As soon as the footsteps were raised, the figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared in the air.

Whether it was the silver axe from the canopy, the Zen staff of Master Yizhan, or the long sword incarnated by Xiao Xuan, they all came to nothing.

The next moment, the broken soul appeared directly above the war boat, his eyes swept over the quiet rooms in the war boat, and with a raised right hand, he punched at one of them.

There are nine people in this quiet room, except for the aquatic Yuan Infant clone, the other eight people are all seriously injured, and it is naturally much more convenient to fight and kill than to deal with Tianpeng and the other three, not to mention, the aquatic will turn around at any time, and if you hesitate, the fighter will disappear in a flash.

The dazzling golden fist shadow slammed firmly into the silent room.

There was a loud bang, and a cloud of gold and silver spiritual light rose in the air, and the warship flew towards the ground like a meteor.

Seeing that the warship was about to crash into the ground, it was still a hundred feet away from the ground, and suddenly it rose into the sky again.

As for the quiet room, it only caved into a deep depth, giving birth to cracks, but it did not completely collapse.

Broken Soul was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of surprise.

With his current supernatural powers, he couldn't smash this warship into two with one punch? This is really unbelievable!

Could it be that this battle boat is a Saint-level spirit treasure? This is almost impossible, with the strength of the human race, who would spend so much precious spiritual material to refine a war boat that has no great use?

Suddenly, I remembered something, and I was secretly depressed, since Shui Sheng had obtained the treasure of the Seven Yao Demon Lords, what was a Saint-level Spirit Treasure level battle boat?

As soon as his footsteps were raised, he chased after him, his heart moved at will, and the mana in his body rushed towards his right arm, lifting ten percent of his strength, and punching at the quiet room.

The wind and thunder roared. The golden shadow of the fist pierced the gray sky like the blazing sun.

This time, the ashram was completely smashed and deformed and stuck to the deck, and even the other two ashrams next door were smashed down. The warship rolled and crashed into a small mountain peak more than a hundred feet high, and the ground shook. Dust and smoke filled the air, and the mountain peaks collapsed with a bang.

The movement of the broken soul was too fast, and by the time the cyan long sword of Xiao Xuan's incarnation roared and chased after him, the battle boat had been buried by the rubble.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

Broken Soul snorted coldly, turned around unhurriedly, raised his left hand, and punched the long sword.

Deal with these Heavenly Immortal Realm monks. He regained his courage.

The fist shadow exploded in the air, and the long sword flew upside down, seemingly a few points faster than when it came, and in a flash, it crashed into the golden dragon that followed the long sword, and with a "click", the golden dragon was cut in two, and the two halves of the dragon's body were twisted and changed, turning into two golden Zen staffs.

The moment the Zen staff broke, the face of Master Yizhan who followed the Zen staff changed suddenly. The body shook a few times, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of the mouth, although this Zen staff was just a spiritual treasure. But it has been polished in his body for thousands of years, and he has long been attached to each other.

Thin cracks appeared on the cyan flying sword, and it seemed that it was not far from shattering.

The light and shadow on the long sword flashed, Xiao Xuan appeared, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were also mottled with blood, and his toes were a little bit, and the long sword suddenly flew towards Master Yizhan and Tianpeng, and the sleeves of his robe were raised. Seven flying swords flew out of their sleeves, and the blue light flickered and turned into a long time. Protected by the body.

He's not stupid at all, right now. Only three people can be a little safe, and one person who escapes alone will die faster, as long as he persists until the water returns, the broken soul may flee again.

Tianpeng clenched the silver axe in both hands, and his face was ugly, as if he was so afraid that he didn't even dare to cut out the silver axe.

Broken Soul looked at the three of them coldly, secretly satisfied in his heart, this kind of hearty domineering and pleasure can never be expressed in words.

Stretching out his hand and grabbing the void, between the flashes of golden light, a golden thick-backed mountain slashing knife appeared in the palm of his hand, and with the appearance of the golden knife, the surrounding void trembled violently.

"If the three of you can resist Benjun's knife, I will give you a chance to surrender to Benjun!"

The long knife in the hand of the broken soul was raised obliquely, and with a rush of mana, a brilliant golden brilliance burst out of the blade, and in the blink of an eye, a golden sword shadow a hundred zhang long floated out of thin air above the long knife, and the original qi of heaven and earth suddenly rolled and rushed towards the sword shadow, and the knife shadow became brighter and brighter, and more and more condensed

"Holy Order Spirit Treasure?"

Canopy murmured. The next moment, he suddenly raised the silver axe in his hand and scolded angrily: "You go to die!"

With a strong wave of his arms, the silver axe flew out of his hand, spun and slashed away, the wind and thunder roared, and the void was split in half.

Master Yizhan stretched out his hand to spread out a dilapidated scroll inscribed with countless golden runes, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and in the buzzing sound, a blue mountain peak phantom floated out of the scroll, and the next moment, it was dripping and spinning to break the soul and fly away, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain peak had turned into dozens of zhang high, and it was still rapidly rising and shrinking.

On the other side, Xiao Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the seven long swords in front of him, and in the sound of clear sound, the seven long swords shot towards the broken soul in the shape of plum blossoms.

The three of them unexpectedly launched an attack in advance.

"Look for death!"

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Broken Soul's mouth, he took a deep breath, and waved the long knife in his right hand outward.

With a loud bang, the golden shadow of the sword body trembled, and suddenly shattered, splitting into three, and the dazzling golden light rose to the sky, and the three golden sword shadows slashed down in three directions.

Naturally, these three sword shadows did not slash at a few magic weapons, but went straight to the three of them.

At the same time, as soon as his footsteps were raised, he suddenly crossed a thousand zhang to the left, and the golden knife in his hand was dangerous

In front of the three of them, there was suddenly a left and a right two sword shadows crossed and slashed.

"Despicable!"

Tianpeng cursed indignantly, and as soon as the figure flickered, he was about to rush out to the side, but he was already a step slower, and the space around his body was tight, and he only rushed out a dozen feet away, and a knife light had stabbed obliquely, and the wind was blowing.

In the panic, he didn't have time to sacrifice any magic weapon, so he waved his right fist and blasted it over.

With a muffled "bang", the shadow of the knife collapsed, a fist with broken bones and tendons in the arm, blood spurted wildly in the mouth, and the figure was thrown hundreds of feet away by a huge force.

Master Yizhan also threw out his fists together, blocking a knife light, and the sound of bones shattering came, and the two thin arms broke at the same time, and with a muffled snort, he fell to the ground.

Xiao Xuan picked up the flying sword under his feet on his toes, blocking it in front of him, and with a "bell", the golden light and blue light flickered in front of him, the sword shadow collapsed, the long sword shattered, and the fragments of magic weapons hit the body, and the good body was suddenly torn apart.

A hundred zhang away, the gray light flashed, and Xiao Xuan's figure resurfaced, his face was pale, his lips trembled, and his eyes were full of horror and fear.

Looking at the blood rain again, there was a blood-red talisman that trembled a few times and turned into ashes.

"Substitute Talisman!"

Broken Soul muttered, his face suddenly gloomy, he originally thought that under his sword light, one or two people would die unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that these three people actually had their own means of saving their lives, especially Tianpeng and Yizhan Master, whose bodies were really strong, and they actually blocked the sword light with brute force.

With a rush of mana, the golden knife in his hand erupted again with a dazzling golden light.

Before he could make any more moves, the wind was howling behind him, and more than ten dazzling black lights flew like lightning.

In the black light, there was a black long sword several zhang long.

As the long sword approached, the void was suddenly cold and piercing.

Broken Soul couldn't help but change his complexion, and he didn't care about making any more moves at the three of them, he suddenly turned around, shouted angrily, held the knife in both hands, and waved it hard, and a gorgeous golden light rose in front of him, and in the explosion, one by one the golden sword shadows slashed towards the flying swords.

In the loud roar, a cloud of golden and black spiritual light exploded in the air, the sword shadows collapsed, but the long sword also stopped rushing forward, and after hovering in the air for a week, it slashed at the broken soul again, but the speed was no longer comparable to Fang Cai.

In the distance, Shui Sheng strode over and said coldly: "If you can take the stick of the deity, the deity will also give you a chance to surrender!"

As soon as the words fell, a hundred-foot-long silver stick shadow broke through the sky like a dragon, and there was a loud rumbling sound in the void.

Broken Soul's face was cloudy for a while, and he wanted to turn around and flee, but he didn't want to suffer this humiliation.

According to Fang Cai's plan, the Blood Sky Demon Lord will definitely kill the horse pistol, and among the demon dragon generals in the other two directions, there is also a killer in the dark and there is a possibility of killing the aquatic under the siege.

It's easy to escape, and his reputation will definitely plummet in the clan, could it be that a dignified demon lord doesn't even dare to take a blow from a realm cultivator?

What's more, the aquatic life has just experienced a fierce battle, maybe he has already exhausted his strength, at this time it is very likely to use big words to intimidate himself, want to scare himself away, if he really turns around and flees, the aquatic life also escapes, and everyone wants to besiege the aquatic group is difficult to climb to the sky.

After all, a Golden Immortal Cultivator could tear through the space at any time and escape from this secret realm.

The shadow of the stick is like a mountain, the sword qi is like a rainbow, it is coming in an instant, and he is not allowed to make more choices!

With a horizontal heart, suddenly the head let out an angry shout, and with a rush of mana, a dazzling golden light burst out from the body, and the bones of the whole body roared, and the body was twisted and changed in the golden light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant with three heads and six arms in height.

It is also the true magic skill of Shura, and it is also in a violent state, the giant who is incarnated by the broken soul has no demonic flames around him, and even the pieces of scale armor that should have been as black as ink have been rendered into a golden color by the dazzling golden light bursting out of his body, adding a bit of solemnity out of thin air.

The golden knife in his hand shook the sand and sand and blew the tomb and rake the bad pier

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