The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Ao Junxie was stunned when he saw Zheng, but he heard Qing Kuang beside him say loudly:

"I will deal with Burning Soul and the poison masters of Miaojiang, and the prince can concentrate on fighting these high-level warriors! Be careful, they are the backbone of the Temple of Light, and each of them has the strength of the Spirit Emperor!"

The voice came, and the maddened figure had already rushed to the rear of the white-clothed warriors, and Fen Hun and his Miaojiang people went away...

"Spirit Emperor rank? Hmph! Then I want to try, what kind of power will a hundred masters of the Spirit Emperor rank in the Temple of Light unite!"

Ao Junxie let out a loud snort, and the purple-white light in his hand flickered. When the spiritual power was gathered in the palm of his hand, the ancient red dragon sword was also fused with powerful force, and his whole body turned bright red, as if he had just been fished out of a furnace. [

hiss!

There was a bang that seemed to come from the underworld, and an incomparably overbearing sword energy flew out of his hand. Wherever it touched, even the air was burned, leaving behind solidified sparks...

More than a dozen temple fighters of the Linghuang rank had just pulled out their long swords, and before they could make a move, Ao Junxie's sharp blow had already rushed forward, and the trajectory of the sword blade formed a line in the air. The bright afterimage only made their whole body tremble suddenly, and their backs were cold.

The weapon in his hand also unconsciously changed from attack to defense.

It's just that the sword qi of more than a dozen spirit emperor ranks became vulnerable to the sweeping of the red dragon sword qi of the Aojun evil spirit saint rank.

The dozens of spirit emperor sword qi that had just been gathered together disappeared without a trace, as if being rushed into a flock of sheep by a fierce tiger...

More than a dozen long swords, together with the bodies of more than a dozen white-robed warriors, flew scatteredly into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, their muscles and bones shattered!

With one move, all the white-robed warriors standing in front were killed!

With such power, even Ao Junxie himself was taken aback.

He looked at the scorching long sword in Ao Junxie's hand, and then at the corpse of the temple warrior on the ground.In front of him, the remaining senior warriors of the temple involuntarily took a step back!

What a noble and rare status a strong man of the Linghuang rank used to be in this Fengyun Continent!

Now, he couldn't survive even one move, and was as fragile as an ant under the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit and the Chilong Divine Artifact!

"Prehistoric sword fire! Ao Junxie...has become a unique skill in the temple?"

Countless pairs of light blue eyes, set off by the pale robe, at this moment, Yu Fadi looked terrified and trembling!

The remaining ninety high-ranking warriors in the temple looked at Ao Junxie and whispered tremblingly.

Finally, Ao Junxie saw fear and weakness in the countless pairs of light blue pupils in front of him who were so proud and disdainful of the warriors of Fengyun Continent!

He knew that this time, the warriors of the Temple of Light were really scared!Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered looking at the butcher!

Ao Junxie didn't say a word, holding the long sword in his hand, and slowly took steps towards the white-robed warriors in the Temple of Light.

Every time they took a step forward, the dozens of white-robed warriors subconsciously took a step back. [

Thinking of the indomitable temple fighters on the Black Rock Peak in the evil land, and this group of trembling white-robed humans in front of them, in just five years, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes in strength!

"Now, you should think again, who is the low-level warrior in Fengyun Continent, and who is the strong one who has the last laugh!"