The two worlds merged, and I created a prosperous age of martial arts!

Xia Guo.

The news of the United States detonating a nuclear bomb in the ocean quickly spread throughout the Xia Guo network.

Even, through the video, people can see the light and heat of the nuclear bomb swallow Lan Ying's figure.

Countless people were shocked, surprised, and extremely angry by this action of the United States.

"Bastard, the United States dares to use nuclear weapons against Lord Martial Saint?!"

"Are the guys in the United States still human, and the weapons are not aimed at the enemy, but against their own people?"

"It's really not a face!"

"It's over, no matter how powerful the Martial Saint is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive in nuclear weapons

..." "Maybe, that is the ultimate weapon of mankind, one nuclear weapon is enough to destroy a city..."

Xia Guo, countless people worried about Martial Saint.

However, everyone from the Immortal Cultivation World seemed to have celebrated the festival, and they were full of lights and elated.

"Good death, Martial Saint, you also have today!"

"Hahaha, in the words of your Xia Kingdom, this is called not dying if you don't die!"

"Didn't he want to go on an expedition to the Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that he hadn't reached the Sword Sect yet, but the people were already gone!"

"Poor Martial Saint, I will always remember this day and worship you every year."

During this time, because of the different positions, everyone in the Immortal Cultivation World hated Martial Saint deeply.

The life of the hall monk is not even as good as an ordinary local in the Xia Kingdom.

Now that they heard the "death" of Martial Saint, they couldn't be too late to be happy!

Even because of this news, some cultivators who had been patient still did not pretend directly and began to hurt people wantonly.

However, such a scene was suppressed by the martial arts sect.

Nowadays, the Martial Dao Sect is growing rapidly, and there are more and more masters, and if it weren't for some Jiedan cultivators making trouble, they would be able to deal with it.

"Take these people away from me."

In the East China Sea, Ju Hongyi watched indifferently as his subordinates tied up several cultivators.

But at this time, a figure walked out from the shadows.

He was dressed as a Yunyou Taoist priest and was a middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties.

This person is the real person in charge of the Xuanyin Sect.

Seeing him, Ju Hongyi immediately looked like a great enemy, and tightly held the alloy long sword in his hand.

"Ju Landlord, don't be nervous." Xuanyin Palm Sect smiled slightly and said, "Poor Dao is here to congratulate you on this trip."

"Congratulations?" Ju Hongyi frowned.

"Of course." Xuanyin Palm Sect smiled and said, "Now that the Martial Saint is dead, you are the first Martial Dao powerhouse of Blue Star, isn't this worthy of congratulations?"

Ju Hongyi narrowed his eyes and said,

"Are you recruiting me?" Immortal Fan, I am just a mortal, can I enter the eyes of your cultivators?

"A person with the combat power of Jiedan, who dares to say that he is a mortal?"

"I thank you for looking at it, but I Ju Hongyi is not ungrateful, please come back."

After Ju Hongyi finished speaking, he left with his subordinates.

Xuanyin Palm Sect looked at her back, revealing an uncertain look.

......

......

In the endless ocean.

Elder Na Lin's imperial sword flew, almost urging the speed to the extreme.

"Quick, quick, faster!"

Elder Lin's face was panicked, he never thought that a mortal could have such a power and still be unharmed in the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Walking out of the nuclear bomb, Lan Ying was not damaged in the slightest, and even his power was not reduced.

He knew in an instant that he was by no means the opponent's opponent.

Escape! Escape! Escape!

Only by returning to the sect will you have a chance to survive!

Elder Lin held his breath and drove the flying sword with all his strength.

In order to survive, he even did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique of burning life.

Such a speed is already faster than ordinary Yuan Infant cultivators.

Seeing that the land was in front of him, Elder Lin could even see the looming urban agglomeration, and at this time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, if it's someone else, maybe it's really planted in your hands, but my sword cultivation attack and speed are the first, even if you are perverted, it is useless to catch up with me!"

He snorted coldly and flew towards the spatial passage.

But at this time, a figure looked at him coldly in front of him.

He is dressed in black, his short hair moves with the wind, who is not Martial Saint Lan Ying?

"You... How is this possible?! Elder

Lin was stunned, looking at the neatly dressed Lan Ying, could it be said that the other party not only did not catch up with him, but even had the leisure to find a set of clothes, and arrived leisurely after dressing neatly?

Damn it!

How fast is this Martial Saint!

Elder Lin's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but swallow his spit, and said with a sneer: "

Your Excellency Martial Saint, I am an elder of the Sword Sect, and I don't know you before, why do you want to hunt me down?"

He expected that Lan Ying did not see his collusion with the generals of the United States with his own eyes, so he would not dare to kill him directly, at least he would be afraid of the sect behind him and leave him a way to live.

But obviously, he didn't know Lan Ying.

Lan Ying grinned and replied

, "There's no why, it's just that I can kill if I want."

"What?!" Elder Lin glared, "I'm an elder of the Sword Sect, you dare?" "

No matter what kind of Sword Sect Sword Sect you have, they all attacked me, causing me to lose hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, do you still want to survive from my hands? Have one's head in the clouds!

Lan Ying said, and suddenly pounced on this Lin Elder.

Crash!

He used his hand to make a knife, and suddenly cut off one of Elder Lin's arms, and blood suddenly came out and spilled from the sky to the sea.

Elder Lin screamed and fled to the spatial passage in embarrassment, shouting for help while shouting for help, hoping that a fellow sect could help him get out of this mortal situation.

"I still want to run if I mess with me?"

Lan Ying's face was indifferent, and she kept chasing behind.

The two chased all the way from the ocean to the urban agglomeration, which attracted the attention of the American people.

"Look, what's that?"

"My God, someone is fighting in the sky!"

"Who is chasing and killing the immortals?"

The people of the United States were shocked, for this time, they were certainly no strangers to the flying swords of the cultivators of the Sword Sect.

Seeing a Sword Sect elder fleeing in embarrassment, but an unknown expert followed closely behind, they were all shocked.

"Who the hell is capable of chasing and killing immortals?"

"It is said that the Martial Saint of the Xia Kingdom is preparing to confront the Sword Sect, is it him?"

"It's impossible, Martial Saint has died in a nuclear explosion!"

"Look, the immortals of the Sword Sect are about to be caught up!"

Someone pointed to the sky and said in horror.

Above the city.

Seeing that Elder Lin was about to flee into the spatial passage, Lan Ying suddenly accelerated, approached, and grabbed his other arm.

"Oops!"

Elder Lin still wanted to break his arm to survive, but where would Lan Ying give him this opportunity.

He punched hard, and the powerful punch blasted a big hole in Elder Lin's chest.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining power directly blasted Elder Lin's body, and before he died, he still widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

Whoops.

Blood fell from the sky, as if a rain of blood had fallen.