Zhao Junyu sneered, flipped it with one hand, and a drop of blood that seemed to still be jumping appeared in his palm.

It was at that time that Kwon Changming left a drop of essence blood when he fought with Chiyomiko.

"Go!" Zhao Junyu flicked the drop of blood that seemed to be still beating into the air with one finger, and the blood bead was suspended in mid-air, exuding a strange image.

"Burst!" Zhao Junyu closed his eyes slightly, there were words in his mouth, and he pinched the magic trick with one hand, and suddenly the blood beads suddenly burst in the air, transforming into countless blood lines thinner than a hair, floating in the air, and it was very weird.

This is...... Li Xuanfeng was dumbfounded, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

"Essence and blood are the guide, curse and kill blood relatives!"

Zhao Junyu sneered, with one hand, and suddenly the countless blood lines thinner than a hair slammed into the air in all directions, spreading away!

"If you hurt me Xue'er, it is the end of the world, and you will destroy him!"

Zhao Junyu's face was cold, and the curse power formed by the super spiritual power spread along the blood line to the other end of the air.

Li Xuanfeng shouted sharply.

In Seoul, in a high-end office building in the heart of the city, a prominent middle-aged magnate is gathering his subordinates to hold a board meeting, and his group is one of South Korea's new chaebols, and it is time to be complacent.

The middle-aged giant sat at the end of the long table, like a head of state, slightly closed his eyes, knocked on the table, and listened to his subordinates carefully report their performance.

Just as he cleared his throat and was about to give orders, he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his heart, and then his brain lost sensation and his life quickly faded.

A thread of blood, thinner than a hair, was withdrawn from his heart, and not even a drop of blood was brought out.

The middle-aged giant's eyes gradually lost their lustre, and his head slowly lowered.

The subordinates looked at each other and fell asleep?"Chairman?" A subordinate screamed softly, and when he saw that he didn't react for a long time, he went up to check, and then let out a terrified scream!

At the same time, in Busan, South Korea, in a hidden luxury club, a handsome-looking fashionable young man with a frivolous face was drinking and laughing with two superb young models in his arms.

"Hey, my eldest young master. ”

"Why did it take you so long to come to the clubhouse? The two young models with heavy makeup looked like plastic surgery, and their thighs rubbed lightly on the young man's body, and said delicately.

"It's not that the old guys in the family who can't eat the old food are watching closely, I just slipped out so easily. ”

The fashionable young man laughed, his hands up and down, and suddenly his body shook violently, his hands and feet trembled, and he foamed at the mouth, and his head tilted to the side in just a moment.

"Ahh

"Have a heart attack?" the two young models screamed.

Almost at the same time, a similar scene took place in all corners of South Korea.

All the three generations of old, middle-aged and young people who have a blood relationship with Quan Changming are either in the company building, or in the luxury villa, or in the heavily guarded army, one by one their hearts are pierced by a blood line thinner than a hair, and they die.

They all look like they're having a heart attack.

Where the Aikido Mountain Gate is located, Zhao Junyu stood in the air, his face was cold, and his hands flicked his ten fingers.

Controlling these countless thin blood lines in the air.

His face was a little pale, after all, he only relied on a drop of essence blood, and it took a lot of mental power to implement this bloodline curse killing technique.

With Zhao Junyu's ability in the middle of his infancy, he can only cover the entire territory of South Korea, and if Kwon Changming still has blood relatives abroad, then they are lucky.

In just ten minutes, like playing cotton, Zhao Junyu killed more than 40 blood relatives of Quan Changming.

Many of these people are prominent figures in South Korea's military, business, and even entertainment circles.

"You Quan Changming, it seems that you have a lot of origin!"

The scene that happened just now appeared in the void image, and Li Xuanfeng pointed at Zhao Junyu as if he had seen a ghost, and was speechless for a long time.

"You...... How do you know witchcraft, you're a wizard?"

Lao Tzu, this is a righteous and bright Taoist exercise.

"You...... You madman, do you know the identities of these people you killed?" Li Xuanfeng's eyes cracked.

Zhao Junyu sneered slightly, ignoring the dying old man, his divine sense fully covered this piece of the world.

Every time you kill a blood relative, Quan Changming will have a sense, if you don't come out, I will continue to kill, until you kill all of them!

Zhao Junyu's face was cold, see if you can still hide!

Sure enough, two hundred miles away, deep underground, Zhao Junyu sensed a slight fluctuation, it was Quan Changming's breath, it turned out that you were hiding there!

Zhao Junyu sneered, you can't run!

"You can't kill him!" Li Xuanfeng pounced with all his might.

"Chang Ming is a descendant of the Goryeo royal family, how dare you offend the royal family, you Chinese child!" Li Xuanfeng hissed.

"Go to Nima, what kind of bullshit royal family, Lao Tzu killed the royal family, the royal family!" Zhao Junyu kicked Li Xuanfeng away, and was about to fly up.

In the distance, there were suddenly more than a thousand South Korean warriors and warlocks in a large area!

"Senior Li, don't panic, I'll help you and kill this fang!"

"Huaxia children, in my Republic of Korea, Hugh is rampant!"

Two thousand warriors and warlocks from all major martial arts and magic sects in South Korea let out an earth-shattering roar and came to cover the killing.

For a while, the fist wind, sword qi, and sword waves in the sky, mixed with all kinds of fireballs, thunder and lightning, ice dragons, and boulder spells, all came out, and there were two thousand fierce attacks, surging towards Zhao Junyu, and the momentum was amazing!

Among them, there are nearly a hundred heaven-level martial artists, and Jindan monks!

Well...... Zhao Junyu was slightly surprised, and I have to say that South Korea, from the people to the various sects, is basically very united and united with the outside world.

After receiving the news that the first major martial arts sect, Aikido, was broken through the mountain gate by Huaxia martial artists, coupled with Li Xuanfeng's high morality in the South Korean martial arts world, many sect martial artists and warlocks spontaneously came to help.

South Korean martial arts, the magic world, almost the elite exhausted, and attacked Zhao Junyu alone!

But unfortunately, they didn't figure out who was coming, so they rushed to the rescue.

It's self-defeating.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Junyu kicked his feet, the whole person jumped up like a rocket, and the true yuan of his whole body exploded, using ten percent of his mana, and the golden sword in his hand slashed more than a dozen swords in a row like a wheel, bursting out more than a dozen bright and tyrannical hundred-zhang swords, slashing down one after another, and the two thousand martial arts and spells in the sky collided fiercely.

The mountains shook with a bang, and for a while, it was almost the end of the world!

After the loud sound that shook the sky, the two thousand warrior warlocks were chopped nearly half of them at once, and blood and rain splashed all over the sky, accompanied by internal organs and stumps, like hell on earth.

The power of the mid-Yuan Infant monk is not something that can be stopped by a large number of people!

"The person Lao Tzu wants to kill. ”

"Even if you South Korean people come to stop it, you can't stop it!"

Zhao Junyu's face was cold, and he was in a hurry with one hand, and the six golden thunder flying swords flew out in unison, transforming into thirty-six splitting sword shadows, which spun violently, like deadly sword wheels.

Killing the South Korean warriors and the army of warlocks at once, like cutting leeks, easily harvesting everyone's lives!

The blood rain in the sky is accompanied by screams one after another, this battle, South Korean martial arts, and the magic world will be wiped out!

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