After breaking through the gate of Wujue Shrine, there was a loud bang, and a disciple named Wujue Shrine came to kill him.
Today is the day when the master of the Wujue Shrine, Jue Wushen, ascends to the throne as the supreme martial artist, and will never be provoked and destroyed by fanatics.
Boom!
"Topsy-turvy!!"
The strength of the palm poured out, like a raging wave surging away, killing all the disciples of the Wujue Shrine who came.
Don't say Bu Feifan at this time, even the third pig emperor didn't say much.
Wujue Shrine is the Dongying sect, and its disciples are all Dongying people.
Dongying people often wreak havoc overseas, and there is a very derogatory name for Dongying people in the Central Plains - Japanese pirates!
In this way, the three people broke open the gate and killed anyone they saw. Immediately, blood flowed into a river all over the ground, and the pungent bloody smell lingered.
When they reached the Wujue Shrine Square, which was the martial arts arena of the Tianxiahui in the past, there were already countless dead bodies behind the three of them.
"Bu Jingyun, Jianbaixian, you guys came just in time!"
Sitting on the golden dragon seat, Juewushen's big horse and golden saber are as immovable as a mountain, even if the disciples of Wujue Shrine below are brutally slaughtered, they will not be moved.
Beside him was a man in a golden dragon robe, with a middle-aged appearance and drooping hair. Although he was wearing an emperor's dragon robe, he was servile, and he bowed to show respect for Absolute Wushen.
It's ridiculous that the majestic martial arts master shows such humility to the head of the Dongying sect, and even wants to abdicate to let the virtuous.
Even a ten-year-old child would not be able to believe this, but it is a pity that the Wujue Shrine is powerful, and the Wujue Shrine is even more tyrannical.
Otherwise, how could it be so?
At this time, Bu Jingyun stepped on his feet, looked at Jue Wushen coldly and arrogantly, did not speak, and drew his sword to fight.
It is worthy of being the god of death who does not cry. He is as ruthless as him, and he is already close to the gods.
The peerless sword's edge was pulled backwards, but Bu Jingyun's body was flat, and he stabbed with the sword.
At that moment, the unicorn's arms exploded and blazed with raging flames, so behind Bu Jingyun appeared a flaming unicorn with a horny head.
hold head high!
The fire unicorn roared and galloped.
The huge fire unicorn was burning with flames all over its body, and at a glance, it looked like an ancient beast rushing toward its face.
The billowing heat burned the world, and even the sky was dyed a dazzling red glow. When half of the world was submerged in the red glow, Bu Jingyun stabbed with his peerless sword, but it was filled with the power of Heihan, the god of mending the sky. The most yin and black energy merged with the fire unicorn.
In an instant, the fire unicorn changed, and its body turned black inch by inch. When it was as black as ink, its scales were dim, and in a blink of an eye a black ink unicorn appeared with its feet on the ground.
It looks like a nightmare, but also like a ghost beast.
boom!
Huo Qilin rushed towards Jue Wushen, and his body was covered with invisible sword light. At this moment, the sword light exploded, which is the mystery of the return of thousands of swords.
Jue Wu's expression changed, he jumped up immediately, his body stood still in mid-air, and then slowly fell down.
But the golden dragon seat below exploded instantly.
Seeing this, Jue Wushen narrowed his eyes, and said without a smile on his face: "Unexpectedly, I really underestimated you."
"There is no god, you are doing evil and doing wrong, today is your death day."
The third pig emperor said, holding a five-ringed sword in his hand.
At this moment, the expression of the Martial Master changed, he first glanced at the third pig emperor, and then said to Jue Wushen: "Father, leave this person to me to deal with!"
"Also!"
Absolutely Wushen nodded with a sneer.
Having said that, the Martial Arts Supreme Master immediately jumped up and rushed towards the third pig emperor after getting the consent.
The third pig emperor sneered, "You fake kid, you must know how good I am."
"Hmph! Then I'll wait and see!!"
Said the Supreme Master of Wulin.
Immediately, the two stood together, and the swords collided immediately, generating lightning and flint, but the moves were strange and the sky fell apart.
On the other side, Bu Jingyun looked at Jue Wushen coldly and said: "Je Wushen must die!"
It was the fire unicorn again, the dark-colored fire unicorn soared into the sky carrying Wanjun sword energy, but it went straight through Jue Wushen.
At this moment Bu Feifei moved, his figure was not very fast, as if he had been cast down from an immortal, with a unique aura.
He casually pointed out a finger, and this finger turned into an index finger in mid-air. The index finger was huge and lifelike, and the fingerprints were clear, like a finger of a god, and a masculine and majestic aura rushed towards the end. Godless.
? Jue Wushen's feet are spread outwards, and his body is also squatting. At the same time, his fists are clenched.?It exploded in an instant.
The golden light condensed on his fist, and there was an earth-shattering killing intent condensed before it blasted out.
That killing intent shook the nine heavens, forming thick dark clouds in midair, and the terrifying killing intent screamed, covering the world like darkness for a moment.
Killing Fist is the most powerful boxing method without God.
Jue Wushen is really tyrannical, he is excellent in both offense and defense, he has a terrifying killing punch in offense, and an indestructible golden body in defense, making him almost invincible.
At this time, Bu Feifan's eyes were shining golden, but countless cracks spread out, and when the pupils were densely covered, a strange ability unfolded.
Ghost eyes and demon pupils Open!
"Is that your flaw?"
With the opening of the ghost eyes and demon pupils, Jue Wushen at this time took off his clothes in Bu Feifan's eyes, but as Bu Feifan's eyes continued to scan, he saw the golden shining body, the left armpit. But there is a point below, that point is not golden, it is the only position that is not covered by the immortal golden body.
At this time, the killing fist was rampant.
In the name of killing, his boxing method is naturally the killing method.
In terms of murderous martial arts, there are very few fighters who can compare to killing fists.
Jue Wushen's fists blasted out, and two golden lights blasted out. The golden ball of light was actually two golden fists. The golden fist print hit Bu Jingyun. After being avoided by Bu Jingyun, it was another golden fist print Boom.
Bu Feifan was also facing a killing fist attack, and the golden fist prints were densely packed like rain, forming a wall.
At this time, Bu Feifan did not retreat but advanced, his eyes lit up for a moment, and a strange glow flickered.
He stretched out his hand a little, and suddenly a black spot appeared from his fingertips. The black spot was small at first, but it expanded with infinite suction, like a miniature black hole.
At this moment, as soon as the black dot came out, a gust of wind immediately overflowed, and traces of white power rose from the ground, and all of them sank into the black hole, and the black hole expanded accordingly, turning into a black illusory sword almost instantly. .
A gust of yin and cold sword energy filled the sky and covered the ground.
At this time, the Yin Demon Sword Finger is absorbing the vitality of vegetation and the earth to form its own unique moves.
Sure enough, the white power was lost. In fact, all the plants and trees were all withered and yellow after being revived, and the air became heavier and heavier, as if it had lost some kind of vitality.
The strength of Yin Demon's sword is not to be underestimated.
At this time, facing Jue Wushen's killing fist, it really shook the world.
Jue Wushen stood up, stepping step by step, coming like a god and demon stepping on the moon, behind him was a violent killing intent, forming a black field, it was a black figure made of shredded tobacco, at this time, the figure was vague, and the sound of shouting and killing continued, All are made like ink dots.