The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 1030: I take medicine, am I proud?

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All the fighters watching the battle from a distance were also stunned.

Like Ke Jinnan, they didn't expect Jun Changxiao to kill him suddenly, let alone blow up the ghost on the battlefield with a punch, and then lightly smash the sickle streamer!

He is a strong man of heaven

Everyone is thinking about this question.

Jun Changxiao, who has a hard-to-take sword, is a god of death who walked out of hell in the eyes of all fighters, but without the magic weapon, he is as good as the sky, why is he so fierce today!

"brush!"

"brush!"

Just at this time, two ghosts of the ground word battlefield came around from the left and right sides, and the spears in their hands shone with dazzling light.

Seeing this, Ke Jinnan was shocked and said, "Sect Master Jun, little..."

"brush!"

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao raised his hands, and the incomparable power of the sword burst out, and instantly turned into a big hand on the spear, and then pulled it hard.

Because the power was too strong, the weapons of the two battlefield ghosts not only came out of their hands, but also moved forward following the inertia.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Jun Changxiao grabbed the spear he had seized with both hands, poured the domineering spirit energy into it and swept over it, smashing the heads of the two ghosts together with the helmets cleanly.

Seeing this, Ke Jinnan, who was closest, almost popped his eyes out of their sockets.

Although the two battlefield ghosts are not high-level, their strength is second only to their own. It is too terrifying for the Sovereign Jun to kill them so easily!

God word!

It must be Tianzi!

All fighters, including Ke Jinnan, felt affirmed in their hearts.

Dozens of battlefield ghosts with the word Xuanhuang took the opportunity to rush over!

"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"

A burst of colorful and colorful energy.

Ke Jinnan didn't remind them, but these people might not be enough to poke with Sovereign Jun's finger.

But all kinds of energies were about to bombard him, and that guy stood still, showing no signs of defense or attack.

Brother!

Give some reaction!

I'm so panicked hiding behind you!

"Boom boom boom!"

The energy exploded, and the aftermath was rippling.

Because Ke Jinnan was injured, he knew it was difficult to resist so much strength, so he not only closed his eyes, but subconsciously raised his arms.

However, when all the sounds dissipated, I found that I was still safe and sound, so I hurriedly opened it again, and found that there was an extra...

No!

One pot!

The big ones!

"pot?"

All the warriors were also dumbfounded.

"brush!"

The cauldron standing in front of Ke Jinnan suddenly spun, and then dragged Liu Guang to fly out.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the path, all the yellow battlefield ghosts that were touched were swept off their heads, and they were even sharper than a sharp blade!

"Snapped!"

The cauldron spun extremely fast, rushed to hundreds of feet, and was firmly grasped by a hand.

"brush!"

Xiao Zuiji lightly raised his arms, stood Yun Mengxia hidden in front of him, glanced at the ghosts present on the battlefield, and said proudly: "Disciple of the Wangu Sect, Xiao Zuiji, please fight!"

"..."

The plane fighters almost fell down collectively.

He has experienced many battles, he has never seen any kind of weapon, but this is the first time he has seen someone use a cooking pot! And judging from the posture, it seems to be used as a shield!

However, what shocked them even more was that this disciple of the Wangu sect was obviously not as strong as the yellow character at the elementary level. How could he kill the battlefield ghosts of the same level so easily

There is only one possibility, the pot is absolutely extraordinary!

"brush!"

"brush!"

Xiao Zuiji taunted hundreds of ghosts on the battlefield in the distance, and rushed towards them with weapons, their eyes flashing red even more.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, the sound of drawing a sword came.

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

Above the person holding the pot, hangs a man with vicissitudes. His right hand rests on the half-drawn hilt of the sword. The cold wind blows away his black hair, revealing a pair of pupils as cold as the edge of a sword.

"The Sword Control Realm?"

"Return to the sword level?"

All the fighters exclaimed.

Although the names they said were different, but translated according to the level of the Starfall Continent, it was the level of the Sword Emperor!

"Senior Brother Xiao."

Zhou Hong pressed the hilt of his sword, and said: "The moment they strike, they are opening their holes. Next, please be sure to withstand their attacks."

Xiao Zuiji put his hands on Yunmengxiayin and said, "No problem."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

A yellow character is naturally no problem, but at least a few hundred people rush forward, and one person gathers a force to rush over, even if they are at the level of mysterious characters, they can't hold it!

"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"

At this moment, the hundreds of battlefield ghosts pressing over exploded with energy.

They either cut out sword energy or knife energy, all kinds of energy pressed from high altitude, mid-air, and low altitude without dead ends, and the picture was spectacular.

"bring it on!"

Xiao Zuiji's eyes flickered with excitement, and he stepped out in the void with a bang.

"brush!"

Yun Mengxia who was standing in front of him flew up, and he stretched out his arms to embrace him, and shouted loudly: "Get up!"

"call out--"

The golden light is shining, and the streamer is soaring into the sky.

"Fuck!"

All the fighters who are uneducated are rude on the spot.

Because within the field of vision, the streamer gradually expanded, and then formed a defensive form similar to a bell, enveloping the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect.

"Buddhist martial arts?" Someone guessed in surprise.

This is not Buddhist martial arts, but another function of Yunmeng Xia Yin. Although it is not as good as the incarnation of the nirvana Xia Yin, it can instantly provide a defensive barrier for itself, called the Golden Pot Cover!

"boom!"

"boom!"

At this moment, all kinds of attacks from hundreds of battlefield ghosts came over, and they were all blocked by the golden pot cover.

Standing in it, Xiao Zuiji's expression was a bit ugly, but he kept holding the cauldron to bless the golden barrier, and roared: "Junior Brother Zhou, I can't hold it any longer..."

"call out----"

Suddenly, a dazzling light descended from the sky, like a ray of light rising from the darkness, although it seems insignificant, it can illuminate mountains and rivers!

Zhou Hong made a move.

This sword is cut down, it can be described as shocking!

All warriors stared wide-eyed, and the only thing that emerged in their pupils was a shocking sword that fell from the sky, and then mercilessly swept across hundreds of battlefield ghosts.

"Clang!"

Zhou Hong put his sword back into its sheath.

The cold wind blew away his black hair again, revealing a vicissitudes of face that only a swordsman can have.

unsheathed.

a sword.

Sheath.

After the three steps were over, all I saw was the head and body of the ghost on the battlefield that was swayed by the sword energy, and then fell down like flies.

"Plop! Plop!"

Battle helmets, battle armor and various weapons fell all over the ground.

All the martial artists were stunned.

They have more or less seen a swordsman of this level, but he can kill hundreds of ghosts on the battlefield with a single sword. The strength is too ridiculous!

and.

Judging from the action of that guy's attack to retracting the sheath, it seems to be a very random sword strike!

"Tsk tsk."

Jun Chang laughed and exclaimed: "My disciple just slashed out with a sword, and the power of the sword has become so strong that it seems to be invisible. It seems that after the breakthrough, he has a deeper understanding of the second form of Lingjian Shenjue."

"nonsense."

The system said: "After all, he is a genuine sword cultivator. He either comprehends the sword or is on the way to comprehend the sword every day. It's not like the host has never comprehended it, and he improved purely by taking medicine."

Jun Chang smiled and asked: "But I take medicine, am I proud?"