"You don't have that life!"

Mo Yuanhua roared and pointed his fingers!

The four eyes of the two golden figures hit Jin Rui together, and even in the daytime, they could feel the breathtaking light of annihilation.

The two golden figures moved slowly, one of them punched, and swept towards Jin Rui.

The sound was so great that the wind was stacked on top of each other, accompanied by the golden light reflected by the sun, and it was impossible to open people's eyes.

The dust is billowing and obscuring the sky.

At the scene, a ten-level sand storm was set off, which caused people to roll over on their backs, walk rocks and fly sand, and hit their faces and bodies, as if they had been attacked by bullets.

The moment the golden man's giant fist, as big as a bulldozer, swept in front of Jin Rui's eyes, Jin Rui, who had been motionless, suddenly flew up and kicked on the little knuckle of the golden man.

"Crackle!"

A loud clatter of gold and stone clashing tore through the sky.

Jin Ren's little knuckle was kicked off by Jin Rui!

However, the golden man did not feel the slightest pain, and the golden giant fist continued to sweep past.

Jin Rui bounced away in a thousandth of a second, and was in mid-air, flying diagonally, stepping on Jin Ren's wrist with a thunderous force.

Raise your right palm and cut it horizontally.

The palm wind was like a knife, with a touch of blood, without hindrance, like cutting tofu, cutting into the wrist of the golden man.

The golden man is completely a puppet without soul and consciousness, his wrist was cut off, and golden streamers shot out from the broken wrist, like ten thousand rays of light, sprinkled all over the world.

"Huh!?"

Jin Rui was slightly surprised, the wind was howling behind his head, and he didn't need to look back to feel the other golden figure smashing into it.

Jin Rui didn't dodge or dodge, and stepped directly down along the broken wrist wound of Jin Ren.

Gravitational acceleration emerges from the other end of the broken wrist!

The golden fist flew over his head, sending a gust of wind.

Jin Rui pursed his lips tightly, snorted softly, flipped his right hand, and the Red Lotus Fire Hand Knife was in his hand.

With the thoughts in their hearts, the true yuan skyrocketed, like a surging river and sea poured into the fire of the red lotus industry.

The Red Lotus Fire Knife instantly turned blood-red, the blood skyrocketed, and the blood was blazing.

A red sword burst out from the tip of the knife, five meters long.

In the dust, a blood-colored light came into everyone's eyes.

Jin Rui swiped his backhand, and the blood drew a perfect arc in the dim dust, falling straight away.

The golden man's wrist was cut off by blood, and the fracture was neatly aligned.

The golden man with a broken wrist looked solemn and calm, without sorrow or joy, and looked at his broken wrist sluggishly.

Jin Rui got up slowly, stood quietly, pointed at the red lotus karma fire in his hand, and shook it lightly.

The blood-colored sword shone brightly in the raging sandstorm, like a long whip, drawing a strange ray of light.

"Wow!"

The blood swept by, and the left arm of another golden man broke in response to the sound and rose to the sky.

The thirty-meter-long severed arm was cut off by the blood, flew high, and drew a tragic arc in the air, flying more than 100 meters away, and smashing down heavily.

Panicked screams rang from the ground, and terrified people ran around with their heads clutched.

"Woo !!"

Tanks and chariots parked outside the edge of the training ground were smashed down with broken arms, and were crushed into pieces of discus alive.

With blood flowing out like a stream, it was the 712 soldiers in the tanks and combat vehicles, who had long since died.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked and moved, and even their spines were numb.

The two golden figures were cut off one hand and one arm by Jin Rui, slowly withdrew their hands, looked at Jin Rui coldly, and shot again.

Waving his huge arms, he swept in, bringing up countless violent waves.

Jin Rui grinned sneerfully.

The red lotus industry in his hand was vibrated by fire, and his feet were slammed, and he flew up.

In mid-air, he rushed out of the encirclement of the two golden figures, stepped on the arm of a golden figure, flew forty meters diagonally, and slashed with his hands.

The blood-colored sword slashed down like a rainbow.

Follow a back fly, land on the navel of another golden man, insert the knife back, turn down, and the knife goes up!

"Zizizi-"

The blood-colored knife was like a laser, cutting from the golden man's belly upwards to his chest.

A hundred-meter-long wound appeared on the golden man's body, and countless golden rays of light burst out from the wound, illuminating the heavens and the earth in golden.

The sun eclipsed at this moment.

Jin Rui made a big loop in the air, twisted his body abruptly, and jumped down to the right arm of another golden man.

With a slight click, he flew two hundred meters sideways, dodged the heavy punch of the golden man, landed on the shoulders of the disemboweling golden man, and stood firmly.

The red lotus karmic fire in his hand had already lost its light, and a slight crack appeared on the blade.

Jin Rui felt a little heartache.

On the moon, after obtaining the inheritance of the witch clan in the ancestral witch temple, his true yuan has reached an unimaginable realm.

Although the Red Lotus Karmic Fire was forged by the most pure meteoric iron, it could not withstand its most furious True Element.

And he only used the true element, and did not use magic power.

Compared to his own magic power, it is the difference between mud and clouds.

With his backhand, he inserted the red lotus karmic fire into his body, and as if nothing had happened, he took out a dark red short sword from his waist with his left hand.

This short sword is not small!

The sword-carrying of Princess Yuehua of the Tianzhou Galaxy!

In order to repay Jin Rui for saving his life, Princess Yuehua 'generously' gave this portable sword to Jin Rui.

Uh, well, it's actually Jin Rui's fake.

Well, actually, it's not fake.

It is impossible for the peerless heavenly soldiers to do anything to slander the guests of the alien galaxy.

This short sword is actually just a bonus paid by Princess Yuehua for her own redemption.

On the moon, due to the destruction of the star envoy gift brought by Zhou Xinzhou, Jin Rui, who was angry, wanted to imprison Zhou Xinzhou and Princess Yuehua as slaves.

At the last moment, Princess Yuehua stood up and expressed her willingness to redeem herself for the three of them.

This sword is one of the dividends of redemption.

Jin Rui flipped through Princess Yuehua's dimensional space pendant, and fell in love with this dark red short sword at first sight.

And judging from Princess Yuehua's expression at that time, Jin Rui also knew that he had picked up Da Leng Bao.

It wasn't until many years later that Jin Rui understood what this short sword called Netherworld Blood Sea represented!

Holding the dark red short sword in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Jin Rui smiled, the true yuan opened at full speed, and a blood-colored light instantly shot out from the short sword in his hand.

Stand on the shoulders of the golden man and raise his sword to sweep.

A bloody light sliced horizontally, with great ease, and cut off the golden man's head.

At the foot of his feet, he twisted his body, soared into the air, raised his short sword, and threw out the most perfect arc with a blood line 100 meters long.

The golden man standing at his feet moved his head, took two steps forward like a headless fly, and slowly fell to his knees.

The moment the fist of another golden man hit Jin Rui's eyes, half of his body fell to the ground diagonally, kicking off monstrous dust.

A sword cuts off the head of the golden man, and a sword splits half of the golden man's body.

The huge head of the golden man smashed to the ground, splashed high, and smashed heavily on the mountainside of Wanjian Sword Mountain.

"Crackling!"

A huge sound resounded between the heavens and the earth, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Mountain was smashed out of a huge pit, and hundreds of catties, thousands of catties, and tens of thousands of catties of boulders fell down one after another, like the end of the world.

The other golden figure was split in half by Jin Rui, half of it fell diagonally and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing the ground and shaking wildly.

The other half of the body was unabated, took three steps forward, fell crookedly, and slammed against the mountain of the bird.

Most of the mountain shook at this moment, and the sound of cheering was endless, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Most of the mountain let out a wail, and huge rocks rumbled down from the peaks more than 1,000 meters high.

Falling rocks are like falling stars, flying stones are rolling, surging to the ground, dust rises at this moment, and the shaking of the ground spreads into the distance.

At this moment, it seems to be like the heroic and tragic repetition of Zulongtai Zulong Mountain, but Qi'er Mountain is more than 2,000 meters away from the martial arts training ground, and there is only one Kyushu River under the mountain.

Endless rockfalls splashed into the Kyushu River, setting off huge waves that blocked the Kyushu River in an instant, forming a huge dammed lake.

After just ten seconds, the rune rune array dissipated, and the air turned into two mutilated golden puppets.

Jin Rui floated up from Jin Ren's shoulders like a fly and landed on the ground, not startled.

Gently raising his hand, the broken puppet fell into his hands from all directions, and when he looked down, Jin Rui laughed.

Such an exquisite talisman treasure is a rare artifact even in ancient times.

At that moment, he collected the talisman treasure and shouted loudly at the top of the mountain in the distance.

"Mo Yuanhua, is this what you are capable of?"

"Is that all you Bai Yujing do?"

Mo Yuanhua's face turned pale, and he shouted coldly: "Jin Rui, return me the twelve golden man rune treasures!"

Jin Rui snorted: "Lao Tzu is still your mother!"

Mo Yuanhua's eyes froze, and he shouted coldly: "If you don't pay it back, don't blame me for being polite!"