"Hey, I have underestimated you! You are not worthy of the title of Wu Hui Daojun. How much longer can you last now, two hours or three hours? If you only anger me, Wu Xuan. So congratulations, you Li Wuhui have done it!"
As he spoke, Wu Xuan took out something. But it was a pure black glove with a black flame engraved on the back. But the surface of the glove is covered with countless Buddhist Buddhist scriptures.
When Wu Xuan put his hand in, the glove immediately stretched out countless black threads and pierced into Wu Xuan's right arm.
Wu Xuan's face first twisted in pain, and then he laughed wildly as if he was enjoying himself.
"So what if you can combine spirit and martial arts? No matter you, Li Wuhui, or the Six Ultimate Swords, I, Wu Xuan, still say this, but that's it! Even if I just say this to you today, I, Wu Xuan, I will never allow you to leave this place alive! I will let you try this trusty fist armor of mine first, how does it taste-"
Following the words, Wu Xuan's right fist began to expand. Just when everyone was extremely frightened by this boxing glove. The figure of Wu Xuan had already swept away again. The fist shadow was violently swung out, as if it filled the world and shattered the world.
First, he was full of energy. All psychic air. They are all vibrated outwards and discharged, giving people the illusion that this world is expanding.
Then it collapsed! The tomb, which was originally unable to be damaged even by the fierce fight between the three of them, could not withstand the impact of this force at this moment and was shaken to the point of collapse!
Just when everyone thought that Li Wuhui was destined to die, another sharp blade slashed out!
With just one strike, the fist shadow was shattered, like a swallow flying back, cutting off time—
It's as if the thread of time has been chopped into pieces. It's like this time again. That arrogant fist shadow shouldn't exist in the first place.
Wu Xuan narrowed his eyes and became even more furious. Qi and blood surged, his face turned red, and countless black auras entangled him. The shadow of the fist was even more violent, punching one after another, with no rules and no care about martial arts, and it was hit with savagery!
His fist has the power of a world. A hundred punches are a hundred hell 'worlds'!
He is confident that even if he is the top ninth-level master in this matter, even if he is in the spiritual realm. In front of his fist, it will be blown away.
With the last punch, there was only a "canopy" sound. Like thunder. The whole tomb was shaking.
Even though the fist wind has temporarily stopped, the shock has not stopped yet.
The smoke and dust were about to dissipate, but Wu Xuan's face showed no joy, instead it looked even more gloomy.
Xiaoxiangzi's expression was also extremely solemn.
Feng Taiji and Wuji Zhenren in the distance were both stunned, as if they couldn't believe the scene before them.
Until the demonic energy dispersed in all directions, completely extinguished. The other ninth-level monks with slightly lower cultivation levels finally saw clearly what was going on over there.
I saw Li Wuhui, still holding the knife in his hand and standing upright. The tip of the knife was dripping with blood, his own blood, but it still stood firm, with a smile on his face. Paying attention to Wu Xuan's right fist: "I heard that King Ran Wutian left behind a set of Juntian flame armor before his death. After that, it fell into the hands of your demon sect and was turned around several times. Your fist gloves are about One of them? It’s indeed very good. I, Li Wuhui, have already learned the lesson—"
Wu Xuan didn't speak, but his eyes were unusually cold. At this time, only those with the most sophisticated minds can notice his right arm. Compared with before, it has shrunk slightly.
But it was even more murderous, and the ferocious thoughts were surging like a tide.
Naturally, Li Wuhui described him as even more embarrassed, but without any fear. Let's just stop talking about Zong Shou's affairs. No matter how much we remind him, it's all in vain if people don't listen and treat him like a donkey with good intentions.
By this time, he was Li Wuhui, and his grudges with Wu Xuan had nothing to do with Zong Shou.
Yuan Wushang, who was behind him, let out a weird sigh: "How weird! I was seriously injured by that Zongshou, and you, Li Wuhui, were also defeated by him, but now you are fighting for your enemy. What do you mean? Time, how could there be such weird things
Li Wuhui felt a strong resonance in his heart. He owed his life to Shui Lingbo. But it doesn't make sense, why would you do this for Zong Shou
But saying this now is no different. At this point, he didn't care.
Taking a deep breath, Li Wuhui suppressed his emotions and pointed the long knife at his death.
There is not much hope of victory in this battle. However, if you don't win, you will die. You can only throw away everything you have and be determined to die -
In front of Zong Shou, running away halfway is not a shame. But in front of someone like Wu Xuan, he would never allow himself to retreat!
There was a hint of envy, jealousy, and hatred in my heart. This Juntian Flame Armor was a genuine top-notch treasure!
Even after being banned by these Buddhist scriptures, it is still equivalent to a top-notch magical weapon. A complete set, it is a top-notch fairy weapon,
If he could have such a thing, he could have tried to fight Zong Shou on the Xiaoshan Mountain that day!
In this Heavenly Demonic Dome Realm, such a treasure is actually equipped with it. When it is paired with Wu Xuan, he is really not an ordinary person with a profound background.
As his righteous thoughts gradually became silent, Wu Xuan on the opposite side became more and more powerful.
However, Yuan Wushang suddenly smiled and said leisurely: "There is no need to hold on any longer, that guy is already here!"
Li Wuhui raised his eyebrows. He had just focused on Wu Xuan. I don't know anything about what's going on around here.
Could that guy be Zong Shou? Soon after his thoughts dispersed, he realized that it was not the case.
But when the attack came, he didn't need to hold on any longer.
At this time, everyone in Zi Chang also turned away their eyes and looked at the entrance of the tomb.
Only one person was seen, carrying a black sword on his back, slowly walking in from there.
"I just vaguely heard someone here say, what about the Six Ultimate Swords of the Cloud Realm, it's just like that-"
Walking casually, it seems as if you are walking casually, but every step seems to step into the hearts of everyone!
Hure stopped, Juexu frowned, glanced at Yuan Wushang who was not far away, and then let out a scoff: "Why are you injured like this? You Yuan Wushang, how could you have today—"
Na Yuan Wu Shang snorted coldly: "If you want to defeat me, this is the time!"
"This kind of thing is something I would never even bother to do! I was just about to look for you. I'll wait until you recover from your injury someday. You and I will have a good fight! The shame of defeat with a sword three years ago, I will bear in mind the shame of defeat." !”
Jue Xi sneered, as if he was extremely disgusted with Yuan Wu Shang and didn't want to take another look. Turn around directly. What they were looking at were Wu Xuan and Xiaoxiang: "Were you two the ones who said this just now?"
Wu Xuan clenched his fist. At this time, he was no longer half mad and no longer contemptuous, but he was even more angry.
Ever since this desperate desire arrived, it had been vaguely suppressing the two of them. An invisible aura, mixed with the pressure of the sword, made him feel vaguely ashamed of himself.
"I was waiting for brother Jue for three months in the Ten Thousand Demonic Heaven Realm, but he didn't arrive for a long time. But I am really disappointed!"
Juexi laughed when he heard this: "After the battle in Cangsheng Dao Palace, Juexi has found what he wants. Besides, you guys are just domestic cats. I can't look down on any of them. Again." Why waste your efforts?”
As soon as he said this, Yan Rui subconsciously wanted to laugh out loud. Jue Xin's words are really crazy. Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue
But just as he started to smile, he suddenly froze again. Thinking of Li Wuhui, at least this one is really very strong.
His senior brother Feng seemed to be no match for him yet. In that battle just now, Wu Xuan was indeed suppressed. But it's hard to say what the outcome would be if the gloves were gone.
But this Li Wuhui admitted that he was no match for Zong Shou.
He peeked at Feng Taiji's face again. I saw the latter, but his face was ashen—
The spirit sword Ruotao's aura became even colder.
Faintly regretting it, Yan Rui then shook his head slightly. I just thought it was extremely weird.
I remember that in the Dome Realm, Ruotao was defeated by Junior Brother Feng in several consecutive battles.
But this Ruotao used to be as famous as Jue Xin.
Probably because I am too weak to see clearly the strength of the people in front of me—
Over there, Wu Xuan and Xiao Xiangzi had their energy condensed to the extreme. They were obviously very angry, but when they looked at each other, they could see a bit of panic in the other person's eyes.
The desperate words also continued.
"Since you are still concerned about this matter today. So if you have fought here, it is the same. We can go together together-"
Before his voice fell, Xiaoxiangzi snorted coldly. As soon as he activated his spiritual skills, the starry sky behind him suddenly started to spin. Thousands of stars were rotating at the same time, and dozens of starlights were falling towards them.
Jue Xing said 'hmm' and was too lazy to say anything else. When the heart beats, the sword rises. Thoughts are born and destroyed.
A black sword light suddenly shot out of the sheath. Before it could even fly out, the sword's aura had already erupted, wiping out all the nearby starlight!
The sword intent of annihilation spread out at the right time, rushing in all directions—
It’s the sword spirit realm!
The dozens of ninth-level monks in the tomb were all slightly surprised. Then there was a deathly silence.
This one also has the combination of spirit and martial arts, even better than Wuxuan!
According to legend, this Jue Xu should be the fourth Ultimate Sword—
The black sword shadow finally appeared, and dozens of black cracks spread in all directions. Just when I have given up my desire and am about to step forward.
But he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and then chuckled again. Suddenly took a step back. All will to fight is gone. The extremely powerful sword intent was also restrained.
"It seems that the fight can't be won. The real owner has arrived. You two dealt with it first. He is talking about-"
Everyone here was shocked when they heard this.
The rightful owner? Then it can only be the Heavenly Demon King—
The corners of Yuan Wushang's lips suddenly twitched, and now he was in for a good show. Then he looked at Wu Xuan and Xiao Xiangzi with pitiful eyes.
The next moment, the entire tomb exploded with another violent explosion!
A loud roar followed the sky. A skylight was opened. An unparalleled sword pressure rushes here!