Just two faces, in an instant.
The true stories of the two dominant sects ranked ninth and tenth lost their combat effectiveness.
Yanrui lay on the ground, dizzy, black eyes, cracked skull and blurred face.
Ding Zhi''s chest was a shocking blood hole, paralyzed on the ground, and was already dying!
"Younger martial brother!"
The banquet curtain and Ji Xiaohan screamed.
"You are innocent, you accept your life!"
"Zhenwu Kaitian!"
Both of them were burning with sword fire, and their spirit was burning, and their momentum doubled in an instant.
"Kill!"
The war sword cuts down, covering all the fan-shaped areas in the front barrier and cutting out hundreds of sword lights.
Boom!
A terrible vision appeared in the air.
It was a chaotic world that was opened up into the world!
The runes at your feet sparkled, pulled up endless shadows and welcomed you up.
In this process, his body bloomed with boundless sword light, and the whole person became a sword!
Incarnate the sword!
This is the sword of the world. It is like carrying the power of the whole world, and it is also like an unparalleled King''s army ruling the world.
"Stop him!"
Twelve people from the dark devil sect and soul hunting hall reacted quickly and attacked the sword of Jun Wuxie''s incarnation.
However, the track of the sword in the world is unpredictable, just like the king without evil before incarnating into a sword is exercising God and walking without distance.
Their attacks basically failed.
Only two soul hunting sickles and a skeleton King''s axe were cut on the sword body.
When I heard you.
The sword body just trembled for a moment, still the same as the broken bamboo, cut the sword Qi vision of Xi Mulin and Ji Xiaohan, and cut Xi Mulin in half with a puff.
Almost at the same time, the body of the sword turned around. Ji Xiaohan had no time to react. He broke his body protecting Qi and rowed past his snow-white neck.
The beautiful head flew high, and the blood in the headless neck sprayed two meters high.
"You are innocent!"
The three young kings of the dark devil sect trembled with anger.
There were sixteen of them, two of them were broken in the blink of an eye, one was dying and one was seriously injured.
Now there are twelve of them left, and their comprehensive strength has dropped to a higher level.
This damned gentleman is innocent. How can he persist for so long when the two forbidden arts are superimposed!
How strong is the flesh body and how tenacious the source can bear such terrible consumption and counterattack?
"What are you howling, howling, killing pigs?"
The sword of the world fell and changed back to your innocent appearance.
He looked at the nine Soul Hunters and the three patriarchal kings of the dark devil sect. The corners of his mouth turned cruel and walked towards them.
"Kill!"
Nine Soul Hunters, armed with sickles, launched a fierce attack.
Each of them has the triple talent of a king, and each of them is the peak of ten changes.
The three members of the dark devil sect have a higher level, and are actually strong in the king''s realm.
But now, in the face of Jun Wuxie, who is only the peak of the star realm, they have a feeling of almost suffocation.
Their goal of hunting is strong enough to subvert their cognition!
How can a warrior at the peak of the star realm be so cruel?
They are all kings and amazing talents in the eyes of the world, but they can''t kill people who are several great realms lower than themselves.
Facing the attack of Soul Hunters.
Jun Wuxie walked calmly, waved his left hand to the three of the dark devil sect, and the red world sword Qi cut the sky and drove him back.
At the same time, he greeted the soul hunter with a fist.
The moment when the fist print blooms.
Heaven and earth collapsed, Six Harmonies overturned, and the terrible picture of Yin-Yang chaos flooded the front.
All the nine Soul Hunters were blown out. The sickle of soul hunting in their hands almost got rid of it and flew away.
"You rats, hide in a dark corner, peep at the people with ancient blood in the world, take them as prey and hunt them wantonly. Today, I also let you taste the taste of being treated as prey!"
He walked towards the soul hunter, his steps were calm and rhythmic, making the heaven and earth in the enchantment follow the rhythm.
This rhythm and the roaring sound of footsteps make the hearts of the soul hunter and the dark devil cult like a hard hit war drum, which is almost bursting!
Then, when the Soul Hunters attacked again, his body disappeared in place.
The next moment, he appeared in front of a soul hunter, covered his head with golden palms and fingers, and poof twisted it off.
When the other Soul Hunters and the dark devil sect attacked, only his shadow was hit.
Poof.
The head of the second soul hunter was badly slapped by him and died on the spot.
The remaining seven Soul Hunters attacked him crazily.
The three kings of the dark devil sect, who had no will to fight, turned and ran, but were shocked back by the border.
"Open the border, come on!"
They roared at the soul hunter.
"Once the soul splitting array is opened, it will never disappear unless the energy is exhausted or the array eye is removed from the outside!"
A soul Hunter said coldly while attacking you.
In the face of death, they did not show fear, but became more crazy.
You have no evil, your feet are stepping on God, you have no distance, your fists are moving, and you are accompanied by dragons and tigers. Each fist runs through heaven and earth, moving up to the eight wastelands, and you are extremely powerful!
Soul Hunters, constantly falling, or being punctured in the chest, or being shot in the head.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
A soul Hunter whose chest was punctured gave a cold laugh before he died.
"Jun Wuxie, you are very strong. The stronger you are, the more excited we are! Such origin and soul are the most desired thing in our soul hunting hall!"
"It''s a pity that you don''t have the ability to take it."
Jun Wuxie killed the last soul hunter, came to the dying soul hunter and looked down on him.
"Hey, hey! How does the world know that our soul hunting hall is powerful! We are just intermediate Soul Hunters. Like us, there are thousands of people in the soul hunting hall, including senior, super and super Soul Hunters! No matter how strong you are, your origin and your soul are destined to enter our hall, hey, hey, hey!"
Jun Wuxie slapped his head and said, "laugh like a broken Gong, noisy."
He turned and looked at the three young kings of the dark devil sect standing at the border, and walked towards them.
Every time his footsteps fell on the ground, the hearts of the three of the dark devil sect would shake, and fear appeared in their blue eyes.
"Jun...... Jun Wuxie, why do you have to work so hard for the big week? Why don''t you join our dark devil sect, so that we can keep you from becoming the target of soul hunting hall. Your road will be much smoother in the future, how about it?"
"Join the black devil sect?" Jun Wuxie sneered and said, "you let me be with you Xilin people covered with animal hair and think it''s a favorable condition. I can only say that barbarians are barbarians."
"You!"
Anger appeared in the eyes of the three young sect kings of the dark devil sect.
"I''m not in the mood to listen to your noise. I just ask one question. What''s hidden under this city? What do you want?"
"How do you know?"
Their voices were full of shock and anger.
"Say! Paul is dead!"
"Hahaha, hahaha, do you think we''ll tell you? Dream! Damn Dazhou people!"
"Your great Zhou Dynasty is doomed to fall. The descendants of Xuanyuan will never die in the world!"
"Damn lower races, you don''t have much time!"
The three suddenly became crazy and jumped directly at Jun Wuye.
Boom!
A battle broke out.
When the violent energy afterwaves dissipated, the broken bodies of the three kings of the dark devil sect were left on the ground.
At this time, the skull cracked, the soul suffered a violent shock, and even his eyes blackened. Yan Rui, who had been dizzy for a long time, finally woke up.
He saw the blood drenched scene of corpses lying all over the border. His body just stood up trembled, his legs softened, and he almost collapsed on the ground.
"You... Don''t come here, you bastard. Stop! Don''t come here!"
Yan Rui roared hysterically and kept swinging his legs.
He almost collapsed.
The Tao heart, which boasts of tenacity on weekdays, is so fragile at this time.
He was so weak that he hated himself. Why was he afraid and uncontrollable.
"Oh, this is the true story of the ninth ranking of the holy gate, which is the first to dominate?"
Jun Wuxie was stunned. This kind of goods has talent and realm, but it can never become a real strong man.
It seems that the holy gate is so powerful these years that no one dares to offend them.
Their true disciples are too smooth along the way and lack the honing of blood and bones. They are like the flowers in the greenhouse. They look bright and bright, but they are actually fragile.
"You are innocent, you can''t kill me! I told you to stop! Stop! I am the leader of the world and the ninth Tianjiao in the true legend of the holy gate. I have a high status in the holy gate! If you kill me, you will be bloody retaliated by my holy gate!"
"Silly X!"
Jun Wuxie raised his leg by kicking on his face, flying it for hundreds of meters, and half of his head was deflated.
Then he stepped forward and pressed his bloody palm and finger against Yanrui.
Yan Rui screamed, his meridians and bones were broken, his internal organs were full of cracks, the cave collapsed, all the energy stars were broken, and his true Qi was released like a flood.
He reached out and grabbed the sharp hair, and the red world sword Qi, which combined the military intention and soul power, split the black border.
Outside, when the eight leaders saw the border split, their eyes were excited and they rode forward.
As a result, what I saw was Jun Wuxie, who was still dragging the true legend of the holy door in his hand. Suddenly, he was so scared that he fell down directly from his horse. His face was as white as paper and his body was like chaff.
Jun Wuye dragged Yanrui forward for more than 100 meters. There was still no movement in the split border.
The eight masters were completely desperate and looked as if they were dead.
"Your son, powerful!"
The master of Muyang family suddenly raised his voice, landed on all fours and crawled forward, with a flattering smile on his face.
"To be honest, we are also forced. These animals are too strong for us to resist!"
Other owners quickly climbed forward, with a runny nose and tears: "Yes, we hate them to the bone in our hearts, but we have the heart to kill thieves and can''t return to heaven! We are loyal to Da Zhou and heaven can see pity. We regret that we have to commit a great crime this time. We ask our son-in-law to give us a chance to reform. We must devote ourselves to Da Zhou and die!"
Bang dang
Seventy thousand rebels behind them dropped all their shields and spears to the ground and fell down on their knees.
"Forgive me, Emperor!"
Jun Wuxie didn''t speak. He stretched out his hand and sucked, and a battle spear flew into his hand.
He threw Yanrui out of the palace and threw a spear.
Yanrui''s body crossed the sky for hundreds of miles and flew to the east gate. Poof, he was pierced by the thrown spear and nailed to the wall.
At this time, Ji Liufeng, who had experienced ups and downs, came in a hurry with the forbidden guards.
"Innocent, are you okay?"
He looked at the split black border, but it was too dark to see anything clearly.
But he knew that those enemies must have been destroyed by his son-in-law.
Cough!
Jun Wuxie covers his mouth and a wisp of golden blood overflows from his fingers.
He looked inside at the source, and the crack on it was more than ten times wider than before, almost half a finger wide.
"I''m fine."
He shook his head.
"Innocent, these rebels..."
Ji Liufeng consulted him. Although he was the emperor, he had no monarch and no evil. Ji Liufeng had long lost him and the rivers and mountains of the great Zhou Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, turn around and don''t look."
Jun Wuxie''s voice was calm. Then he stepped on the void and walked to the eight trembling masters and 70000 rebels.
Suddenly, all the rebels were paralyzed on the ground.