A Ming Cult disciple who was closest to Zhou Yi seemed to be frightened by the cold murderous aura emanating from Zhou Yi, and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm here to kill people!" Before he could react, Zhou Yi's big hand grabbed the man's neck like an iron clamp.
Although the Ming Cult disciples had been prepared for a fight, Zhou Yi's move was too fast. The Ming Cult disciple's neck was strangled, and before he could even utter a sound, Zhou Yi's Green Water Sword had already swung across.
It was not the tip of the sword, but the side of the sword that hit the man's skull fiercely. Everyone on the field heard a terrible sound, the sound of bones breaking. Zhou Yi let go again, and the body of the unfortunate Mingjiao disciple fell limply to the ground.
When the Ming Cult disciples around him saw this, they immediately saw an overwhelming number of swords and knives coming towards Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi let out a long roar, stepped on the ground, and slapped his palm casually. A fierce palm wind immediately blew up, and four or five Ming Cult disciples who were swinging swords were directly sent four or five meters away.
Before the man could get up, Zhou Yi had already arrived in front of him, squinting his eyes and swinging the Jade Water Sword casually. With a "swish", four or five players who were blown away by the palm force were instantly killed on the spot.
Everyone in the Holy Fire Hall was stunned. Every Mingjiao disciple standing in the center of the hall had an unprecedented sense of fear in their hearts. These people were on the brink of death all day long. What kind of battle scenes had they not seen
But now... everyone felt a chill. That guy was not just talking. Was he really planning to kill everyone at Bright Summit
What a joke! No matter how good your martial arts skills are, there are hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao disciples on Guangmingding? You can't kill even hundreds of thousands of pigs...
Just as everyone was stunned, Zhou Yi suddenly turned around and shouted, "What are you thinking about? Kill them!"
Subuchi and the others woke up from their dream. They originally thought that this Wang Zhe brother was a person who sought to play it safe. But they did not expect that when a safe person goes crazy, it is even more unbelievable. Kill off Guangmingding? Hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao disciples? Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, extremely foolish
The corners of Subuchi's mouth suddenly rose, and the tip of his scarlet tongue licked his lips lightly. An indescribable fanaticism suddenly rose from Subuchi's heart, like a raging fire spreading unrestrainedly.
This kind of battle is really interesting!
"Buzz!" Along with the dull sound of a silver bell, destructive sound waves instantly burst out. The Mingjiao disciples with weaker skills immediately fell to the ground, and bright red blood flowed out of their seven orifices. As for those who were slightly better, they felt as if their internal organs were burning and had severe headaches.
Just as Ren Ya's demonic sound faded away, some of the Ming Cult disciples fell down with painful cries. There were feather arrows stuck in their bodies, and they all had their throats pierced. They died tragically without making a sound.
"Anyone who dares to step forward will die!" Zhebie said coldly.
"Brothers, fight him!" The masters of the Ming Cult finally reacted. The Golden Lion King Haolie came out first. His lion roar was too fierce and fierce. Although it was more powerful than the elegant Heavenly Demon Sound, if he used it at this time, I am afraid that more Ming Cult disciples would be injured.
Fortunately, in addition to the Lion Roar Skill, he learned the Hunyuan Skill from Xie Xun, and his skills were also very solid. After joining the Ming Cult, he also gained the help of the Lion King Magic Skill, a unique foreign skill. However, in terms of boxing and palm skills, he is ranked first in the Ming Cult!
At this time, the morale of the Ming Cult was gradually declining. If their four Dharma Kings could no longer regain the initiative, I am afraid that the Ming Cult disciples behind them would scatter.
The Lion King's magic power - the lion's strength!
Haolie immediately blasted out a domineering, tough, powerful and violent punch towards Zhou Yi, but when the punch was in mid-air, a pitch-black spear shadow suddenly rushed out and crashed straight into Haolie's punch like a giant dragon in the sky!
"Bang!" A loud noise like an explosion resounded throughout the sky above the Holy Fire Temple. Both figures stepped back several steps before they could stand steadily. The previous attack was evenly matched!
Haolie shouted, "You bastard, get out of here if you don't want to die!"
The smile on Shuchi's face became even more intense when he heard this: "Go away, no problem! Give me your head and I'll leave right away! How fair!"
At this moment, at least a dozen weapons came towards Zhou Yi from different directions. Zhou Yi was filled with murderous intent and sneered, "Come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up five meters into the air, and a cold light flashed in the air. There was another chaotic sound of "ding ding ding ding", and the sword light of Bishui danced in the sky, overwhelming the sky and the ground, and for a moment it actually suppressed the sword lights of dozens of enemies.
When Zhou Yi fell down, five corpses fell down around him. Each person's chest was cut open and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Seeing the critical situation, Ji Feng was about to use force, but Heshal was already standing in front of Ji Feng, with long black hair draped behind his head and a playful smile on his face: "I heard that you are very good at Qinggong? I'm not bad either! How about we compete?"
"Swoosh! Whoosh!" Two sounds of breaking wind were heard one after another. Two black figures almost turned into ghosts at the same time, and they chased each other in the Holy Fire Hall, one in front and one behind. In the eyes of ordinary people, they could not even see the shadows of the two people clearly. They could only hear the sounds of breaking wind circling above the Holy Fire Hall!
The Panda Guest and Xiao Mi Le, two of the Five Scattered Men, exchanged glances, and attacked Zhou Yi from the left and right at the same time. The Blue Thunder Sword King Tiandi Leiming also attacked Ren Ya, and for a moment the entire hall fell into a chaotic battle.
Although the Holy Fire Hall is spacious, it is still somewhat limited for the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Ming Cult disciples. Zhou Yi and his group took advantage of the environment to stabilize the situation!
Yun Chongxiao stared blankly at everything that happened in the Holy Fire Hall, his thoughts in a mess. He had never expected today's outcome. He had united the disciples of the Ming Cult and founded Longmen, but how could there be such a result today
Logically, he should help Zhou Yi kill those ungrateful people who betrayed him, but looking at the shocking death rate of the Ming Cult disciples, pity quickly welled up in his heart... These were the brothers who had conquered the world with him, could he really do that to them
"Whoosh..." The sound of a long sword breaking through the wind suddenly rang in his ears. An unknown Ming Cult disciple wielded a steel sword and slashed at Yun Chongxiao. Yun Chongxiao turned his head and looked at him in surprise, as if saying: Why are you drawing a sword at me
The man was frightened by Yun Chongxiao's gaze, and his long sword just stayed in the air. He lowered his head with an uncertain expression, as if he had hesitated for a long time. Finally, a resolute look emerged on his face, and the long sword whizzed down!
"Bang!" The sound of palm power breaking the wind resounded throughout the venue. The blazing Nine Yang Qi overflowed, and the temperature of the entire Holy Fire Hall couldn't help but rise by several degrees.
"Hahahaha! If you want to fight, then Yun will fight with you to your heart's content!" (To be continued)