Heaven-Defying Martial Emperor

One punch, kill Wang Tongzhang!

This scene, like a science fiction movie, is so unreal that people can't believe it.

That's Wang Tongzhang. Although he is only the weakest one in his team, he also has the strength of Zhenwu level 5. Isn't it easy to deal with a Zhenwu Level 2?

But what did they see, Wang Tongzhang's fist, was smashed, not to mention, even his head was cracked?

Right?

They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and their faces were full of amazement. When they opened their eyes again, they still saw that, so they had to believe this fact.

Followed by a roar of anger.

"Boy, you dare to kill my Chunyang Valley disciple." Zhang Shiquan yelled angrily. He could hardly see his face. He felt that he had lost all his face. It was a great shame that the disciple of Chunyang valley was killed by a boy they didn't like.

"Ha ha, if you want to kill me, now I'm going to kill you, then I'm going to die?" Yunsu sneered: "should I stand there waiting for you to kill me?"

"You're just a mole ant. It's your honor that we want to kill you. You dare to resist. I'll catch you and torture you to death, so that you can't survive or die." Zhang Shiquan said in a grim voice: "a mole ant sect disciple dares to compare with my Chunyang Valley disciple. He's just looking for death."

Zhang Shiquan's words also made Yunsu's face completely gloomy: "let's have a try. I want to see what the first-class clan can do."

"Feiyang, Qingchuan, go up and teach him a lesson." Zhang Shiquan said with a black face, "I want him to regret saying this."

"Yes, elder martial brother." Two Chunyang Valley disciples came out, nodded solemnly and looked at Yunsu with disdain.

One man has five levels of real martial arts, and one man has six levels of real martial arts.

"Kill Two people a big drink, rushed up one after another.

Lu Feiyang rushes to Yunsu from the left, and Cheng Qingchuan rushes to Yunsu from the right. They are attacking each other.

Two spirit swords flicker ceaselessly, the waves and flames are surging, which makes the surrounding temperature rise in a straight line and extremely hot.

"Well, brother Lu, come on, kill this boy."

"Younger martial brother Cheng, kill him and let him know the power of our Chunyang valley."

"Little Lizi, dare to provoke my Chunyang Valley, let you know the power of my Chunyang valley."

"To kill him, the two younger martial brothers have made great progress. The degree of controlling the fire has been greatly increased. It's good, ha ha ha..."

A group of people yelled one after another, with a strong smile on their faces. Some of them disdained and ridiculed Yunsu, and some of them were satisfied with the strength of Lu and Cheng. But the next moment, they got stuck in their throat, and their words were pinched in their throat. They couldn't hold it out, and they were all stupid.

See cloud Su coldly smile, directly step forward, right hand cover in the waist, the corners of the mouth hold disdainful sneer, suddenly wave.

Zheng

The light of the sword is as cold as the moon.

A flash of white light flashed across the eyes of all the people, startled everyone and subconsciously stepped back.

What was that? Speed is too fast, they simply can't see clearly, only feel the white light flash, accompanied by strong sword Qi and cold meaning.

Once again, Yunsu holds a soft sword and stares at everyone with a smile. However, as Lu Feiyang rushes up, Cheng Qingchuan is fixed on the original plan and doesn't move. It's as if he is fixed. It's astonishing.

"Elder martial brother Lu, elder martial brother Cheng, you..." someone called carefully, and then widened his eyes, his face was full of horror.

Only to see two people fell uncontrollably on the ground, issued a dull sound of impact, blood, rapid overflow, soon dyed the ground red.

Dead? They just died?

All of us didn't expect that the words just said were still in our ears, just like slapping our faces.

Originally, he was still talking about how they would abuse Yunsu, but in the twinkling of an eye, it was unexpected that Yunsu killed them with a sword, so fast that they could not react.

Sword flash! Is it possible for them to resist.

He killed them in an instant. Yunsu laughed coldly and didn't use this move for a long time. Now it's like a duck in water.

"You..." Zhang Shiquan's face changed, and a sense of danger suddenly rose in his heart.

Yunsu walked slowly towards Zhang Shiquan and others.

"Together." Zhang Shiquan was a little flustered and regretted. Even if he thought about it, a person with low strength could not have such a high score of 651. Then there was only one explanation. His strength was so strong that he was terrible.

All of these points were scored with both hands. As a result, they were blinded by desire and were blinded by lard. They didn't think of this. Instead, they wanted to get Yunsu's points. Now they are in the Tao, and they are very sorry.

Watching Yunsu come up, everyone is nervous, reconciliation is impossible, only kill Yunsu.

Bite teeth, the remaining five people rushed up together, ready to besiege Yunsu.

This seems ridiculous to everyone. Five Zhenwu disciples from the fifth to the seventh floor arrived and joined hands to besiege a Zhenwu disciple from the second floor. However, Zhang Shiquan couldn't laugh. God knows how much pressure he has at the moment. Facing Yunsu, it's like a big mountain, which makes him almost breathless.

"Kill Zhang Shiquan rushed up first, and the rest followed.

Chunyang Valley is a pure fire sect that uses the power of fire attribute. All the skills practiced by each disciple belong to the category of fire. Similarly, the spirit lines on their spirit tools are also fire.

Fire system, tyranny, blazing, fierce, make Chunyang valley become the first-class sect in Qingshan Prefecture. Although it only ranks tenth, it is also very famous.

This time, there are more than ten people in Chunyang valley. These eight people are only two-thirds of the strength, but they are also most of the strength. We can see the details.

One of the disciples jumped up with a spirit sword in his hand, jumped into the air and immediately drank it. A sword fell directly at Yunsu. It was full of fire and magnificent.

A disciple came from the left. A fire knife was as hot as magma. It could melt everything. It rushed to Yunsu quickly and cut him mercilessly to kill him.

A disciple came from the right side with a halberd painted by Fang Tian in his hand. The halberd painted by Fang Tian, which is three Zhang long, is incomparable in momentum. The long spear is rowing towards Yunsu's neck. If it is rowed, I'm afraid that the blood gushing is light.

Zhang Shiquan and the last one, face to face, one on three roads, one on three roads, directly blocked all the retreats of Yunsu.

Seeing the five people rushing together, Yunsu smiles slightly, pulls up a sneer from the corner of his mouth, and doesn't care. With a quick step, he rushes forward. He doesn't retreat or evade, so he chooses to attack head on.

The sword of chasing wind and flowing clouds is waving the sword light. When Yunsu rushes, the sound of wind and thunder blows up, just like thunder falling from the sky, and the wind blows up.

The originally calm clear sky is like a sudden rain, the wind is rolling and the clouds are broken, the thunder is roaring, and the sound is startling among the people.

Brush!

The lightning swept, the cold electricity galloped, the wind chasing and cloud chasing sword passed a person directly in front of him and collided with his weapon.

Qiang

There was a sound of broken spirit weapon. Yunsuye rushed to the back of the opponent and escaped the encirclement. The soft sword was only half left. The tip of the sword was cold and fell to the ground. There was a clear sound of impact. There was blood dripping on the sword.

Dang

The sound of weapons falling sounded, and the disciple who met with Yunsu turned his head, his eyes were dull and unbelievable. His spirit level was higher than that of Yunsu. A strong impact directly cut the wind chasing Liuyun sword into two parts, but Yunsu held the half of the sword and cut his neck mercilessly, cutting the artery and breaking his flesh.

"How could it be?" With these words, the body fell to the ground silently, and only the blood flowing out of his throat proved that he was still alive one second ago.

"You... You... Unexpectedly..." Zhang Shiquan looks at Yunsu in horror, and his face is full of horror. This dead disciple, whose strength is the same as him, is also the seventh level cultivation of Zhenwu. How can Zhang Shiquan not be afraid of being killed by Yunsu?

Yunsu calmly turns around and throws away the broken sword. The light in his hand flashes. Yanyun sword appears in his hand and smiles coldly, making everyone fall into the cold pool.

"Brother, I have offended you before. Why don't we end it now? After that, I will make an apology." Zhang Shiquan's face changed slightly and said quickly.

Now he can see that Yunsu's strength is by no means as simple as it seems. With a simple sword, he killed a seven level master of Zhenwu. He really wants to fight. I'm afraid there are not enough people here to kill him.

The other three looked at Yunsu with trembling eyes, and the attack surprised them with more fear at the same time.

Yunsu didn't speak. His fingers closed together and burst out red rays. He sprinted in the void, flashing the withering beauty.

He followed him up, and the speed was incredible. Two of them even had no time to react, so they were pierced by the red finger and died with hatred.

The wind goes, the thunder rises, the wind moves!

The wind thunder sword Jue reappeared and rushed to Zhang Shiquan in an instant. Under his startled eyes, a sword came into the sky. Zhang Shiquan quickly raised his sword to block the attack. Under the impact of huge force, he flew out and coughed up blood in the air.

As Zhang Shiquan flies, Yunsu looks at the last person. A picture comes with the power of extinction, as if it can destroy everything. It blows on his chest, smashes his ribs, smashes his heart, and dies in the scream.

In an instant, three deaths and one injury!

Zhang Shiquan broke several ancient trees and fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood again and struggled to stand up. He was extremely frightened.

Run, run!

Otherwise, you will die!

Zhang Shiquan thought of it in horror. He was green with regret. In order to get some points, he put his life in it. It's not worth it at all.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw the cold smile of Yunsu emerging in front of his eyes. At the same time, there came the flaming cloud sword which was dyed with fire! Ah... Screams, resounding through the forest. Soon, it stopped!