The battle on the five-zhang high platform was fierce, full of energy, and the killing machine was empty. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A puff of blood splashed and scattered, and I don't know if it was the blood of Shi Tianwang or the blood of many siege masters.

Endless blood of warriors, endless heads of enemies.

Shi Tianwang is undoubtedly an extremely difficult character, and his power is rarely matched by the rivers and lakes.

Whether it's a deity or a stand-in.

And the deity, a total of seven stand-ins joined forces, and they are almost invincible in the world, and I am afraid that the red cherry blossoms and green willows, which are known as the killers outside the sky, are also inferior by three points in comparison.

However, there are too many masters who are besieging Shi Tianwang, going forward and one after another, layer upon layer, killing moves one after another, like waves surging, endless.

One after another, "Shi Tianwang" was wounded, seriously wounded, and died in battle...... Until they are dismembered by a knife!

"Master will kill you all!" A "Shi Tianwang" let out a low roar before he died, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if to say: "Although we are dead, you will not live long!" ”

Stumps and broken arms, corpses everywhere, and on the blood-soaked platform, the cold wind blew, as sharp as a steel knife piercing the bones, and everyone was a spirit of excitement and shivered, and someone trembled and said, "Master? Who is the master that Shi Tianwang said? Who can command him? ”

He felt that he was involved in a great conspiracy, like the maelstrom of ocean currents that he had encountered many years ago, and that the slightest mistake would have been swallowed up, and he would be strangled to the point that there were no bones left.

"Don't listen to the nonsense of the surname Shi, who else does a dead ghost want to scare? Nonsense! A big pirate leader was covered in blood, his facial muscles were flushed with excitement, and he sneered: "The surname Shi dares to play tricks on us, and now we divide his territory and all the goods, isn't it too much?!" ”

Not excessively, of course!

As an old bandit on the sea, a sea thief who kills people like hemp, there has never been such a concept of "excessive" in the dictionary.

After this reminder, the rest of the people also emitted golden light in their eyes, and greed hung on everyone's face.

"Something is wrong, I'll retreat immediately."

Dongying's forces, Liu Sheng Xinyin Liu, Beichen Yidaoliu and other masters frowned, feeling a deep malice.

They are more or less transfused blood to the true wives on the sea, and even some schools have secret cooperation with Shi Tianwang, and they also know Shi Tianwang the most.

In their opinion, Shi Tianwang, no matter his wisdom and martial arts, is the world's top and extremely terrifying figure.

What's even more terrifying is that such a person still has a "master"?

Just thinking about the horror behind this is chilling.

The major masters of Dongying looked at each other, made eye contact, and immediately showed their body skills together, and swept out like a whirlwind.

There are not a few people who think the same way as them, and for a while, their clothes are torn by the wind, and the sound of hunting is endless.

The scene was chaotic, like a tumbling oil pot, and everyone was a fish in the oil pot, trying their best to survive.

In the chaotic crowd, a ray of sword light seemed to pierce out from the dark and endless space, ethereal, unpredictable, formless!

This wisp of sword light was born from nothingness, like a dream bubble full of unreality, and in a flash, the "Bat Boy" was originally spurred out of the cloud vest.

"Bang!"

The pitch-black sword box that Yuan Suiyun was carrying suddenly exploded, bursting out with a mouthful of ancient swords, not similar to modern ancient swords, and with a "dang" sound, it had already blocked the sudden attack of the sword, and the sword light also collapsed.

The attacker is none other than the leader of the Assassin Order!

Yuan Suiyun turned his head indifferently, and a pair of empty and lonely eyes forced to look over.

The leader of the Assassin Order, knowing that he was blind, felt that his clothes were stripped off, naked, and naked, and he had the feeling of being exposed to all his secrets.

"Xue Xiaoren, you are not worthy of doing it with me! If you want to die, I will fulfill you! ”

Yuan Suiyun said lightly.

The ancient sword streamer, the sword intent was self-contained, and the sharp qi locked on Xue Xiaoren in an instant, and the air around him seemed to solidify into a copper wall, making him unable to move.

"That's not how the Divine Magic Machines are used."

Just when the original Suiyun Sword was about to rise and Xue Xiaoren's heart was shocked, a light voice sounded.

The volume was not loud, but it was like a clear spring, instantly sweeping the audience, suppressing the noisy chaos of tens of thousands of people.

Between the sea and the sky, a cloud floated at some point.

It was a cyan cloud, which suddenly flowed above the nine heavens and swept through the sky.

"Go down all of you."

The faint sound rose again, and I saw that the cyan cloud was dense in the air, sweeping all the masters who swept up and flew away to the ground.

There was a gasping sound in the field, and countless people were shocked and looked at each other.

The cyan cloud was not a real "cloud", but a fluttering long sleeve.

In the martial arts, it is rare to have a pair of long sleeves as a soldier, and the most prestigious one is the Shaolin Iron Sleeve Gong, Wudang Liuyun Flying Sleeve.

The so-called flowing clouds flying sleeves means that the masters who have cultivated this martial arts will blow out their sleeves like flowing clouds sweeping across the sky.

This is, of course, an exaggeration.

No one really thinks that there is such a martial art in the world.

But now, in the presence of tens of thousands of people, they really saw it.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Wang Dong didn't look at Shi Tianwang, who was divided by the random blade, stepped on the void, floating like an immortal, and silently arrived at Yuan Suiyun's side, shook his head and said: "This is not how the divine magic weapon is used. ”

"Divine Artifact?" Rao is the usual calmness of Yuan Suiyun, but at this moment he has also changed color.

The other party spoke in front of him, but under his mental sense, there was still an endless deep and endless void around him.

"The so-called Divine Instruction Demon Weapon is an artifact specially created by the Immortal God, so that mortals can also have the ability to fight against the Demon God, and the Divine Instruction Demon Weapon in your hand is called 'Heavenly Punishment Sword'! And of course the most important point, it's mine! ”

"Poof".

Yuan Suiyun suddenly realized that he couldn't move, and the ancient sword in his hand flew out of his hand.

"There are still too many people!" Wang Dong had already grasped the Heavenly Punishment Sword, looked around, shook his head and sighed lightly.

Immediately, his eyes drooped, staring at the Heavenly Punishment Sword, the sword body was spiritual, "buzzing" and trembling, and a circle of ripples rippled around the sword body.

"I have a sword that has not been used since I got it, and I invite you to witness it today."

Wang Dong raised his sword to the sky, and the blade of the sword pointed straight at the sky.

His figure continued to rise in the eyes of everyone, as if he had turned into a giant god who stood up to the heavens and the earth, pulled mountains and shook the mountains, this giant god held the wind and thunder in his hands, stepped on the heavens, and presided over the punishment between heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword seemed to pierce the canopy, splitting the entire world with a single sword, returning to chaos.

There are tens of thousands of people in the square, either skilled martial arts masters, or murderous, brave and cruel pirates, and they can't get the slightest sense of security at this moment, just like ants at the feet of the giant god, like tired eggs.