This old thing is going to fight for his life!
There was a trace of fear on Pan Meixin's face, and the faucet-headed crutch in her hand quickly turned in front of her, dancing with a brilliant brilliance, as if a golden plate was transformed in front of her, and no water could enter.
"Get away!"
The illusory sun and moon wheel in Wu Qiuxun's hand struck straight down, and the sword wheels intersected. Before the exploding sound waves dispersed, the second blow had already fallen.
The third strike, the fourth strike, the thirtieth strike, the fiftieth strike...
Pan Meixin's cane was faster, and the illusory sun and moon wheel in Wu Qiu's hand was even faster. The shadows of the raindrops hit the cane densely and crazily. The powerful impact made Pan Meixin's chest feel sweet after every blow. I'm afraid the blood spurted out is enough to form a river of blood.
At this moment, she was not only happy, but also happy that the old man was already weak and weak...
"Open it for me!"
Pan Meixin could no longer suppress the blood in her body. She opened her mouth and dyed the sky in a square inch red. She could hear a breaking sound from her arm. The powerful impact made it impossible to stand on the same spot and flew out to avoid it. Edge.
If he retreated even half a moment later, it would not just be his arm that would be severed, but his entire body and life.
"Pfft..."
Pan Meixin heard the sound of rags tearing on her chest, a column of blood spurted out from her chest, and a half-foot-long wound appeared on her body at some point.
This is? Pan Meixin raised her head and looked at Wu Chou, but after all, she still didn't avoid the old man's knife! It’s just... when was he stabbed
"The Supreme Elder!"
On the side, Jue Bing and Gu Huo rushed over from both sides and helped Pan Meixin's injured body fall back.
"Stop him!"
Pan Mei didn't care about her injuries and reached out to point at Wu Chou.
"yes!"
Juoleng and Zuhuo looked at each other and rushed out at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right. Although Wu Qiuxun was terrifying now, they had to take action. If Wu Qiuxun really went to Zheng Shiyi, let him protect Zheng Shiyi. , let Zheng Shiyi break through the feudal lord, and then all of them, all those who had tried to stop Wu Qiuxun, would die!
Facing Wu Qiuxun, who had been seriously injured, he was stronger than facing a powerful man who was invincible in all realms of cultivation!
A stream of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of Wu Qiuxun's mouth. He had just forcefully mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body. Although he succeeded in severely injuring Pan Mei's heart, the spiritual energy backfired and his own injuries also deepened.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Wu Qiuxun felt the vibrating energy and blood in his body. He took a deep breath and raised his body slightly upwards. His arms drew a half-arc mark in the sky. Now his disciple was being besieged, and even his breath had been affected. Impact, if your disciple dies, what’s the point of living
As long as he can protect his disciple, it doesn't matter if he dies? Not to mention the internal injuries caused by just forcibly gathering spiritual energy!
With one blow, it seemed like the crescent moon in the sky was falling down, and an aura that was going forward and threatening to crush everything rushed straight forward. It seems that everything in the world will be easily cut from the middle under this blow!
Elder Juoleng felt the almost suffocating sharp breath coming down from the sky. His breathing became difficult, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
This Wu Qiuxun had obviously begun to fight tooth and nail. If possible, he really didn't want to contend with such Wu Qiuxun, but there was no way and he would never be allowed to retreat.
"Screen of extreme cold!"
In the hands of Elder Juoleng, a transparent jade bottle emerged. From the jade bottle, bursts of cold air seemed to be able to freeze the volcano in an instant. In an instant, they gathered into a side that seemed to be made up of blocks of thousands of years of ice. The ice wall, bursts of cold air that can freeze a person's soul burst out from the ice wall, instantly freezing the air in front completely.
Wu Qiuxun slashed down with one blow, and the cold energy slapped on the ice wall, making a crisp sound, and then this energy was completely frozen in the air under the cold air.
The ice in the air spread rapidly forward, and for a moment the world seemed to turn into a land of ice and snow.
Wu Qiuxun's hands were instantly wrapped in the frost, and his whole body seemed to be completely frozen.
The bone-chilling coldness spread throughout the body, and even the spiritual energy in the body was affected, and the flow rate became sluggish.
On the other side, on the hands of Elder Skeleton Fire, blazing flames burned crazily and gathered towards his fingertips. In just a blink of an eye, the fiery red flames turned into a slender long knife, and the long knife cut across the sky. , ignited the surrounding sky, and fell down like a sea of fire with the potential to burn the world.
Seeing that he was about to be covered by the martial soul fire sea, Wu Qiuxun suddenly closed his eyes, and his body that looked very thin due to his old age suddenly erupted with an extremely majestic and majestic aura.
A phantom of a green-skinned troll appeared, and bursts of the purest ancient aura spread crazily around. At this moment, the whole world seemed to collapse instantly under this aura.
Martial spirit! Wu Qiuxun’s martial spirit!
Pan Meixin and the others looked at the phantom of the ancient troll emerging in the sky, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon god in the world, with a look of horror in their eyes.
Masters like Wu Qiuxun naturally have martial arts, but since he escaped from the Holy Tomb alone, he has never used his martial soul again.
Even when the Qiuxin Sect encountered the biggest trouble and was attacked by two masters who were even stronger than the Supreme Elder, he did not use his martial spirit.
Obviously, his martial spirit must have been affected in the Holy Tomb, and he might even be killed alive. Unexpectedly, today he actually released his martial spirit again.
For the sake of his apprentice, release his martial spirit!
The shadow of the ancient troll stayed in the sky for a breathless moment. The entire shadow flashed and disappeared into Qiu Xun's body.
In an instant, Wu Qiuxun's thin body suddenly swelled up, and the frost on his body melted and peeled off.
"die!"
Wu Qiuxun waved his arm and swung it down rapidly. For a moment, afterimages appeared in the sky. Even because the speed was too fast, these afterimages were connected into one.
In the air, crisp explosions were heard one after another. All the ice in the air shattered, and pieces of ice shards spattered and flew around.
Elder Juoleng looked at the flash of cold light in front of his eyes, and was horrified. His legs were shaking in the air one after another, and he wanted to retreat behind him. Such a sharp attack, Wu Qiuxun even gave people a kind of response. The illusion of reaching the peak, this is definitely not a force that I can contend with head-on. If I block it forcefully, I will only die.
"Tsk..."
Just as he took a few steps back, a sound like something being torn apart already reached his ears, followed by a heart-breaking pain from his chest.
Jueleng looked down and saw that his chest had been cut open, revealing a crack that was more than three inches wide and spanned the entire chest.
The sternum was shattered, and even the heart hidden inside the body had been completely shattered.
I…
Am I going to die like this? Die without any resistance
Juoleng tilted his head and fell from the sky.
Wu Qiuxun beheaded Elder Juoleng, and swung his other arm in the direction of the spreading sea of fire.
The flames, burning as hot as the ocean, were penetrated by this blow.
The flames vibrated wildly and flew around. The sea of fire, which was almost invisible to the end, flew down in all directions under this blow, falling towards the earth. Because it was too far away from the ground, these flames Most of the heavy flames were extinguished while they were still in mid-air. Only the largest pieces fell to the ground, and then burned crazily, igniting the ground below.
Elder Skeleton Fire's eyes suddenly widened, and he flew upwards quickly, dodging this terrifying blow immediately.
But his body was still rising, and a cold touch came from an inch above his legs and knees.
That's the unique touch of contact with metal weapons!
In one blow, it was extremely sharp, as if it was struck by the sharpest blade in the world. With one stroke, one of his legs was severed by one blow.
A huge pain that made people almost faint came from the upper legs, and spread all over the body along the nerves instantly.
Elder Skeleton Fire fell towards the ground at his feet like an eagle with broken wings.
Waves of piercing skills blew past his ears. Bonefire looked at the ground getting closer and closer to him. A look of panic flashed across his face. Falling from such a high place, even though he was a quasi-marquis, he They will all be thrown to death.
In panic, Bone Fire quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, trying to stabilize his body, but just after he was hit by a blow, more violent aura rushed into his body, rushing left and right wildly, and for a while he even couldn't even Unable to successfully mobilize the spiritual energy in the body.
The spiritual energy was unable to function, and Bone Fire could only watch as his head got closer and closer to the ground, getting closer and closer, and finally hit his head headfirst on the ground.
As if a small mountain peak crashed down from a high mountain, the ground shook violently, and the head of Zui Huo exploded the moment it came into contact with the ground, with streaks of milky white brain mixed with bright red blood. Exploded in all directions.
Elder Juoleng, die!
Elder Bonefire, die!
An unusual pale color appeared on Wu Qiuxun's face, and within his dantian, auras stirred crazily, as if they were going to completely crush the entire dantian.
The next moment, his body that was standing upright bent slightly, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth.
What outsiders thought was not wrong. His martial soul had been severely damaged after entering the Holy Tomb last time, and it was an extremely serious injury, the kind of injury that could not be recovered.
So since returning from the Holy Tomb, he has never used his martial spirit, but this time, for his apprentice, he must use his martial spirit!
Not to mention using martial arts, his lifespan will not exceed half a month. As long as he can see his disciple become a prince, it doesn't matter if he dies tomorrow!
(End of chapter)