Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1859 Waste

"My lord!"

The expressions of the disciples of Shura Hall changed drastically.

But it's a pity that with their strength, they can't get involved in the battle between the Fusion Realm, and even if they can, the speed is far behind Jin Zhengyan.

At this moment, Jin Zhengyan succeeded in one blow, and his eyes were full of fierceness, full of cruelty.

With a flash of his figure, he shot away like a lightning bolt.

Obviously, he didn't want to give the opponent any chance to stand up and escape, and wanted to kill him quickly.

A bright sword shadow also fell immediately, carrying the meaning of killing.

"My lord, be careful!"

The disciples of Shura Palace were anxious, but there was nothing they could do. They could only watch this scene helplessly, watching that domineering sword slash towards Yuming Shura who was flying out in a hurry. Once this sword fell, the latter would be killed. On the spot, he must have been seriously injured and died.

Looking at this sword, Yuming Shura's expression could not help but change drastically, and a touch of paleness appeared on his face.

He was injured before, and he has not yet stabilized his figure at this moment, how can he take this blow.

Moreover, there is already a big gap in strength between the two, and the power of this sword, even in his heyday, he would not dare to take it head-on.

Not to mention being hit hard at the moment.

So... Facing this sword, his complexion also became extremely ugly.

On the contrary, the corner of Jin Zhengyan's mouth curled up with a cruel pleasure, as if he had already foreseen the fate of his opponent.

The sword fell immediately.

The crowd turned pale with shock. Kim Jong-yum's dominance once again penetrated into his mind.

brush!

However, at this critical moment, a blue sword shadow suddenly fell from the nine heavens, like a blue long rainbow, piercing through the sky and the earth, and struck first before Jin Zhengyan's sword was about to fall.

This sword pierced through everything, causing the void to collapse.

Jin Zhengyan's sword couldn't bear this majestic energy, and he collapsed inch by inch.

"what happened?"

The crowd was stunned, completely clueless, so no one expected that a sword shadow would suddenly appear at this time.

Jin Zhengyan was no exception, his pupils shrank suddenly, full of disbelief.

He was clearly different from the crowd.

What he couldn't believe was that this sword had such power to defeat his own attack, and what was even more unbelievable was that when the opponent was fighting fiercely with the Slaughter Lord, he still had the energy to pay attention to everything here.

This strength...

"Bastard! You are ignoring me, courting death!" Nine days away, a thunderous voice came, bursting with boundless anger.

Needless to say, the owner of the voice is the Lord of Slaughter.

When he was fighting with himself, the other party actually took care of other battlefields. This made the always domineering Lord of Slaughter, how could he bear it, as if he had been humiliated.

And the crowd below realized at this moment that there was another battle nine days away.

Looking up at the void one by one, curious, bewildered, frightened...

Slowly, the air waves churned, and two majestic figures descended from the nine heavens, like two peerless demon gods.

A statue with a murderous intent fell on the left and right of Jin Zhengyan, which was extremely frightening.

The other one, surrounded by dragon shadows, stood in front of Yuming Shura, and it was naturally Fang Yi.

"It's the Lord of Slaughter! How is it possible?"

"Could the other one be Saint Asura?"

The crowd seemed to have exploded, their eyes full of horror.

The Lord of Slaughter is famous, so many people have seen him, and Fang Yi, although he doesn't know many people, but he is surrounded by dragon shadows, and he is protecting Yuming Shura, so it is not difficult to guess.

During this period of time, Saint Asura's name had already spread.

"I've seen Saint Asura!"

Yuming Shura also stabilized his figure at this moment, his face was pale, and there was even a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"How about it, does it matter?" Fang Yi glanced at him and asked casually.

"Hmph! Ignorant boy, you still have the mood to care about his safety, you are all going to die today!" Jin Zhengyan yelled and interrupted the two of them directly.

His eyes were burning with anger, and it seemed that he was reluctant to cut the person in front of him into pieces.

"It's up to you!" Yuming Shura confronted each other, stepped forward with one step, and the breath in his body also burst out. It can be seen that his injuries are not serious.

However, Fang Yi waved his hand.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but stop.

"You seem to be in a hurry!" Looking up at Jin Zhengyan, Fang Yi's mouth curled into an intriguing smile.

"Of course! Boy, you beheaded my Sacred Fire Cult and Heavenly Killing Sect disciples that day. You didn't expect it to happen today! We have been waiting for you for a long time, and our sect has been impatient to kill you."

Kim Jong-yeon made no secret of his killing intent, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

Judging from what he said, the Lord of Slaughter is here, obviously waiting for Fang Yi to throw himself into the trap.

Fang Yi was not surprised. The two sects had suffered such a big loss, so naturally it was impossible to let it go.

And if they didn't act, they must be waiting for themselves.

However, he still came, because his footsteps would not stop because of the two sects.

"You are very confident, but unfortunately..." Fang Yi shook his head slightly, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his eyes turned cold, and he sent an order: "Yu Ming Shura, I order you to lead the Shura army to bloodbath the Holy Fire Cult, leaving no one behind."

The domineering voice was like a king's sentence.

The crowd was all stunned on the spot, as if they couldn't believe their ears, bloodbath the Holy Fire Cult?If it is so arrogant, it is simply...

Hahaha!

There was a burst of wanton laughter, and Kim Jong-yam seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. Looking at Fang Yi, he looked at an idiot, but no, facing himself and the Lord of Slaughter, how dare the other party Letting go of such wild words, what is it if you are not an idiot?

The expression of the Lord of Slaughter also became extremely strange.

Even Shura Yuming stared blankly at Fang Yi at this moment, not knowing whether he should accept the order or not.

Because according to Fang Yi's intention, he was asked to lead the Shura army, so what about Kim Zhengyan and the Lord of Slaughter?Could it be that Fang Yi wants to fight two with one?

Kim Jong-yeon and the Lord of Slaughter are not the red-haired old monster and Dao Wu.

There was a world of difference between the two, so... he didn't know what to do for a while.

"What? Are you afraid that I won't be the opponent of these two trash?" A faint voice came, and Yuming Shura couldn't help being stunned, his eyes full of horror.

The crowd was also stunned.

What did they hear?

The other party directly called the two suzerains trash, and it was in front of the two suzerains. If they hadn't confirmed from each other's expressions that they had heard correctly, they would never have believed their ears, but the fact...

At this moment, the world fell into a deathly silence.

The atmosphere also became extremely weird.

The two suzerains were surrounded by murderous intent.

"Good! Very good! I have seen a lot of arrogant people, but you are the first one who is so ignorant."

"If this sect doesn't crush you to ashes, it will be hard for God to forgive you."

"die!"

As soon as the word death came out, golden flames in the surrounding void transpired, like a sea of ​​fire, incinerating the world.

(End of this chapter)