"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"

Zhao Junyu smiled proudly.

Eighty-one dragon teeth fluttered, protecting the whole body.

The innate sword embryo, the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife burst out with a terrifying sword intent that splits the sky, as well as a fierce sword flame.

forced the remaining dozen or so sons of luck to retreat again and again.

"How can he be so strong, incredible!"

The powerhouses watching the battle in the Yujing Pavilion were already numb with horror.

"Although he is strong, after all, he fights dozens of peers by himself. ”

"You see, his mana has been depleted too much, and he is already lacking in follow-up. At this time, a strong man with sharp eyes said leisurely.

Everyone stared at each other, and sure enough, Zhao Junyu's movements began to slow down.

The sword began to be slow to draw the sword, and his face turned pale.

"Yes, after all, he is still a monk, not an immortal. ”

"Even true immortals have times when their mana is exhausted, and it is not so easy to deal with these dozens of the strongest Mahayana late stages. ”

There was a lot of talking.

At this time, Zhao Junyu in the space of the Taixu Hall was after smashing several strong people.

Finally, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, and his body shook several times.

At this time, many people put their minds at ease, he is a human being after all, not a god, and has weaknesses and limits!

There are even many people who secretly put aside their careful thoughts.

If Zhao Junyu was able to defeat so many strong people and was unscathed, it would really make everyone fearful.

It's not a good thing to be too sharp.

The so-called rigidity is easy to break.

"He's close to running out of oil!"

"Let's work harder and kill him!" Ni Zhi shouted as he struggled to resist Zhao Junyu's attack, holding his twin swords.

But at the same time, he quietly shrank back.

"Where is the surname Jing? ”

"sold by this guy!"

Ni Zhi scolded in his heart.

They had agreed to deal with Zhao Junyu together, but Jing Wuxian was the young man in black, who obviously agreed, but he didn't make a move, and there was no trace.

And four or five other candidates also missed their appointments.

But at this time, there were still more than a dozen people besieging Zhao Junyu.

Seeing that Zhao Junyu's mana was not continuous, and he had vomited blood and was injured, but he did not desperately besiege.

After all, the previous lesson was too tragic.

And they are also injured, and they are afraid of making wedding dresses for others.

"A bunch of fools!" Ni Zhi scolded angrily.

"Go die!" Zhao Junyu smiled proudly.

While his innate sword embryo small five planets were like swordsmanship, trapping many enemies, he blasted out a punch from a high-altitude oblique stab, and with his will to kill, he directly pierced through the flesh of the two sons of luck and then blasted towards Ni Zhi like lightning.

Ni Zhi's two swords crossed in his hands, and he launched a wall of sword qi like opening mountains and cracking stones, but after being shattered by this punch, the whole person was blown away.

With a wow, Ni Zhi spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Damn it!"

"He's still so strong!"

Ni Zhi immediately made a decision, gave up hope of killing Zhao Junyu, turned around and shot away.

After all, there were still a few people in the space of the Taixu Hall who had not appeared, and he didn't want to make wedding dresses for others.

"Let's go!" The remaining seven or eight strong men saw that Ni Zhi, who was the strongest, had already fled.

At that moment, he no longer had the intention of strangling Zhao Junyu, so he shouted and fled in all directions.

Zhao Junyu slammed his sword to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was stunned.

And outside, inside the Yujing Pavilion, there was silence.

Thirty or forty sons of luck in the late Mahayana period besieged Zhao Junyu.

As a result, more than half of them were killed, and less than ten people were left to flee.

After all, many of these dozens of candidates for the Son of Luck have the strength of Scattered Immortals.

Even if a true immortal deals with so many people, he can't be careless, of course, the premise is that these dozens of people are sincerely joining forces.

And now these dozens of people don't dare to trust each other, there are barriers between each other, and they all have reservations, so they will be broken by Zhao Junyu.

Even so, though.

Zhao Junyu, with the strength of the late Mahayana period, killed so many peers and captured so much strong luck, it was still shocking.

"The first person since the Great Tribulation!"

"I'm afraid that even in ancient times, in ancient times, such excellent geniuses were rare. ”

Many strong people sighed.

"Yes, anyway, I haven't seen any record in the classics that in the late Mahayana period, one person fought against dozens of people of the same rank, and he did not fall behind but won the battle. ”

The head of a first-class sect sighed.

He had always supported Heavenly Court, but at this moment, his will was shaken, and he was deeply impressed by Zhao Junyu.

"He absorbed too much luck. ”

"It's not a good thing either. ”

At this time, a strong man used the Qi Hope Technique to observe Zhao Junyu and said loudly.

After he reminded him, others also used the Hope Qi Technique.

I saw that the ring of luck on Zhao Junyu's head had changed from purple to light red to blood red, and now it was black.

"He had to immediately retreat, digest, integrate, or give it to someone else. ”

"In short, you can't act rashly, otherwise there is a danger of backlash. Mu Huaigu and the others had been paying close attention to Zhao Junyu, and frowned at the moment.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhao Junyu actually stood up.

Chase Ni Zhi away!

This purple hair, when he first saw him, Zhao Junyu saw him unpleasantly, and he went around instigating to besiege him.

Naturally, Zhao Junyu must be removed quickly.

Taking away his luck is no different from killing this man.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Ni Zhi scolded secretly while flying away.

scolded everyone in the space of the Taixu Palace.

"Originally, the surname Zhao was a mortal situation, but it turned out like this. ”

"It's all everyone's selfish woe!" Ni Zhi gritted his teeth.

I forgot that he was also hiding behind everyone just now, always ready to fish in troubled waters.

"Especially that Jing Wuxi, he is simply a villain!"

Ni Zhi was distracted, gritting his teeth with hatred.

To be reasonable, he was not seriously injured.

But in this space of the Taixu Palace, where everyone was in danger, especially against an opponent as strong as Zhao Junyu, he was almost frightened.

"Find a place to retreat and stay up for more than the next day. Ni Zhi muttered to himself.

There is still more than a day before the closure of the Taixu Palace, and there will be other ways to fight after the rest of the people go out, so he still has luck.

A light and shadow flashed behind him, and a powerful aura quickly approached!

"Why, this surnamed Zhao chased after him!"

"This madman!" Ni Zhi scolded.

The other party's injuries are much more serious than his, and his mana is almost consumed, so he dares to chase after him!

However, Ni Zhike didn't have the courage to fight him to the death, and immediately sped up his flight.

"Oh no, what's going on!"

He suddenly became a figure, only to feel a cone pain rising in his body, and a strong and sharp sword intent was rampage through the meridians in his body.

"Damn, how did this madman's fist hit the sword intent?"

Ni Zhi spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, desperately suppressing the injury, puzzled, he was obviously blown away by the opponent's fist, how could he have sword intent into his body?

But he couldn't think about it.

The sword intent in the body is becoming more and more raging, and the sharp pain is like heartbreaking!

Zhao Junyu is getting closer and closer.

Just when he was about to despair, suddenly a black shadow appeared in the distance in front of him, standing tall with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Jing, you're finally here!"

"The one surnamed Zhao is in the back, save me!"

Ni Zhi saw the person coming clearly, and couldn't help but shout in ecstasy.

(End of chapter)