Chapter 212: Destroying the Immortal Pavilion and Advancing to the Martial God (4)

Now, with the power bonus of the Emperor's Overlord Physique, he can already be on par with the fifth level of the Martial God, and this is still under the condition that he does not use other means.

If the means are fully opened, the eighth level of the Martial God may not be his opponent, let alone these people.

The high-level Martial God in the Zhuxian Pavilion has been killed by the Supreme Instant Kill Card released by him, and now the highest ones are only the second level of the Martial God, and they can't make a move at all in Jiang Kong's hands.

Coupled with the sharpness of the Zhuxian Sword, it is even more powerful.

First of all, a Martial God level elder suffered.

Zhu Xian Jian pulled out a sword flower, and the sword in the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles broke through the body and passed through his heart.

Kill a sword in an instant, kill a person, and then move with a footstep.

"Divine Wind Shadow!"

The figure flickered rapidly, and it had already left its place.

In front of him were the four Zhuxian Pavilion bosses.

The Immortal Sword in his hand slashed forward.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Styles Sword Eight Desolations!"

Seeing this, the expressions of the four masked men changed in shock, and they all used their skills to leave, wanting to leave in the air, but the sword qi was in the air and intercepted them.

A sword light fell from the sky, and the four of them resisted with all their might, but they were still shocked by a sword, and they were completely defeated.

A few people thought that their strength was like a moat, so they simply withdrew directly, otherwise their lives would be in danger.

But where Jiangkong will let them escape, it is another trick at hand.

"Sword Annihilation Nine Heavens!"

"Puff puff!"

Four sounds of sword blades cutting through flesh ~ body in succession, and then blood sprayed, and the four gods were killed instantly!

At the same time, a Martial God second-level master behind him saw that there was an opportunity, and a sledgehammer in his hand was round, hitting the back of Jiang Kong's head.

Hearing the powerful sound of breaking the air behind him, Jiang Kong swung his divine fist, turned around and knocked the sledgehammer away, and stabbed the immortal sword forward.

The Tyrannosaurus Divine Fist was perfect, and the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles controlled everything, and the combination of the two immediately thwarted it, making him vomit blood and fall to the ground, losing his breath.

The next moment, Jiang Kong attacked, and slapped his palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of a Martial God powerhouse on the other side, causing his head to shatter.

Red fresh ~ blood, white brain ~ (pulp), sprinkled all over the ground, it is simply peach blossoms flying into the sky, ten thousand roses flying to the sky, the scene is simply miserable, so that people can't bear to look at it directly.

There are still more than 30 people left on the other side, all of them are stunned, they miscalculated, the strength of this Jiangkong is too terrifying, killing seven people one after another, and there are already many people whose eyes move slightly, intending to flee for their lives.

But how could Jiang Kong let them escape, these people are all experience points, supreme values, each of them will burst out of the supreme seckill card, five times the attribute card, he is reluctant to do one.

Keep your feet down, it's useless for you to surrender, everyone, all of them have to die.

Many of the powerhouses of the Zhuxian Pavilion changed color one by one.

The two sides clashed, and from the moment a war suddenly broke out, their cognition was constantly subverted, and this river and sky brought them too much shock.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"This ...... Is this still the cultivation of a Martial Saint?" muttered an Immortal Pavilion Martial God Patriarch with a look of extreme shame.

When did the Martial Saints become so strong, and they, the people of the Martial God Realm, were vulnerable in front of Jiang Kong, the Martial Saint, and the difference was too far.

"It's not human, it's simply not human. ”

Some people have begun to slowly retreat and try to escape from this place.

Seeing this, on Jiang Kong's body, endless vitality poured out in a steady stream, as if it was endless, converging in the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.

"The strongest move of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles, turning the world upside down!"

Once this move was launched, many of the Immortal Pavilion Martial Gods trembled slightly, and sweat was pouring down their faces, obviously knowing that this move was not simple.

"Die!"

Jiang Kong shouted, and powerful vitality erupted from his body, as if there was a god hidden in his body, providing him with endless power.

And then in the moment!

Tens of thousands of sword qi were formed.

"Kill!"

A loud sound like opening the sky and splitting the earth sounded in everyone's minds, and the divine voice magically appeared!

The wind blew, the sword qi struck people, the heaven and the earth were full of desolation and murder, and countless sword qi was like a machine ~ gun ~ bullet, whistling by, instantly shooting into the martial god group of Zhuxian Pavilion.

The sword is flying, the wind is blowing, and the man is dying.

These god-level powerhouses are simply vulnerable, the strong ones can withstand a dozen swords, and the weak ones can only resist five or six swords at most.

Blood was splattering, and the ground was already bright red.

Jiang Kong's face was cruel, and he looked at all this coldly.

In his eyes, these people are all monsters, they are used to explode, and they are not human beings at all.

After a round of earth-shattering sword light, there were still three Zhuxian Pavilion masters who were a little farther away on the scene.

These three people are all elders in the Zhuxian Pavilion, and when they saw the power of Jiangkong's swordsmanship, they were completely dead, and they had already lost their resistance, standing in place, and even forgot to escape.

Jiang Kong looked at the remaining three people, without the slightest pity, put away the Zhuxian Sword, stepped forward, teleported to one of the elders, stretched out his palm, and patted his head without hesitation.

Blowing up the enemy's head, this is Jiang Kong's favorite, so that it looks cruel, and treating the enemy is to be cruel.

The palm momentum drove the surrounding vitality to agitate, and instantly woke up the patriarch, and when he saw that the palm of the killing god was already on his body, his soul suddenly rose, his legs suddenly weakened, and his mouth shouted.

"Spare your life! Hero, I don't want to die, please spare your life!" Jiang Kong didn't expect this person to be a ghost who was afraid of death, and he was even more disgusted.

The power in his hand strengthened, and he slapped it suddenly.

shouted in his mouth: "Rao Nima, Rao, against Lao Tzu, there is only death!"

"Smack!"

The other party's head shattered, and the red and white splashed in the sky.

Turning his head quickly, his blood-red eyes stared at the remaining two, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

When the two saw Jiang Kong's cruelty, they hurriedly ran away.

The teleportation technique kept flashing, but now the entire palace was shrouded in a large array, not only could it not enter from the outside, but it also could not get out from the inside.

This large array was arranged by a god-level peak formation master thousands of years ago in the Zhuxian Pavilion, and only the pavilion master knew the method of activation.

Just now Feng Huaxiong heard that Jiang Kong was coming, and he knew that there must be a big battle, in order to avoid being discovered by other forces in the Kamikaze Imperial Capital, and also to prevent Jiang Kong from fleeing invincible.

He just opened this big array, but he didn't expect that now he blocked his own people from escaping, and was caught by Jiang Kong in an urn.

"Hey, hey, where are you two going!"

Jiang Kong's own strength has not reached the god level, if you talk about speed alone, his use of the Divine Wind Shadow is at most comparable to that of ordinary martial gods, and it is still very difficult to catch up with the two.

But now it's different, the two of them are blocked by shields, and there is no escape.

The two of them showed desperate eyes, and broke off with Jiang Kong's cruel hand, it was useless to beg for mercy, they couldn't beat it, it seemed that there was only one way to die.

"Run, I'll see where you two can go!"

In an instant, Jiang Kong had flashed in front of the two, looking at the two of them with a playful face, his fists were already clenched, and he was about to kill them.

"You...... Jiang Kong, you have to spare people and spare people, you have killed so many people today, do you want to kill them all?"

One of them was still not giving up, and wanted to move Jiangkong and let the two of them go.

"Hahaha! Let you go, don't you think it's unfair what about those people you killed before? How many people have you killed? Are you still entitled to live?"

The two listened to Jiang Kong's words and were instantly speechless.

Yes, in the past hundred years, the power of the Zhuxian Pavilion has gradually grown and is ambitious, trying to dominate the entire Heavenly Spirit Continent, and everyone in the world is their enemy.

As long as there is the slightest resistance, they will be killed, and each of them has at least tens of thousands of lives in their hands.

Jiang Kong stopped talking nonsense, his fist was facing the sky, and he slammed down.

"Exploding Dragon Divine Fist!"

With one punch, the heavens and the earth moved, the ghosts and gods were frightened, and the two vitality tyrannosaurs were formed, carrying out double attacks, attacking the two of them.

It is impossible for the two to sit still, even if they die, they have to fight back.

The vitality in the body instantly gathered, and he slapped at the incoming momentum, although the strength was not weak, but it was Jiang Kong's opponent again.

With a loud rumbling sound, the long-lost system prompt also remembered.

"Ding Dong!"

Congratulations to the host for killing the forty-six martial gods of the Zhuxian Pavilion, gaining 560 billion experience points, 20 billion vitality points, and 3,300 supreme points. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the forty-six martial gods of Zhuxian Pavilion, obtaining the death-free gold medal x2, the supreme seckill card x46, and the all-attribute five-fold card x2. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the forty-six martial gods of the Zhuxian Pavilion, and obtaining 46 pseudo-Zhuxian swords, 414 flying knives, and 4,600 high-grade Yuan Stones. ”

The entire Zhuxian Pavilion god-level martial artist has been slaughtered by Jiang Kong, and there is only one Fenghuaxiong left.

A smile gradually appeared on Jiang Kong's face, and he slowly walked back.

Now the whole palace has been a burst of chickens and dogs, chaotic, cries for help, screams, resounding throughout the palace.

Many people wanted to escape from the palace, but they were blocked by the formation, so they could only gather and linger by the palace wall.

Jiang Kong walked all the way, everyone didn't dare to approach, everyone saw it, it was this killing god, killing the emperor, and killing a large group of royal guards.

Except for the big fat monk, all the martial god worshippers were also killed.

In the eyes of everyone in the palace, Jiang Kong has become an out-and-out killing god.

Jiang Kong didn't care about these, he walked back to Qingya Garden slowly, and saw Long Xutian and a few people leisurely surrounding Fenghuaxiong from a distance.

And Feng Huaxiong was still lying on the ground, motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Thinking of the various snipers he had recruited in the past year, and the fact that he had just been tortured by Feng Huaxiong, Jiang Kong's anger gradually rose again, and the expression on his face gradually became ugly.

The system prompt has not sounded yet, proving that the old boy is not dead.

came to Feng Huaxiong's side, grabbed the other party's collar, moved his hand quickly, opened the bow left and right, and snapped...... I gave him a few slaps first.

Then he threw it, raised his right foot, and stepped on Feng Huaxiong's pig face.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Kong laughed wildly, and the laughter shook the heavens and the earth.

He finally trampled the number one powerhouse in the Heavenly Spirit Continent under his feet.

After laughing, he condescendedly and looked at Feng Huaxiong, who was trampled under his feet, with a mocking face: "Old dog, how do you feel now, you are going to die, express your opinion!"

Feng Huaxiong was lying on the ground, his face was dead at this time, Zhu Xian Pavilion was finished, he regretted that he didn't start at the beginning, he shouldn't have provoked Jiang Kong, and he regretted that he didn't directly send a master to kill Jiang Kong with one blow after provoking.

No, if he had known that this was the result, he would definitely take action in person, and when Jiang Kong was still practicing the physical realm, he would have slapped him to the point of scum with one palm.

But it's too late to say anything now, and now I'm a dish at the mercy of others.

Hearing Jiang Kong's words, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, lying motionless on the ground, like a dead pig, let it do what it did.

But Jiang Vacant didn't let him go, seeing that Feng Huaxiong didn't speak, he stepped on his mouth and added force.

"Lao Tzu asked you not to speak, let you pretend to be deep, since this is the case, then what's the use of your mouth, just scrap it. ”

Suddenly, blood spurted out of Feng Huaxiong's mouth, and he still had a mouth full of teeth.

"Jiang Bang, Nei Bute is dead!"

Feng Huaxiong was angry, his words were no longer clear, and he spat blood in his mouth.

Feng Huaxiong is going to die.

While he was not dead, Jiang Kong stepped on two more feet, and finally stepped on the face of the world's number one master.

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for killing the ultimate boss Zhuxian Pavilion Master, obtaining level +1, the vitality value is 500 billion points, and the supreme value is 10,000 points. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the ultimate boss Zhuxian Pavilion Pavilion Master, and obtaining five death-free gold medals, Super Supreme Spike Card x1, and all attribute five-fold cards x2. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the ultimate boss Zhuxian Pavilion Master, obtaining 5,000 top-grade Yuan Stones, a pseudo-Zhuxian sword, eighteen flying knives, supernatural headwind knives, and Zhuxian Technique. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the ultimate boss Zhuxian Pavilion Pavilion Master and obtaining the title of Zhuxian Immortal. ”

"Congratulations to the host for killing the ultimate boss of the Heavenly Spirit Continent, and the reward level is +1. ”

"Congratulations on the host upgrade, the current level of the Martial God is level 1!"

"Congratulations on the host upgrade, the current level of Martial God is level two!"

A series of system prompts struck, confusing Jiang Kong, and it wasn't until the upgraded power circulated in his body that he completely came to his senses.

After upgrading, it was still two levels in a row, and Jiang Kong felt the violent true qi in his body, as if it was about to explode, and he was so uncomfortable.

But this feeling comes and goes quickly, and what follows is cool!

It's indescribably cool, it's cooler than the high C who did that thing, it's so cool that it's boundless.

"Is this the Martial God? Lao Tzu is also a god now!" Jiang Kong took a deep breath of intoxication, and then spit out suddenly.

There was a slight clattering sound in the surrounding air.

The god level was the existence he looked up to before, and now that he had finally reached it, he clenched his fists vigorously, and his current strength was at least ten times stronger than just now.

If he is allowed to fight against Feng Huaxiong again, even if he does not use his supernatural powers, I am afraid it will not be much worse.

Like the deputy pavilion master of Zhuxian Pavilion, he will not be his opponent at all.

In other words, his comprehensive strength is now one of the best in the Heavenly Spirit Continent.

Ecstasy, unstoppable ecstasy.

It was only a short year to travel to the Heavenly Spirit Continent.

From a waste, to the current Valkyrie, a year, who has him fast, no one.

Even if Yuan Wuzong's Battle Heavenly Spirit had already broken through the Martial God, it would take him ten years, and Jiang Kong would only take one year, ten times shorter than him, and he would be the only one on the first day of the Heavenly Spirit Continent.