What happened to Kunlun's battle
Such a thought flashed through King Beiming's mind. Standing in front of the window of the stone house, looking at the direction of Kunlun with deep worry, among the first roundabouts of Kunlun, the one that could even be pierced by a flying sword The figure who passed by without suffering any damage was no longer visible. He seemed to have disappeared into the darkness of the building, but in that large building, bursts of heart-pounding explosions kept erupting. screams.
Nangong Xiaoyan clenched his hands into fists, and what filled his eyes was a violent wave of blood.
Standing in front of this raging wave of blood was an ordinary-looking red-robed ascetic, but no one could stop his progress. Many sword lights and magic spells hit him, but only burst out The flames were like his body, a whole piece of fine gold. All the Kunlun disciples who stood in front of him were torn into pieces almost instantly, and countless fountains of blood gushed out.
"It's Mr. Shui and Mr. Jin from Zhanzhou Marsh."
A bitter and cold aura emanated from Ming Shiqi who was standing beside Nangong Xiaoyan. Looking at the figure with a wave of blood behind him, Yin Shisan said in a palpitating and calm voice, "Master Shui is practicing the Fengshen Liushen Jue, only the fire element spell and the fire element magic weapon's attack is right. He is effective, and all the other spells and magic weapons can't hurt him. You let those who practice the fire element technique and have the fire element magic weapon in the sword department to stop him first."
"Young Master Jin is practicing the technique of sanctifying the body. At this moment, the power of the technique can no longer pose any threat to him. You let the disciple of Feijian Sharp in the sword department follow us, and we will kill him."
After Ming Shiqi said these two sentences to Nangong Xiaoyan, he added another sentence, "I don't know who the commander-in-chief of the other party is...but he is very powerful. He has already seen that those of us are connecting all the power at our disposal, and will our The key to conveying the order. You must kill Mr. Shui and Mr. Jin, otherwise we have no chance of winning this battle."
Looking at the Kunlun first roundabout surrounded by flames under the thick blood, and the red-robed ascetics swarming like locusts... Kuang Wuxin has not yet appeared, and it is obvious that the other party still has a lot of powerful power that has not been displayed. "Do we have a chance of winning this battle?" Nangong Xiaoyan couldn't help flashing such a thought when he heard Ming Shiqi's words. But looking at the Kunlun disciples who kept falling in front of Mr. Jin, Nangong Xiaoyan didn't have time to think about this issue at all.
With a gloomy face, he said a few words to the several Jiansi disciples who had been waiting beside him, and conveyed Yin Shisan's order as quickly as possible.
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Young Master Jin pushed forward at a frighteningly steady speed, killing the Kunlun disciples who stood in front of him expressionlessly one by one.
A man in gray appeared in his eyes... Although he has the same status as Young Master Chun and Young Master Tong in Zhanzhou Marsh, but in this battle, Young Master Chun is their leader, so On the battlefield, the principle he followed was to obey the orders of Mr. Chun... His mission was to kill these mysterious gray-clothed disciples who had been hiding in the eighth ring island of Kunlun all along.
After Mr. He Shui killed two or three gray-shirted disciples in an instant, the rest of the gray-shirted disciples seemed to hide and not to fight them head-on. But this gray-clothed disciple was different. After he appeared in Mr. Jin's line of sight, he flew straight towards Mr. Jin.
This grey-shirted disciple was Ming Shiqi who had been relying on the power from the four islands outside Kunlun to resist Kuang Wuxin's power.
"Open the way for him!"
There are not many Kunlun disciples around Mr. Jin, and many of them have been completely shocked by Mr. Jin's killing, and they have retreated one after another. Therefore, what spread around Mr. Jin is a large number of cultivators in red robes. By. And following Ming Shiqi's rushing out, Nangong Xiaoyan also rushed out following Ming Shiqi's back, and at the same time he swung his hand down with a gloomy expression, issuing such an order.
Countless dark green water arrows shot out from the hands of dozens of Jiansi disciples non-stop. These dark green water arrows were all made of condensed poisonous juice with strong corrosion. Like a silver arrow in the hands of these Jiansi disciples, issued in the box. Almost in an instant, the range of tens of feet around Mr. Jin was emptied, and most of the red-robed ascetics and Kunlun disciples in this area were covered in white smoke, screaming and falling on the ground. On the ground, rotten and inhuman.
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Young Master Jin casually threw away the corpses of the two Kunlun disciples in his hands. When the dark green rain of arrows fell, he just grabbed the two Kunlun disciples casually, covered his figure, and easily protected them. Live by yourself.
But at this moment, his pupils also shrank slightly.
Just as Ming Shiqi and Nangong Xiaoyan rushed towards him along with the rain of arrows, the figures of another disciple in gray shirt and several Kunlun disciples first appeared from behind a palace on one side. These people were different from the vicious demeanor of other Kunlun disciples who were full of fright, which made Mr. Jin instantly realize that this was an interception specifically aimed at him.
A black light shot out from the hand of the gray-clothed disciple who appeared from one side of the palace, covering the entire face of Young Master Jin.
Even if it is the practice of sanctification of the physical body, the physical body is extremely strong, and the two eyes are also the most vulnerable place of Mr. Jin, but Mr. Jin's somewhat dull face did not change at all. Protecting his face, his whole body jumped upwards, like a cannonball, and directly hit the gray-shirted disciple at an astonishing speed.
With a "click", Young Master Jin almost slammed into the arms of the gray-clothed disciple with that black light. All the bones in the chest of the gray-shirted disciple suddenly shattered, and the entire chest was sunken, but There was still no look of fear in the gray-shirted disciple's eyes, only a biting murderous aura pervaded it, just when Mr. Jin separated his hands in front of his own face, and thrust into the gray-shirted disciple's chest fiercely , the gray-clothed disciple opened his mouth violently, and another cloud of black light mixed with a mouthful of blood mist sprayed on Young Master Jin's face.
With an angry roar that seemed to be deceived, the entire body of the gray-shirted disciple was ripped apart by Mr. Jin.
Under the cover of the Nether Blood Sea Formation arranged by Beihou Bai Liao, Mr. Jin once again showed terrifying lethality, but blood was slowly left on his distorted face due to anger and disbelief. Come.
Dozens of thin black awns were inserted into his eyes, and blood flowed from his eyes, and his eyes were stabbed violently, and he was completely blind.
This gray-clothed disciple didn't seem to have thought of dodging at all, he just wanted to blind his eyes.
What made Young Master Jin even more angry was that there seemed to be a trace of extremely cold power in the black lights piercing his pupils, which made his reaction a little slower than usual.
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The blood of the gray-shirted disciple stained the eyes of several master sword masters red, several sword lights burst out from in front of them at the same time, and roared loudly at Young Master Jin, like tearing cloth, tearing apart the gray man at once. In an instant, Disciple Shan slashed at Young Master Jin's body at the same time.
These several sword lights slashed fiercely on Young Master Jin's neck. Amidst the flames, these several sword lights forcibly cut a wound on Young Master Jin's neck.
"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"
Several fountains of blood gushed out from the bodies of several master sword masters at the same time, and they fell to the ground with unbelievable pain on their faces.
Even though his eyes can't see, but at this moment, Mr. Jin has firmly locked their position through his spiritual consciousness. At the moment when these flying swords slashed on his neck, he cut these flying swords The sword was firmly grasped in his hand, crushed, and then struck out like a flying knife, killing all the Kunlun disciples.
After killing these Kunlun disciples in one fell swoop, Young Master Jin violently rushed forward and punched them hard at the same time.
In front of him was Ming Shiqi who charged coldly and silently.
I don't know why, Ming Shiqi was already close to Mr. Jin by less than twenty feet, but this young man who was obviously the head of all the gray-shirted disciples still didn't launch any attack on Mr. Jin. Just as Mr. Jin was hitting him with an extremely violent punch, he raised his left arm, and a mirror-like brilliance appeared on his left hand, blocking Mr. Jin's punch.
With a sound of "Boom", the Huaguang on Ming Shiqi's left hand was completely shattered, and his left hand also hung down softly in an instant, twisting strangely. Under Jin Gongzi's punch, his arm was already crippled, but at the same time, an extremely fierce bright sword element that was completely different from the dark and silent aura on his body burst out from his right hand in an instant. He came out and slashed fiercely at the wound on Jin Gongzi's neck.
"Click!"
The powerful impact force also made the figure of Mr. Jin who was violently smashed like a meteorite stop forcibly. There was also the sound of bones breaking from Mr. Jin's neck, and the wound expanded several times, as if there was an explosion on his entire neck. a deep gap.
A bitter chill rose from Mr. Jin's heart. Even though there were countless ox hair-like black light in his eyes, he couldn't help blinking twice. Compared with this kind of chill from the heart, the severe pain from the wound on the neck seems to be nothing... The cultivation base of this gray-shirted disciple is so strong, and when the power of the spell is so weakened, he can only use it For the price of an arm, he blocked his own blow. Moreover, he also cultivated his natal sword essence, and the power of his natal sword essence seems to be far higher than the rest of the gray-shirted disciples... Moreover, he did not launch this attack until now because he had to wait He wanted to launch a blow first, exposing the gap in his neck, so he launched such a blow!
This is a formidable opponent!
Mr. Jin, one of the five sons of Zedi in Zhanzhou, has encountered countless opponents with high cultivation in his life, but even when his own skills are naturally superior, he has never been so frightened. .
A beast-like roar erupted from his mouth, he protected the wound on his neck with one hand, and punched Ming Qiqi more violently with the other hand.
At this time, Mr. Jin had an intuition in his heart that if he could not kill this person now, he would die in his hands... But at this moment, two golden light clusters shot out from Nangong Xiaoyan's hand. As soon as the two golden light balls shot out, they instantly turned into two golden armored generals several feet tall.
These two statues were covered with mysterious mercury talismans, and the golden-armored god exuding a powerful aura transformed into one. One stood in front of Ming Shiqi, while the other grabbed Young Master Jin fiercely. With the other arm, he forcibly pulled his hand away from the wound on his neck.
Young Master Jin, one of the most powerful people in Zhanzhou Zedi, let out a violent roar, and a powerful force of true energy surged from his body, piercing into the sky like a beam of wolf smoke, and did not disperse. Amidst the violent roar, there was a loud "boom", and the chest of the golden armored general who was several times bigger than him was blocked in front of Ming Shiqi, and his fist was directly smashed into pieces. The God of Golden Armor pierced the armor several feet thick on his chest with incomparable strength, grabbed and pulled it fiercely, and countless gear-like fragments and spar fragments fell from the shattered body with the retraction of his fist. Welling out of the chest.
But at the same time, the blazing sword energy erupting from Ming Shiqi's body, like the scorching sun, also slashed at the wound on his neck.
With a "click", countless cracks also appeared on the armor of the hands of the other golden armored general who was holding the other arm of Mr. Jin. Compared with this golden armored general, Mr. Jin's arms are extremely small. The golden armored general is holding his arm, just like an eagle grasping a thin chicken claw, but this golden armored general General, but it seems that he can't bear the strength in Mr. Jin's body.
"Crash!" The moment after countless cracks appeared in the hands of the golden armored general, the hands of the golden armored general also shattered. But Ming Shiqi's natal sword had once again violently slashed on Young Master Jin's neck. With a "crack", Young Master Jin's head snapped off, with only a trace of flesh hanging on his neck at a strange angle. Countless blood and true essence gushed out from the broken neck, while his flesh and bones seemed to be shining with a metallic luster.
Mr. Jin, one of the five sons of Zedi in Zhanzhou, was brutally beheaded by Ming Shiqi, Nangong Xiaoyan and others!