Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

The nine tokens were snatched by Zifeng from the endless sea by the Dharma protector!

Each token is the eye of the array ten thousand years ago!

Zifeng doesn't know how to urge, but someone can!

Xiao Guang's face was covered with frost. The experience of the Wu family made him feel the same. Under the prison array, these people can't escape alone... Three months, but only three months. How could Zhuang Yixin think that from the later stage of King Wu to the early stage of Wu Zun, ordinary martial artists need more than ten years, and Wu Zifeng only took three months!

Escape? Where else can I escape!

The whole world is closed, and their way of life is closed. It won't be long before they will follow in Wei Liangxin's footsteps!

On the high platform, Wu Tianjie and Fu Lao sat side by side. Their faces twitched and looked at the scene in front of them. The language seemed to have become pale.

The elder of Xueguang sect is in a mess. The sect leader has no power to fight back and died under Wu Zifeng. What else can they do?

"Kill the blood light sect!" Tang Yun, who has always been gentle, suddenly shouted in the rear... Zifeng was silent. He held the Trident that made everyone greedy before, but now no one dares to covet it!

At the sea temple, Zifeng had mastered all the five Trident styles. Now let's practice with them!

"Wave stacking type!" With a light exhortation, the whole sky in front of me suddenly twisted... Soared into the air, and a space fold stretching thousands of feet collapsed towards the front... Now the blood red disciple in blood red robe has become a living target in reality!

There was nowhere to hide. Tens of thousands of people were hit, spitting blood, and a grandstand collapsed. Under this attack, countless people were killed and injured. Half of the sky was covered by broken limbs and arms. The blood was sprayed. It was bloody!

After a blow, Zifeng stepped lightly, "breaking the waves!" In front of the air engine, the whole space suddenly becomes distorted, like raising layers of waves... The waves are surging, and nearly 10000 people fleeing towards both sides have bumpy feet and can't hold themselves. Holding their heads, they feel like they are in a bumpy sea, vomiting repeatedly... Filth, fresh blood and viscera. When these things are mixed together, This picture can't be forgotten by everyone in the field for a lifetime!

The Trident rises in the air from the bottom to the top, and a thin space crack rips to a thousand feet away from Zifeng. A huge space crack, like the devil's ferocious lips, devours tens of thousands of people in front... After two blows, Zifeng's liquid sea power within 100000 feet of the Dantian, And the purple Xuan fire that returns again in the sky is boiling and wants to get out of body. Looking around, in the whole square, less than a thousand of the 100000 disciples of xueguangzong survived, together with a cadre of elders including chifan and Feng Yu, clinging to the outer wall of the array!

"Wu Zifeng, you... The demon clan is coming, you......" Zhuang Yixin wanted to scold Zifeng several times, but when he saw that pair of dark eyes, he didn't dare to say it!

Ignoring Zhuang Yixin and others, the halberd pointed directly at the thousands of people who survived the xueguangzong. The voice was cold, but it contained the will of heaven and earth, "give you a chance. Only one of you can survive. Who is it? Make your own choice!"

At this moment, it was very much like treating the Wu family just now!

However, after a moment of silence, a fight began... Turning around, pointing to a sect leader in the air, he asked the people who had ruddy color on the high platform, "do they kill or not?"

Within the same level, Zifeng has never lost a war. No matter how many people Zhuang Yixin has, in the final analysis, he is not a strong warrior! If Zifeng is willing, his spiritual talent will be slaughtered by others!

It's ridiculous that the life and death of a sect leader should be reduced to the existence determined by others!

"Wu Zifeng, the demon clan is in chaos. Do you want to help the tyrant and go against the sky?" Zhuang Yixin's remark is undoubtedly an excuse for several people and wants to find a way to live.

Behan also nodded his head, strengthened his self stabilization, and said bitterly, "if there are casualties in several cases, there will be no one to resist the demon army, and the sectarian land will be over!"

All the people fell down one after another, and chongzifeng admonished!

It's really ridiculous. Even if you fall here, you still have to pretend to be dignified. From the moment Zhuang Yixin spoke, we could see that they didn't know who was standing in front of them at all?

God? What is heaven for a man who breaks the thunder of heaven twice?

In a word, the whole Sanguang sect could be extinguished in a single incense stick. Rao Shitang Yun's face was also a little red.

Wu Lei jumped up and shouted, "brother Zifeng, kill them all, kill them all..."

However, before he finished, Wu Haoran kicked him aside!

Fu Lao waved to Zi Feng, and the Trident was received in his body. Zi Feng hurried over and helped Fu Lao.

"The demon clan is hoarding outside the blood light sect. Let them go when the situation is urgent..." Fu Laoyi is kind-hearted, even if he was tortured like that before.

Wu Tianjie also nodded... Just zipan and others relaxed their air conditioning. If the Wu family really wants to kill them, with the power shown by Wu Zifeng just now, they can only wait for death except that the supreme elder of the misty palace can compete!

But Fu Lao is satisfied with them. Where's Zifeng?

The tears on LAN Xian's face haven't dried yet, just like Zifeng's anger that hasn't been quenched yet!

Even if the blood light sect was destroyed, it was not enough, far from enough. In his eyes, Zifeng turned around and walked straight towards Xingbao!

Retreating, the leader of Yanmen sect looked like a dead ash, "you, what are you doing?"

"Don't do anything, just against the sky!" The cold voice is just like the original.

"Zifeng..." Bai Yihan shouted out anxiously in the rear. The scene in front of her had already made her unable to accept, let alone add more life... Not far away, there were thousands of people in xueguangzong, and finally there was only chifan. He was standing with a bloodstained long knife, looking like crazy, "ha ha..."

The laughter stopped suddenly. I didn't know when a long sword appeared on my chest. The long sword passed through my chest, carrying thousands of hatred. Chifan looked back hard. Taishi Wang stood behind with a smile on his face, and then fell powerlessly to the ground... However, Taishi Wang looked at Zifeng for a few seconds, and then pulled out his sword to kill himself and end his absurd and humble life.

"Wu Zifeng, as long as you don't kill me, I promise to return to Yuanzong..." Zhuang Yixin looked flustered and tried to stop Zifeng's anger.

At this moment, there was a loud bang. Outside the array, the three people in the Piaomiao palace looked at the situation below in amazement.

Hu Hansan's old face twitched twice, then looked at Kun wubing helplessly, and his eyes were full of shock.

"If you want to live, you can kneel down!" Looking directly at the Huqiu and others above, Zifeng was fearless.

"This?" His face turned red immediately after climbing