Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 373, Killing Martial Saints in a row
Whizzing! .
Under the leadership of the guarding elders, more than a dozen martial saints from the Bad Luck Sect bravely soared into the sky, facing off against the huge fleet, like a dozen sheep facing a herd of tigers.

"Which one is the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, can you come out and see him?"

The eyes of the guardian elder swept across the fleet.

Long Buqi stepped out from the largest battleship and stepped forward alone.

The elders opened their mouths, hesitating to speak, but when the two armies were confronting each other, it was very dangerous for the commander to go out alone. Thinking of Long Buqi's terrifying strength, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​persuasion.

Long Buqi said indifferently, "I am."

"It is rumored that the Heavenly Demon Sect Master is a young hero. We met today, and he really deserves his reputation." The guarding elder first complimented, and then said righteously, "Our Bad Luck Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect have always kept the same water, why did the Sect Master lead the crowd to attack our Bad Fortune Sect? teach?"

Long Buqi looked indifferent, "There is no enmity between the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Misfortune Sect, but you seem to have forgotten that the hatred between me and the Misfortune Sect has deepened."

The guarding elder's face was stiff. He deliberately avoided the enmity between Long Buqi and the Bad Luck Cult. However, Long Buqi directly brought it up, making it impossible for him to evade, "The enmity between the suzerain and our Bad Luck Cult is purely personal. , starting a war between the two ancient sects will definitely hurt both sides, isn’t the suzerain considering the Ten Thousand Years Foundation of the Heavenly Demon Sect?”

Long Buqi sneered, "Even if you talk about hype, you can't escape death today. If the dignified Tianmo sect can't even settle the personal grievances of its suzerain, what's the use of Wannian foundation?"

More than a dozen elders of the Bad Luck Cult angrily reprimanded.

"In order to get revenge on our Bad Luck Sect, you let the entire Heavenly Demon Sect go to war with our Bad Luck Sect, it's really selfish!"

"For personal grievances, regardless of the Ten Thousand Years Foundation of the Demon Sect, you are not worthy of being the suzerain of the Demon Sect today!".
Long Buqi looked indifferent, "That's right, I'm that selfish! The Heavenly Demon Sect is originally a Demon Sect, and it's not a decent sect. Your Bad Luck Sect accepts the business of killing people, and it's not an orthodox sect. Everyone is doing despicable and shameless deeds. Why bother?" So hypocritical, what kind of benevolence and righteousness are you talking about?"

The faces of more than a dozen elders of the Misfortune Sect were ashen.

"You are arrogant!"

"It is a misfortune for the Heavenly Demon Sect to have someone like you be the suzerain!".
The elders of the Tianmo sect looked embarrassed. Although the Tianmo sect is a demon sect and pursues whatever they want, it is an ancient sect after all and will abide by the basic principles of benevolence and righteousness. It is not as unbearable as Long Buqi said.

"Do you kill yourself, or let me do it yourself?" Long Buqi's eyes were cold, the bad luck sect was surrounded, and more than a dozen elders looked pitiful, but they were not worthy of sympathy, because these people were all one step away from the bad luck sect killer. He crawled to the position of the elder step by step, his hands filled with the blood of innocent people.

boom!
At the sixth stage of the holy realm, he erupted with an aura no less than that of the Great Sage, boundless and boundless.

More than a dozen elders of the Unfortunate Sect were pale and their eyes were full of shock. The story of Long Buqi killing the Great Sage had already spread throughout the continent, making people unable to think of fighting him. However, at this critical moment of life and death, no Not even hand to hand.

Boom boom boom!
Long Buqi stepped on the anti-dragon step and walked forward. With every step, the void shattered!

"Let me meet him. I'd like to see if the world-renowned Heavenly Demon Sect Master deserves his name!" An Elder of Misfortune couldn't bear the tremendous pressure, and with a ferocious face, he roared and rushed out.

hum!
The Duntian movement technique was cast out and merged into the void.

Invisible and formless, murderous aura is everywhere!
Long Buqi seemed to have eyes behind his back, he didn't look at it, he just pointed out with a finger, and the bright sword energy came out through the finger.

puff!
A wisp of blood mist burst out from behind!
A corpse fell out of the void, Elder Doom's eyes widened, pupils full of fear, until he died he didn't understand how Long Buqi knew his position.

The remaining elders of the Misfortune Sect were all pale, and the strength of Long Buqi was too terrifying. A seventh-rank Martial Saint killed with one finger!

The elders of the Tianmo sect looked calm and there was no surprise. Even a demon master died in the hands of Long Buqi. It was too easy to kill a seventh-rank martial saint.

"The suzerain's strength has already entered the top ranks of the mainland. If the Great Sage does not come out, no one can compete with him!"

"The most important thing is that the great sages of all sects and races have reached the peak of their cultivation, and it is difficult to improve any more, while the suzerain is on the rise. In the future, the entire continent will be the suzerain's world!".
Long Buqi glanced coldly at the dozen or so elders of the Bad Luck Cult, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to survive, whoever can catch me, I'll let him leave safely."

The eyes of more than a dozen elders of the Bad Luck Church lit up, as if they saw the hope of survival.

"Is this true?"

"As the majestic lord of the Heavenly Demon, you promise to keep your word, I hope you don't go back on your word!".
The eyes of all the elders of the Tianmo Sect are full of pity. Long Buqi can kill a ninth-level martial saint with one move. Among the ten elders of the Bad Luck Sect, the highest cultivation level is an eighth-level martial saint. He wants to take his move , easier said than done?

The guardian elder of the bad luck branch stood up, his eyes were empty, and he was lost in memory, "I practiced martial arts at the age of ten, became a martial king at the age of 30, and was promoted to a martial saint at the age of 210. I have practiced for more than [-] years and have reached the eighth level. Martial Saint, among my contemporaries, you can be called a top genius, I don't believe it, I can't even take a single move from you!"

The corners of Long Buqi's lips curled up a little strangely, and he beckoned, "You'll know if you try it?"

boom!
The cultivation of the guarding elder broke out completely, and the eighth layer of sanctuary emerged, as if a world stood in front of him.

hum!
A gray shield appeared in the palm, it was an eighth-level defensive holy weapon, and it was also blocking the front!
"die!"

Long Buqi's eyes froze, and he rushed directly, stepping against the dragon.

Boom boom boom!
The momentum reached its peak, and he turned into a dragon's claw in his palm, and struck out suddenly.

puff!
Instantly pierced through the Eightfold Sanctuary.

The dragon claw slammed on the gray shield fiercely.

Click! .
Cracks suddenly appeared.

The gray shield lasted for a while, but it couldn't hold it back. It shattered completely and flew in all directions!
puff!
A blood fog blooms!
The body of the guarding elder of the branch of the Misfortune Sect was pierced, and there was a bit of bitterness, "I still overestimated myself, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon really deserves his reputation. As a killer, I am not a pity to die. I hope you can spare those innocent people."

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind, which made Long Buqi slightly startled, "Yes, I will only kill people taught by bad luck."

"Thank you." The guarding elder showed a smile, but the smile froze quickly, his eyes dimmed, and the corpse fell like a meteor, staining the sky with blood.

For some reason, Long Buqi suddenly lost his desire to kill, and waved to the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect in disappointment, "Kill me, and leave no one behind."

(End of this chapter)