Martial Arts Break the World

Jun Lanyue was clad in bright silver armor. The horse was clad in golden armor. The glimmer of light beneath his feet was slightly red. The High Priestess had some questions, but due to face, she didn't dare to ask. As they talked, they paid attention to the glimmer of light many times.

When Jun Lanyue heard these words, he became excited in his heart and immediately said, "The cultivation methods of the thirty-six sects are the divine law of the dual cultivators in the way of martial dao. It has been lost for a long time in this world, so if you can provide it to me, that would be for the best. "But in the Central Region, cultivation is a capital offense, and I believe you are also the people of the Central Region. Therefore, your tattered technique is basically just a pile of useless paper to me."

"Humph!" That's quite the talk! " Behind the leader of the Unholy Cult, there was a line of people wearing different clothes. Some were like lizards, some were like bats, and some were like poisonous snakes, glaring at him.

"How about this, Uncle?" Jun Linyue confidently said, "The two of us will put down our weapons and have a duel. As long as one of us touches the corner of the other's clothes, we will consider it a loss. What do you say?"

Before he could finish his words, the Sect Leader of the Unholy Cult had already arrived in front of Jun Linyue, his black face pressed against his own.

Shocked, Jun Lanyue reined his horse and backed away. But the horse, startled, fell back, staggered, and King's Linger rolled over and jumped off the horse. The horse roared and returned to the city.

Now, only Jun Linyue was left to fight alone.

However, when he raised his head and looked again, the Pope was still standing on the horse opposite him. He did not move at all. The surrounding people began to mock him. How could Jun Linyue possibly withstand this kind of provocation? He took a big stride forward, rushing straight towards the Sect Leader.

"Then if you lose, obediently go back. All your troops will belong to our Nether Sect, okay?"

"Then I will also announce that if I win, if I find your clothes first, you will immediately retreat and hand over ten hostages to me. I can't guarantee that they'll come back alive. "

The Nether Cult Sovereign nodded in praise. At that moment, a black shadow passed by him. As Jun Lin Yuan activated his Mysterious Technique, a glowing black jade sword appeared in his right hand and stabbed towards his back. However, after the sword pierced through the air, the sword qi, like a white dragon, flew behind him. Not only did it remove some of the smoke, it also instantly turned around and rushed towards the Nether Cult leader.

However, just as the battle was going on in front of them, there was a farce of abandoning the city behind the city wall.

It didn't take long before all the soldiers and weapons were evacuated. Jun Lanzhao glanced at the black fog before him, sighed, and then disappeared.

Jun Lin Yue's blood was boiling. Last night, Chi You's blood essence started to take effect again, and this time, even his bones felt a little hot. The strength in his body seemed to be unable to be used up. The Brahma Mantra was also in his body, and he was repeatedly tempering it with a certain frequency. The original Profound Arts had already begun to dominate in his body, and all of his energy had more than half of the Profound Arts' power source.

With a wave of the Sect Leader's staff, a streak of starlight flashed, and the black mist instantly dissipated. There was no one left on the city wall.

Jun Lanyue's eyes were filled with an intense eagerness, he didn't know if they were ready yet. This Nether Cult leader really had some skills. He could actually control the weather.

Jun Linyue tapped his feet on the ground and quickly approached the Sect Leader. The High Priestess rode her horse straight ahead. Unexpectedly, his team also followed along. Jun Lin Yue was dumbstruck. Solo? With a flick...

At that moment, the surrounding mountains began to blow their horns. The Pope immediately stopped and was about to enter the Black Tortoise City of the Azure Province. However, behind him, in a place where the mountains met the sky, all the people of the Azure Province stood up.

As the mist dissipated, the Nether Cult leader's group became clearer. However, this team didn't have many people, and after coming out, they were all elites. Moreover, they weren't easy to mess with. Sect Leader reined in his horse and looked around, clearly feeling the overwhelming advantage of popularity. This was something he had never thought of before.

Thus, he stopped and asked, "Kid, how many soldiers do you actually have with me?"

"It's more than enough to kill you." Jun Lin Yue leisurely spoke. And on the mountaintop, it was precisely the team led by Zhao Lin and the team led by Sun Qi.

At this time, the Sect Leader seemed to have been provoked. He pointed his staff at the ground and the two of them were suddenly followed by red, red mountains and rivers, rain drops, and trees.

Upon seeing this, Jun Linyue felt as though he had entered a foreign world. Beneath his feet was soft sand, and there was also a winding road in front of him. The end of this path was none other than the Sect Leader himself. However, the further they walked, the further away the person was from them. Jun Linyue seemed to have drank too much. He felt that he was unsteady and his feet were rustling.

After walking for a long time, he was exhausted and had finally reached the end. However, the person in front of him had disappeared. Instead, a white wall had appeared, thin and suffused with light.

Jun Lin Yue didn't know what was going on, but the fatigue in his heart grew increasingly stronger. He only wanted to sink into a deep sleep. But he knew that no matter what, he couldn't sleep. Suddenly, a flash appeared in front of his eyes. It was still black mist. The person standing in front of him was still the head of the Unholy Church.

Chi You's spirit blood started to stir within Jun Lanyue's body. As he began to control his mind, he firmly held on to the ground and abruptly struggled out of the illusory world.

He looked at the Hierarch of the Nether Sect again. At this moment, blood was already flowing out of his nose. In the match just now, it was obvious that the Nether Cult Master had lost to Jun Linyue. This was a silent battle. But next, it was the true blades that were facing each other.

Since Jun Lin Yue wasn't willing to delay any longer, he ordered the people around him to attack. At the same time, the tornado in Xiao Yun's palm started to shrink violently under the strong power of the mystical arts, with himself as the center. The few men behind the sect leader all sought cover to avoid the attacks. However, the surrounding hills of the Azure Province's border city had no cover at all.

At this moment, another wave of fighting figures appeared in the distance. A green flag was fluttering in the air. It was the symbol of Qingzhou. Besides the He Prefecture Generals, there was nothing else that could help them so quickly.

The He Province's general meridians let out a long roar that shook the heavens and shook the earth. The Nether Sect had already felt the signal to retreat. Jun Linyue strode forward. The Venerate Heaven Dragon's team had surrounded several hundred of the Nether Cult's followers in a besieging formation. "Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" "" Roar! "" "Roar!" "" Roar! "" "Roar!" "" "" "" "" … … … "

The High Priestess saw that she was surrounded, so she put her hands together and sent her staff flying into the air. The air around her started to spin, and a dozen or so beastmen of all shapes and sizes started to fiercely rush in all directions. This was clearly a monster, not a war.

At first, they only thought of the Nether Sect as a rebel and attacked them, but now, it seems that they were just a motley crowd. I don't know if I'll die from sickness after absorbing their blood.

With this thought in mind, he grabbed onto a Ghost sect disciple with thick makeup like a lizard. That person ran away in fright, but was still controlled by Jun Linyue.

The High Priestess was currently floating in the air, her hands still clasped together, motionless.