Chapter 438: Evenly divided
"You are an old man, and you are not afraid of the Shura knife that I have made by killing tens of millions of enemies, which shows that you have some skills."
Jin Duanyue laughed, these few times made him ignite endless war.
"Something? Jin Duanyue, if you turn back as soon as possible, I will let you go and no longer pursue you. I hope you will see the situation clearly, turn back as soon as possible, and realize that you will be enlightened. ”
The Eight Extremes scattered people's eyes were flat, and a sharp light shot out.
Qin Lao's eyes condensed and said, "Lao Zhao is going to use all his strength." ”
Hearing this, Wu Xuan's eyes widened.
This battle is rare, and if you look at it more, you will have a little more insight in the future.
No one wants to miss it.
Jin Duanyue smiled mockingly, and the Shura Dao pointed at the nose of the Eight Extremes Sanren and scolded loudly.
"You bull-nosed old way, I have never known Jinjia Shura all my life, if I don't see through this worldly, I won't live in seclusion in the Jin family. However, today, you have aroused my strong interest. ”
The Shura knife fell, and the land in front of him was cut open by the edge, and Jin Duanyue shouted: "If I don't kill you today, my Shura knife will be lost!" ”
Jin Shengjie was extremely excited, the guardian of his Jin family, could say this.
That means that the other party will provoke it, Shura will be angry, and the corpse will be floating for thousands of miles.
This proverb is not a wild saying.
He had great confidence in his own guardians, and that strength was cultivated from the sea of corpses and blood.
"Humph! This old thing is really arrogant, trying to kill the son of Taoism, ridiculous. ”
Murong Xiqin snorted coldly.
In the past iron triangle, everyone's strength is the strongest.
Zhao Jingwei is even stronger than the two of them, how can this Shura sword be able to match.
The Baji Sanren shook their heads helplessly, seeing today's events, it was not possible to reconcile.
This Shura knife really can't be judged by fairness.
He is still not angry, perhaps because of the heart of the son of Taoism, he is detached from the world and is in harmony with the nine heavens.
This Shura knife, which is stained with worldly blood, cannot anger it.
"Lao Zhao, why bother talking to this guy, he was so carried away by Shura's anger that he couldn't tell right from wrong."
Qin Lao put his hands behind his back, but his flat voice spread out, so that everyone could hear it.
Jin Duanyue's eyes were sharp, and the bloodthirsty light fell on Qin Lao's body, and the Shura knife pointed at it, and said: "Old thing, you should be merciless, and cut off your head with one sword......
Before the word skull could be spoken, Jin Duanyue was shocked.
The Eight Extremes Sanren took the lead in attacking, and his methods swept away the immortal wind qi, adding a bit of fierce fierceness.
Jin Duanyue's hasty resistance was still beaten by the dust whiskers.
The Eight Extremes scattered people landed, and the aura of the fairy wind surrounded him, as if it was not him who had shot before.
Jin Duanyue's face turned red, as if the blood qi of the Shura knife was condensed.
He had never been so successfully attacked, and now it didn't hurt.
He knew that it was the Eight Extremes who were slapping him in the face.
The purpose of what these Eight Extremes Scattered people did was to let them know that the other party had sufficient strength to destroy themselves.
"Wow! Wow! Old Bullnose, you've really me off. ”
Jin Duanyue glared angrily, and the Shura knife slammed into the ground, and the sharp momentum rushed out.
The dust seemed to be alive in the hands of the Eight Extremes Sanren, and the qi of the Immortal Dao was condensed and solid, easily resisting the attack of Jin Duanyue.
The Eight Extremes Sanren looked at Qin Lao, snorted coldly at him, and said, "Qin Chen, this person, should I kill or not." ”
Wu Xuan was surprised, at this moment, the eyes of the Eight Extremes were not as good as the fairy wind kindness of Fang Cai, but more indifferent.
It seems that Jin Duanyue's obsession really made him make up his mind, and then ask Qin Lao for a decision.
"Kill!"
Qin Lao did not hesitate, and the momentum of slaughter emerged.
This Jin Duanyue is an enemy, and if they are not killed, their progress will be blocked, and even their lives will be in danger.
The Eight Poles Sanren looked at Jin Duanyue lightly and said, "I can't kill it!" But if you and I work together, we will be able to kill him! Besides, I've never killed anyone. ”
Jin Duanyue sneered and shouted, "You people, don't talk about my life, it has always been my Golden Armor Shura who took my life, and I have never heard of anyone taking my life!" ”
Jin Duanyue stepped out of the Shura step, and the killing intent of the Shura knife was monstrous.
And the Baji Sanren still use their own dust, to put it mildly, and the two sides are inseparable.
Under a few blows, the Shura Sword had already burst out with the power of fifteen layers of hell, and still failed to take Zhao Jingwei down.
Jin Duanyue glanced at the two Qin Lao, who were about to move, and sneered: "You bull-nosed old man is very powerful!" I believe that the three of you can kill me together, but I am dying and fighting back, and I believe you know how serious the consequences are! ”
"Haha! I, the son of the Daomen, will be afraid of you! ”
Although the Eight Extremes Sanren looked down on Jin Duanyue, they still quietly glanced at Qin Lao.
Qin Lao glanced at Wu Xuan beside him, and motioned for Murong Xiqin to stop.
As Jin Duanyue said, if his golden armor Shura went crazy, the power that burst out desperately would also be invincible to Qin and Lao, and he would accidentally injure Wu Xuan.
This is what Qin Lao does not want, and Zhao Jingwei does not want Qin Lao and Murong Xiqin to be injured.
"Don't say much, Golden Armor Shura, let me see the strongest power of your Shura Sword!"
Zhao Jingwei swept the dust, and his momentum suddenly rose.
The immortal voice around the body is ethereal, and the voice is magnificent, which is the strongest means.
The battle of Jin Duanyue is raging, and he will use the power of the last three layers of hell of the Shura Sword.
This battle!
Will decide the winner!
Suddenly, the golden armor flickered, and the Shura knife rose.
There was an incessant murderous aura around him, and it seemed to have hit the eighteenth layer of infernal hell, and the devil cried.
The momentum of the two sides is diametrically opposed, Zhao Jingwei is like an immortal, while Jin Duanyue comes from hell.
Both sides are messengers of human life.
The terrifying power erupted, making it impossible for Wu Xuan and the others to look directly.
When the dust settled, Jin Shengjie's jaw was about to fall in shock.
Jin Duanyue stood still, and the Shura knife was slanted into the ground.
He gasped, and his sword dimmed a little......
On the other hand, the eight poles are scattered, and their indifferent appearance does not seem to have any losses, and they are still at their peak!
This strongest means collided, and the Eight Extremes Sanren almost defeated Jin Duanyue.
Jin Duanyue was even more shocked!
He didn't think that in addition to that grandiose words, the strength of this bull-nosed old way was terrifying.
"How?" The Eight Extremes said indifferently.
Jin Duanyue was unwilling, he wanted to exert his strength, but he was shocked to find that a force contained it, and he couldn't use the Shura Sword Technique for the time being!
This is the Taoist method of the Eight Extremes Sanren, if he wants to, he can lock Jin Duanyue for a long time.
Jin Duanyue's current situation shocked Wu Xuan and the others, and their eyes fell on the Huang family today.
Old Man Huang was shocked beyond words, even the Golden Armor Shura suffered at the hands of the Baji Sanren.
How can they resist each other's footsteps?
He set his sights on Jin Shengjie, hoping that the powerful Huang family would have another means to win.
(End of chapter)