The crazy envoy did not expect that Jiang Huanjun was hiding among these people.
What made him sweat even more was that the current Jiang Huanjun actually gave him a desperate sense of crisis. Moreover, if Jiang Huanjun hadn't suddenly appeared, he wouldn't have felt the other party's presence at all.
Except that Jiang Huanjun specially practiced some kind of breathing method, there was only one possibility left.
Jiang Huanjun's strength has surpassed his own level.
He was already the pinnacle grandmaster, just one step away from the top, yet Jiang Huanjun was able to hide his figure under his nose.
'Has he become the top? '
Faced with Jiang Huanjun's murderous intent, the crazy envoy felt the hairs on his body standing on end and a shuddering sense of fear.
Before he could think about it carefully, Jiang Huanjun had already moved.
The crazy envoy didn't even see how he moved. The moment his figure disappeared, he felt that he had been enveloped by the sword energy like a storm. He only saw him face to face, and there were already countless wounds all over his body. Blood surged wildly, his heart sank, and he quickly tried to get out of the area enveloped by the sword energy.
'Is the gap in strength so big? '
The crazy master held up his body-protecting energy and was almost shocked beyond measure.
However, Jiang Huanjun did not intend to give him a chance to retreat. He was like a ghost, without even the slightest fluctuation of his true energy, and silently approached the crazy envoy, always keeping the distance between the two within three feet.
The Wu Jiu swords were as fine as rain, intertwined into an airtight sword network. The foolish master was frightened and angry, and he roared lowly. He could only fight with his sickle in his hand to resist.
The sound of clashing weapons echoed in this dense forest, and strong winds swept around. Every time the two collided, the strong wind pressure would make the ancient trees sway, making them slightly fragile, and they would be blown down by the wind pressure on the spot. .
As the fallen leaves flew, the figures of the two fought further and further away. With Jiang Huanjun deliberately controlling the aftermath of the battle, their battle did not create much momentum, which did not seem to be in line with the normal behavior of a powerful master.
But the crazy envoy knew very well that the more this happened, the more terrifying Jiang Huanjun was proved.
He didn't take himself seriously at all and easily controlled the rhythm of the battle. If he tried his best, would he still be able to resist
"I didn't expect that the Great Envoy of Hatred would be hiding among the team. This is really lucky..."
A black-robed cultist looked at Jiang Huanjun and the foolish great envoy who were gradually moving away, his tone full of joy.
When other people heard this, they also looked deeply convinced.
Although Jiang Huanjun had helped several times during this period of time, no one expected that he would hide openly among the team and never leave.
Thinking about it now, Jiang Huanjun was probably waiting for someone at the level of a great envoy to take action.
The previous attacks by the divine envoys were also extremely dangerous, but compared to the attacks of the great divine envoys, they were still manageable.
"Your Holiness, what should we do now?"
Watching the two of them fighting further and further away, the black-robed cultist who was covered in wounds stood up and asked with suppressed excitement.
After hearing this, Pope Shenhua stood up slowly, looked up at the battle scene reflected on the ceiling, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and finally said: "It's time to meet the apostate."
"If this matter is not resolved, the entire Zhenwu Territory may be in catastrophe."
Hearing the changes in Pope Shenhua's words, all the reformists were excited.
Previously, they were always in a sense of urgency of being hunted by the Divine Religion. It was really too depressing. They only relied on their trust in the Pope of Shenhua to persist until now. If the Pope of Shenhua didn't say anything anymore, I'm afraid they would be in trouble. The hearts of all.
Pope Shenhua also realized this and knew that it could not be delayed any longer.
The one who controls the divine religion has gone completely crazy, and he is crazier and more capable than any previous self that went astray. The dangerous weapon of God's Clothing was born from his hands, and the plan of annihilation for mortals was also started by him. If it weren't for this paranoid idea, he should be the most outstanding among all self-divided consciousnesses, and also The most outstanding one.
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"It's time to end things, Shenhua."
Pope Shenhua thought silently in his heart and no longer paid attention to the battle between Jiang Huanjun and the foolish envoy. In his opinion, the foolish envoy was no match for Jiang Huanjun, and it was only a matter of time before he would be defeated and die.
But now, the most important thing is to regain the power that he deserves and add chips to defeat his other crazy self.
"Let's go, the Land of God's Punishment is not far away, we only have the last step to go."
Withdrawing his gaze, Pope Shenhua said calmly.
Everyone obeyed, responded one after another, and continued to protect Pope Shenhua as he went deep into the dense forest.
At the same time, the crazy great envoy who was fighting and retreating also noticed this scene, and his heart tightened slightly, knowing that after Pope Shenhua and others left, Jiang Huanjun would definitely take action, so he quickly said: "Abomination, these innovations What benefits did the faction give you? To sacrifice your life for them is to become an enemy of the warriors in the world!"
He waved his war sickle and swung the Wujiu Sword away for a moment, and took this opportunity to say: "Do you really think that this ridiculous plan of artificial life can succeed? The pope of the divine religion has the same origin and has the same idea, but the religion Mr. Zong gave up the plan of artificial life because it is simply impossible!"
"One of the mortals and warriors must die before the other can survive! As a warrior, if you are an enemy of the divine religion, you are betraying your identity and position!"
The crazy master summoned dark red energy, and his war scythe emitted a crescent-like light. While speaking, he did not forget to attack Jiang Huanjun.
Jiang Huanjun had no expression on his face, he flipped the Wujiu sword over, gathered strength for a moment, and slashed out!
The invisible air wave surged, and the crescent-shaped light immediately shattered. The dense forest within dozens of miles in front of Jiang Huanjun was swept away by the terrifying wind pressure. If viewed from the sky, this blow directly cleared a circular area. In the open space, countless ancient trees fell over one after another, and part of the dense sea-like greenery was forcibly cut away.
The Crazy Envoy who bore the brunt tried his best to resist, but only lasted two breaths before he was thrown away by the wave of air. The war sickle in his hand also shattered into powder, his hands trembled, and there were all cracks from the shock. Blood dripped all of a sudden.
Click.
The mask on his face was also cut neatly, split in two, and fell off on the spot, revealing a delicate but ferocious face.
Jiang Huanjun held the Wujiu sword horizontally and glanced at him indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
A trace of blood slid down the foolish god's brow, and the thick and hot blood immediately stained his forehead.
He gritted his teeth, stared at Jiang Huanjun for a long time, and said bitterly: "Even if you can save him for a while, can you save him for the rest of his life? No one can stop the plan of annihilation. The Pope has already arranged everything... "
"Are you done?"
Jiang Huanjun suddenly interrupted the words of the foolish great envoy, causing the latter's expression to freeze on his face. After being stunned for a long time, his face became ashen and he stopped talking.
"Now that it's over, let's go die." Jiang Huanjun nodded, tiptoed, and another terrifying wave of air rose behind him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the crazy envoy, and the black sword light flashed past.
The next moment, Jiang Huanjun passed by the crazy envoy and let go of the Wujiu sword, and the magic weapon suddenly disappeared into the void.
The body of the crazy envoy suddenly froze. After a long time, he slowly covered his neck, blood gushed out like a spring, and a "ho ho" sound came from his throat. , can no longer say a complete sentence.
His eyes were full of resentment and despair, and he tried hard to turn his head and look at Jiang Huanjun again, but this movement affected the sword mark on his neck, and a big head suddenly left his body and hit him with a bang. on the ground.
Jiang Huanjun did not look at him again, but casually wiped the sticky blood between his fingers on his black robe. He raised his head and looked at the picture reflected on the zenith nonchalantly. A complicated light flashed in his eyes, and finally he shook his head. He shook his head and said in a voice that only he could hear: "The real battle has not yet begun. It would be foolish to talk about victory or defeat."