Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1387
Boom!

The Eastern Emperor's Palm fell directly and forcefully, and Jian Fengyun's right palm collided with the forest green skull.

All around, hundreds of gazes subconsciously converged.

Nasen's green skull is a gold rank artifact.

Although it is not a heavy weapon, its power is also very extraordinary.

Jian Fengyun dared to collide with it with his fleshy palm, is he dying?
A doubt subconsciously rose in the hearts of everyone, as if they had seen the scene where Jian Fengyun's right hand was crushed by the forest green skull, and blood stained the sky.

Click!

The imaginary scene did not appear, but the forest-green skull shattered directly.

Cracks spread, and then shattered in a roar.

The Eastern Emperor's Palm continued unabated, and slapped the old woman of the Poison Spirit Clan below.

The old woman of the Poison Spirit Clan had a look of panic on her withered face, the palm force of the Eastern Emperor's Palm didn't look like an attack from the Divine Origin Realm at all.

Moreover, was the other party's physical body made by a divine weapon? Why did she smash her divine weapon into pieces?

At the critical moment, the old woman had no choice but to spit out a mouthful of blood, and a dark green light curtain evolved in front of her.

boom!
Donghuang's palm landed on the light curtain, making an ear-splitting roar.

The terrifying aftermath swept out a violent air current, rushing in all directions.

In the huge green fruit forest, the fruit trees are swaying and the fallen leaves are flying.

Above the ground, grass roots rolled up and green leaves shattered.

pedal!pedal!pedal!
The old woman couldn't resist, her footsteps were shaken back three steps, and she spit out a mouthful of blood again.

The blood was glowing with forest green light, falling on the light curtain, instantly flooding the light curtain, blocking the might of the Eastern Emperor's Palm.

Jian Fengyun retreated three feet away, his long hair fluttering, and his white robe fluttered with the wind.

A terrifying aura emanated from Jian Fengyun's body.

Since Tuntian Divine Body reached the fourth stage, he hasn't let go. These people want to die, and they still want to do something to Xue'er. If they don't kill them today, I'm afraid they will leave the five mysterious realms, and troubles will still come. constantly.

"how is this possible!"

After the old woman spit out the mouthful of blood, her aura instantly weakened by three points.

On her withered old face, there was a look of horror.

At that moment just now, she felt that if she didn't damage the blood essence to bless the light curtain, she might be seriously injured by Jian Fengyun's palm.

Although she blessed the light curtain with blood essence, she resisted Jian Fengyun's palm.

This made her feel more deeply that Jian Fengyun's combat power was not weaker than her when she was in the Shenzong realm.

"How did he do it?!"

In the team of hundreds of people, everyone showed shock and retreated two steps unconsciously.

Although they didn't know what level Jian Fengyun's combat power reached, judging from the fact that his palm wounded the old woman of the Poison Spirit Tribe, at least it was no less than the nine-star God Emperor Realm, or even the Divine Sect Realm.

And he is only a nine-star cultivation base of the Divine Origin Realm, how did he do it.

The strong men from the Jinwu tribe and Lingsen Holy Land frowned at the same time, their bodies trembling slightly.

Obviously, Jian Fengyun's strength exceeded their expectations.

"Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me."

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

The slender palm sticks out, and the energy and blood in the whole body transform into divine power, sweeping all the limbs and bones.

The invisible sword!

A sword mark was squeezed out in Jian Fengyun's hand.

In the void, terrifying sword qi condensed and took shape, floating in the air, surrounded by thousands of people, surrounded by hundreds of people.

"This Jian Fengyun is crazy, he wants to attack all of us."

"He is so confident that he dares to fight against hundreds of strong men like us alone."

"I don't know, anyway, I feel cold in my body, which is very bad."

The Golden Crow Clan, Poison Spirit Clan, and Lingsen Holy Land's three parties all fell into a slight panic amidst the sword aura all over the sky. Obviously, Jian Fengyun's sword aura made them all feel the aura of danger.

It never occurred to them that among the five mysterious realms, there were still people who could defeat a hundred with one.

You must know that those who can step into the Five Mysteries Realm are either the older generation's self-proclaimed and cultivated powerhouses, or the outstanding children and arrogance of each ethnic group.

Under such circumstances, the gap in combat power between the warriors of all parties should not be too large, and the situation can be reversed by relying on numbers.

However, the appearance of Jian Fengyun completely shattered their thoughts.

In front of the real strong, no matter how many there are, it is in vain.

Zheng!Zheng!
Several sword qi pierced the air.

Among the hundreds of people, a few warriors whose cultivation base was lower than the god emperor's realm showed panic.

"Elder, save me."

An eight-star martial artist of the God King Realm from the Golden Crow Tribe saw the sword qi coming and condensed the monster power in his body to protect his body, but he still felt the danger of death.

He didn't care about face, and immediately turned pale with fright, and panicked for help.

The two leaders of the Shenzong Realm of the Jinwu tribe looked back to their senses and wanted to make a move.

However, the sword energy was so radiant that it cut them off without giving them a chance.

Bang!
The light curtain in front of the Golden Crow Tribe God-King Realm warrior was like paper, it was smashed into pieces, the sword energy fell, and the black light flickered, directly smashing his head.

Pale yellow blood mixed with brain matter splashed out.

The entire skull was shattered by the sword energy.

Even though they are the God-King Realm of the Golden Crow Clan, their physical bodies are still unable to withstand Jian Fengyun's blow.

In an instant, the body died, and the human form dissipated.

The King of the Golden Crow Clan directly turned into a headless bird covered in yellow hair, and died horizontally on the ground, leaving a pool of light yellow blood.

"The Jinwu tribe is originally a bird tribe, so weak."

Jian Fengyun stood not far away, manipulating the sword energy, with a light smile on his face.

"You are too cruel, my holy son of the Golden Crow will not let you go!"

The two elders of the Shenzong of the Jinwu tribe gritted their teeth and looked at Jian Fengyun.

He dared to behead the disciples of the Golden Crow tribe in front of them.

Moreover, they didn't even have the skills to save that clansman, they could only watch that disciple be beheaded.

What a shame!
The Jinwu family is one of the eight demon clans, even if they are not in the Northern Star Territory, if they look at the galaxy, they will be respected wherever they go, and few people dare to cause trouble, let alone kill people.

However, Jian Fengyun is such a person, he doesn't care about their Jinwu clan, and will kill them if they don't agree with each other.

"So what if I don't let him go, I'm waiting for him to kill me."

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth curled slightly, and said indifferently.

When he was in the seabed city, he had already heard about the habits of the Jinwu tribe, they were completely bullying and fearing the hard.

At that time, in the seabed city, the arrogance of various clans suffered from the demon clan, and sent a message to ask for help from all the powerful people in the secret realm.

As a result, the holy son of the Golden Crow tribe had already received the message for help, but he refused.

Although he said he didn't want to take risks because the demons were too powerful at that time, he had already revealed the character of the Golden Crow Son.

"you"

(End of this chapter)