A powerful aura between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant, and was completely wiped out from this world, which meant that a half-step king had truly fallen.
This was like a bomb exploding in everyone's hearts, and the effect was extremely shocking. This was the first half-step king to fall, and it was also the first half-step king to fall in the Dark Continent in hundreds of years under the witness of so many people. The step king.
Some people couldn't help but glance at the heavenly sword in the king's hand. This six-foot-long sword had already ended the lives of two half-step kings. Will there be more
"Boom..."
Countless laws were blasted down, and the other two masters and three Shaoqian were chasing after him. The avenues, magic weapons, and soul power were blasted down, all pouring down towards Wang Dong.
Wang Dong was in danger. When he killed this half-step king, it was already doomed. He would be attacked by five half-step kings at the same time. Not to mention him, the void exploded and he was directly blasted out. The most original chaos.
"Roar!"
At the critical moment, a crystal clear silhouette rushed past and brought Wang Dong out.
This is a jade unicorn, covered with sacred scales. It is completely immune to the effects of treasure magic, which surprises Wang Dong.
"Thank you." The two passed by each other, and Wang Dong rushed into the battle formation again.
Another time, the two half-step kings looked very unhappy and scolded loudly: "Shao Qian, what are you doing? Three people can't stop a yellow-haired kid?"
They were indeed angry. Originally, the half-step king would not die, but a king suddenly appeared, catching them off guard, and it was too late to support him.
Shao Qian's face turned green and white, and he snorted without saying a word. Wang Dong's instant step came and went without a trace. He did not expect that this guy actually had the leisure and elegance to take care of other battlefields.
"snort!"
His eyes were cold, and three figures rushed past, constantly passing by Wang Dong. Suddenly, the void burned, and ancient spells were chanted from the mouths of the three.
laugh!
A fire fist suddenly came out, and Wang Dong attacked again.
But this time, there was a heartbreaking pain in the mountain of his fist. When he looked down, his fist was completely black and was actually burned.
"What kind of fire is this?"
This surprised him quite a bit. How could he be burned if he knew that at this level, he was impervious to water and fire.
"Boy, this is called the fire of hell. It can only be born from the underworld. Try it." Shao Qian sneered, watered by hundreds of millions of creatures. He just tried it, and it actually succeeded. There are already many places in this continent that are completely destroyed. Turned into the underworld, otherwise he would not be able to attract the fire of hell.
Wang Dong was in big trouble. He was not allowed to fight against the three Shaoqian again, and every time he had to separate a part of his soul power to wrap it around his body to avoid being burned. He couldn't be distracted at all for a while.
At this time, the entire battlefield was heating up, and everyone was fighting to the point of madness. The battle, which was originally enough to last for half a month, was pushed to its peak on the first day.
The reason is very simple. Whether it is the Underworld Lord, the old woman, or Kong Jie, they all know their own weaknesses and cannot be easily consumed in the long term, so they strive to solve their opponents in the shortest possible time, so this battle is extremely brutal.
"puff!"
Suddenly, there was a sword cry, and scarlet blood stained the sky. The deputy master of the Dark Netherworld was penetrated by the blood-dropping sword in Shifang Tianyi's hand, which was exactly the same as Wang Dong's sword.
"Ah..." Anzi roared, going crazy, rushing towards his opponent with all his strength, fighting with his life.
He was raised by Qianli Yanluo single-handedly, and the two of them usually didn't show much affection, but in his heart, Qianli Yanluo was almost his only relative. One can imagine his sadness at this time.
At this time, Nong Ji on the battlefield to the east had almost fallen into a state of madness, and the overwhelming red chains filled every inch of the void. These were the laws of heaven, accompanied by an inescapable curse, and they were only useful to Shifang Tianyi.
This made Shifang Tianyi have to take it seriously. It has to be said that he had indeed underestimated his apprentice before. After a battle, he was even suppressed repeatedly, so he chose to be just one step away from the half-step king. Qianli Yanluo took the lead in killing him.
With the death of Qianli Yanluo, Nongji and Nishang finally became more and more passive, but the sword in Nongji's hand made an unyielding buzz, and it wanted his master to know that it was still capable of fighting.
And Nishang's soul power is like a surge supporting Nong Ji from behind. Almost every time Nong Ji is injured, she can heal it immediately. This is not something that just anyone can do. You must know that when Nong Ji is fighting with Shifang When Tianyi fights, he is equivalent to a different kind of half-step king in a sense. It is usually difficult for such a person to be treated immediately when he is injured.
At the same time, bursts of Zen sounds came from the battlefield in the west. This was a different kind of battle.
Kong Jie's strength is far higher than that of the fierce monk Ku Ji, but Kong Jie has always only suppressed Kong Ji and did not cause Kong Ji to die.
In fact, Kuji was almost stunned when he announced his name from Kongjie. This was a monk who was two generations older than him. Originally, he thought he was just a few hundred years older, but in the end, he was suppressed to death. There was no way he could fight back at all.
This is the only place on the entire battlefield that can crush the opponent so completely. Kong Jie is worthy of being a person that even the Underworld Lord and the old woman are afraid of.
But the old monk seemed to be something special. He suppressed Kuji and actually started preaching and talking about Buddhist scriptures.
In an instant, the world on the western battlefield was filled with scriptures with the word "swastika", and these scriptures finally rushed into Kuhe's mind word for word.
"Ah... old bald donkey, let the Buddha go. Kill me if you can. Are you bothered by the nonsense?" Kuji kept cursing, but the more scriptures he listened to, the heavier his body became, and finally the top of his head A huge "swastika" was suspended, like a mountain pressing on his head.
Kuji's scoldings became more and more unpleasant, and he couldn't escape the old bald donkey's words. He heard the old woman and the handsome man fighting not far away were speechless for a while. It was really weird that this guy was a monk himself but he kept calling others old bald donkeys.
However, it was obvious that Kuji's curses had no effect at all. The old monk Kong Jie fell into meditation and sat cross-legged in the void, except for his mouth that was still moving, without any other reaction.
Even so, no one from the enemy was prepared to make a sneak attack and rescue Monk Kuji. Everyone could see that this old monk was frighteningly powerful, and now it seemed that he came specifically for the scum of Buddhism.
Of course, if you can, try not to provoke him. Otherwise, if such an old Buddha goes crazy, I don’t know if anyone will be able to stop him.
"Old bald donkey, you have to be honest with me. I heard the scriptures for more than ten years and my ears were numb, so I killed the old abbot and burned all the scriptures except martial arts secret books. You The fuck is coming again now?" Kuji cursed wildly.
On the other side, there was an unexpected battle. The handsome man fighting the old woman from the Jade Palace was actually quite strong.
Not only that, even when facing the elders, he did not intend to use the dragging technique. Instead, he went head-to-head with the old woman, using his strongest skills and martial arts to confront the old woman.
Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, both his heart and the Tao were filled with swordsmanship. In the end, his whole body was like a sword soaring into the sky, extremely sharp.
"I underestimated you." The old woman said, and the more she beat, the more frightened she became. A person who became a half-step king more than a hundred years later than him was not weaker than her in terms of martial spirit or avenue. The person in front of her was Man can be said to be a wizard.
The handsome man had a sneer on his face and said, "It's all thanks to you."
He felt miserable in his heart. All of this was indeed caused by the old woman. If the old woman hadn't come to the rescue, his family would not have been destroyed, and she would not have died.
When all this happened, he was disheartened, wandering around and suffering humiliation. He never fought back, was too lazy to fight back, and was even less able to fight back.
Until one day he came to the Jade Girl Palace again and saw a sword in a stone pavilion. He recognized this sword as the sword of the woman who felt infinite guilt in his heart. From then on, the sword stayed with him until one day. One day the sword disappeared.
He was the sword, the sword was him, and that day he became a half-step king, a half-step king who was still wandering around and suffering all the humiliation.
Only in this way could he ease the pain in his heart, but in the end he had enough. Several times he came to the Jade Girl Palace, but he never crossed the gap, let alone entered.
That day he felt that he was crazy. He found all the people who had humiliated him before, cut out the bones and skins one by one, and made scarecrows. He placed them in the rice fields and watched the crows fall and fly up, without scaring them at all.
"Buzz!"
The sound of swords resounded throughout the world. Behind the handsome man was a sword tower, and the path he walked was a sword path.
"Old thief, you are so cruel. I will dig it out today to see what color it is. I can watch my niece commit suicide with my own eyes, but blame others." The handsome man roared, and the sword tower behind him trembled crazily.
The old woman sneered and said, "I told her a long time ago that no man is good. She didn't believe it, but she lost her life foolishly. Even if I am wrong, you can't get away with it."
boom!
The void exploded, and the old woman was indeed powerful enough. Every time she raised her hand to shake the sword, she showed the unprecedented terrifying law of the great road. Every time she struck, it seemed like a random blow, but it could resonate with the way of heaven.
The so-called way of heaven is inherently different. In everyone's mind, heaven is different, so the way of heaven is naturally different. The way of next heaven is by no means comparable to Fan Buqun's way of heaven.
The old woman has never left the Jade Girl Palace in her life, and she spends almost every boring time practicing. No matter how talented she is, she is absolutely terrible year after year.
When these two completely different avenues that were both heading towards the top collided, the world was completely boiling.
The handsome scholar had no intention of stopping, because he wanted to see if the old woman's heart was dark. The old woman also had no intention of showing mercy. If this person really loved her niece, she should be buried with her as early as possible.
(End of chapter)