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However, his reminder was too late, and countless hidden weapons were like flowers and rain in the sky, pouring down in all directions against Ji Wushang.

Sizzle

A hidden weapon like a flower rain fell on Ji Wushang's body, bursts of sparks appeared, the ordinary and strange long sword drew arcs, and the hidden weapon was dragged by the strange force and turned around him. , And then shot out one after another.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

When the blood blossoms bloomed, the hidden weapons they shot were returned to them by Ji Wushang's transfer of flowers and jade, and returned to them in the same way.

The accuracy of the hidden weapons used by these martial artists was much more accurate than that of the imperial army using the god-arm crossbow. At least more than 100 hidden weapons were aimed at Ji Wushang.

Therefore, it was redirected and returned to a lot of people, and its power and speed were much more terrifying than before, easily piercing one body after another.

The blood was sprayed indiscriminately. Except for a few masters such as the heads of the three factions, more than 200 people almost fell to the ground.

However, although the damage caused by these hidden weapons was appalling, very few people were killed right away, and it was obvious that they were well-measured.

From this it can be seen that Ji Wushang's mastery of the divine skill of transferring flowers and receiving jade has been promoted to the master level by him, and has already reached the point of perfection.

With an indifferent smile on Ji Wushang's face, he stepped out, his body disappeared, and he appeared again and fell into the three schools.

The head of the Kunlun faction first spotted him and couldn't help but uttered in amazement, "How can you move flowers to jade? Does your Zhenwu Palace even have martial arts for moving flowers!"

Ji Wushang spreads the world's many superior martial arts, many of which are indeed owned by various sects, and some are specious, or intentionally but different in shape.

Ji Wushang smiled without saying a word, his figure flickered, and he set himself again, with the heads of the Hainan faction and Kongtong faction in his hands.

"Monster! Someone killed me!" The head of the Kongtong faction was filled with grief and anger.

However, he and the head of the Hainan faction had already been spotted on the acupuncture points and could not move. At this moment, he could do nothing but roar incompetence.

The head of the dignified faction was in his hands, and he was like a child without the power to resist, so that the people around him couldn't help being shocked.

In the horrified gazes of these two heads, Ji Wushang used the Star-Sucking Dafa again, and heterogeneous true energy continued to flow into his body.

In the blink of an eye, his two people's skills were sucked dry, and their bodies collapsed to the ground. After a while, there was no sound. This star-absorbing Dafa is now really domineering.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the Kunlun faction followed in their footsteps, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes to die. Although his martial arts were high, he was unable to resist.

But after Ji Wushang dropped his body on the ground at will, he stopped looking at him.

In the blink of an eye, all three famous leaders of the world died at his hands.

And his skill has increased again for more than ten years.

Ji Wushang found that the cultivation base of these heads was not as good as Kunlun Seven Swords.

"What kind of magic did this man use? The three heads of them died too weirdly!" An aristocratic child swallowed and said with horror.

"It just seemed to listen to the head of Kunlun yelling, his true energy was swallowed by that person?"

"How can this kind of martial arts be possible to devour the true energy of others?"

"Don't let him get close, and don't give him the opportunity to use the demon technique!"

"Fart! How can you do something to him if you are not close, do you use a hidden weapon, you forgot what happened just now?" The Emei school disciple who had just reminded him yelled.

"Then what you can do, that evildoer is not a person at all!"

"That's the demon method. No wonder he just broke through the elite of the imperial court. It is still so terrible now, like tirelessly and without consumption. It turned out to be able to take other people's qi for their own use! Why does this demon method appear in The world!"

"Yes, it's a demon technique, this can no longer be called martial arts!"

When the sound fell, many people around had their eyes flickering, and their eyes staring at Ji Wushang in the distance became fiercer. They all realized the invincibility and terrifying of this technique.

Chapter 24, the winner is king, this is the way of heaven (second more, first order)

"Amitabha!"

Shaolin abbot had a sad expression on his face, as if he was hurt by the three heads’ brutal hands. He looked at Ji Wushang and sighed: "Since the donor is so committed to the devil, he refuses to stop and commits murder in vain, don’t blame me for joining hands. magic."

boom!

Needless to say, all the forces, seeing the tragic situation of the Kunlun, Kongtong, and Hainan factions, were extremely cautious in their hearts, and directly shot all without reservation.

Murderous spirit soars through the sky.

In an instant, whether it was an old monster such as the Four Gods and Monks of Shaolin Temple, or the outstanding young masters of the younger generation.

One figure after another, thousands of killing intents gathered together, wave after wave attacked Ji Wushang, and he was like duckweed in the sea, thin and weak.

boom!

A huge sword light of thirty feet long penetrated from the crowd.

Where Jianmang passed, blood boiled into the air, and the broken limbs fell to the ground, and the ground was full of internal organs and blood.

Directly and rudely, with the power of a sword, killing a hundred people.

"Ahhh! Help!"

"Broken! Broken! Broken down!"

"Master! Save me! I don't want to die!"

Thousands of eyes Qing Qing looked at the sword light that had disappeared, and could vaguely feel the sharp and sharp air in the air, only feeling the body chill.

A pair of eyes were dumbfounded, like seeing a myth.

With a sword light of thirty feet, dare to ask if this martial arts has ever had it since ancient times?

"Don't retreat, he has only one person!" the head of the Qingcheng faction reminded.

The color of fear in the thousands of pairs of eyes quickly disappeared and was covered by greed.

The power of a group can sometimes make people blindly forget fear.

Similarly, it is easy to lose your mind.

"kill!"

A series of fierce attacks pour down on Ji Wushang again.

Ji Wushang stood there without taking a half step. He glanced at the more than a hundred people who were killed and injured just now, and his heart twitched slightly.

It's a waste, it might be a hundred or eighty years of skill.

boom!