Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1322 Killing God

Just now, before making a move, he wanted Jian Fengyun to kneel down and beg for mercy, but in the end, he was beaten to the ground by the opponent just once, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"How, how do you feel?"

Jian Fengyun slapped him over, directly slapping Dongfang Qiyu's left face down, bleeding everywhere from one head.

Dongfang Qiyu's wounded body just knelt there, unable to move.

His whole body was smashed to pieces by Jian Fengyun.

However, his eyes were blood red, staring at Jian Fengyun, it was terribly cold.

Obviously, he really wanted to curse Jian Fengyun a few times, and wanted to cut Jian Fengyun into pieces.

But unfortunately, he can't do it now.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

All this happened so suddenly, no one thought that Jian Fengyun's battle would be so extraordinary that he could crush Dongfang Qiyu, a nine-star God Emperor Realm.

The people behind had no time to stop them, the two elders of the Dongfang family rushed over like wolves and tigers, urging all their strength to suppress Jian Fengyun, but they were stopped by elder Daoyi and others.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you yet, because I will send the Dongfang family disciples who are helping you behind you on their way first."

Jian Fengyun looked at Dongfang Qiyu calmly.

He was not afraid of Dongfang Qiyu's murderous gaze.

In the past, he had also looked at Dongfang Qiyu in this way.

As for the disciples of the Dongfang family around them, since they chose to help Dongfang Qiyu rob him, they must be prepared to die.

"You devil, go to hell!"

Behind, a disciple of the Dongfang family's face was livid, and he sacrificed a small blue pagoda. The moment the small pagoda rushed out, terrifying divine power spread out, as if it was also a gold-level artifact.

Although it is only a gold-level artifact, there is a not-so-weak attack in the small tower, at least comparable to a strong person in the Shenzong realm.

The majestic power of the pagoda pervades all directions.

Obviously, this is an artifact given to him by the elders of the Dongfang family, allowing him to use it to save his life at critical moments.

Under the brilliance of the pagoda, the surrounding void seemed to be cracking.

Just when the divine power of the pagoda appeared in front of Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun moved, and a burst of black light flashed across his eyes, as if a killing god had moved a killing year.

"The invisible sword!"

In an instant, countless strands of sword energy swept out from the surrounding void, turning into a storm of sword energy and surrounding the small blue tower.

"Shadowless Sword!"

Jian Fengyun pinched the sword formula again.

Clang!

In the next moment, the blue pagoda began to shatter little by little directly at the House of Sword Qi.

"puff!"

Before the pagoda was shattered, countless sword qi directly passed through the man's chest, the sword light flickered, and the blood qi bloomed.

"what--"

The man let out a scream, and his whole body was pierced by the sword energy, piercing through the front and back of his body.

Jian Fengyun stood in the battleship like a god and demon, holding the Penta Kill Sword in one hand, picked it up with the tip of the sword, and injected divine power into it for a shock.

With a "poof", blood spattered, and the corpse was torn apart and flew in all directions.

Flesh and bones fell with a lot of blood.

The soul of this person was also ruthlessly killed by Jian Fengyun, and Wushajian drank blood and became even more ferocious.

Jian Fengyun, on the other hand, had loose black hair, held the Penta Kill Sword, and strode forward without stopping.

"This... is too scary!"

In the Five Gods City, all the spectators were stunned. Such a method of killing was clean and tidy, terrifying and frightening.

Jian Fengyun pushed forward, every time he took a step, the ground would vibrate, like a giant walking forward, holding the five-kill sword lightly in his hand, blood flowing.

And his black hair is like a waterfall, like a peerless war god.

Boom!Boom!
There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the two elders of the Dongfang family rushed towards Jian Fengyun with two attacks despite their injuries.

Those two attacks were like a vast ocean, the divine splendor filled the four directions, drowning the void, as if they wanted to kill Jian Fengyun directly.

However, what was left to them was only an afterimage, Jian Fengyun's speed was too fast.

The speed of Tianchibu made him feel like he was walking in another time and space, separated from the world and unaffected.

Holding the bloody five-kill sword in his hand, he rushed towards the rest of the Dongfang family with a step of hundreds of feet, his black hair flying, and his murderous aura permeated all directions.

At this moment, his whole body is like breaking free from the [-]th floor of hell, the Asura Killing God used to fight out from the underworld.

The faces of the remaining six younger generations of the Dongfang family all changed drastically.

Jian Fengyun's aura was too terrifying, and a strong coercion came down, and each of them had to fight hard.

"what--"

One of the disciples of the Dongfang family screamed, and just now he shrank a few words from Jian Fengyun contemptuously, but at this moment, he could only sacrifice an artifact fan to block the air, protecting himself below.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled violently, making noise in the gust of wind like eternal ice, trembling endlessly.

Jian Fengyun holds the Five Kills Sword in his hand, and regards it as a huge life-slaying knife, holding it with both hands, he slashes down, driving the towering sword energy, engulfing the void.

"Crack!"

Jian Fengyun swung the five-kill sword and slashed down, smashing the dead and smashing the dead, directly smashing the mighty fan of the divine weapon into pieces, scattering it in all directions.

"what--"

The young Dongfang family warrior yelled, a crack appeared between his brows, blood burst out, and his eyes were full of fear.

He felt the breath of death.

At this moment, he regretted so much, regretted that when he saw Jian Fengyun just now, he didn't directly beg for mercy or hid away.

Before death, there was no time for him to regret.

"puff!"

The Five Kills Sword in Jian Fengyun's hand was no different from the blade's edge, he slashed down, and at the same time as he broke the precious fan, the blade cut into the man's head.

The blood surged wildly, he slashed down hard, and the blade was like a bolt of lightning, splitting the man's body into two halves, which were very symmetrical.

A large piece of blood gushed out, diffused, and the two halves of the body fell to the two sides, shattered into pieces of meat on the ground, horror was written on the face, and endless fear was in the eyes.

The disciple of the Dongfang family died, and Jian Fengyun's figure passed him directly, with his hair flying, as black as ink.

"Buzz!"

The five-kill sword in his hand sang softly in the wind, blood dripped down, and he stood there like a god of killing.

There are five other disciples from the Dongfang family.

They didn't dare to confront Jian Fengyun anymore, they started to run away and fled in all directions.

In their eyes, Jian Fengyun is the god of death.

If you stay, you will definitely die without a whole body.

At this time, they didn't care about the face of the God Emperor's family anymore.

After all, what's the use of showing face if life doesn't come.

"Do you want to leave now?"

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth curled into a cold smile.

It seemed that he had expected all of this.

The next moment, his right hand was raised.

(End of this chapter)