Jiang Wushen's eyes were filled with a trace of ripples, and with a slight lift of his palm, the merit monument appeared in his hand, however, the merit monument exuded a divine power, which made people's hearts palpitate!

Wow!

However, in the next moment, there was a phantom of the soul on the surface of the merit stele, which emerged, holding the merit stele in his hand, rising to the sky, and suddenly, there was a merit power that penetrated into the top of Jiang Wushen's head!

Rumble!

A rumbling sound was at this time, like thunder, echoing in the heavens and the earth!

Rumble!

Bang!

......

Suddenly, since Jiang Wushen's heavenly spirit cover, there is a terrifying force, soaring into the sky!

If it is, if you look closely, this is the breath of the Martial King Realm, but compared to the Little Martial Saint, it is not much better!

Airplanes!

However, at this moment, that breath of the Martial King Realm turned into a long river of thousands of miles!

Rumble!

The aura of the Martial King Realm is at this moment, rising day by day, and the momentum is rising, as if there is a tendency to enter the Martial Saint!

For a while, the heavens and the earth trembled!

Bang!

The aura that shot out from the top of Jiang Wushen's head was showing a primordial baby!

Little Martial Saint, three inches!

Zhongwu Sheng, five inches!

Great Martial Saint, seven inches!

At this time, Jiang Wushen, with the blessing of the merit tablet, and the help of the power of merit, directly increased his cultivation to the Great Martial Saint, and the aura rules also skyrocketed to 10 million!

Rumble!

Immediately, the huge merit monument in his hand collided with the incomparable sword!

Bang!

Almost at the moment when the merit monument and the sword collided, suddenly, there were thousands of miles of flying waves, and such a sharp sword was also at this time, cracking open and turning into endless shattered light!

At this time, Tang Yunfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw that his Qinglong Yanyue Sword was shattered, but Jiang Wushen was still stunned at the moment when he was stunned, and the huge merit monument smashed on Tang Yunfeng's body!

"Ah......h

For a while, accompanied by Tang Yunfeng's scream, he was stoned to death by the merit monument under the giant peak!

And under that giant peak, there was blood splattering, and it was Tang Yunfeng's blood!

Seeing this scene, the cloth bag monk, Li Chenfeng, Huang Hehe, and the four of them were all four, their pupils shrank tightly, their faces changed dramatically, and their bodies trembled!

Hiss!

Inadvertently, I gasped!

At this time, they didn't expect that Tang Yunfeng, the Great Martial Saint, would actually be stoned to death?

Oh, my God!

That's an old Great Martial Saint, and he died like this?

Regarding Jiang Wushen's sudden increase in cultivation, the four of them had a look of confusion on their faces, and they didn't know at all, what was this for?

Perhaps, they don't know until they die, why is this?

Call!

Take a deep breath!

However, soon, the four of them adjusted their frightened emotions!

"This Jiang Wushen, his cultivation suddenly skyrocketed, and Tang Yunfeng capsized in the gutter, it's too evil!"

At this moment, the four of them glanced at each other, and said with a somewhat solemn face: "The four of us, let's shoot together, I don't believe that we can't suppress this Jiang Wushen!"

Listen!

There are four monks in this cloth bag, Rao is still more confident in his own strength!

However, their final result was also like that Tang Yunfeng, who capsized in the gutter and was slaughtered by Jiang Wushen.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

......

For a while, the four Budai monks all nodded and said.

The cloth bag monk held the Buddha battle, and slammed it up, and suddenly, there was a sonic boom sounding, only to see, a huge dragon shot out of the Buddha battle, and suddenly the sound of a dragon groaned out, and the next moment, it swept towards Jiang Wushen!

That Li Chenfeng's eyes were filled with a touch of coldness, and his face was extremely hideous, only to see that with a slight grip of his palm, a long sword appeared in his hand, and immediately, countless swords shot out from the long sword, killing Jiang Wushen!

Huang Heyu raised his hand lightly, blew her long green hair, and then, with both palms flipped, countless peach blossoms suddenly appeared, and the peach blossoms contained a sword qi in them, flying towards Jiang Wushen!

The black aura was flowing all over his body, and he could see that as soon as he grabbed the palm of his hand, a black and white spear appeared in his hand, and the next moment, a nine-tailed fox gushed out from the black and white spear, making a swallowing gesture, and rushed towards Jiang Wushen.

Look!

The four monks of this cloth bag, as soon as they make a move, it is their means of pressing the bottom of the box, and they are ruthless!

Why are they so serious?

Because, they just saw Tang Yunfeng underestimating the enemy, capsizing in the gutter, and being killed by Jiang Wushen!

So, they had to be serious!

If they are not serious, or if they are light, then they will be the next to die!

Perhaps, they don't want to end up like Tang Yunfeng!

At this time, Jiang Wushen, his eyes were slightly small, looking at the killing moves of the four Budai monks, the corners of his mouth puffed up with a touch of disdain and contempt!

Like, they didn't take them into account!

There are only four great martial saints, all of whom are seven-inch primordial infants, and the aura rules are all up to seven million!

However, the four of them are really far from being compared to Jiang Wushen!

You must know that Jiang Wushen's Great Martial Saint is not only a seven-inch Yuan Infant, but also has a spiritual energy rule of 10 million levels!

"Hahaha......"

At this time, Jiang Wushen glanced at the cloth bag monk, and laughed, "Your killing moves, perhaps, are killer weapons for other great martial saints, but in the face of me, Jiang Wushen is a child's toy, and it is not worth mentioning at all!"

Listen!

Jiang Wushen's words were filled with a trace of arrogance!

However, Jiang Wushen has an arrogant hole card, and it is a monument of merit!

Rumble!

Jiang Wushen stepped on the ground, held up a huge merit monument like a plate in his palm, and suddenly smashed into the killing moves of the four Budai monks, colliding!

Click!

When it collided, it was the sound of splashing gold and steel, like thunder, but the next moment, the killing moves of the four Budai monks all collapsed!

Seeing this scene, the four Budai monks, their faces changed dramatically, and the cold sweat on their foreheads flowed!

Suddenly, the four of them felt the coming breath of death, and they only had the idea of retreating violently, and there was no trace of fighting intent!

Jiang Wushen!

What the are you monsters?

How could it be so terrifying!

However, at this time, Jiang Wushen saw the intention of the four of them, and said: "Budai Monk, Li Chenfeng, Huang Hey, Tangtai Jue, if you want to retreat, can you definitely retreat?"

"You know, you want to retreat without the consent of my Jiang Wushen?"

Speaking of which!

The corners of Jiang Wushen's mouth pouted with a touch of playfulness and abuse.

"Humph!"

Almost at the moment when Jiang Wushen's voice fell, the four Budai monks snorted coldly, and immediately, they stared at Jiang Wushen, showing their white teeth, and sneered: "The four of us are great martial saints, if we want to retreat, how can you Jiang Wushen keep us?"