lost their vitality are stronger than ordinary people.

The same goes for witchcraft practitioners.

Ji Liangma, as if unaffected... stepped forward.

Then, the flight trajectory was like a parabola, bypassing the city wall of the witch practitioners ahead.

"Stop it!"

"attack!"

The row of sorcery practitioners threw the purple ball in their hands at the same time.

A row of purple witchcraft circles, running into the air.

Ji Liangma stepped up with four hooves in the air, and there was another parabolic up.

call ——————

A cry.

Although it is a rare BMW, it has to control the height at this time.

Its eyes glittered with gold, as if on fire.

Its goal is only the Great Flame... to move forward.

call!

Under the interception of many witchcraft practitioners, Ji Liangma crossed the sky.

Its height is enough to cross the moat.

Above the moat where the wind and snow were still raging, the wind was raging, blocking most of the sight.

The wizards of Loulan turned around and chased frantically.

"Chase!"

"Never let it run away!"

"To avenge Lord Basil!"

"revenge!"

Hate is running high.

General Basil was originally a great witch, and in the eyes of Loulan witchcraft practitioners, he was a god-like hero.

Hundreds of practitioners formed a phalanx to pursue.

Their cooperation is extremely tacit.

Knowing that Jilangma's speed is very fast, they each performed witchcraft and cooperated with each other to form a pointed forward direction.

Purple streamlined body, dashing forward.

Witchcraft broke out collectively, and the speed was almost the same as that of Ji Liangma in an instant!

In the Johori camp, Johori looked to the sky.

General Carroll, also attracted by this huge movement, rose from the sky and looked at the chasing witchcraft team.

Then, he sighed:

"Although I disagree with Basil and have a conflicting temper. But his character and character are still admired by me. So many people are willing to avenge him, and with such a great personality, I am inferior to him."

As soon as the words fell, a subordinate beside him bowed and said: "General, before Basil died, he personally led the team to drive Yu Shangrong to the realm of Ruili, in order to frame you and provoke the contradiction between us Ruili and Motian Pavilion."

"What's the matter?" Carol frowned.

"The general can investigate this matter. He also said... He Loulan doesn't need a... like you..." He hesitated, hesitating.

"Just talk, this general forgives you not guilty!"

"You don't need a 'trash' like you, he can kill Yu Shangrong alone."

heard.

Carroll's eyelids twitched a few times, and anger loomed in his eyes.

He snorted softly: "It deserves to end like this."

After saying that, he fell down.

The subordinate nodded and fell down, anyway, what he said was the truth, even if it wasn't, there is no proof now.

...

That witchcraft team is chasing the horses of auspiciousness.

It may be because of the many times of going back and forth in the moat and the quagmire, plus the climb to the dangerous area, the speed of Ji Liangma has been reduced by three points.

"Kill it!"

"It doesn't work!"

Many witchcraft practitioners discovered this and increased the transmission of witchcraft.

The speed of the sharp-shaped forward speed increased several times in an instant.

call-

Ji Liangma continued to run wildly.

Over the mountains and rivers, over the jungle.

"Shoot down together!"

"it is good!"

Witchcraft practitioners, simultaneously pushing Witchcraft energy forward.

All the purple gas gathered at the front of the team, that is, the foremost sorcerer who was advancing in a pointed shape.

Between his palms, a purple bow and arrow was born.

"Beast! I see where you're going!"

Push with both palms!

The purple bow and arrow shot out.

boom!

The cooperation of witchcraft to this point is amazing.

This arrow is bound to hit.

call ——

When Ji Liangma's hooves were raised, the bow and arrow on his back came quietly.

Just when everyone thought that this arrow would definitely hit.

hum!

The energy resonance sounded.

"Who dares to move the old man's horse?!"

A figure flickered behind Ji Liangma, standing with one palm in front of him.

Five-finger blue light.

His face is old, his eyes are bright, and he catches a witch arrow with one hand.

...

Witchcraft practitioners from Loulan never dared to imagine that someone could perform such an extremely thrilling action in their entire lives.

Everyone's eyes and expressions were wonderful.

I thought I saw a hallucination...

But how vigilant are witchcraft practitioners, and how clearly do they know how to distinguish hallucinations?

This is not an illusion!

The thin old man who appeared in front of the huge purple crossbow... is true.

"Oops, too deep... Prepare to retreat!"

They suddenly realized that when they were chasing all the way, they had forgotten that this was the realm of Great Yan.

"Well, don't panic, Dayan practitioners are our enemies, don't mess up the formation and return to the camp."

"This crossbow can hold him back, withdraw—"

at the same time.

The old man who held the arrow alone pushed with the palm of his hand.

boom!

Hundreds of people gathered their strength together, and the purple crossbow arrow that was cast was shattered by the blue palm print.

The blue palm print, dashed away the scattered purple witchcraft, and flew forward.

The sorcerer at the forefront suddenly stood up with hair on his body and roared, "Stop!"

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