Supreme Saint Physique

Only two faces, in an instant.

The true biography of the two Sovereign sect Ranked 9th and 10th loses their battle strength.

Yan Rui was lying on the ground, dizzy, his eyes were black, his skull was split, and his face was bloody.

A horrible to see blood hole in Ding Zhi's chest, limp on the ground, already dying!

"Junior Brother!"

Mu Lin and Ji Xiaohan screamed.

"Jun Wuxie, you pay with your life!"

"True Martial·Opening style!"

The two gasped the fire of sword intent , Essence, Qi, and Spirit in the whole body are burning, and the imposing manner instantly doubles.

"Kill!"

The war sword cuts down, covering all the fan-shaped areas in the front Formation, cutting out hundreds of sword light.

Boom!

There is a natural phenomenon of terrifying in the air.

That is a scene where the chaotic Heaven and Earth was opened up into the world!

Jun Wuxie's rune shines at his feet, pulling up the endless afterimages, and welcoming him up.

In this process, his body bloomed with immeasurable sword light, and his whole person became a sword!

Transform Body into Sword!

This is the sword of the world, as if it carries the power of the whole world, and it is also like a soldier of the king of the world who judges the world.

"Stop him!"

The twelve members of the Black Demon Sect and the Hunting Soul Palace reacted swiftly, and they all attacked the sword incarnation of Jun Wuxie.

It’s just that the trajectory of the sword of the world is unpredictable and mysterious, just like Jun Wuxie before he was transformed into a sword.

Basically, their attacks failed.

Only two soul-hunting sickles and one Skeleton King’s battle axe were cut on the sword.

Bang the sound.

The sword body just trembled, still breaking the bamboo, cutting open the sword qi natural phenomenon and pu' sound of Mian Lin and Ji Xiaohan, cutting Mian Lin into two halves.

Almost at the same time, the sword turned, and Ji Xiaohan had no time to react, breaking open his Body Protection True Qi, and passing his white neck.

The beautiful head flew high, with blood spraying two meters high in the headless neck.

"Jun Wuxie!"

The three young kings of the Black Demon Sect were shaking with anger.

There were sixteen of them, two of them were turned in a blink of an eye, one was dying, and the other was seriously injured.

Now there are twelve of them left, and their overall strength has dropped a step.

This damn Jun Wuxie, the two forbidden techniques are superimposed, how can it last so long!

How strong is the fleshy body, and how tenacious is it to withstand such terrifying consumption and backlash?

"Your uncle is here, howling, killing pigs?"

The sword of the world fell and changed back to Jun Wuxie's appearance.

He looked at the nine soul hunters and the three black Demon Sect kings, with a cruel look at the corners of his mouth, and walked towards them.

"Kill!"

Nine soul hunters, armed with sickles, launched a fierce attack.

All of them have the talent of King 3rd-layer to grow, and all of them are the realm of Grandmaster Ten Change Peak.

The realm of the three people of the black Demon Sect is higher, and the real king realm powerhouse.

But at this moment, facing Jun Wuxie who only has the Star Realm Peak, they feel almost suffocated.

The target they want to hunt is too strong to subvert their cognition!

How can a Martial Artist of the Star Realm Peak be so cruel?

They are all kings, they are amazing talents in the eyes of the world, but they can't kill people a few great realm lower than themselves.

Faced with the attacks of the soul hunters.

Jun Wuxie paced calmly and waved his left hand at the black Demon Sect trio. The red sword qi cut through the sky and forced them back.

At the same time, he greeted the soul hunter with his fist.

The moment when the fist marks bloom.

The universe collapsed, Liuhe subverted, and the horror picture of Yin-Yang rebellion flooded the front.

Nine soul hunters were all bombed out, and the soul hunting sickle in their hands almost flew away.

"You mice, hiding in dark corners and peeking at people with ancient blood in the world, treat them as prey and hunt them wantonly. Today, I also let you taste what it's like to be prey! "

He walked towards the soul hunter, his footsteps steady and rhythmic, making Heaven and Earth in Formation follow the rhythm.

This kind of rhythm and the roaring sound of footsteps made the hearts of the soul hunter and the black Demon Sect, like a heavy drum of war, burst into discomfort!

The words fell, when the soul hunters attacked again, his body instantly disappeared in place.

Next moment, he appeared in front of a soul hunter, golden's palm fingers covered his head, and he twisted it off.

When the other soul hunters and the black Demon Sect attacked, only his afterimage was hit.

pu' sound.

The head of the second soul hunter was slapped with a slap in the face, and he died suddenly on the spot.

The remaining seven soul hunters attacked him frantically.

The three sect kings of Black Demon Sect had no will to fight. They turned around and ran, but they were shocked by Formation.

"Open Formation, hurry!"

They roared at the soul hunter.

"Once the soul-splitting array is opened, unless the energy is exhausted or the formation eye is removed from the outside, it will never disappear!"

A soul hunter attacked Jun Wuxie , Said quietly.

In the face of death, they did not show fear, but became even more crazy.

Jun Wuxie stepped on the gods without distance, moved his fists, and accompanied the Dragon-Tiger on his side. Every punch went through the universe and moved all the way, and he was extremely powerful!

Soul hunters, keep falling down, or get pierced through their chests, or get blown to their heads.

"hehehe!"

A soul hunter whose chest was penetrated, let out a cold laugh before dying.

"Jun Wuxie, you are very strong, the stronger you are, the more excited we will be! This kind of origin and soul are what we desire most in the Soul Hunting Hall!"

"Only It's a pity that you don't have the ability to take it."

Jun Wuxie killed the last soul hunter, stepped up to the dying soul hunter, and looked down at him.

"hehe! How does the world know the power of my soul hunting hall! We are only intermediate soul hunters, like us, there are thousands of people in the soul hunting hall, and there are high level, special class, Super soul hunter! No matter how strong you are, your origin, your soul is destined to enter our hall, hehehe!"

Jun Wuxie slapped his head to pieces with a slap, and said: "Laughing It's noisy like a broken gong."

He turned and looked towards the three young sect kings of the black Demon Sect standing on the edge of the Formation, and walked towards them.

Every time his footsteps fell on the ground, the hearts of the three black Demon Sects would tremble, and fear appeared in the blue eyes.

"Jun...Jun Wuxie, why do you have to work so hard for Da Zhou? Why don't you join us in the Black Demon Sect, so that we can save you from becoming the target of the Soul Hunting Palace, and then your The road will be much smoother, how about it?"

"Join the black Demon Sect?" Jun Wuxie sneered, and said: "You let me be with you Xilin people covered in fur, and think this is a Favorable conditions, I can only say that barbarians are barbarians."

"You!"

The eyes of the three young kings of the Black Demon Sect burst into anger.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your noise, I just ask one question, what is hidden under this city? What do you want to get?"

"What about you Will you know?"

The three voices are full of surprised and angry.

"Say! Paul's corpse!"

"Hahaha, hehehe, do you think we will tell you? Dreaming! Damn Zhou people!"

"Your Da Zhou is destined to be destroyed, the descendants of Xuanyuan will never be in the world!"

"Damn the lower race, your time is running out!"

Three Suddenly became crazy, and rushed directly to Jun Wuxie.

bang!

A battle broke out.

When the aftermath of the violent energy dissipated, the broken corpses of the three black Demon Sect kings were left on the ground.

At this time, the skull split and the soul was violently shaken, so that his eyes turned black, and Yan Rui, who had been dizzy for a long time, finally woke up.

He saw the scene of corpses lying all over the ground and fresh blood dripping in the Formation. His body shook as he stood up, his legs were soft, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

"You...Don't come over, you country bumpkin, stop for me, don't come over!"

Yan Rui roared hysterically, her legs constantly swinging.

He almost collapsed.

The Dao Heart, which claims to be tenacious in normally, is so fragile at this time.

He is so fragile that he himself hates how fearful he is, and it is difficult to control himself.

"Hey, this is the true biography of Holy Sect Ranked 9th, the first of Sovereign?"

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised. This kind of stuff, with talent and realm, is always impossible. Wei true powerhouse.

I want to come, Holy Sect has been too powerful these years, no one dares to offend them.

Their True Disciple is too smooth along the way, lacking the sharpening of blood and bones, just like the flowers in the greenhouse, looking bright and brilliant, but actually fragile.

"Jun Wuxie, you can't kill me! I tell you to stop, stop for me! I am the head of Sovereign in the world, Heaven's Chosen of Ranked Ninth, the true story of Holy Sect, has a very high status in sect! If you kill me, you will be retaliated by my Holy Sect!"

"Stupid x!"

Jun Wuxie kicks his face by lifting his leg, kicking it off For hundreds of meters, half of his head was shrunk in.

Immediately he walked forward, and the surging palm of blood energy pressed Yan Rui down.

Yan Rui screamed, the meridian and skeleton all over her body were broken, the internal organs were full of cracks, the Celestial Grotto burst, the energy stars were all shattered, and True Qi leaked out like a flood.

He stretched out his hand to grab Yan Rui's hair and split the black Formation with the red sword qi of Soul Power and his military spirit.

Outside, the eight great patriarchs saw the Formation split open, all of them were excited and moved forward.

As a result, I saw that Jun Wuxie was dragging Holy Sect in his hand. He was so frightened that he became soft and fell directly from the horse. He looked pale as paper and looked like a paper. Sift the chaff.

Jun Wuxie dragged Yan Rui forward for more than 100 meters, and there was still no movement in the cracked Formation.

The eight great patriarchs are completely desperate, and their faces are ashamed.

"Jun Young Master, mighty!"

Muyang patriarch suddenly uttered a voice, fell on all fours, crawling forward, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Frankly, we were also forced, these beasts are too strong, we can't resist!"

When other patriarchs saw this, they hurried forward and snotted. A tearful tear: "Yes, we hate them deeply in our hearts, but we have the heart to kill thieves, powerless! We are loyal to Da Zhou, and we can see pity. This time we have to commit a serious crime, we regret it and ask Prince Consort to give it. We had a chance to reform once, and we must be striving to the utmost for Da Zhou, after death!"

Kang Dang...

The 70,000 to 80,000 rebels behind them, in hand All of his shield spears fell to the ground, and he knelt down.

"Prince Consort, spare your life, the emperor spare your life!"

Jun Wuxie stretched out his hand to inhale, and flew a war spear into his hand.

He slammed Yan Rui to the outside of the Imperial Palace, and then threw his war spear.

Yan Rui's body traversed hundreds of miles in the sky and flew to the East City Gate. He was pierced by the thrown war spear and nailed to the city wall.

At this time, experiencing great ups and downs, Ji Liufeng, who was still in a panic, hurried over with Guard.

"Innocent, are you okay?"

He looked at the cracked black Formation, but it was too dark inside to see anything.

But he knew that those enemies must have been destroyed by his ideal son-in-law.

Cough!

Jun Wuxie covered her mouth, and a strand of golden blood spilled from her fingers.

He looked at the source inwardly, and the crack on it was more than ten times larger than before, and it was almost half a finger wider.

"I'm fine."

He shook the head.

"Innocent, these rebels..."

Ji Liufeng asked him for his opinion. Although he was the emperor, without Jun Wuxie, Ji Liufeng would have disappeared long ago. There is no great Zhou Jiangshan.

"Your Majesty, turn around, don’t look."

Jun Wuxie's voice is calm, then stepping on the void, walking towards the trembling eight great patriarchs and seven or eighty thousand rebels .

Suddenly, all the rebels were frightened to the ground.