Supreme Saint Physique

Zhaoyu’s halberd is more violent and terrifying than before!

Jun Wuxie didn't back down a bit, and went up to face the halberd!

The sword of the world, the sword of invincibility, and the evolution of ten thousand soldiers melt into one punch, and move forward!

He completely regards himself as a weapon, and the fleshy body is the carrier of all mysteries!

press forward!

Boom!

A beam of dazzling energy bursts open.

Jun Wuxie's body was chopped off several hundred meters, hitting space distortion all the way and cracking.

The Battle Armor on his body, the rune was obliterated, and a long hole was split!

This six-star high grade Battle Armor almost disintegrated after suffering two blows from Zhaoyu from Zongking Realm!

pu!

A mouthful of golden blood rushed out of his throat.

"Jun big brother!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked back on the carriage and saw this picture, his heart tightened, and tears filled his eyes.

"Let's go! Take them back to Dazhou!"

Jun Wuxie turned around and roared, and then desperately rushed towards Zhaoyu.

Su Xiaoxiao bit her mouth tightly and saw Jun Wuxie rushing towards Zhaoyu, tears streaming out all of a sudden.

She fiercely wiped her tears, slammed the car door shut, locked Yueyao and Imperial Concubine who wanted to rush out, and slapped Shi Fengma on the ass.

Two gusty horses raised their front hooves, xu lu lu hissed, pulling the carriage away like lightning.

"Dying is imminent, do you still want to protect them?"

Zhaoyu sneered, watching Jun Wuxie struggling desperately, feeling extremely relieved.

He waved the battle halberd for the third time, marking several hundred zhang long halberds.

Under the halberd, the space is like a cut glass, and a huge crack emerges.

"Kill!"

Jun Wuxie roared forward, his fist bursting with golden light.

The picture of the overturning of the Eight Desolations and the rebellion of Yin and Yang appeared when the fist marks bloomed.

Seven Kills Fist’s Eight Desolation and Yin-Yang Chaos were forcibly combined in one punch by him!

At the same time, he performed two great stunts forcibly, and the violent blood energy caused the meridian in his body and on his arms to be torn apart.

But still can't stop Zhaoyu's battle halberd!

He was knocked into the air for the third time.

The Bahuang Battle Armor on the body, ka-cha, all split up and in pieces.

This six-star high grade Spirit Armor was completely destroyed. The skeleton on his body broke more than a dozen under the horrific impact of the halberd.

"Catch them, and then slowly kill you!"

With a cold smile at the corner of Zhaoyu's mouth, he held the battle halberd and chased the carriage away the most.

"Print Thirteen!"

Jun Wuxie roared, stepped on the gods without distance, pulled up a thousand-meter-long afterimage, blasted into the void all the way, dozens of times the speed of sound It broke out and threw a fist to kill Zhaoyu.

In the rushing river, the endless river water rolls up, merges into the golden blood energy, and condenses into a river mark!

On both sides of the river, in the earth, the Earth Attribute element bursts out, merges into the gold blood energy, and condenses into the seal of the great mountain!

The third round big seal is condensed in the blooming blood energy, presenting the terrifying scene of overturning mountains and rivers and sinking land!

Three rounds of big seals, let's kill Xiang Zhaoyu together!

"What act recklessly, do you want to stop me?"

Zhaoyu waved the battle halberd in his hand, dang dang dang, three loud noises, three rounds The Great Seal flew and disintegrated in the air.

Immediately, battle halberd swept!

Jun Wuxie crossed his hands and stood in front of him.

There was a boom.

He was bombarded by this halberd for thousands of meters, his arms broke, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood continuously.

The overbearing force carried by the battle halberd caused cracks in his body and fresh blood dripping.

"You are to me, but the ant'er!" Zhaoyu's eyes were very contemptuous, holding the battle halberd, he continued to chase the Yue Yao three people, and said: "I want to see, how about you The worm shook the tree and stopped me!"

He tone barely fell, and Jun Wuxie stepped on top speed, waved his fist, and rushed up again!

In his Celestial Grotto, the fate star suddenly sucked, all the stars orbiting the fate star disintegrated in an instant, was swallowed in, and burst out violent blood energy in an instant.

These energies are surging in his meridian, which is several times more violent than normal!

This punched out, the golden blood energy agitated, and the fist rubbed against the air to create a flaming flame.

The corner of Zhaoyu's eyes twitched slightly!

When I saw that fist blasted out, the space in front of me was cracked, and I was shocked and inexplicably shocked!

A Martial Artist of the Star Realm, has such a strength!

But this is far from enough for him!

It was still the battle halberd, but he waved it up, cutting out the dazzling cold light halberd.

There was a boom.

Jun Wuxie was shocked again, and his fist was cut open with a halberd, revealing a hand bone full of gaps, fresh blood dripping.

His body was full of cracks, flesh and blood broke apart, bones in many places were exposed to the air, and internal organs mixed with blood spewed out from his mouth.

Zhaoyu glanced at him contemptuously, and walked towards the direction where the carriage left.

"I said, as long as I'm still alive, no one wants to hurt them!"

Jun Wuxie's mouth was bleeding, golden blood was flowing all over his body, dragging the broken pieces The body, like an ancient Savage Beast, appeared in his hand and killed Xiang Zhaoyu with the gun.

On the battle gun, the Azure Dragon picture is engraved and dazzling, and a True Dragon chants long and shuttles around the gun body.

"en? Do you still have this kind of baby?"

Zhaoyu's pupils shrank violently, and he saw the extraordinary of the Qingjin gun, his eyes were hot and greedy.

He raised the battle halberd abruptly and slashed it down violently.

Dang!

The unfavorable Qingjin War Spear, this time was directly collapsed.

Jun Wuxie's palm fingers split open, and his whole body was shaken off, and his already cracked body suffered terrifying severe damage.

Zhaoyu continues to chase Yueyao and the others. He wants to torture the people he cares to death in front of Jun Wuxie, so that he will be the most desperate pain in Human World!

But he just took his steps and stopped immediately.

He found that he was suddenly imperceptible to the breath of the carriage!

Jun Wuxie saw Zhaoyu’s reaction and immediately laughed wildly: "hahaha! You can't track them anymore! Cough! Cough cough..."

tone barely fell, he just fell Cough up blood again and again.

"Damn boys, they ran away from the monk and couldn't run to the temple! Now, I will torture you first, and then I will kill them in Dazhou. Don't even want to live any of them!"

Zhaoyu's face was gloomy. It was the time that was just delayed. The carriage ran so far that he couldn't judge the direction and position of the carriage based on its breath.

"You think you can kill me, it depends on whether you have that ability!"

Jun Wuxie turned around and left without hesitation.

As long as Zhaoyu no longer pursues the carriage, he will not be here to fight against him.

The other party's realm is too high!

Although there is only one realm difference between Zongwang realm and Grandmaster realm, the gap between the two is huge.

Zongwang, owns the domain of the king!

This kind of domain is not True Qi Domain, but the suppression between realm and realm.

With his current strength, it is impossible to penetrate the barriers of the king's domain at all!

"Run, can you run?"

Zhaoyu looked at Jun Wuxie far away, with a curved corner of his mouth, and a cat-and-mouse-like playful color appeared on his face .

He held the battle halberd in his hand, stepped on the void, and chased it down at a moderate pace.

"I like to watch you struggling to survive, watching you suffer in despair, and die slowly under suffering. What a joyful thing it is."

Zhaoyu muttered to herself, the speed under her feet remained unchanged, she was always a few hundred meters away from Jun Wuxie, her eyes were cold, but her face was joking.