wicked immortal

Although Aunt Six and Aunt Nine were women, they did not give in to men. Taking advantage of the condescending location, they attacked with all their might, and their mighty aura immediately attracted the attention of the temple sect.

"Beat the stone with an egg!"

Seeing the two women swooping in, Miaozong snorted coldly, looked up at the two women, and remained motionless.

"Old thief, die!"

Sixth Aunt was the first to blast Miaozong with a punch, the fierce gangster energy formed a hurricane, and the momentum was terrifying.

At the same time, Aunt Jiu did not spare any effort, angrily yelled, and followed Aunt Six with a punch.

The two fierce qi met in the air, rubbed against each other, and made a thrilling whistling sound, which made people's faces change.

"Good come!"

At this time, Miaozong blocked thousands of troops with the power of one person. Just when he was in high spirits, he let out a long roar, raised the golden scepter in his hand, and suddenly hit the two of them with a scepter, and the golden scepter burst into a rage. With incomparable power, it made countless howling and roaring sounds, like a demon released from hell.

suddenly!

An extremely dangerous breath spread in the air.

"not good!"

Almost instinctively, Miao Zong looked down and was horrified. He saw a sharp arrow shooting towards him not far ahead. The sharp arrow was extremely strange and silent, like a ghost.

Miao Zong let out an earth-shattering roar, the scepter that was originally aimed at Aunt Liu and Aunt Jiu abruptly changed direction, and swept towards the silent sharp arrow.

Pong!

The ghost-like sharp arrow was hit by the golden scepter, and it turned into dust after making a loud noise. In the air, the shattered sharp arrows fluttered one after another, as if countless mosquitoes were flying...

"what……"

Aunt Six and Aunt Nine's fierce fists hit Miao Zong's body, Miao Zong let out a heart-piercing scream and spurted a mouthful of blood.

Miao Zong is worthy of being a god warrior. Under the heavy blow, his golden long sleeves flicked suddenly. Sixth Aunt and Nine Aunts flew upside down like bullets like being hit by a bloody bull. The sky was rained with blood. .

With just one move, Miaozong severely injured the sixth aunt and ninth aunt. It can be seen that his fighting power is ferocious.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Seeing that Miaozong was injured, the residents who were terrified of being killed were immediately refreshed. Amidst the shouts of killing, the residents who were hesitant to move forward once again launched a brave charge, taking the opportunity to beat the dog in the water .

Miaozong stood on the steps, with a shocking bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, he didn't move, as if he didn't see the crowd rushing towards him like a tide.

Miaozong is looking for someone.

A man who shoots arrows.

Finally, amidst the tens of thousands of people, Miaozong found his target.

It was a young man, a young man with long hair who stood motionless in the crowd. The temple sect knew him, and it was he who killed one of his most powerful arms, the golden belt angel.

The man was standing in the crowd, holding a longbow, looking indifferently, with a pair of deep eyes, quietly looking at Miaozong.

The eyes of the two met.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, which was a mockery.

Seeing the sneer at the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, Miao Zong's mouth actually had a sneer.

"You have to die!"

When Zhao Yuan heard Miaozong spit out the three words, it seemed to be right next to his ear, extremely clear.

"not good!"

A sense of danger came without any warning.

Before he could think about it, Zhao Yuan bent his bow and set his arrows one after another. In a flash, he shot at least 30 sharp arrows.

late!

Countless sharp arrows turned into powder, and the scepter in Miaozong's hand flickered and appeared in front of Zhao Yuan's eyes. The golden scepter inlaid with jade hit Zhao Yuan's chest heavily, and there was a muffled "Peng" sound. , a wild force penetrated into Zhao Yuan's body, and Zhao Yuan felt like his internal organs were displaced.

Zhao Yuan fell, and the residents around him retreated one after another, giving way to an open space.

Miaozong's golden crown was crooked, and his golden robe was torn, revealing his strong muscles.

The residents were photographed by the bravery of the temple sect, and their faces showed fear, and they did not dare to move forward.

Miaozong stood as tall as a mountain, staring at Zhao Yuan on the ground, his body remained motionless.

"It's you who died!"

Zhao Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and slowly untied the heavy black-backed long knife on his back.Although the temple sect severely injured Zhao Yuan, he couldn't take Zhao Yuan's life, because Zhao Yuan had a dragon armor to protect his body.

The black-backed long knife, under the noon sun, shone with a soul-stirring cold light. Seeing the cold light, the residents of New Moon City subconsciously took another step back, because they felt a rare and unparalleled ferocity Qi.

The main killer of the black-backed long sword was made of black iron, which even cultivators fear. Before Zhao Yuan obtained the black-backed long sword, it did not know how many lives it harvested. After falling into Zhao Yuan's hands, it beheaded countless people. Heroes and heroes, the more fierce their aura.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, Zhao Yuan, who was staggering, held a black-backed long knife in both hands, and walked towards the temple sect step by step.

Miaozong stared at Zhao Yuan with gloomy eyes, still motionless.

Thousands of people watched this eerie scene, and the atmosphere was suffocating. People held their breath for fear of disturbing the two of them.

People were waiting for Miaozong's earth-shattering attack.

Quiet, silent silence.

The silence, the silence that can be heard when a needle falls.

Slowly, slowly, Zhao Yuan raised the black-backed long knife, and then, a strange scene appeared, Miaozong remained motionless, allowing Zhao Yuan to press the black-backed long knife on his chest.

Seeing the sharp long knife lowered on his chest, Miaozong was helpless, because it was difficult for him to even move his fingers.

Although Miaozong is a god warrior, he is still a human being, not a god. With his own strength, he blocked the attacks of the residents who were not afraid of death. Injured by Aunt Six and Aunt Nine's fierce imperial power.

When Miaozong tried to cull Zhao Yuan, he was severely injured by countless sharp arrows again. After persisting until Zhao Yuan was severely injured, he was exhausted and had no more energy left.

"goodbye!"

A bright smile appeared on Zhao Yuan's face, and with a sudden force on his arm, the sharp black-backed long knife pierced Miao Zong's chest, like cutting tofu, and the bloody tip of the knife emerged from the back of his heart.

"Who are you?" Miaozong looked at Zhao Yuan, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Yuan."

"There are also 23 temple sects at the level of gods, devils and warriors." A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Miaozong's mouth.

"They will all die." Zhao Yuan smiled with a calm expression on his face.

"You?" Miaozong wanted to laugh out loud, but he couldn't. He coughed a few times, and what he coughed up was black blood.In fact, if it wasn't for Zhao Yuan's long knife support, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"My belief is the devil." Zhao Yuan suddenly took a step closer, whispering softly with his ears attached to Miaozong.

"Ah...you...you..."

"I also know that your belief is also a devil."

"Pfft..." Miao Zong looked at Zhao Yuan in horror, his body trembled violently, because he was too excited, he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the dirty blood sprayed towards Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan didn't dodge, and let him spray blood on his face.

"The temple is finished, I will replace Xuantian God Magister."

Zhao Yuan stretched his five fingers, grabbed the golden crown on Miao Zong's head, held the long knife in his right hand, and pulled it out suddenly, the bloody long knife was pulled out, and Miao Zong stared at Zhao Yuan with eyes full of unwillingness. He kept inciting, as if he wanted to say something.

"Go!"

Zhao Yuan loosened his left hand, and swung the long knife in his right hand like lightning. Miao Zong's head flew into the sky, and then fell heavily on the ground, blood spilled in the sky. At the same time, Miao Zong's headless body , and fell straight into a pool of blood like dry wood.