Seeing this, what made people even more surprised was that looking at that Shen Zongde, with the power of one person and one sword, not only did he take over the battle of dozens of generals of the Realm Peak Martial Artists, even if the combined attack of the other two Sect Realm martial artists sneaked in, they were still fighting with a sound and a strong wind, and they had some upper hand from time to time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the leader of the Peak of the Sect Realm, as the main force of this seizure, has not yet made a move, but seeing his spiritual strength slowing down, he can know that he is using the combined attack of dozens of Martial Artists of the Peak of the Realm and the two Martial Artists of the Sect Realm to kill Shen Zongde's outburst, but when the time comes, he will attack Shen Zongde like a violent storm.

The shadows of swords and swords, fists and legs, in the barren jungle, are constantly turbulent and intertwined, and the layers of air waves are destroying in all directions, and the scenery around them is broken, and under the pressure of the spiritual waves, they turn into a little crumbs, and then they flutter with the wind, like snowflakes dancing.

A treasure barley, purple mangs flashed, Shen Zongde's body was elegant, like a flying bird, in the sky tree, piercing back and forth, driving the treasure iron, the mangs were terrifying.

"This Shen Zongde's strength is not bad! Although it is said that he has the power of a low-grade treasure weapon of the ground level, Shen Zongde's own strength is only one line away from the strongest person in the sect realm, if today's tribulation can be overcome, he will be able to become the strongest person in the sect realm in the future. Xuan Wushuang looked at Shen Zongde's power and muttered to himself.

Shen Zongde, a martial artist with a high-level cultivation in the sect realm, logically speaking, facing the joint hands of more than a dozen generals and three martial artists of the sect realm, he should have become the soul of the joint subordinates, but in addition to his own strength, the power of the earth-level low-grade treasure in his hand is even more indispensable, so that his strength is enough to improve the line, and he is infinitely close to the strongest person in the sect realm.

Seeing the power of the ground-level low-grade treasure with his own eyes, Yi Wushuang couldn't help but feel interested, but he also found that Shen Zongde couldn't fully exert the power of the ground-level low-grade treasure, and secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, if you don't reach the king realm, you can't use the power of the ground-level low-grade treasure at all." 〞

Bang... Bang... Bang...

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Bao Bao waved and purple light swirled, impacting the battle formation formed by the generals and the martial artists, and the weapons in their hands were even more broken, and the broken ones also included their own hands and feet, and the battle array was not formed, accompanied by the sad cries of the martial artists of the general realm.

After several moves, the battle was lost.

However, the combined attack of the two sect realm martial artists was magical, and although the weapon in his hand was not as good as the treasure in Shen Zongde's hand, he never fought hard with the treasure iron, and the strength of each other was not much different, and when they were forced to fight, they used their soft force to deflect the power of the treasure iron.

As time passed gradually, the hidden Wu Wushuang found that Shen Zongde's breathing was obviously a little short, and the treasure in his hand was obviously heavy.

"This Shen Zongde began to break out with all his strength, and now it is the key at the beginning, thinking that the leader of the peak of the sect realm has also found out, he should not be able to help but take action. Wu Wushuang said silently to himself.

Sure enough...

The leader of the Sect Realm Peak Martial Artist, the figure of the Peak Martial Artist came out, the big knife shot out, and slashed at Shen Zongde's back, a deep and visible knife wound, the joint hand of the three Sect Realm Martial Artists, the power of that set of combined attacks was even greater, and the weapons in the hands of the three of them were like butterflies dancing, and from different angles, they slashed towards Shen Zongde's body.

The combined attack technique of these three sect realm martial artists is really exquisite, complementing each other at the same time, and at the same time, they can use the weapons in their hands to make the tiger and tiger vigorous, and the speed is incomparably fast, and the effect of complementing each other is to cover Shen Zongde's whole body, left and right, front and back, as much as possible, almost without the slightest seam.

Compared with the three blue-shirted Sect Realm martial artists, in Shen Zongde's hands, with a treasure hammer, he was still able to gain a slight upper hand, but it was also because of the relationship of this treasure iron that his spiritual power was consumed very quickly.

"Raging Lion Strike!"

Shen Zongde knew that it would not work to go on like this, so his whole body was full of spiritual power, like the flowing water of a river falling down, and as much as possible was poured into the purple treasure, and then, he drank violently, and the purple light of the treasure turned through his body, and with a blow, his spiritual power turned into shape, and a ten-meter purple spirit lion suddenly appeared.

The purple spirit lion descended from the sky and killed the weakest of the three sect realm martial artists with a thunderous momentum.

Shen Zongde's outbreak was completely unexpected by the three of them, and the middle-level martial artist in the sect realm was even more unexpected, so he didn't have time to react, and the other two didn't have time to rescue, only to see him raise his palms, showing the momentum of splitting mountains and rivers, facing the purple spirit lion, and the next moment, the two palms of the splitting river and the purple spirit lion collided, and the two waves of strong qi rushed against each other.

Python!

The powerful explosion of the two air currents was like thunder on a sunny day, and a deep and resonant sound exploded, producing a strong and bright light, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, for there were no shuang who could still rely on the strong horizontal soul power to watch.

Wu Wushuang was the first to know clearly, under Shen Zongde's sword, the blue-shirted warrior in the middle of the sect realm was broken in his hands, and his blood was shattered, and he died of anger.

Sure enough, after the fierce light faded, I saw the blue-shirted martial artist in the middle of the sect realm, with both palms destroyed, with blurred flesh and blood on his chest, and broken bones and flesh, and his death was extremely miserable.

"Puff...!"

With the sound of looking at Shen Zongde, it turned out that although the martial artist in the sect realm was dead, but under his powerful blow, Shen Zongde also suffered a knife from his palms and slashed his chest, and the injury was very serious, a little blood flower, flew out, after stopping the body, a mouthful of blood also sprayed out like a torrential rain, under the injury and spiritual power consumption, his face instantly turned pale.

Wu shook his head slightly, and secretly thought in his heart, in fact, to the present, Shen Zongde is already very remarkable, the work of the purple treasure iron is particularly important, but although the treasure iron is a low-grade treasure weapon, although the power is strong, it is inconceivable, it is a foreign object after all, but it is constantly driven, not to mention the serious loss of spiritual power, and then the injury is aggravated, even if the last extreme move, the purple spirit lion finally killed a middle-level martial artist in the sect realm, but it was also injured by the counterattack.

Shen Zong stared at the remaining two Blue Shirt Sect Realm martial artists, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, you want to take the treasure from my hands, but it's not so easy, look at the fate of your companions, the next one is one of you, in order to avenge the Shen family, I will live desperately until I kill each and every one of you." 〞

Although his face was pale, there was blood on the corners of his mouth, and his chest was bleeding non-stop, constantly wheezing, looking quite sluggish, but Shen Zongde was in a good mood, and although his eyes were tired, he still stared at the other party.

Then, ignoring the fatigue in his body, Shen Zongde killed the other party again and shouted: "Kill!"

Shen Zongde's expression was full of murderous intent, but the two blue-shirted sect realm martial artists were also full of murderous energy, and the two of them did not hesitate to kill Shen Zongde, even the more than ten generals who had already been injured and were not shallow were also closely following the two sect realm martial artists who were at the head.

Such a scene made Wu Wushuang sigh in his heart, although he was not ashamed to be the treasure of the snatcher and the whole family, but being able to raise such a dead soldier shows that the forces behind these people are definitely not simple.

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