"Everyone, come and watch the fun. The Invincible Heavenly King and Jian Wuming are going to fight against the heroes from foreign lands!" Someone in the crowd shouted this, and immediately, a large number of monks rushed to the foreign rest area.
At the same time, Yan Chong was about to go to Nalan Ling'er's side, and Nalan Qing'er suddenly said: "This Jian Wuming is not simple. The Qilin power in my body tells me that he does not seem to be from this era, and is even older than the Qilin Divine Pill."
As soon as the words fell, Yan Chong's face suddenly changed, and he laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, who are you fooling? It's older than the Qilin Divine Pill? Then how old is he? Isn't he a person from the ancient times?"
In the foreign rest area, Liu Xun and Jian Wuming went their separate ways. When he arrived at the door, there were dozens of foreign monks who were trying to break the calamity in front of him. With a sneer, Liu Xun swung out with the Qilin Spear in an instant.
As the sword flashed, dozens of Tribulation-Breaking Monks were instantly annihilated, but the buildings were intact. The sudden scene immediately caused chaos in the foreign rest area. No one had expected that someone would dare to cause trouble here!
"Who is so bold! How dare you come here to cause trouble? Are you tired of living?" A foreign monk who was almost three meters tall broke through the air, and immediately the monks around exclaimed. This was the foreign monk who was ranked ninth on the foreign honor list.
Jian Wuming glanced at Liu Xun, then looked at the three-meter-tall man, snorted coldly, and before the iron sword was unsheathed, a sword light flashed, and Jian Wuming didn't even look at the cultivator, and continued to rush forward.
After Jian Wuming left, the cultivator's body suddenly appeared with numerous cracks, and then completely turned into nothingness!
"How could Jian Wuming be so strong! He's ranked ninth on the foreign land's honor list! He was killed instantly by just one sword!" The monks around him shouted in shock. It was obvious that Jian Wuming's fighting power shocked them.
"It is true! Jian Wuming has been hiding his strength." Bei Ming Xiaotian stood in the void, frowned at Jian Wuming and said. Jian Wuming did draw his sword just now, but the speed was too fast, even Bei Ming Xiaotian could not see it clearly.
After beheading another foreign cultivator, Liu Xun said loudly: "Brother Jian, your swordsmanship is really amazing!"
Jian Wuming chuckled when he heard this and headed towards where the crowd was gathering.
Seeing this, Liu Xun's eyes flashed with black and white light, and the power of yin and yang was added to his body. He pointed one hand at the ground below, and suddenly countless sharp spikes appeared, and hundreds of foreign monks died tragically in an instant.
None of these spikes touched the house, and after killing the foreign monks, they turned into powder and dissipated. At this time, the Night Spirit Dance performed by Liu Xun was no longer the same as before. This was already a real large-scale killing move.
"Burning Sky Sword Technique! The first move, Autumn Wind Sweeping Fallen Leaves!" Seeing this, Jian Wuming smiled calmly, and the iron sword soared into the sky, straight into the clouds, and disappeared.
But countless maple leaves suddenly appeared around, and they gathered into a giant sword like a mountain. At the same time, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the body of the foreign monk below, and he completely disappeared from the world.
"What kind of martial arts is this! It is simply not comparable to our current martial arts!" The surrounding Chinese cultivators exclaimed. Jian Wuming's martial arts was too powerful, it could be compared to the legendary ancient secret techniques!
Nearly three hundred foreign monks had died at this time. Liu Xun and Jian Wuming had killed the same number of people, but at this time a foreign monk with flames all over his body suddenly appeared, looking around with anger.
"You Chinese dogs..." This was the fifth on the foreign honor list, but before he could finish his words, Jian Wuming's sword had already chopped off his head, and Liu Xun's fist had already pierced his heart.
Shocking, incomparable shock! These two were too strong, just like gods. The existences on the foreign honor list were not even on the same level compared to them.
At this moment, a silver-haired girl with wings suddenly appeared. Liu Xun was stunned when he saw her. This girl was just like an angel on earth, with white wings, breasts that were as big as basketballs, and straight legs...
"This is the fourth on the foreign honor list, the goddess of the foreign angel clan." Just when Liu Xun was still in the YY stage, the words of a Chinese cultivator suddenly rang out.
At the same time, the top ten from Jian Wuming's foreign land, except for the fallen and the top three, all surrounded Jian Wuming. Jian Wuming snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with disdain, and he shouted softly: "Burning Heaven Sword Art, the second move, the sword breaks the nine heavens!"
As soon as the words fell, nine heavenly swords appeared in the void. There was no exaggeration at all, only a moment of dullness, because in the instant that the heavenly swords appeared, the monks on the foreign honor list were killed.
Liu Xun frowned and looked at the angel, only to see the angel muttering something and a huge golden sword appeared in his hand pointing at Liu Xun. Liu Xun's eyes were excited at this time, as if a bachelor was as excited as seeing a beautiful woman.
"When I saw angels before, I always wondered... what would grilled angels taste like? Angel wings? Angel breasts? Angel legs... I drool just thinking about it."
He appeared behind the angel in an instant, put one foot on her back, grabbed one of her wings with each hand, and tore it off with a "rip" sound. Before the silver-haired woman could scream, Liu Xun stepped on her head.
This step was the first of Haoshen's Nine Steps. When he took the step, the silver-haired girl's head and legs exploded one after another, and finally turned into nothingness completely.
"Brother Jian and Brother Liu, do you think there are no one in our foreign land?" At this moment, a voice suddenly resounded in the ears of every cultivator around.
As he finished speaking, Liu Xun frowned slightly, because a blond boy had appeared in mid-air. Although he was a cultivator from a foreign land, his eyes were flashing with the Four Symbols.
Liu Xun first left space marks on all the corpses present, ready to devour them later! Then he smiled calmly and said, "Sorry, I wanted to spar with Brother Jian, but I didn't expect it to be like this."
Liu Xun's words were still echoing around. Many foreign cultivators around were furious when they heard his words and were ready to stand up and step forward. This was the first time that China was so arrogant and blatantly killed foreign cultivators.
So they had to be angry, because in the minds of foreign monks, all Chinese creatures were their captive slaves. However, at this moment, the slaves were actually riding on the heads of their masters. How could they not be angry
"Stop, let them go. There is an old saying in China that a gentleman's revenge is never too late." Just as the foreign monks were about to attack Liu Xun and Jian Wuming, the blond boy spoke. (To be continued)