As soon as the Great Zhou Heavenly Sword Formation came out, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, the sun and the moon were dark, and the earth-shattering sword intent rushed straight to the bull fight, and the heaven and earth essence in all directions were all chaotic and boiling, and everyone rushed to gather towards the sword array.

The sight is staggering, terrifying, and overwhelmingly depressing. The endless power of heaven and earth melted into the sword array, and the three hundred and sixty-five divine swords were dazzling, like a rainbow light that traversed the heavens and the earth, revealing a powerful and incomparable sword qi.

On the hill, the wooden kendo man who was accompanied by the sword felt it deeply, because in this world, there are few people who know more about swords than him.

Obviously, the sword path of that person in the sky has reached the extreme, not only can he condense his supreme sword qi into a sword, but he can also lay down a sword array.

"This sword array ......" The wooden kendo man was even more frightened, and the display of the sword array, he seemed to have groped for something inexplicable.

I only told him that if he figured it out, the stagnant cultivation would also break through.

The avenue is very complicated, but it is also very simple, sometimes one epiphany, you can understand, but in the life of a cultivator, there are one or two times that are rare.

Most cultivators have accumulated a lot of experience, countless comprehensions together, countless experiences accumulated together, and finally they broke out and broke through.

When the wooden sword Taoist saw Nangong Chu Shi displaying a peerless sword formation, he didn't have an epiphany, but he just had a little comprehension, a comprehension like a flower in the fog.

However, Nangong Chu didn't know that there were people on the ground who were studying his sword formation, feeling the artistic conception of his sword qi, and he was fighting with the number one powerhouse in the West.

In the sky, the endless coercion was descending, and the essence of heaven and earth was rapidly converging, and a mighty and righteous qi had overwhelmed the evil, gloomy, and terrifying aura.

"Let's go!" This was Marcus's only thought, the opponent was too terrifying, and the terrifying fluctuations emitted by the sword formation made him tremble.

"Canopy!" After Marcus made up his mind, the blood on his body was full of blood, like a blood-colored flame suddenly erupted, he struggled to throw the magic spear condensed by his own essence blood in his hand towards Nangong Chu in the sword array, and then turned around and fled in the direction of overseas.

"Huh?" Seeing that Marcus actually fled without a fight, Nangong Chu was surprised, the blood-colored demon spear was like a blood-colored lightning, and it pierced the void in an instant and directly stabbed into the sword formation.

Marcus smashed it with all his strength, but it was not trivial, several purple sword rays on the periphery of the Great Zhou Tian Sword Formation were actually swept away by the magic spear, and then the demon spear pointed directly at Nangong Chu in the center of the sword array.

"Damn!" Nangong Chu scolded in a low voice, the sword array was running, and the great sword qi immediately imprisoned the demon spear, and then began to wear down the demon spear.

However, when the Great Zhou Heavenly Sword Array unleashed a ** destructive power and wanted to wear out the magic spear, the demon spear condensed by Marcus's essence blood suddenly trembled violently, and then erupted into an extremely strong blood light.

"Boom!" As if a super bomb exploded, the blood-colored light reflected the heavens and the earth, and one side of the space seemed to be shattered, and the blood-colored magic spear actually exploded by itself.

The demon spear exploded by itself, and the terrifying power that erupted was unimaginable, and dozens of divine swords in the inner area were suddenly swept out by the explosive power that swept out, and the entire sword array shook violently.

The sword formation formed by the three hundred and sixty-five divine swords was like a balloon that was inflating, and it swelled tenfold in one fell swoop.

The huge sword array almost enveloped the entire sky, and the Dao Heaven-shattering sword light did not mess up, and continued to operate, and the great power sealed the terrifying energy burst out of the demon spear in the sword array, and there was no leakage at all.

There was a dull sound of wind and thunder in the "Boom ......" sword array, and the divine sword that was blown away turned in the air and returned to the sword formation.

The vast and violent destructive power that erupted from the blood spear was gradually worn out by the sword array. The sword array was shrinking, but in an instant, the power of the blood spear was wiped out.

"Hum!" With a sword roar, Nangong Chu stepped on the divine sword, drove the sword array, and chased towards the blood shadow that had fled to the edge of the sky like a lightning speed.

The blood spear exploded by itself, and it was only a short period of time for Nangong Chu to drive the Great Zhou Tian Sword Formation and wear out the power of the blood spear, but during this time, Marcus had almost escaped.

No one could have imagined that Marcus would escape, and it would be so sudden, so complete. He is the strongest man in the West, and if he escapes, he will lose face.

However, the fact that the strongest in the East overwhelmed the strongest in the West is beyond doubt, because everyone saw that it was Marcus who fled and Nangong Chu who chased him.

The speed of both sides was ridiculously fast, and soon, Nangong Chu and Marcus disappeared at the end of the canopy under the moonlit night. Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, all kinds of information have been sent from Shanghai to all over the world, all the strong, all the big forces, know about this battle.

When Nangong Chu and Marcus disappeared into the sky, "whoosh!", "whoosh!", "whoosh!", several figures rushed out of the darkness and chased them in the direction where they disappeared.

The speed at which these people moved was also amazing, only a few rose and fell, and disappeared into the night.

The appearance of these people caused those who were watching the battle to exclaim again and again, because, among these people, they saw the figures of one or two peerless masters in the past.

The peerless master is not sealed by others, but by strength. A person who can be called a peerless master must be at least above the innate in his cultivation.

Innate martial artists, in the whole of China, there are so many. Tonight's battle has alarmed those who have not shown up for a long time. However, a person who was supposed to appear, it seems that he did not appear tonight.

That person was Old Man Wu. The martial old man, who was also a supreme martial artist in the realm of true martial arts, if he was in the south, it was impossible for him not to sense the abnormalities here.

The only analysis, that is, Old Man Wu is not in the south.

It can only be said that Marcus's life should not be extinguished, the old man Wu is a martial arts powerhouse who has devoted his life to maintaining the stability of the ancient martial arts world, and a Western powerhouse like Marcus is a huge threat to the ancient martial arts world in China, such a person, he will definitely not let him escape.

Facing a martial artist in the realm of true martial arts, Marcus can still escape, but if he faces two martial artists in the realm of true martial arts at the same time, then he has only one fate, that is, he is killed.

At this time, the old man Wu was not only not in the south, nor in the north, or even in China. Where did he go? He went to the island nation to the east.

Just when Nangong Chu Qianli was chasing and killing Marcus, Japan, on Mount Fuji, was also engaged in a shocking battle. It turned out that at night, an old man went up to Mt. Fuji in the dark, so some guys wrapped in black tights jumped out to stop them, and they wanted to kill the old man.

Of course, the old man didn't want to die, the old man didn't want to die, and the "black guys" who jumped out had to die, so the old man didn't want to die all the way to the mountain, and the "black guys" who jumped out one after another along the way were unlucky, and they were very lucky, without exception, they were sent to hell by the old man without exception.

"I don't want to do that, but I really don't want to die, old man, so you have to die. The old man sighed and said with a sad face.

Some people say that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and some people say that more ants can bite the elephant to death, but it's a pity, although there are a lot of "black guys" jumping out along the way on Mount Fuji, and the way of jumping out is also strange, but they all have only one end, and it seems that they are destined to have only one end, that is-death!

The "black guys" are not ordinary guys, they are ninjas, but they are not ordinary ninjas, but the strongest Iga ninjas in the ninja world.

The old man, of course, is not an ordinary old man, if it were an ordinary old man, he would have let the Iga ninja send him to the west heaven a long time ago. Because he is not an ordinary old man, he is the only one who sends ninjas to hell.

Although the old man Wu had a sad face, he looked like others owed him millions and refused to pay it back, but he would never show mercy to these Iga ninjas who kept jumping out, and the Iga ninja would be killed if he made a move.

Of course, these ninjas stationed on Mount Fuji are all indecent goods, and they are the most humble people in the base camp of the Iga ninjas.

With their ninjutsu, even the visual reflection couldn't keep up with the speed of the old man Wu, so they didn't even know how they were killed.

However, Mt. Fuji is a sacred place in the hearts of Iga ninjas, so they are willing to give their lives, even if they know that they are dead, they will jump out and let the old man Wu kill.

When Old Man Wu reached the halfway point of the mountain, he left no less than 300 corpses along the way. The black-clothed ninjas, who had gone completely crazy due to fear, began to use the "jumping" method of appearance, but brandished their katana openly, shouted frantically in the bird language that only they could understand, and rushed towards the old man.

"Hey, why bother, mine really doesn't want to kill. Old Man Wu muttered to himself, but his shot was clean and neat, there was no bloody scene of blood splashing, no terrifying scene of broken heads, only the muffled sound of the corpse smashing on the ground.

The speed and strength of the invincible warriors of the True Martial Realm were not something that these low-level ninjas could understand, and the combination of unparalleled speed and strength could easily cut off the vitality of their bodies.

This is a one-sided, no suspense battle, more people, more deaths, the old man's footsteps are firm and powerful, he swayed casually, ending the lives of ninjas one by one, it doesn't seem to be much joy, of course, there will be no sadness.

The killing continued, killing so many people, and it was strange that there was not the slightest smell of blood in the air.

Old Man Wu is like a god of death from hell, ruthlessly harvesting these cheap lives. Life is so worthless at this time.

The humble lives of these ninjas are all in the hands of the old man Wu, who wants them to live, they live, and if he wants them to die, they have to die. This is probably the fate of ants!