Countless large and small sects and countless cultivators in the entire Biluo Continent have all dispatched for it in order to be able to gain the favor of Biluo Valley, and they are searching for Yun Jianchen's traces in their respective regions.

At this moment, after five days of rushing, Yun Jianchen finally arrived at the junction of the Biyu Continent and the Wentian Continent.

The masters here are like clouds, there are countless cultivators all over the place, and large formations are in operation, completely blocking the underground road, and Yun Jianchen can't escape from the Biyu Continent from the underground through the earth escape technique.

Yun Jianchen did not give up and swept along the border line.

Along the way, I still saw countless cultivators, among them, there were many half-step Saint Realm masters, and several of them were quite strong, and it was very likely that they were masters above the middle stage of the half-step Saint Realm.

"Who are you!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the air, and Yun Jianchen's body immediately stopped, and when he looked up, he saw two half-step Saint Realm masters stepping into the void.

When they saw Yun Jianchen's rugged face, they were immediately ecstatic and shouted, "Yun Jianchen is here!"

The sound poured into the true element power and rolled into the sky.

Yun Jianchen knew that his identity had been completely exposed, so he simply put away the golden rhinoceros skin mask and stepped into the void with his right foot.

At this time, the two half-step Saint Realm masters swung their swords and slashed at him.

Yun Jianchen's figure in the void moved abruptly, and raising his palm was a sky-destroying palm.

The huge palm that was transformed immediately covered these two half-step Saint Realm masters, these two people were nothing more than small sect elder-level figures.

I wanted to drag Yun Jianchen to wait for reinforcements, but I didn't expect that Yun Jianchen's strength was even stronger than the legend.

They sacrificed their body protection spirit weapons one after another, and as soon as those high-grade spirit weapons touched the giant palm, they were crushed into pieces.

These two people immediately changed color, they were immediately shot, they were just half-step Saint Realm early stage masters, their strength was far inferior to Han Shasha, and they were killed by Yun Jianchen in an instant.

The two bodies smashed directly in the air, and blood splattered everywhere.

At this moment, there were already several half-step Saint Realm masters around them, and when they saw this scene, they felt fear, and no one dared to take the lead in killing Yun Jianchen.

Yun Jianchen's eyes were cold, his right index finger pointed at them, and said coldly: "This is a grudge between me and the five major sects, Biluo Valley is my mortal enemy, if anyone dares to help Biluo Valley, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Yun Jianchen, you don't talk too much here, no matter how strong you are, you can't stop so many of us. ”

Wang Xingquan pointed at Yun Jianchen and instigated the other half-step Saint Realm masters: "Don't be bluffed by Yun Jianchen, we have two half-step Saint Realm mid-stage masters here, plus your assistance, even if you can't kill Yun Jianchen, you can still hold Yun Jianchen back." ”

"That's right, Wang Xingquan and I are half-step Saint Realm mid-stage masters, if we let Yun Jianchen slip out of our noses like this, it would be too incompetent. ”

Liu Mingwei sighed.

When they said this, those who had already been cowardly before also sacrificed high-grade spiritual weapons.

Seeing this, Yun Jianchen's eyes were full of murderous intent, he had to kill these people by bloody means.

He had to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, otherwise, he would be hunted down and killed by the cultivators of the entire Biyu Continent, and there would be only one way to die.

Yun Jianchen's heart moved, and the Chongfeng fist gloves immediately appeared in his palms.

Yun Jianchen put them on slowly.

When Liu Mingwei saw the Chongfeng fist glove, his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of greed, and he shouted: "That's the Zhongfeng Fist Glove of the middle grade immortal weapon, if we take it over and dedicate it to the Shangqing Sect, the Shangqing Sect will definitely not treat us badly." ”

"Yes, Biluo Valley will definitely reward us again. ”

"Kill Yun Jianchen, and our descendants will enjoy endless blessings!"

These half-step Saint Realm masters were all shining brightly, and they used all kinds of high-grade spiritual weapons to kill Yun Jian Chen.

"Chongfeng Kill!"

Yun Jianchen threw several punches one after another, and the phantoms of the peaks that were more than forty zhang high smashed into those half-step Saint Realm early stage masters.

These people were killed by Yun Jianchen in an instant, and in just one round, only Liu Mingwei and Wang Xingquan were left.

This is the power of the Heavenly Rank Yuan Shen, and this is the unparalleled terrifying combat power of the Heaven-Rebel.

Liu Mingwei and Wang Xingquan, the two half-step Saint Realm mid-stage masters, looked at each other, they both saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes, Yun Jianchen's strength was really beyond their expectations.

"Kill!"

Although Liu Mingwei was afraid, the huge honor brought by killing Yun Jianchen still made him desperate.

Wang Xingquan was also fantasizing about the huge benefits that killing Yun Jianchen could bring him.

The gap between the early stage of the half-step Saint Realm and the middle stage of the half-step Saint Realm was very large, and they believed that if they combined the power of the two people, even if they couldn't kill Yun Jianchen, how could they protect themselves.

"Reverse Sword Style!"

Wang Xingquan drank heavily.

The sharp sword was prompted by him, and the hilt of the sword suddenly shot towards Yun Jianchen, and when it was close to Yun Jianchen's two zhang range, it suddenly spun like a whirlpool.

The power of the whirlpool swept up by the rotation of the sword actually made Yun Jianchen's primordial spirit spin, which made Yun Jianchen very uncomfortable.

Yun Jianchen's body suddenly retreated backwards, and the sharp sword was also approaching him, Liu Mingwei was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately swung his sword to take advantage of the situation to kill Yun Jianchen.

"Fivefold Wave!"

Yun Jianchen shot out six terrifying palms one after another, and the terrifying palms formed by the fusion of these six terrifying palms directly shattered the whirlpool power emitted by the sword, and the sword was even more sonorous with a bang.

At this time, Liu Mingwei also deceived himself, and even threw a talisman to Yun Jianchen.

"Phantom Eye Rune!"

Yun Jianchen's eyes suddenly shot out a strange light, directly piercing into Liu Mingwei's eye socket, Liu Mingwei's expression was stunned, and the talisman fell to the ground before he could cast it.

"Space Stagnation!"

Yun Jianchen pounced on Liu Mingwei, and at this time, Liu Mingwei was already within the range of eight zhang in front of him, that is, the range covered by the spatial stagnation fist.

The spatial power that burst out from his left fist instantly blocked Liu Mingwei's body.

"Chongfeng Kill!"

Yun Jianchen's terrifying blow that followed directly smashed Liu Mingwei's head to the point of bleeding, and many bones in his entire body had already exploded.

As soon as Wang Xingquan caught the sharp sword that was shocked away, he saw that Liu Mingwei had been seriously injured by Yun Jianchen, and his face immediately changed greatly, just now he and Yun Jianchen had a short confrontation, and he also knew that Yun Jianchen's strength was very strong, and it was not something he could deal with.

Seeing that Liu Mingwei was about to be killed, Wang Xingquan was even more frightened in his heart, and immediately turned his head and ran.

There was a loud bang, and Yun Jianchen had already killed Liu Mingwei.

In a few steps, it has swept out a hundred feet away, and it has already narrowed the distance between him and Wang Xingquan.

Wang Xingquan felt the movement coming from behind, and his heart became even more frightened, and he turned around and shouted: "Yun Jianchen, I am blinded by the desire for profit, so I did something foolish, you have a lot of them, just spare me this time." ”

"Huh!"

Yun Jianchen sneered, his gaze suddenly swept to the ground, and he immediately saw that there were many cultivators hundreds of meters away.

There were quite a few cultivators among them, at least a few hundred, and among them, there were also two half-step Saint Realm masters who were stepping on the void and coming towards him.

"Yun Jianchen is here, come and help me kill him!"

Wang Xingquan shouted at them.

These two half-step Saint Realm masters did not join the battlefield at the first time, but hid far away, Wang Xingquan flew towards them, but they moved away.

Seeing this, Wang Xingquan immediately became angry, and shouted violently: "What are you two doing, our enemies are the same, we are all going to kill Yun Jianchen, with my half-step mid-stage Saint Realm cultivation, plus the two of you, clean up Yun Jianchen, isn't it still handy?"

"You, do you treat us as fools, you are being chased by Yun Jianchen and have nowhere to escape, and you want to use our brothers as a shield, don't you?"

"Grass, raised by a son of a bitch, it's just that I'm incompetent, and I want to harm us. ”

These two half-step Saint Realm masters had heard Wang Xingquan's words begging for mercy before, and if they were stupidly rushing up to fight with Yun Jianchen, it would be a brain flood.

When they saw that Wang Xingquan wanted to treat them as substitutes, how could they not be angry.

Wang Xingquan was red and white by what they said, so many people were still slaughtered by Yun Jianchen just now, how could the two of them join to change the situation of the battle, so he wanted to treat the other party as his own substitute for the dead ghost from the bottom of his heart.

"Chongfeng Kill!"

Yun Jianchen threw several heavy punches at Wang Xingquan one after another, and the phantoms of the peaks that were more than forty zhang high smashed violently, smashing Wang Xingquan into a corpse.