Heaven-Defying Martial Emperor

Three experts who gathered at the top of the ninth floor of Wujing attracted everyone's attention. They held their breath and waited for the next crazy rainstorm.

"Yunsu, let's go. You are a genius. If you don't resist any more, I won't hurt you." Luo fengheng said in a low voice: "you have been injured, you will not be our opponent."

"Hum, tell him so much about what to do, just catch him and abolish his cultivation." Zhang Chengming hums coldly that he has not forgotten the scene of being beaten in the face just now, and now he urgently wants to find his face.

"Catch him first. There are so many people dead now. If you don't get rid of this son, it's hard to get rid of people's hatred. There must be an explanation." Xu Zhiwei nodded and looked at Yunsu indifferently, just like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Hearing this, Luo fengheng sighed and did not speak any more, but nodded slightly.

Yunsu glances at the three people, but takes a look at Luo fengheng more. It can be seen that Luo fengheng doesn't really want to fight, and he doesn't hurt anyone. He just comes out because of Lin Haiming's order.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the strength." The cloud Su light way, the soil Xuan sword is in hand, the war spirit is high.

"I only kill those who want to kill me. I advise you not to do it, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

Cold words with boundless killing, it sounds so... Harsh.

"Joke, I dare to say that when I die. Today, I want you to have a good insight into what is the real strength." Zhang Chengming gave a cold smile: "do you think you can be arrogant if you kill Wu Chunhui and others? In my eyes, they are all rubbish, not worth mentioning."

"If you don't talk to him, just catch him." With that, Xu Zhiwei rushed up and swept the sword. A long sword danced in his hand.

See this, Zhang Chengming and Luo fengheng also quickly followed up.

"Genius, this is the real genius. Compared with him, what kind of genius are we?" Looking at Yunsu and recalling his achievements, someone mumbled to himself, full of admiration.

No matter what Yunsu is doing now, his achievements alone are enough to be superior to liuyunzong and even the surrounding factions. People can't believe his amazing strength.

"I used to think that Yunsu couldn't do it, but now it seems that the advent of the great age and the emergence of real talents are the good fortune of liuyunzong." Someone sighed: "I hope Yunsu can survive."

The three quickly approach Yunsu. Xu Zhiwei wields a metal spirit sword with boundless intention to kill. Every sword light contains Mori Han's opportunity to kill. As soon as the wrist turns, the shadow of the sword appears all over the sky. The sharp wind of every sword front makes people feel painful.

The emergence of golden lights, with the waving of the spirit sword, stretched and straightened, interweaved into a picture under the night sky.

Yunsu retreats quickly, tuxuan sword is in hand, and the earthy aura emerges quickly. He doesn't want money to stop the opponent's attack, but his brows are constantly frowning. Xu Zhiwei's attack is aggressive, and he has the momentum of being invincible. When he gets closer, the metallic breath blows, and the robes are hunting, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ha ha, what's the matter? Aren't you very powerful? You're not a genius. Even the siege is defused by you, or even killed by you. You're a backhand. Why don't you backhand? Rubbish, you rubbish. Show me your hand quickly." Xu Zhiwei said with a laugh that the spirit sword danced even more fiercely, aiming at Yunsu's death.

I don't know how many people are watching this scene nervously. They are expecting Yunsu to create another miracle. They are convinced by Yunsu's powerful cultivation. No one wants the genius of zongmen to fall like this. They can't help but sweat in the dark.

The aggressive momentum and the willingness to kill also made Yunsu's heart sink. With a cold hum, the tuxuan sword and the sword split on the spirit sword, which timely blocked the attack. At the same time, Yunsu stepped forward to shorten the distance with Xu Zhiwei, made a fist with his left hand, and the Zhentian spirit body burst out, and a fist blasted at Xu Zhiwei's chest.

Seeing Yunsu's punching, Xu Zhiwei just wanted to smile, but suddenly felt the breath of danger. He subconsciously raised his hand to resist, and put his arm across his chest to block Yunsu's punching.

Click

Xu Zhiwei's raised arm was cracked by a blow. The pain of the broken arm made Xu Zhiwei's face twitch a few times. Before he had time to retreat, he saw Yunsu blow again. His heart was shocked.

There's no way to avoid it. It's too late to retreat. His arm is broken again. Xu Zhiwei watches as Yunsu blows towards his head. The pain of the broken arm makes Xu Zhiwei understand that Yunsu's physical strength is terrible. If he hits with one blow, his head will burst.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiwei seems to understand why Yunsu didn't die. He can't help regretting his carelessness for a while, but it's too late

At the moment of Xu Zhiwei's death, a sword light flashed by. Sen mang stabbed Yun Su and forced him to withdraw his fist. Xu Zhiwei turned to see that Luo fengheng had saved himself and nodded gratefully.

"Be careful, he's very physical." Xu Zhiwei warned.

The three men nodded and rushed up together with three spirit swords. Xu Zhiwei's metal is unstoppable, Zhang Chengming's earth property is dull and heavy, full of a sense of weight, and Luo fengheng's water property is soft, moist but also full of killing moves.

Three auras appear together and rush to Yunsu, each exerting powerful martial arts.

The power of gold and earth is eager to shatter everything. The power of water is soft and soft. It looks full of tenderness, but the hidden killing is so obvious.

With a sneer, Yunsu steps forward and rushes to Xu Zhiwei, leaving a remnant of what he has passed.

Whew! Whew!

Two attacks cut cloud Su's figure, but rushed to bombard on the ground, two people immediately heart a jump: residual shadow.

He quickly wanted to turn around to stop him, but he had already slowed down. Yunsu stabbed Xu Zhiwei with a sword and picked up his spirit sword. Under Xu Zhiwei's big eyes, he smashed his head with a blow, splashing red and white on the ground.

"Damn it." Zhang Chengming is about to crack. He rushes up quickly, leaving more than ten scars on Yunsu's back. He is bleeding, but he can't stop Xu Zhiwei's death.

"I'll kill you." Zhang Chengming roars angrily and rushes with his sword again. Luo fengheng's face is not very good-looking, so he attacks with his sword.

"You... AI..." Luo fengheng sighed and stopped talking.

After killing Xu Zhiwei, Yun Su turns around with no expression. Tu Xuan's sword is in his hand. He is like a general who has been through many battles. No matter how fierce the war is, he will face it coldly.

The smell of earthy yellow is booming, and Zhang Chengming's eyes are full of murderous opportunities. The breath above the spirit sword is surging, just like the solidified soil, full of the sense of gravity, which can crush and crush everything.

Luo fengheng's spirit sword is bright blue, and the spirit is flashing. A sword falls from the sky, just like the flowing light of the Tianhe river. It is so dazzling, just like pouring down, everything is covered.

Luo fengheng's attack belongs to the soft type, which is not as murderous as Zhang Chengming's. Luo fengheng doesn't want to fight, so his attack position is just Yunsu's arm, and he doesn't want to take his life.

See this scene, cloud Su eyes flash cold light, soil Xuan sword tightly in the hand, secretly drank a sentence.

The sword flashed.

The endless aura gathered all over the sky and finally turned into a ball. Later, it was waved by Yun Su's sword to form a yellow awn. People's intuition flashed in front of their eyes, and the Yellow awn broke Zhang Chengming's attack with a sharp sword.

Zhang Chengming's face changed wildly, and he wanted to stop him. However, he saw that the remaining power of Huang mang was coming towards him. With a howl of sadness, Zhang Chengming was directly split in two, and his blood was spilled on the spot.

A sword cuts Zhang Chengming. Yunsu turns around and rushes to luofengheng. The aftereffect of tuxuan sword in his hand trembles, as if driving the rhythm of heaven and earth, singing in unison with the notes of the avenue.

Wind thunder sword formula.

There was a thunderclap, a thunderclap in the rainless night sky, and an amazing thunderclap, which made everyone jump.

Whew!

A sword shadow hit, Luo fengheng reaction is not as good as his chest was blown out of a blood awn, face red spurt a mouthful of blood, directly hit behind the mountain wall, breathing disorder, rapid breathing.

Lost, in a moment, two dead and one wounded.

Luo Feng Heng gave a bitter smile, but he was not angry. Instead, he arched his hand to Yun Su and said, "thank you for your kindness."

Luo fengheng can see that Yunsu was merciful just now. If the sword edge goes further, what he is tearing now is not his chest, but his whole body. Therefore, although he is injured, Luo fengheng is not angry. Instead, he is glad that he has survived.

Only the people who want to kill him?

Luo fengheng can't help but think of what Yunsu said just now. He looks at Yunsu's eyes with a light.

He didn't respond to Luo fengheng's thanks. Picking up the two magic weapons on the ground, Yunsu turned and looked at Lin Haiming. Now, he was the only one left.

At the scene, it was quiet. Everyone was shocked by the attack. One punch killed Xu Zhiwei, one sword killed Zhang Chengming, and one sword forced Luo fengheng back. It was incredible.

The voice of sucking in the cold air kept coming. All of the six masters of Danhui and the ten masters of ZHAOMENG were defeated by Yunsu. People's eyes on Yunsu had become very different.

Who else can beat him? I'm afraid there are only three closed zhenwujing geniuses left, right?

Zhao Longli swallowed his saliva and watched Yunsu kill them with his own eyes. He couldn't say a word. He raised his hand slightly and looked at the shaking palm with a bitter smile. He was afraid.

At this time, he was even more glad that he had just stepped back, lost face, but saved his life.

Lin Haiming looks at Yunsu. His whole face turns dead gray, as if he has grown old for several decades. His turbulent eyes show his inner restlessness and deep regret.

Now there is only one of the top ten experts he brought. It's the result of Yunsu sparing his life. Lin Haiming's heart is bitter. It's bad luck.

Seeing Yunsu coming towards him, Lin Haiming stepped back tremblingly and couldn't help shouting, "what do you want to do?"“ I'll kill you. " Cloud Su cold voice way“ Don't come here. I tell you, my father is Lin Mo mountain, the eldest of Liuyun sect. If you kill me, Liuyun sect will never have a foothold, and my father will never let you go. " Lin Haiming said harshly, "if you let me go, I'll take today's event as if it didn't happen." Lin Haiming was afraid and regretted. Now he just wanted to leave this place and find someone to deal with Yunsu again. Thinking of this, Lin Haiming's eyes were full of murders. But Yunsu didn't say anything. He only had a sword that cut through the sky. With a sword, Lin Haiming died. So far, the six masters of Danhui and the ten masters of ZHAOMENG all died in Yunsu's hands, shaking the whole liuyunzong.