"Ready!"

With a loud shout from the Blood Witch Sect Master, the woman in white and the woman in plain clothes were pushed to the center of the altar.

A raging fire rose from under the altar.

The plain-clothed woman looked in the direction of Yanjing, with a trace of remembrance and sadness on her face.

"Hong Sheng, farewell. ”

"The greatest luck in this life is to meet you, and the greatest happiness is to have our Yu'er with you. ”

"I, Lin Wanyun, never regret it!"

"Yu'er, mom misses you, see you in the next life!"

The plain woman slowly closed her eyes.

"Up!"

The Ghost Corpse Sect Master, the Blood Witch Sect Master, and the Gu Poison Sect Master all recited the magic in unison, and their ten fingers pinched urgently.

At this moment, boom!

Yuba Mountain, who was respectfully standing with more than a dozen masters of the Three Sects, suddenly the whole person swelled rapidly, and then in an instant, there was a bang, and the Jindan Zhenyuan in his body exploded sharply!

It is equivalent to the Jindan monk blowing himself up, not only his own flesh and blood are flying and his bones are gone, but he was also blown away by the four or five masters of the three sects standing around.

Suddenly, half of the three masters were blown away, and two were covered in blood, with broken hands and feet, and fell to the ground screaming and rolling in pain, losing their combat strength.

The people of the three sects were taken aback, and the three sect masters who were pinching their fingers and devoting themselves to the sacrifice were also taken aback, and the process was interrupted, and the three of them almost went mad.

"Kill!" Zhao Junyu snorted coldly.

The three golden thunder flying swords appeared out of thin air in an instant, and I saw three golden thunder lights, with a rumbling terrifying thunderstorm sound, almost having the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, and attack the three sect masters.

And Yuan Hai let out a long roar and jumped up in mid-air.

"Decepticon Fist!"

With a shake of the two fists, the fist wind roared like two giant cannons, forming a terrifying fist wave with a momentum that dominated the world, and swept away towards the remaining dozen or so masters of the three sects who were still in confusion!

And Chiyomiko is also delicate, holding dual swords, flying like butterflies, and the fierce sword aura in the sky is full of energy, and Yuan Hai is one left and one right, and the remaining three masters are attacked.

At the same time, there were several sword qis, strangled at the ordinary disciples of the three sects!

"There are spies!"

As soon as the right protector of the Gu Poison Sect shouted, he was knocked away by Yuan Haiba's violent fist wind, and was cut in two by Chiyomiko's sword qi in midair.

The second disciple of the Ghost Corpse Sect, Ma Chong just sacrificed a ghostly long knife, which was worthy of a sword qi of Chiyomiko, and half of his body was cut off by the second sword qi that came in an instant.

Caught off guard, just a thunderous blow from Zhao Junyu and the three of them at this moment, most of the main masters of the three sects were killed and injured!

Turning their elbows and armpits, the disciples of the three sects made a loud noise, screaming again and again.

But it was only a little confused for a while, and immediately rushed forward with a fierce face.

Dried corpses, yin ghosts, poisonous insects and poisonous snakes, blood mist and various evil sect attack methods all beckoned to the three of them.

Behind Zhao Junyu's one-handed back, he didn't pay any attention to the methods of these three sect disciples.

Behind him, Yuan Hai's powerful and domineering fist waves, and Chiyo Miko's sword qi like a raging wave, swept away all these dry ghouls and poisons!

And Zhao Junyu stood indifferently, pinching the magic trick with one hand, looking at the three sect masters on the opposite side who were struggling to resist the three golden thunder flying swords like a cat playing with a mouse.

The Blood Witch Sect Master Yuan Ying cultivated in the early stage, the Gu Poison Sect Master was also in the early Yuan Infant stage, and the Ghost Corpse Sect was the weakest, and the Jindan was in the late stage of the Great Perfection.

However, these three people cultivated in the Chinese world, but they are shocking existences, much higher than most of the heads of the Central Plains sects, no wonder they have the confidence to enter the Central Plains.

The face of the three sect masters turned pale, and under the thunderous attack of the Golden Thunder Sword just now, they were already injured one after another, and the ghost corpse sect leader was the most seriously injured, and one of his arms was directly cut off.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Which Sanctuary Grand Monk is in front of you?"

The Blood Witch Sect Master, feeling the opponent's super combat power, could be sure that the opponent was from the Holy Domain, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

But this person ...... It seems to be just the breath of Jindan, why is the combat power so strong?

"Why are you attacking my three holy places? ”

"My three ancestors have inherited a thousand-year-old ......"

"Beep Nyima!" Zhao Junyu waved with one hand, Xuanlei Sword Formation!

The three flying swords suddenly diverged into twelve golden sword shadows mixed with the sound of thunder, enveloping the three of them at once.

"Not good!"

"Blood River Witch Spell!"

The tongue of the Blood Witch Sect Lord bloomed with spring thunder, and sacrificed a blood-colored gourd, and suddenly a monstrous river of blood erupted from the gourd, with a thick curse of evil spirits, resisting this incomparable heavy sword shadow.

At the same time, the Ghost Corpse Sect Master made a move, and a ghostly black banner mixed with the smell of corpses appeared in the palm of his one-handed hand.

Thousands of black-faced and fanged ghosts and zombies suddenly poured out from the black flags, fearless of death, and slammed towards the golden sword shadow with their teeth and claws, and continued to attack.

The last Gu Poison Sect Master held a black bone flute, and a hoarse and piercing flute sounded, and suddenly there were nearly 10,000 poisonous insects in the sky, and they rushed towards the golden sword shadow fiercely.

Puff puff!

Scarlet evil spirits, yin ghosts, zombies, and poisonous insects almost filled the entire sky, and although the twelve golden sword shadows rotated violently, bringing up a large area of wind and thunderstorm, they seemed to be weak!

Interestingly, these three people hit together, but there is still some power.

Scarlet evil spirits, yin ghost zombies, poisonous insects, and twelve golden sword shadows stalemate.

There are constantly evil spirits, ghosts, zombies, and poisonous insects disappearing, but the golden sword shadow that rotates and strangles is gradually dimming.

"Boy, you're just a late Jindan stage. ”

"Who gave you the courage to break into my three holy places?"

"If you know each other, retreat quickly, otherwise my three sects will definitely crush you to ashes!"

The Blood Witch Sect Master sneered, his face hideous.

He faintly felt that he was not doing his best, so he secretly mentioned a mouthful of true yuan, and pretended to be calm and intimidated.

And the Gu Poison Sect Master, who was slightly weaker, was unable to speak at all at this moment, and was condensing all the True Yuan to resist the sword shadow.

Not to mention the weakest ghost corpse sect leader, the black banner could barely hold it, his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and the golden starlight surrounded by the broken arm, making it impossible for him to seal the wound at all.

The next moment, the three sect masters looked shocked and their eyes widened in disbelief.

I saw Zhao Junyu pinching the trick with one hand, commanding the golden thunder flying sword to divide the sword shadow and hold on to them.

The other hand clenched his fist lightly, and suddenly shot out more than a dozen thick and incomparable fierce fist winds like machine guns on the spot.

The tyrannical fist roared, strangling the disciples of the three sects piece by piece.

The hands of the remaining members of the three sects were pressed and beaten by Yuan Hai and Chiyo Miko, and the remaining ordinary disciples were like chickens being killed, and they died when they were touched by the fist wind.

All resistance, running away, was in vain.

This is......

The three sect masters, as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the deep horror in each other's eyes.

A biting chill rushed from the tail vertebrae of the three people to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

One heart and two purposes, one hand martial arts and one surgical method, both martial arts and martial arts.

The Chosen One, the Sanctuary Heavenly Pride!

(Po Sing Shek Academy)