The Golden Jiao King's blow was fierce and unparalleled, and he had already shown his peak strength, and with the holy soldiers, even some saints would not be willing to resist head-on.

But Yunchen stood still.

In the face of the bombardment of the Baji Mountain, he did not retreat but advanced, and his five fingers rose together and split outward.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to enter a special state.

Sharp, sharp, like a magic knife!

The power of the God of War in his body was condensed into a mouthful of knives, and the void vitality outside his body was also condensed into a knife.

At this moment, King Jin Jiao seemed to feel that he had fallen into a world of knives, and the sword light swept over, wanting to drown all his consciousness.

"How could it be!...... This person ......"

Jin Jiao Wang bit the tip of his tongue and woke up suddenly, his whole body soaked with sweat.

The other party only made a slashing momentum, and the sword intent emitted was so terrifying that it almost destroyed his mental consciousness.

However, before he could recover from the shock, something that made him even more shocking happened.

The Eight Poles Mountain, which was bombarded at the other party, came to a direct halt in the void.

Immediately after, a crack cracked from the top of the mountain, spreading straight down, and the whole split in half.

A holy soldier, and a holy soldier who was urged to the extreme power by the Golden Jiao King, was actually split in half by Yunchen with his bare hands!

This scene not only scared King Jin Jiao half to death, but even Yuemingkong, who was about to besiege Yunchen, almost flew out of the sky.

I've seen perverts, but I've never seen such perverts.

Even Mei Jianxue, who knew that Yunchen was the most respectful student, was stunned.

Everyone is at the peak of the Divine Monarch, and the gap is too big.

"Our God of War Relic Clan is also a warlike race, and its combat power has always swept the same level, but this person ......" The elders of the God of War Relic Clan also shuddered when they saw it.

However, how did they know that Yunchen's use of power was supreme-level, and his strength was not as good as others before, but he was still able to fight beyond the level, and now the power of the God of War in his body surpassed that of King Jin Jiao and others.

I can't crush it if I don't want to!

In particular, as the realm of restoration is getting higher and higher, many methods that were previously restricted and difficult to exert can be used at will.

Click!

The Eight Poles Mountain was split and shattered, and a figure walked out of it, the pace was slow, but with a terrifying pressure, which made the Golden Jiao King extremely depressed.

"King Jin Jiao, are you ready to die?" a faint voice sounded, with boundless coldness and ruthlessness.

"Die!"

The Golden Jiao King roared, and once again turned into a huge dragon body, tyrannical and ferocious.

The claws grabbed again and again, with the vast dragon might.

"Hmph! It's just a dragon with a little dragon blood inheritance in his body, and he dares to show off in front of me. Yunchen sneered disdainfully, his body swayed, and the shadow of the Golden Jiao King's claws filled the void, but he couldn't catch Yunchen at all.

Suddenly, the huge dragon body suddenly stopped.

The golden tail was caught by Yunchen at some point.

The huge body of the Golden Jiao King, in Yunchen's hands, seemed to have become a toy, picking it up and smashing it.

Boom Boom Boom ......

On the Golden Jiao King's body, blood was splashed, and the power of the God of War condensed in his body was almost smashed away, and his brain was stunned.

However, at this critical moment, the Frost Sword, and a dull magic sword, came to kill.

It was Yueming who made a move.

He didn't dare to look anymore, if the Golden Jiao King was killed, then he would not even have an ally.

The sword struck together, and the two holy soldiers were all in a state of rage, and the power of the explosion was already beyond their limits.

"How dare you move a knife in front of me?" Yunchen grabbed the tail of the Golden Jiao King and didn't let go, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of mockery.

For some reason, Yueming's hollow head sank inexplicably, and she felt very uneasy.

But as soon as this feeling rose, he saw Yunchen pinch a seal with his other hand and push it out.

Rumble!

Yue Mingkong immediately felt that his dark magic knife was out of control, and it actually broke up, and the power burst out, knocking back the Frost Sword.

"How could it be? The Ancient Knife was left to me by my father, and it had already been cultivated to become one with my mind, how could he forcibly interfere with it and let the Ancient Knife eat me?"

The shock in Yueming's hollow heart was difficult to add, and he obviously felt that the mark belonging to him in the knife was still there, but he couldn't stop it, and watched the magic knife fly towards Yunchen's hand.

It seems that Yunchen is the true master of the Ancient Sword.

This scene was a huge shock to everyone.

You must know that weapons are the closest companions of warriors, and they can be entrusted with their lives, but they suddenly betrayed, how can people accept it.

Only Mei saw the snow, and the flashing in her eyes was not surprise, but an indescribable excitement.

"Respect in the sword!Only Emperor Qian!" Mei Jianxue took a deep breath.

Although she had never had the opportunity to see Emperor Qian, one person and one knife, killing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, and killing the supreme throne, but just based on the scene just now, it was enough to imagine.

"Fight!"

Taking advantage of this moment, the Golden Jiao King roared again, and with a flash of blood on his tail, he took the initiative to break off and get out of Yunchen's hands.

All along, only humble creatures like geckos will break their tails to survive.

But today, he Jin Jiao King was also forced to this step.

This is simply an intolerable thing for the Golden Jiao King, who has the blood of the true dragon flowing in his body.

"Die, die, die!"

The Golden Jiao King looked like crazy, and the huge dragon body steamed up blood mist.

And after these blood mist rose, they condensed into drops of blood-colored rain in the air.

The blood rain contains boundless destructive power.

"Life and death, success or failure, all in this blow!" At this time, the Golden Jiao King, because of the blood in his body, his huge body at this time had already shrunk by a half, and it was miserable.

But at the cost of this, in exchange for an earth-shattering blow.

For this blow, he burned the dragon's blood in his body, and lost the hope of turning into a dragon forever.

Woowoo......

Heaven and earth were trembling, and all the blood rain condensed, forming a blood-colored sword that ran through the heavens and the earth.

On the body of the sword, what is emitted is the fluctuation of saint-level power!

"It's not good! King Jin Jiao is completely out of the way!" Seeing this scene, Mei Jianxue's face changed greatly, and she couldn't help but worry about Yunchen.

The Golden Jiao King himself is a top master under the saints, how terrible it should be to fight for life and death at this time, and the power is simply stronger than some immortal saints.

"Hahaha...... King Jin Jiao, if you are so open-minded, then I can't hide my secrets. Yue Mingkong put away the Frost Sword and solemnly took out six Yin Qi beads.

"This is a secret treasure left to me by my father to save my life, the Six Yin Son and Mother Thunder, once it explodes, the saints can be killed, and the immortal origin cannot be recovered!"

When the blood-colored sword attacked and killed Yunchen, Yue Mingkong also sacrificed six beads.

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