Hao Jian seemed to be restrained at that moment, he couldn't move at all in place, and even his own aura became so difficult to operate, which undoubtedly made Hao Jian a little depressed, and he couldn't believe that he had actually fallen into such a situation, and he was actually bound by a martial arts sect and couldn't move.

"You want to bind me? Do you really think you have the ability to bind me? I'm afraid it's because you've never felt how terrifying it is to show your true power?"

Hao Jian sneered at this, then raised his hand, and raised his fist at Wu Sanxing, who was rushing towards him, and slowly said, "The spirit gathers, the soul is broken, and the spirit is scattered." ”

A simple six words, many warriors are a little unaware of what is going on, staring at the specific changes in the body between the two in the ring with stunned eyes, and it seems that there are no subtle changes, the two people seem?

Wrong!

Many color martial artists also discovered the clue at that moment, what happened to this martial artist? Shouldn't he have directly rushed towards Hao Jian? Obviously, he should have raised his own fist, and the fist that ended with a punch directly gave Hao Jian a punch, but what is the situation now?

Wu Sanxing actually fell directly to the ground under the eyes of all the martial artists, and the original resolute and bloodthirsty status was tolerant, and he suddenly showed a very, very painful appearance, and now he was still holding his arms and those deep soaring eyes, showing even more pain.

What's going on?

Many warriors don't understand what this is all about.

But there was no martial artist to ask or ask anything, and his eyes seemed to be a little excited staring at Hao Jian and Wu Sanxing, as if he was waiting for what would happen next.

"Poof......

Wu Sanxing's body suddenly seemed to soften, and he directly collapsed on the ground, his hands didn't even have the strength to support him, he moaned in pain, and the sound of this moaning was very weak, as if his own breath of life was slowly dissipating, so it caused the current situation.

How could a strong person with a dignified martial arts cultivation become so embarrassed in the blink of an eye? This is not realistic at all, how could it be such a situation for me?

"Click, click, click......"

The crisp sound of earth and stone shattering sounded, Hao Jian slowly moved his body to me, and when he raised his foot, he kicked the large stones piled up on both sides of his body directly to the other side, and his calm appearance seemed to be not afraid of these people's stories or anything like that, as well as the surprise and wonder of these spectators, these things really didn't matter to Hao Jian.

Slowly, Hao Jian stood in front of Wu Sanxing, Wu Sanxing groaned lowly, his body seemed to have an essential resistance and fear of danger, and he actually began to tremble again and again, and his stunned and frightened eyes were exposed at that moment.

"How about it? How long do you feel like you'll be able to live now, or do you feel like you can defeat and kill me in the rest of your life?" Hao Jian squatted down, and a sharp aura broken blade in his palm suddenly appeared, blood-like ruddy, such a halo was slowly released, and Hao Jian's smile became even richer.

The flame retardant that you have just exerted is a magic that follows such a miraculous and even unrivaled existence, even if your own means are thorough, what can you do? What kind of power can you exert in the face of a truly suppressed force, which seems to be false to me, and what kind of power cannot burst out.

"You...... You...... You...... You are...... You...... You are...... The Devil ......"

Wu Sanxing trembled his body again and again, raised his head with great difficulty as if looking at Hao Jian, his consciousness seemed to be gradually exhausted now, this absolute painful feeling was slowly released in his mind, such a painful feeling is not something that ordinary people may endure, experiencing the pain of death, or you clearly know that you are about to die, and even you can see that the god of death has quietly stood in front of your body, and its sickle has quietly descended on your neck, but you have no way to escape。

Just moaning in pain, moaning in pain, moaning in pain, moaning in pain, such despair is not something that ordinary warriors can bear!

Scrutiny from death!

A touch from the Grim Reaper!

And now Wu Sanxing is undoubtedly experiencing such a terrifying thing, slowly his consciousness is gradually collapsing, Hao Jian has used some more terrifying means, and the soul of this Wu Sanxing is directly forcibly destroyed, this kind of pain is not something that ordinary martial artists can empathize with.

"Die, just like what you just said to me, the end of your death can always be exciting, and this feeling is naturally not something you can experience, so let's die, die, and truly experience death to feel the true meaning of life. ”

The blood-red broken blade in the palm of his hand was pinched in Hao Jian's hand, and then in a daze, and then at the neck of Wu Sanxing, Hao Jian gestured several times, and in a daze, Hao Jian's eyes looked at Li Tian who was watching the battle on his side, this Li Tian's eyes were not so anxious, he looked at Hao Jian so calmly, as if he didn't believe that Hao Jian dared to kill Wu Sanxing, who was already wearing off his breath.

But is there really a martial artist that Hao Jian didn't dare to kill? Obviously, this is absolutely impossible! Hao Jian didn't wait for anything later, and directly inserted the broken blade conjured out of the aura in his hand into the neck of this martial artist.

The broken blade directly sank into the neck of the three elements of the martial arts, and there were some messy blood qi directly filled up, and the accompanying powerful power was destroyed.

This Martial Sect powerhouse, who was still invincible, died to me forever at such an instant......