The King of Chu Juechen was silent

The two giant hammers were carried on his shoulders and grasped in his hands, and the space under his feet vibrate, the only difference is that the end of the hammer handle is a cyan tiger head, not a dragon head.

Wen Renhao's expression under "Yan Qi's quick battle" also became a little serious, obviously a little worried, because Tian Wuya's blow just now was too terrifying, and Yan Qi died if he was not careful.

Yan Qi's gaze swept over Wen Renhao and nodded, his eyes looked at Tian Wuya calmly, the corners of Yan Qi's mouth immediately leaned upwards and leaked snow-white teeth, leaking a smile, and the spiritual power on his body gradually diffused, like a sleeping lion waking up, and the momentum on his body was gradually guaranteed.

The long clothes were ethereal, the black hair was flying in the air, and the two huge iron hammers in his hands were also glowing with rune light.

"Martial soul melting, domineering the world," Yan Qi said coldly.

"Yan Qi has also begun to melt the martial soul, I heard that it is the Xuangang Heavenly Hammer Martial Soul" In everyone's discussion, Yan Qi held the two giant hammers in his hands and rushed towards Tian Wuya, and the giant hammer in the air drew two flames.

In an instant, he came to Tian Wuya's body, a hammer swept, and the fierce momentum gushed out, and the trees in front of him were bent by the wind that brought up, Tian Wuya's figure flashed and came to Yan Qi's back, but the giant hammer in Yan Qi's other hand swept back, and Tian Wuya didn't have any chance to get close at all.

The whole person wanted to withdraw, and then the tip on Yan Qi's tiger-headed giant hammer flew out and directly wrapped around Tian Wuya's legs, and pulled it forward, Tian Wuya flew towards Yan Qi without any ability to resist, and the giant hammer in his hand went up, and the crisp sound of poofing didn't know whether Tian Wuya's body was bursting or his bones were shattered.

The two giant hammers in Yan Qi's hands hit Tian Wuya like a storm, and the flesh and blood were blurred in an instant, Wang Buyu looked at the moment when he wanted to save Tian Wuya, and a black light flashed in front of him the moment his body turned around, and the cold light was overwhelming, cold and cold.

Chu Jiechen held a knife three feet long, one foot long handle, a total of four feet long ink-colored long knife, the blade was extremely black, the handle was carved with golden dragon patterns, and the overall look was like this black long knife seemed to be spit out of the golden dragon's mouth.

"Wang Buyu, your opponent is me" The momentum on his body burst out instantly, and the blue ink knife was horizontal in front of him, with the domineering spirit of an emperor who shocked the world.

Wang Buyu was stopped by Chu Juechen, and could only watch Tian Wuya die without the ability to fight back, his face appeared fierce, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand, the sword body was red and flashing, and it looked like there was a dragon scale inlay on it.

"The mysterious weapon created by the Red Dragon Crystal, the ancestor of the Wang family really had a great opportunity back then"

Everyone also said with some envy, after all, there have already been two Xuanqi royal families made of dragon crystals.

The two of them shot almost at the same time, the spiritual power in the sky flew, and the sky fell, like countless fireworks blooming in the night sky, gorgeous and dazzling, under the sun, the colorful spiritual power in the sky collided with each other, and countless scratches appeared in the sky, and the red light and black light collided with each other.

In a short instant, there were already hundreds of moves, and the space between the two people was full of holes, and everyone took a deep breath of cold air, which would be devastating if it was on the ground.

Wang Buyu's figure appeared in the air in a flash, each figure was in a different posture, the momentum was monstrous, shocking the universe, the eyes flowed from the feeling of coldness, the Xuanjian was held horizontally, the Xuanjian was tilted, the Xuanjia was on his back, the Xuanjian was held back, the Xuanjian was held in the air, and the Xuanjian was held high in the air, surrounding Chu Juechen.

"The Wang family became famous in martial arts, and the eight clouds and shadows, I heard that Wang Renjie's Lao Yan Shuangfei will evolve from this"

Immediately, some older people in Linhai City looked at the sky and said, Chu Feng also looked up at the clouds in the sky above and heard that it had never appeared since the ancestor of the Wang family had performed it, and he heard that it was particularly difficult to cultivate, and he had succeeded in cultivating since he went to Wang Buyu.

There was a hint of worry in my heart.

Chu Yun also looked at the eight figures, frowned, and it was not uncommon for him to have such an exercise in his previous life, called the Thousand Traces Demon Shadow, which could evolve into tens of millions of himself, and the main purpose was to confuse the enemy.

But looking at Wang Buyu's figure, every feeling feels like a reality, although he knows that only one of them is a deity, but this is too realistic, is it a remnant of a heaven-level martial art.

Chu Jiechen looked at the clones around him, and with a wave of the ink sword in his hand, an ink light flashed in the air, "There are many of them, ants are ants after all", and his tone was very domineering, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Chu Jiechen, I knew that you would not stand idly by, this Bafang Cloud Shadow was originally prepared for you, and I will use your head to commemorate my shame today."

The eight figures spoke at the same time, and voices came from all directions, and everyone couldn't tell which one was the deity.

"But you don't have a chance in this life"

Chu Juechen slowly raised the ink knife in front of him, and the black gas began to fill the ink knife, and the black gas gradually became thicker, wrapping Chu Jiechen little by little, Chu Jiechen loomed in the black mist, and the whole person seemed to be fogging.

"Kill"

Eight figures, all slashed down towards Chu Juechen, eight red sword lights rose into the sky, and eight red heavenly pillars slashed at different angles from eight directions, but people looked at such an attack almost invulnerable, eight directions, eight angles There are always one or two that cannot be avoided.

Chu Jiechen stood in the middle and looked at the eight red rays of light that were pressing towards him, and the ink knife in his hand flipped up, refracting a ray of sunlight, and the black mist became even more intense.

"The Knife Comes to the Dark"

After speaking, the body quickly spun in place, and a black tornado that reached the sky appeared in front of everyone, sweeping the heavens and the earth, the ink flew, and under the influence of the black mist, a radius of thousands of miles turned into a pitch-black space, and the five fingers were not visible, there was no light, no color.

It was pitch black in front of me, and the silence around me was terrible, it was a dead silence, and everything seemed to have fallen into the original chaos of the universe.

After a few breaths, the sky brightened, and everyone gradually saw Wang Buyu's doppelganger disappear without a trace, and his heart was pierced by the ink knife, and the whole person was embarrassed, standing in the space with a frightened look, looking at Chu Jiechen in front of him, Chu Jiechen was still standing and looking at Wang Buyu with his hands in his hands.

Suddenly, five or six people jumped out of the ground, and the elders of the royal family instantly surrounded Chu Juechen, and they all sacrificed their martial souls, and all kinds of martial souls emerged in endlessly, but Chu Jiechen looked still light, and directly waved his arm, raised his palm and pressed down, and a huge ink knife appeared in the sky above everyone's martial soul.

Directly penetrated all the people's martial souls, the sky was miserable, and everyone couldn't help but tremble when they looked at it, and the elder of the Wang family was slaughtered in an instant.

A simple move wiped out the core power of the Wang family, and the huge ink knife with a handle fell into the air, making people shudder.

"Enlightenment Realm"

Elder Xuanqi opened his mouth and said, everyone immediately looked over, and Chu Yun also realized at this time that since his grandfather was a monk of the Enlightenment Realm, he was the most powerful in Linhai City, and I am afraid that the Lingquan Sect and the Mystery Lan Sect could not be compared.

"Chu Jiechen has entered the realm of enlightenment"

Everyone is also at a loss, since the Chu family has concealed such a big thing until now, it can be seen how much they can forbear. Chu Feng also smiled bitterly, he only knew that his father had entered the Enlightenment Realm.

"Chu Juechen, since you have entered the realm of enlightenment"

Wang Buyu didn't expect this at all, he looked at Chu Juechen coldly, as soon as Chu Juechen's palm condensed, the ink knife on Wang Buyu's chest disappeared, turned into a cloud of black gas, flew back into his palm, and condensed into an ink knife.

Chu Yun looked at what should be his grandfather's mystical weapon, there are many kinds of mystical artifacts in the Divine Continent, all of which have to be physical and some are fog bodies, and the ink knife in Chu Juechen's palm is a perennial condensed mist of heaven and earth, condensed but not dispersed, scattered and condensed, and became a unique existence.

"The old man's name is Moying," Chu Juechen's long knife filled the front of him with a black mist, "The Chu family will never let their relatives face it alone, my Chu Juechen's grandson is not something you can bully"

A transparent hole appeared in Wang Buyu's chest, and the blood and qi all over his body swelled, and the whole person became fierce and vicious, his eyes became red, and the whole person was other special and weird, and since Wang Buyu's body appeared the breath of a mysterious beast.

Chu Yun looked at the Xuanjian in Wang Buyu's hand, and immediately knew what was going on, Wang Buyu fed this Xuanjian with his own blood, the Xuanjian was made of Jiaolong Crystal with the breath of Jiaolong, this was a crazy move to combine himself and Xuanqi.

A flame of martial soul also appeared in the sky above him, and the flames rose into the sky, and the power was not much weaker than the martial soul that Wang Renjie sacrificed at the beginning.

"With my hard work, cast your body, with my soul, call your soul, I sacrifice heaven and earth with my martial soul, please return"

After speaking, the red sword in his hand trembled violently, and the sword exuded a faint dragon might, the sword dragon groaned, and the red mist on the sword body slowly turned into a small crimson dragon, and the dragon was entangled to find the sword and frantically sucked Wang Buyu's blood.

Wang Buyu's martial soul also gradually disappeared.

"Wang Buyu, is this going to be the last blow desperately?"

"Of course, didn't you see him sacrificing heaven and earth?"

Wang Buyu's eyes were red, and he held the red sword in his hand, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the surrounding beasts surrendered, and a red dragon slowly circled in the sky.

Covered with red scales, the huge dragon claws condensed in the air and crushed the space, the huge dragon head raised up and slowly looked down, and the huge dragon eyes looked at Chu Juechen coldly.

At this time, in front of the huge Jiaolong, Chu Jiechen looked so small, and the Jiaolong exuded an unrivaled dragon might.

"This is the coercion that only Emperor Wu has, is this Jiaolong real?"

After everyone finished speaking, they looked at Wang Buyu, at this time, Wang Buyu had become full of white hair, his face was withered, his body was completely devoid of blood, his skin was shriveled, and his body was still holding the Xuanjian high, but it looked very thin, like a gust of wind that could be blown away.

[The follow-up is more exciting]