When the people of the Demon Sect moved their hands, they didn't know how to talk about politeness and reciprocity with others. The rules of the world, the fierceness and ruthlessness of the strikes made the martial arts masters of Shuzhou unable to cope, and there were heavy casualties in the blink of an eye.
At the moment of death, the martial arts masters in Shuzhou also fought back vigorously, and the battle became fierce in an instant.
Qin Zhao, the leader of the Northern Shu Society, was in a dangerous situation at this time. He obviously had his five old brothers by his side, but at this moment he felt as if he was facing the enemy alone.
The magic master on the opposite side is said to be one person, but it can also be said to be two people, because the two are a pair of conjoined twins, with two heads, four arms, and four thighs, but they share a torso, connected back to back, His body was wrapped in rags, there was not a single hair on his body, his pale body smelled like a stinky maggot, his four arms were as long and thin as bamboo joints, and he looked chilling.
That's not to mention, the opponent's skill has reached the middle stage of "Returning to the Void Realm", and the vicious attack is simply outrageous...
In Qin Zhao's hand, he chopped off his head with the golden silk sword, but the strange man in front of him gave a sly smile, and ignored the sword, and grabbed Qin Zhao's chest with his palms. His bloody hands had already grabbed the hearts of several masters from Shuzhou !
At the same time, the other person behind the strange man raised his hands above his head suddenly, clasped his palms together, and clamped Qin Zhao's big knife abruptly, and with Qin Zhao's strong skills, he couldn't break free for a while.
At this moment, the bloody hands of the face-to-face monster had already reached his chest...
"Master, be careful!"
At a critical moment, a brother next to him slammed into him sideways, and knocked Qin Zhao into the air without any time to escape, but with a scream, the big man with a stick was inserted into his chest by the weird man, and he spit out his mouth. There was blood, but a fierce force came up, and he still swung the big stick fiercely, hitting the top of the weirdo's head!
All around, other masters from Shuzhou rushed up, wanting to save people, but the strange man moved very fast, and behind him, the strange man's long, skinny arms like bamboo poles grabbed the big man's arms, preventing the big stick from hitting him. Next, the strange man who inserted his hands into the opponent's chest took advantage of the opportunity to stroke down, and with a bang, he opened his mouth, blood and internal organs gushed out, splashing the strange man's head and face, and then grabbed the opponent's two hands with both hands. Two thighs, two heads raised their heads and gave a strange laugh, and then made a point...
The body of the stick-wielding man was instantly divided into four...
"Brother..." Qin Zhao saw that his eyesight was splitting, he raised his big knife, and rushed up desperately.
And that strange man, holding four remnants in four hands, fiercely attacked the heroes of Shuzhou who came up from all around him. The mind was seized for a moment, and the feeling of fear spread immediately.
ah! —
There were screams from the other side. Several disciples of Wanjiange were dismembered on the spot by scattered mysterious sword blades. One of the young and beautiful female disciples was captured by a strange man in purple robes, and her throat was bitten off. The gushing blood Swallowed by it, the scene is extremely terrifying.
There are many younger disciples in Wanjiange, and some people have already been knocked down by fear, and then discarded their weapons and turned around.
The sword light flew up, and the fleeing head flew down.
A middle-aged beautiful woman shouted loudly: "The disciples of Wanjiange listen to the order, and those who dare to escape from the battle will be killed immediately!"
The iron and blood method was effective immediately, not only the disciples of Wanjiange, but also the other masters of Shuzhou who wanted to escape, their hearts trembled.
Amitabha!
With the sound of the Buddha's name, Master Longyun of Huanglong Temple fought hard to hit Yinghuo Tianjun's heavy punch. The blood spurted out was full of anger, but he also killed a master of the magic sect abruptly on the spot.
Although the master of the magic sect is strong in martial arts, his behavior is despicable. He specifically looks for the hero of Shuzhou with low martial arts to attack, and his methods are cruel. All the opponents he attacks can't die immediately. They have to cry in pain for a period of time before they die , He deliberately did this, and by means of cruel means, disintegrated the fighting spirit of the heroes of Shuzhou. Even the merciful Master Long Yun couldn't restrain his murderous intentions. He would rather be seriously injured by Yingzhuo than to shock the demon master to death. Seeing the opponent's body lying limply on the ground, Master Long Yun laughed wildly , "Good death, good death!"
"The bald thief will die!"
Yinghuo Tianjun slammed thick smoke and flames into the sky, and slammed a heavy fist at Master Longyun's back. The gloomy flames released by the magic kung fu formed a group of monsters the size of a water tank, opened their mouths, and ate them madly.
At this moment, the sky and the earth are reflected in a black and red light, so it can be seen that Yinghuo's punch is really the gathering of her whole life's skills, and its power is not trivial.
Not far away, Tong Dingfang, the leader of the Bronze Horse Gang, shouted anxiously: "Master, be careful!"
But just now, Yinghuo Tianjun's punch had already hit his air valve, and now even the protective energy is not functioning well, so how can he still have the strength to escape
Master Long Yun exhaled softly, recited "Amitabha" silently, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes slowly, and waited for the moment when he was punched to death...
"Grandmaster… "
Master Long Yun has great prestige in Shuzhou. When he was in danger, countless heroes around him looked like they were about to burst into tears, but they were too late to rescue them. Seeing Yinghuo Tianjun's punch, they all looked like they couldn't bear to look directly at him.
But at the moment when Yinghuo Tianjun laughed wantonly and Master Longyun closed his eyes and waited to die, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Dog's paws are in the way of the eyes!"
Yinghuo Tianjun's pupils shrank suddenly, because in an instant, an almost impossible thing happened. Originally, this punch should have been printed on the vest of the old monk Long Yun, but suddenly a big hand stretched out from nowhere , Shi Shiran blocked in front of his fist.
The jade-like white and tranquil light spread out, and the jade-like palm and the jade-like aura gently clenched his fist.
The strange flame wrapped around the fist like a demon head suddenly extinguished under this jade-colored light, revealing his right fist with bulging veins...
"this… "
Yinghuo Tianjun looked up in amazement, and faced a young face as white as jade, but gloomy as water, he instantly lost his mind, "You!?"
The young and handsome face of the other party smiled slightly, "It's me, Ye Qingxuan!"
Yinghuo Tianjun broke free in horror, but suddenly found that his right hand did not seem to be his own. The whole right hand seemed to be a forbidden area on the body, and the monstrous magic power could not be transferred to the right hand at all!
[Taiyi Xuanyuan Jade Condensation Art]!
At this moment, Yinghuo Tianjun finally remembered the identity of the other party, and remembered one of the world's two great magic skills [Taiyi Xuanyuan Ningyu Gong].
not good!
When this thought arose, Ye Qingxuan's left hand had turned into a knife, and he slammed towards him...
…
kill-
Li Muru's eyes were reddened at this time, and he has no good feelings for the Demon Sect. Although he is a man with a deep city and great ambitions, what he can't escape is fame and fortune, but at the same time he is indeed deeply influenced by Confucian culture , attaches great importance to the orthodox theory, and the cultivation method like the magic door is against the forces of human nature, and he absolutely wants to get rid of it and then quickly.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The Suzerain Yingliu who was directly opposite looked tall and thin, but his hands were as golden as iron, and he blocked Li Muru's more than ten sword attacks with his bare hands. Li Muru also didn't do anything to the other party...
Next to him, Tianjun Luohu's [Death Qi of Ming Luo] condensed into a huge ball, raised his hands high, and slammed towards Li Muru.]Qi has the property of corroding the vitality of the human body, even Huo Dou Tianjun and the other thirty-six sect masters hurriedly avoided it.
Only Li Muru let out a cold snort, and suddenly plunged into the black air mass, protecting his body against the attack of [Mingluo Death Qi], and took the opportunity to hide his figure. lost track of him.
Almost subconsciously, the four masters of the magic sect flew back at the same time...
Hao Guang suddenly woke up!
Li Muru's sword light turned into a light dragon, and the moment he rushed out of the black air again, he went straight to another thirty-six patriarchs in a large black robe beside Sect Master Yingliu.
The suzerain exclaimed, seeing that it was too late to dodge, the black robe on his body shook immediately, and covered Li Muru with a slam, but he shrank and disappeared.
Li Muru couldn't help but be taken aback. With a flick of the sword, the light dragon circled suddenly, smashing the black robe to pieces. When he fell to the ground, his body was shaken, and he was contaminated with the protective energy of [Mingluo Death Qi] It shattered like glass and fell directly to the ground.
The eyes of the group of demons shrank immediately, and they finally did not dare to underestimate this sword king who took shelter under the sword god.
"Li Muru, you are hiding so deeply!"
An old and hoarse voice came over unhurriedly, and the group of demons dodged, revealing behind him an old man who was only 1.5 meters tall, with a rickety body, and an unbelievably old man. , leaving a layer of blue ice floe on the ground.
The old man let out a sneer and continued: "For so many years, your brilliance has been covered by Li Muchan, and even my holy sect has not discovered how powerful you are..."
slap, slap, slap...
The old man clapped his hands and exclaimed, "You are really amazing, amazing!"
Xuanwu—
Li Muru frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Master Xuanwu is here, the following match, shall we let you and me fight?"
Xuanwu chuckled, all the creases on his face were piled up, and he said calmly, "Why not?"
"please-"
Li Muru yelled loudly, and his body suddenly radiated straight up to the heavy building, like the huge beam of light rising into the sky like the [A Sword of Light and Cold Shining Kyushu]. The strong wind blowing caused several great demon kings to retreat hastily, and the fighters from both sides of the righteous way and the demon way who had been fighting fiercely couldn't stand still and became a mess.
At this moment, it seems that this place has become the absolute focus of the battle between good and evil...