"Um?"
The blood mist observed the death of Tianjiao, and the originally chaotic battlefield suddenly came to a momentary stagnation.
too fast!
No one thought that the genius of Blood Mist Watch would die.
No one expected that in front of this tall man in sackcloth who appeared out of nowhere, he died on the spot without even being able to withstand a single move.
His head was slapped away!
Many of the monks present did not even see clearly the appearance of the man in linen.
The crowd was even more agitated.
Variables have appeared!
"Dare you!"
Seeing the big man in sackcloth rushing toward Zhu Guo, the distance was already very close. The genius of the Xuantian Divine Sect beside him shouted loudly and became furious.
Boom!
A huge divine furnace descended from the sky, shining brightly and exuding a terrifying aura, seeming to suppress all things!
The expression of the big man in sackcloth remained unchanged, his pace still did not stop, the blood in his body exploded, his eyes burst out with two divine lights, the veins on his arms were exposed, and the muscles were knotted, as if poured from molten steel.
He punched into the sky!
boom!
There was an explosion in the air!
"Is this man a lunatic? He actually uses his flesh and blood body to defeat the opponent's top-quality spiritual weapon!"
"You really don't know how to live or die, how dare you look down on the genius of the Northern Territory like this!"
There was a roar in the crowd.
"I want this arm!"
The Xuantian Divine Sect's genius' eyes were full of ferocity, and the Royal Envoy Divine Furnace violently pressed down on the big man in sackcloth!
The big man in linen clothes did not retreat or evade, and the flesh and blood on the fist he waved rapidly expanded, like a big seal, exuding a strong bloody smell!
boom!
The fist collided with the divine furnace, causing a loud bang.
After a brief stagnation, there was a creaking sound and a mournful cry in the divine furnace, and some fine cracks appeared on the surface!
hiss!
The monks changed their colors in shock and took a breath of air.
The next moment, the divine furnace collapsed and fell ten feet away, and the light dimmed.
The monk who saw this scene was stunned, his eyes full of shock.
No one expected that this man in sackcloth with mysterious origins would actually attack the best spiritual weapon with his bare hands, gain the upper hand, and knock the divine furnace away!
What kind of physical body is this
Could it be that this person's fist is wearing some kind of perfect spiritual weapon like a glove, or is it an innate spiritual weapon
Otherwise, how to explain the scene before me.
The monks who were watching were like this, and the genius of the Xuantian Divine Sect who was in the battlefield was even more frightened, and his face turned pale, and his mind went blank for a short time.
Too outrageous!
The big man in linen almost broke his sacred furnace with this punch!
"you… "
The genius of the Xuantian Divine Sect had just opened his mouth and uttered a word. The man in linen swayed his tall figure and rushed forward. The fierce aura rushed towards his face, making it suffocating!
It was difficult to breathe, and he suppressed what he wanted to say.
On the battlefield, things are changing rapidly.
Xuantian God's genius was stunned, but the big man in sackcloth did not hesitate and killed decisively. He held a cold long knife in his hand and moved forward.
Full of blood.
"not good!"
Xuantian God's genius quickly came to his senses and realized that his life was hanging by a thread.
He didn't think much at all, and the golden elixir phenomenon broke out immediately.
Woohoo—
Suddenly!
When the long sword of the man in sackcloth passed by, a strange ghostly cry sounded in the void, which made people uneasy and full of distracting thoughts.
Before the Xuantian Divine Sect's genius' golden elixir vision could be fully propped up, it swayed and collapsed.
"My life is at risk!"
Xuantian God's genius' heart instantly sank to the bottom.
puff!
The light of the sword disappeared in a flash.
A thin red line appeared at the throat of Xuantian Divine Sect's genius, gradually expanded, and finally sprayed out a piece of blood mist, dyeing the void red.
The genius of the Xuantian Divine Sect had his throat cut with a knife and died on the spot!
The big man in linen appeared and took three shots in total, killing the two geniuses!
"Oh my god, this person's cultivation seems to be at the early stage of the Golden Core?"
"What!"
Many of the monks who were watching were shocked, and they all used the spirit-peeping technique to explore the body of the big man in linen.
"Sure enough, it's the early stage of the Golden Core!"
The noise in the crowd grew louder and louder.
The situation on the battlefield became even more confusing due to the intrusion of the man in sackcloth.
After killing two people in a row, the big man in sackcloth and Zhu Guo were suddenly enlightened, and there was nothing else.
At this time, the only people closest to the big man in sackcloth who had a chance to stop him were the geniuses of Jie Tian Sword Sect and a swordsman in black on both sides.
The sword of the swordsman in black is always in the dark scabbard.
Since the war, it has never been pulled out.
Every time he takes action, the black-clothed swordsman uses one hand to refer to the sword, stimulating a stream of sword energy to fight against the enemy.
At this time, seeing the strength of the man in sackcloth, the swordsman in black's eyes, which were originally a little confused and couldn't find the focus, gradually became focused.
Once these two gazes condense, they are like two sharp swords, which makes people shudder!
The right hand of the swordsman in black slowly fell on the hilt of the sword.
May take action at any time!
Noting this detail, Tuoba Feng, Yuwen Wujia and others sneered in their hearts.
In their opinion, the big man in linen clothes was already a dead man!
"Um?"
The big man in linen felt something in his heart, and his eyes turned and fell on the swordsman in black.
The swordsman in black made him feel a strong crisis!
This person is terrible!
One thing that is recognized in the world of cultivation is that sword cultivators’ killing attacks are the most terrifying!
On the Tianhuang Continent, the most powerful sect in sword cultivation is the Sword Sect among the nine sects of the Immortal Sect.
The big man in sackcloth had once fought against the genius of the Sword Sect. This swordsman in black made him feel even more terrifying than the genius of the Sword Sect!
Even so, the steps of the man in linen clothes still did not stop.
If you want to fight for the Zhu Guo, you must push everything with thunderous momentum and drive straight in without any hesitation to let others react!
"Where does a bitch come from and dares to get his hands on the ten thousand year old fruit!"
Before the black-clothed swordsman made a move, the genius of Jie Tian Sword Sect on the other side was the first to lose his patience. He cursed angrily and followed the sword, and in an instant, he was in front of the big man in linen clothes.
Seeing the genius of Jie Tian Sword Sect take action, the swordsman in black frowned slightly, and his right hand that was originally placed on the hilt of the sword slowly moved away.
Buzz!
The sword trembled, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.
Five spiritual patterns flashed, and the long sword burst out with powerful killing energy, seemingly capable of piercing everything in the world!
The perfect spiritual weapon!
Looking at the stabbing sword, the man in sackcloth narrowed his eyes.
The only thing he worried about was the swordsman in black on the other side.
But at this time, the swordsman in black took two steps back, obviously not wanting to join forces with the genius of Jie Tian Sword Sect.
The big man in sackcloth felt relieved, turned the long knife in his hand, faced the stabbing sword, and strangled him.
Woohoo—
The blade of the sword cut through the void, and the heart-stopping ghost cry sounded again, as if there were many ghosts.
"Little tricks!"
The genius of Jie Tian Sword Sect sneered, his wrist shook, and the sword trembled and screamed.
Zhengzhengzheng!
Under the sound of the sword, endless sharpness burst out, instantly suppressing the ghost's cry. The ghostly shadow in front of him was torn apart by the sharpness and cut into countless pieces.