Wu Ming's emotions had been completely contained, Yan Qiu had already gone, and the person in front of him was just another person he had never met, an enemy.

It seems to be an understatement, but every word is a thorn that hits Wu Ming's heart.

"My heavy sword has long been hungry and thirsty, nine people, to keep a secret, it is also your life. ”

Every flash of Yan Qiu's smile would make everyone's hearts tremble.

He just swung his heavy sword forward, and it turned into several sword rays visible to the naked eye in front of everyone's eyes.

"Don't touch those swords. ”

In an emergency, He Shuyan couldn't say in detail, when he just spoke, one of the local forces Holy Son took a step forward to face the sword in front, in order to show his full strength, he had a hard encounter with that sword.

The name of that holy son is Jia Hang. He was a third-rank martial king who mainly cultivated physical armor, and his self-confidence was that he was not afraid of the aura vibration emitted by ordinary weapons.

But who knows, this time he hit a hard stubble.

The others also struck, each resisting the sword in front of them.

A gust of wind blew by, and the heavy sword in Yan Qiu's hand disappeared.

Everyone had no intention of paying attention to others, so they could only shatter the sword in front of them, but when they glanced at it with their peripheral vision, they found a scene that they could not imagine.

The heavy sword undoubtedly pierced Jia Hang's body, and one end of the heavy sword was on the ground, directly lifting him up and half-hanging in the air.

Jia Hang, who has the strength of the Martial King's three grades, has weakened the breath of life to a certain extent, and it is obvious that he will not have a chance to stand up again after receiving this blow.

With a small sword, he easily killed a martial king.

After confirming Jia Hang's death, Yan Qiu waved his hand, and the heavy sword returned to his hand again.

He picked up the bell and shook it lightly three times, and a soul light floated up from Jia Hang's corpse, attracted by the bell, and finally landed on the heavy sword.

The silver glow is even worse.

"He used this trick to easily kill several martial kings, even I almost fell under this move, but he didn't use any means, and we didn't even have a chance to react. ”

He Shuxuan's newborn body could not completely offset the impact, and he was out of breath when he spoke.

Giving spiritual power to the weapon and attacking through the aura of the short-term weapon slash is the means of killing with a smile.

But those few sword rays just now were indeed ordinary sword rays.

"A few swords can only solve one, and it seems that you are not too vain. Well, I don't have to be polite. ”

Yan Qiu took one step, two steps, and dragged the heavy sword towards everyone.

He no longer restrained his breath, but completely released it.

In this release, his aura climbed up step by step from the realm of the Martial King, the third rank of the Martial King, the fourth rank of the Martial King, and the Martial King.

When they reached the realm of the Eight Grades of the Martial King, there were already many people who couldn't bear it.

But this still did not slow down the pace of his realm climb in the slightest. When he reached the peak of King Linwu, he thought that he would stop completely, but under his easy drink, he reached the first grade of Martial Sect in an instant.

Wu Zong has already eliminated Wu Ming, and no one can resist this coercion. Wu Ming had never crushed everyone with the momentum of the Martial Sect before.

The aura of the Martial Sect is still rising and not falling.

Until, to reach that realm, that realm they have always dreamed of.

"Martial Sect Peak?"

Someone almost screamed.

Everyone looked at that person and immediately became convinced of the strength that Yan Qiu had shown.

"A pool, can you be sure?"

The man who was called Yitan looked at the divination hexagram in his hand and nodded sadly.

"I guessed Yan Qiu's current strength through my secret method of cultivating the True Sect, and there was only one sentence on the hexagram. ”

"It's not the peak of the Martial Sect, it's better than the peak of the Martial Sect. ”

Everyone gasped, didn't that mean that Yan Qiu, who was standing in front of them, had completely reached the apex of the entire continent, enough to despise all beings.

The gap between them is too big.

Withdraw?

You must know that they are still trapped here, even if they escape, it is impossible for the existence of those martial sect peaks of their sect to protect them in the first place.

They looked to Wu Ming for this last refuge.

Wu Ming also had no confidence in his heart, because his realm had not been clearly indicated from beginning to end, he only knew that he could compete with the Martial Sect, but he didn't know how many Martial Sects he had.

The gap between the Martial Sects is even more difficult to cross than that of the Martial King.

Even the ascension span between the two small realms is like ascending to the sky.

"Ask for asylum. ”

"I'll wait for the request to make a move. ”

They knew very well that unless Wu Ming was also a peak of the Martial Sect, it would be difficult to ensure that Yan Qiu was completely defeated, but this probability and concept were simply as small as a small amount.

"He doesn't even know what realm he is, and you still want to look at him in vain? You too, even if it is the peak of the Martial Sect, I am not afraid. ”

"Let me tell you, his general strength is in the fourth rank of the Martial Sect. At most, five or six grades are considered the extreme. ”

Yan Qiu's words shattered everyone's original illusions, and they reached a trough in an instant.

"A pool! is that really the case?"

Ye Chenxing still didn't give up, he didn't want to just accept his fate.

In front of the truly strong, their so-called geniuses are nothing more than chicken ribs.

"There is a shield on his body that shields the aura, and even our Tianyan Sect cultivators can't detect one or two. It even took me a prediction and consumed almost half of my spiritual power. ”

"If it is all the living beings in this Heavenly Dao, I will find out more or less about the True Sect, Wu is not inferior to his ancestors, but at least he can guarantee that he can still calculate some information. ”

"Unless, that person can't even compare to this Heavenly Dao. ”

This situation also explains the particularity of Wu Ming.

A pool of Taoist, Wu Zhixiu. has an extremely terrifying acting power, once predicted the rise of a new sect, and correctly found the address of the Ancient Cave Mansion several times.

Therefore, everyone will believe in him and come to this cave with him to explore.

But I haven't found the cave yet, but I have encountered so many terrifying things and characters.

As soon as Wu Zhixiu's words fell, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, he opened his blood-red teeth, did not wipe away the blood that slowly fell down the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his finger to point at Wu Ming for a long time.

He didn't say anything, just muttered a word or two.

I vaguely heard only the word "universe".

If it's just ordinary blood, the martial king powerhouse doesn't care about it at all, but there are three blood refining bodies in the cultivation of the True Sect, which are: Natal Yuan Shen, heart blood. The power of drive, the muscles and bones of blood. Calculus God's rule, heavenly spirit blood. The three bloods are not mortal blood.

With that mouthful, he directly lost three drops of Heavenly Spirit Blood of the Calculation Divine Rule.

That's only six drops in total.

"Well, I don't want to do it, but I have orders from above. Angkor, go all the way. The grave world has been destroyed, and I don't have to go there to give you a name, and I'm afraid I can't hold back my tears. ”

The peak of Wu Zong slaughtered the Martial King, like an eagle catching a chicken.

Things are going to get worse.