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Although Shi Tong was frightened and Ge Dongxu suddenly erupted with the terrifying aura and speed just now, no matter how rich his imagination was, he couldn't imagine that their Heavenly Sword Sect secret disciples couldn't even stop him!

Therefore, Shi Tong's flying sword attacking Jin Feiyang was not immediately recalled, and he even whimsically wanted to kill Jin Feiyang with all his strength before helping him Ling Tian.

But his flying sword had just met Jin Feiyang's Ascending Sun Xuanjin Giant Sword, and over there, Ge Dongxu had already stepped on Ling Tian with one foot, and then struck at him with a fist.

Where the iron fist passed, the powerful and rapid compression caused the air to explode one after another.

Before the iron fist arrived, there was already an overwhelming force pressing towards him.

Shi Tong was so frightened that his soul almost flew up, and he didn't even think about recalling the flying sword to resist the iron fist.

He didn't think that the defensive magic weapon he hastily sacrificed could stop the terrifying iron fist that Ge Dongxu swung from.

Ling Tian is the best example, though.

Only the sharpest and hardest flying sword he has become famous for, as well as the most powerful and exquisite sword immortal technique, can resist his iron fist.

"Shi Tong, do you really think I'm setting it up?" Shi Tong just wanted to recall the flying sword, but the corners of Jin Feiyang's mouth, who seemed to be frightened just now, hooked up a touch of sarcasm, and the Ascending Sun Xuanjin Giant Sword suddenly soared, turning into a flying sword as big as a board, and slashed down at Shi Tong's flying sword.

"And us!" Almost at the same time, the magic weapons of Gongsun Cheng and the three of them were also suddenly launched, attacking Shi Tong's flying sword.

No matter how powerful Shi Tong is, after all, he is only a nine-fold cultivator of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, and the four of Jin Feiyang are poised to attack, how can he return his flying sword if he wants to.

"Qiang!Qiang!" The Xuanjin Giant Sword, the Three-legged Ding, the scroll, and the fiery red silk satin fell one after another, and clusters of dazzling fire burst from Shi Tong's flying sword.

Shi Tong's flying sword was blocked by this, and Ge Dongxu's iron fist continued to expand in Shi Tong's pupils.

Then with a "bang", Shi Tong's head was directly exploded.

All this seemed cumbersome to say, but in fact it was only a few breaths, and by the time Fu Shan, who was on guard against the approaching powerful death qi, reacted, Shi Tong was already dying, and Ling Tian was already dying, with only his last breath left.

Fu Shan couldn't help but shudder, and looking at Ge Dongxu's gaze was like seeing a demon from the eighteenth layer of hell.

He couldn't imagine that in addition to the Jindan Ancestor, there were still monks who could kill their Heavenly Sword Sect's secret disciples and veteran elders so neatly and neatly in this year.

Fushan, who was frightened, almost reflexively set up a sword and wanted to fly away.

"Where to escape!" Ge Dongxu snorted coldly when he saw this, and a golden flame rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a long, burning golden bone whip, and struck at Fu Shan, it was the golden bone fire snake whip.

Almost at the same time, two majestic dead gases swept towards Fushan from both directions like a mountain and a sea.

Then Fu Shan saw two giant silver claws that lingered like a sinister corpse qi poking out of the air and grabbing him head.

The giant claws were extremely sharp, revealing an incomparably cold and powerful aura of death.

That powerful aura, every one of them is not inferior to the secret disciples of the three major sects.

Encountering a master with this powerful breath is enough for Fushan to have a headache, and now there are two strands at once, which suddenly frightened Fushan's liver and gall, and his soul almost flew up, and he stopped without thinking about it, and the flying sword was divided into three, respectively facing the two giant claws and the golden bone fire snake whip that came from behind.

It's just that Fushan had already consumed a lot of True Yuan mana before, and even suffered a little bit of minor injury, and now he was in a hurry to control the flying sword to resist the attacks of the three strong men, where could he withstand it?

Suddenly, "Qiang!Qiang!" There were three loud bangs, the blood and qi in Fushan's body were churning, the true yuan was turbulent, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth with a "poof", and the light of the flying sword dimmed all of a sudden, crumbling as if it was about to fall into the air.

Fushan secretly said that it was not good, and he was just about to rush desperately, when suddenly a golden mountain appeared above his head without knowing when, and rumbled down on the top.

Before the golden mountain had completely fallen, the coercion had already collapsed like the sky.

Fushan's face was like ashes, and his eyes looked at Ge Dongxu full of horror and disbelief.

He has lived for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is profound, but he can't see that the two zombies and the golden mountain were all released by Ge Dongxu.

But Fu Shan couldn't figure out why a person who had reached such a terrifying realm by refining his body could still control two zombies and two magic weapons, and the power was still so huge.

Poor Fushan didn't know until he died, Ge Dongxu still had a lot of means that had not been revealed, for example, in addition to these two zombies, the cautious Ge Dongxu In order to prevent them from escaping, he also laid sixty high-level silver armor zombies on the periphery, and nine Nine Palace Killing Swords were ready to go.

The golden dragon seal fell, and Fushan was instantly crushed into meat puree.

"Is this the end?" Although Jin Feiyang and the others had already expected that their side would definitely be the winner in this battle, but when they saw that the two elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were killed in the blink of an eye, and the secret disciple Ling Tian was trapped in the earth, dying, they still couldn't believe that all this was true.

When did the elders and secret disciples of the three major sects become so weak?

"Don't be stunned, clean up the battlefield immediately!" Ge Dongxu behaved more calmly, and explained in a deep voice, his body suddenly returned to its original shape, and zombies also emerged from all directions, and then divided into black shadows and disappeared into his corpse ring.

Ling Tian, who was stuck in the pit and had not completely closed his eyes, looked at dozens of zombies emerging in all directions, and then was put away by Ge Dongxu, and both of his eyes suddenly widened, as if a dead person had suddenly returned to his soul.

"The secret disciples of the three major sects are amazing!" Ge Dongxu put away the zombies and magic weapons, stepped on the edge of the deep pit where Ling Tian had fallen, and looked down at Ling Tian, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"After the Ghost Mist Battle Ruins, there are rumors that Pang Ruohai is missing. I thought he had a treasure hidden in the ghost mist ruins, but now it looks like he died at your hands. Ling Tian looked at Ge Dongxu and said bitterly.

"You know it's too late. Ge Dongxu said lightly.

"Yes, if I knew that you could even kill Pang Ruohai, I wouldn't have been so arrogant in the ghost mist war ruins back then, and I wouldn't have ignored you here today. Ling Tian said, his voice getting smaller and weaker.

"If, how can there be so many ifs in this world!" Ge Dongxu smiled coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and a powerful force slammed into Ling Tian's body through the earth, Ling Tian immediately rolled his eyes, and completely died. It's in hand, please wait for a while, after the content is updated, you need to refresh the page again to get the latest update!nt

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