Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…
The seven demon bone giants were like meteorites that hit them hard. The air wall that released billions of air arrows was like broken glass, cracking into countless fragments and scattering and disappearing.
The air arrow suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The attack of this small mountain-like existence scared these Juemie Valley disciples out of their wits, and all of them turned pale. Facing such magnificent puppet artifacts, almost no one had the courage to fight with them.
Su Yun rushed in, holding the Death Sword in one hand and the imperial weapon flag in the other. The air mask wrapped his body and crashed into the center of the crowd. Immediately after the imperial weapon was revoked, the edge of the Death Sword was immediately exposed, and he He waved fiercely at the surrounding crowd.
I saw bright flowers of blood splashing out from the crowd. A large number of pieces of meat and stumps flew out. A Jueming Valley disciple fell under the dark sword. No one could catch Su Yun at this moment. A sword.
"This guy's cultivation level is obviously not high, so why is he so strong?"
The spiritual cultivator who commanded the release of the air arrows glared at Su Yun, gritted his teeth secretly, and then kept retreating.
This person is none other than Poison Fist Qiao Gong.
This is already the last barrier of the Valley of Destiny. If Su Yun cannot be stopped here, then there will be no traps or formations that can stop Su Yun. Once this door is broken, the Valley of Destiny can be seen at a glance.
"Hold on, hold on, we must not let this guy enter our Valley of Despair!"
Poison Fist Qiao Gong shouted.
While he was speaking, he was not idle. He used his fists, full of green energy lingering on his fists, and the poisonous fists stimulated the spell. His eyes were fixed on the disciples of Jue Ming Valley around him. Once he found out that someone wanted to If he wanted to escape, Qiao Gong would punch him without hesitation, killing those disciples who were about to escape.
Qiao Gong's methods are extremely cruel. Anyone hit by his fist will immediately turn into a pool of blood and die without any possibility of survival. As the second disciple of the old witch, Qiao Gong's cultivation level There is no doubt about the strength.
Seeing Qiao Gong supervising the battle, how could those Jueming Valley disciples dare to run away? He had no choice but to attack Su Yun desperately.
Although Su Yun gained the power of the Death Sword, his demonic nature was fully unleashed, and his strength skyrocketed, his consciousness was not completely controlled. From beginning to end, he retained a trace of consciousness and maintained himself.
Facing countless attacks and kills from all directions, he pushed his speed to the limit, only to see Su Yun in the crowd moving freely like a ghost. Every time the attack hit him, it always penetrated his body and hit the opposite side. On the body of the disciples of Jueming Valley, and when the disciples of Jueming Valley encircled him, the seventh-grade imperial weapon would immediately protect him from the damage he was about to suffer.
Flexible, skillful and clever can completely describe Su Yun at this moment.
Facing these extremely vicious Jueming Valley people, Su Yun showed no mercy at all, and the death sword slashed at their necks crazily.
Over the years, countless spiritual practitioners have died tragically in this valley of despair.
Over the years, countless people in Beiyang have had their families broken up and their lives destroyed by Jueming Valley.
Now is the time for reckoning.
The seven giants came to the aid of Su Yun, and the fourteen huge iron fists were like huge shovel heads, completely smashing the place. The huge mountains and boulders were directly crushed into powder, and the ground was cracked, making it almost impossible to find them. A complete place, but the place hit by the fist was full of flesh and blood, which was absolutely horrifying.
Blood spurts, accompanied by screams when injured, the sound of weapons clashing, the sound of spells exploding...
At this moment, this place is like purgatory, making people's scalp numb and hair-raising.
Seeing Su Yun slashing wildly in the crowd, and seeing the Jueming Valley disciples fall one by one, Qiao Gong was anxious, angry, angry, and scared. He had no choice but to leave or not leave. After hesitating for a long time, he finally Gritting his teeth, he gathered poisonous energy in his fists and rushed towards Su Yun.
"Su Yun!"
Qiao Gong roared angrily and punched him.
Feeling a very violent and complex-smelling force coming towards him, Su Yun frowned and turned his head, only to see a dark green fist hitting his face.
He turned around and the person instantly appeared a few meters away, dodging the fist.
Qiao Gong jumped in the air and was a little angry, but he was still a little happy in his anger: Su Yun escaped? Could it be that he is afraid of my fist
Thinking of this, Qiao Gong took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards Su Yun again.
His fist was very fast and fierce, and the power was unknown, but it was known that the poisonous power of this fist was something that no one could withstand.
Although Qiao Gong is not a clever person, in terms of his talent for cultivation, he is by no means a mediocre person from the Jue Ming Valley.
However, Su Yun at this moment was definitely not something he could challenge.
Facing the persistent and aggressive fist, Su Yun grunted, suddenly raised his fist, with a concentrated expression, he aimed at the incoming fist and punched it hard.
"What??"
Qiao Gong was instantly shocked.
Not to mention him, even the Jueming Valley disciples from all directions were shocked.
"How dare you touch my fist with your body!! You... you... are so brave!!" Qiao Gong said in surprise, but soon he calmed down and said with a cold expression: "In that case, then... Let you know how powerful my Poison Fist Qiao Gong is, so that you won’t think that I am a person with no reputation!!!”
Qiao Gong drank and concentrated all his profound energy on the blasted right fist, using all his strength.
It seemed as if he planned to decide the outcome between him and Su Yun with this punch.
However…
Su Yun's body swayed when the fist hit him, and then he suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, there was only a "bang" sound, and Qiao Gong flew out directly and hit a piece of ground in the back. On the gravel, the whole person fell into it, all kinds of meat and vegetables, and his face was full of blood.
This punch actually hit Qiao Gong's face!
People were stunned.
It turned out that from beginning to end, Su Yun had no intention of fighting Qiao Gong head-on. Instead, he used his own advantages to pretend to fight Qiao Gong, and then used his speed to suddenly counterattack and slap Qiao Gong in the face, catching Qiao Gong off guard.
Although Qiao Gong is not weak in strength, his intelligence is a flaw. Under certain circumstances, intelligence can be regarded as a kind of strength. Sometimes the outcome of a battle is largely determined by his superior IQ.
Su Yun suddenly stopped his hand, pulled out his death sword, and slashed fiercely at Qiao Gong, who had not yet stood up.
A large number of sword shadows turned into the mouth of a huge beast and swallowed Qiao Gong directly. Before Qiao Gong could stand up, his body became motionless. The sword shadows penetrated his body and then disappeared.
Su Yun took a few steps back, turned around with the Death Sword in hand and stared at the Juemie Valley disciples behind him.
Just looking at Qiao Gong behind him, his body began to gradually collapse, like a withered flower, the flesh on his body fell piece by piece, and finally turned into a pile of dead flesh, completely dead...
"Qiao...Senior Brother Qiao Gong is dead..."
People were stunned, staring at Qiao Gong's broken body with horrified eyes.
"Qiao Gong is dead!! Qiao Gong is dead!!"
"Even Qiao Gong is not his opponent... How can we... be his opponent??"
"Run away!!"
"Run!"
The remaining people in Desolate Valley no longer have the courage to fight Su Yun. If Qiao Gong hadn't used iron-blooded methods to force them, they would have escaped long ago. How could they fight to the death with Su Yun? After all, in the Valley of Death, Su Yun is said to be a being who can compete with the Old Witch of Death! How could they possibly fight against such a being? And now that Qiao Gong is dead, what are they still holding on to
The remaining disciples of Jueming Valley dispersed in chaos, and each one only focused on escaping for his own life. Su Yun killed a few people, then ignored them, controlled the seven demon bone giants, broke the gate of Jueming Valley, and continued. Head inside.
Heiyu, Cangyan and others who were behind them arrived belatedly. Seeing the devastated door, the blood and broken corpses on the ground, everyone was shocked and stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
…
The earth trembled gently, seeming to tell everyone in the Valley of Death that a foreign enemy had invaded.
"It came so fast!"
Under the ancient tree, the old witch Jueming opened his eyes, glanced into the distance, and said in a deep voice.
"According to the report from the spies, not many people came, only that strange eighth-grade Lingxuan Lord!"
The man wearing a brown cloak said slightly.
"Where are the other members of the Chamber of Commerce?"
"They are still fighting each other in the valley. But this guy Heiyu saw through it and came with another group of people to support this eighth-grade Lingxuan Lord. The strength of the Heiyu Chamber of Commerce cannot be underestimated. It is not easy to deal with them. Don't take it lightly! "
The man in brown cloak said solemnly.
"Don't worry, this is the Valley of Desolation and my territory. How can I not be able to deal with these ants?"
The old witch Jueming stood up and hummed with a stern face.
"I'll send my six-kill guard to help you."
The man in the brown cloak waved his hand, and behind him six spiritual practitioners wearing uniform red clothes with white trim came over. These people all wore pale masks, leaving only a pair of deep eyes, which looked mysterious and unpredictable.
Upon hearing this, Jueming Old Witch glanced at these people, and then laughed hoarsely: "Thank you, President, for your kindness, but no need. I trust my apprentices more than masters like you. What are these six things?" Shawei, it’s better to stay and protect you, the president.”
After saying that, she turned her head and said to the girl standing at the other end: "Yan Fan!"
"Yes!" Bai Yanshan stood up.
"Follow me and kill the foreign enemies!"
"good!"
Bai Yanshan nodded, her strange eyes flashed with an unpredictable luster, and then she walked towards the old witch Jueming.
When the man in brown cloak heard this, he did not feel angry. Instead, he nodded gently and said, "Then I will wait here for your good news, Old Witch."
"Just wait and see."
The old witch Jueming smiled hoarsely, then moved his feet slightly and flew out.
Bai Yan clasped the green sword tightly and followed closely...