Qiankun supreme

()"kill……"

A strong killing intent swept across, pushing in all directions.

The man's eyes were sharp, his murderous aura permeated, and he was extremely terrifying, as if he wanted to devour the world.

He holds a long spear in his hand, extremely powerful, he raises the long spear, intending to pierce the world.

He was surrounded by mighty armies and horses, surrounding him in the center, the situation was very bad.

The man did not panic, nor was he timid, but full of endless fighting spirit. He held the spear tightly with both hands, pointed the spear horizontally, and looked majestic.

Especially his cloak, which was soaked in blood, fluttered wildly in the breeze, fearlessly.

Thousands of troops and horses were taken by this momentum, and they dared not step forward.

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, which was a kind of contempt, and even more a kind of contempt.

"kill!!!"

With one shot, the situation changed, and a huge hurricane rolled up without warning. He pointed his spear at it, and the hurricane danced along with it.

"Wind style!"

The man roared, and the hurricane swept all directions. Wherever it passed, the ground was cracked and nothing remained. At this moment, within a radius of one hundred feet, mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, animals and plants became extinct, and there was nothing left.

Not only that, the troops swept by the hurricane were also turned into fly ash, which was very tragic.

This blow almost destroyed half of the enemy's troops.

The man was extremely cold and unmoved, his heart was extremely cold, his emotions did not fluctuate at all, he was like a killing machine, he blocked his perception.

He dragged the spear, he was very tired, but his eyes were still firm, and his heart would not be shaken, even if it was death.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He walked towards the army with firm steps, without any hesitation, even if his body was seriously injured, he never turned back.

That shot, the style of the wind, exhausted a lot of his spiritual energy, but his fighting spirit was high and he was never afraid.

brush brush...

Several figures appeared in front of him, blocking his way. They finally knew that even if this man was seriously injured, even if his aura was exhausted, even if he had only one breath left, these ordinary fighters still couldn't take him down. Instead, it became his soul under the gun.

The man's aura reached its peak, and his fighting spirit also reached its peak.

These few people, they are wearing armor, they look like people above the king level, because the armor they wear is not the python robes of princes and strongmen at all, and Zhou Zhu can't distinguish their armor at all, he only knows that they are very powerful, because He felt a suffocation.

At this time, their eyes were gloomy, they gave the man a cold look, and then attacked from different directions.

I saw energies intertwined all over the sky, the wind howled, and the heaven and the earth wept, like a battle to destroy the world, making people terrified and crying.

The powerful force came overwhelming, and the man did not have the slightest fear.

At this time, the spear became his only one. He held it tightly and looked up at the sky, but his thoughts traveled to the distance.

There is a woman there, a gentle and dignified woman is looking into the distance under the peony pavilion, looking forward to it.

There is a thatched hut there, and a white-haired old woman is weaving clothes, kind and kind.

There is a thatched hut, and a white-haired old man is practicing with his eyes closed under the hut.

There is a kind of palace there, which is not very splendid, but has a thick history. A man over fifty years old solemnly ordered.

Seeing this, the man smiled. This kind of smile is very complicated, and I don't know what it means. In short, after this smile, the whole world became gloomy, with dark clouds pressing down on the ground, as if it was the end of the world.

Immediately afterwards, in the sky, thunder and lightning broke out of the void, like golden iron chains, trying to bind the heaven and the earth.

Then I saw portals opening in the void, and every time a portal was opened, an astonishing power poured out.

The sky was scorched by fire, the sky was romantic, and the wind swept the sky. Then, the meteorite fell, and the two elements of light and darkness swept the sky. Then, the wood element was like an introduction. In the sky, all kinds of forces suddenly mixed together. The place suddenly went berserk.

"Broken style!"

The man's voice is not loud, but to others' ears, it is like the sound of death.

The various forces flying towards him were immediately absorbed by the various forces above the sky, and they took it as their own.

As soon as the man lifted the spear, sand and rocks flew away, and suddenly, there was an explosion sound. The place where the man was was the center of the explosion, and the violent force above the sky was attracted by the spear.

All the energy suddenly became a hodgepodge. In this place, the void was broken, and groups of energy fluctuations were pushed out. Those so-called thousands of troops were contaminated with this power, and immediately turned into fly ash, leaving nothing.

This place has already rioted, the chaos is extremely chaotic, and nothing can be seen clearly. In the end, a wave hit Zhou Zhu's soul.

Zhou Zhu woke up immediately.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Zhu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was frightened by the force.

"It's too strong. That shot destroyed the world. It's really terrifying!" Zhou Zhu patted his heart. Only now did he realize that he was gasping for breath.

"Broken form? The last form of the broken formula is actually so powerful." Zhou Zhu recalled: "I feel that it is not impossible for that form to destroy a country."

Zhou Zhu thought a lot, this dream is very strange, this is not the first time he dreamed of that man, when they set off to Yancheng to participate in the town competition, when the mayor encouraged the soldiers, Zhou Zhu had this kind of situation.

At that time, although he didn't dream about this scene, it was a trance feeling, and he couldn't figure out why he encountered such a thing.

"Could it be the reason for the deadly gun?"

Zhou Zhu took out this long spear. It is one foot and two feet long. The body of the gun is made of chaotic Jingjing steel, which is very hard and flexible. The tip of the spear is shaped like lightning, implying indomitability.

Zhou Zhu looked at it carefully, but he found nothing except that the gun body was full of runes, and there was nothing unusual at all.

"Could it be that I was wrong, and it wasn't the gun?" Zhou Zhu scratched his head: "Then why are there those things in my head?"

"wrong!"

"Wind style? Broken style?" Zhou Zhu suddenly thought of something: "By the way, when I just got this long spear, Senior Qingyang passed me a formula at that time, and that formula seemed to mention some kind of wind style, broken style... ..."

Zhou Zhu thought about that formula seriously, and suddenly, that formula changed in his mind.

Qingyanghen's voice suddenly reminded him: "Pojue is divided into nine styles, namely water style, fire style, earth style, wood style, thunder style, wind style, light style, dark style and breaking style..."

"The long spear you got now is one of Jiujiu's 81 long spears. It is called the wind gun. And now you can learn one of the breaking formulas, that is the wind style."

Suddenly, the spear in Zhou Zhu's hand trembled, and a memory flowed in his heart. After a long time, Zhou Zhu came to his senses.

He muttered to himself: "It turns out that the wind gun has nine rods, each of which records the wind style's moves. Only when the nine rods are combined into one can the wind style be achieved."