The realm of martial artists, one order and one abyss.

Especially in the realm of Martial Sect, even if it is an early Martial Sect, it is far from the existence that the peak Martial King can call out.

Su Ziyu was so despised by Jun Yi, how could he endure it?

"Heh..."

With a sneer, there was a cold voice, and he blurted out from Su Ziyu's mouth: "I haven't seen you for a thousand years, the tone of the young head of the Jun family is a lot bigger, but I don't know the means, is it the same?"

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and the chill on Jun Yi's face grew, and there was no trace of affection between his words: "In the early stage of the Martial Sect, I am not qualified to see my methods. ”

"Arrogant!"

With a roar, the green tendons on Su Ziyu's face bulged, and he couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart, and reminded in a low voice: "Let's shoot together, even if it is the Nine Babies of the Fierce Beast, it is only in the middle of the Martial Sect, and they must not be allowed to leave alive, otherwise there will be endless troubles." ”

"Zheng..."

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling sword flash flashed coldly, only to see the Xuanyi robe swing slightly, Wan Zishu was the first to come out, the long sword in his hand roared softly, wrapped in an indifferent white light, and stabbed the nine infants.

He understood that if he didn't kill the Nine Babies or stop them, he wouldn't be able to kill Jun Yi at all.

Moreover, the gap between the Martial Sect Realm and the Martial King Realm is huge, don't look at what Jun Yi said terrifyingly, in his opinion, it is just a vain gain, and Su Ziyu will never be defeated in the hands of Jun Yi.

As long as Jun Yi is killed, the rest of the people don't have to pay attention to it, and even the ownership of the nine babies may be able to fight.

At the moment when Wan Zishu made a move, the rest of the people also followed closely and swept out one after another.

The body of the demon beast is already hard and terrifying, and the fierce beast nine babies are even more ordinary, and it may be a little difficult for them to fight one against four, but it is still very easy to stop one or two people, and he must not be left with any chance.

"Roar!"

At the same time, Jiuying also came out to meet the enemy's murder, and did not forget to tell him with a long howl: "Jun boy, the deity will believe you once, don't let me down!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, four people and one beast fought together.

Nine strange beast heads are divided and blocked the enemy, and the strange cold is condensed in their mouths, fighting in pairs, and the last one is waiting for the opportunity to move, always ready to support, or give a fatal blow.

Perhaps because of the nine tricks, the nine babies were one against four, but they did not fall behind, and they looked a little evenly matched.

"Boom!"

At this time, the knife was fierce and angry, and I saw Su Ziyu running quickly with a big knife in his hand, and his indifferent face unconsciously swelled up with a terrifying hideousness.

The slight blood stains on the body of the knife seemed to be rejuvenated, which was shocking.

Looking at the figure approaching, Jun Yi's black hair was lightly raised, his indifferent eyes gradually deepened, and he did not forget to whisper in response to Jiuying's advice: "Don't worry, I never disappoint." ”

"Hum..."

When the words fell, the crimson sea of blood that had not been silent for long surged again, and Jun Yi, who was bathed in it, changed his momentum all around, as if he was a tyrant who had come out of endless killing, fierce and majestic.

In the face of its cross-cutting knife, the angry blood tyrant in the sea of blood stepped out in a heavy step, his bloody eyes overflowing with murderous intent, and then his body sank slightly, and he mastered the big fist, and the blood fist was like a mountain in the sky, and he roared away.

The power of a punch and the terrifying wave set off were not even weaker than Su Ziyu's horizontal knife in the early stage of the Martial Sect.

"Bang!"

Swords and fists intersect, bursting and roaring.

"Click, click..."

The blood fist pressed by the terror, and even the phantom of the big knife in Su Ziyu's hand between the collisions gave birth to Dao cracks, which seemed to be a little overwhelmed and about to collapse.

Seeing this, Su Ziyu's hideous eyes were shocked and shocked, especially when he felt the bloody killing machine from Jun Yi's body, which once again evoked the unforgettable fear of a thousand years ago, and the powerlessness when he was controlled and suppressed by the Jun family.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterward, the waves were surging with great power.

Jun Yi actually came out directly from it, covered with dazzling blood, as if he was a killing puppet who had lost his mind, with a creepy grin, approaching him.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, the roar and roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Su Ziyu seemed to be angry at Jun Yi's disdain for not retreating but advancing, and as if he was cheering up his trembling state of mind.

At the same time as he spoke, his whole body was drummed, and he held the blood blade again, as if he wanted to fight with Jun Yi in close combat.

"A thousand years, after all, is still too long. ”

Seeing this scene, the cruel smile on Jun Yi's face became more and more intense, and the boiling blood mist around him became more and more pungent.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and the powerful power of the wave pushed horizontally in all directions, making the robes on the two of them awe-inspiring.

But under the terrifying power, Jun Yi's fist didn't leave the slightest scar, not only that, but his body also rose to the might, leaned out another big hand to condense and bombard, and blasted towards Su Ziyu's chest.

Su Ziyu was shocked, and subconsciously bowed back, causing the big knives that collided with the blood fist to suddenly withdraw and block his chest, wanting to stop the approaching blood fist.

The bloody fist slammed in, and when the crimson boiled, a strange black glow quietly flashed, accompanied by the bloody crimson sinking down the blade.

Suddenly, Su Ziyu's eyes suddenly suddenly, his face turned pale, and his body retreated uncontrollably, holding the chest of the black knife, as if he had inherited the power of the Optimus Giant Peak, and the vast force almost suffocated him. Love Book House

"Zheng..."

But before he could stop his figure, there was a trembling roar that seemed to be excited, and the killing machine that was wrapped in Sen Leng suddenly sounded.

His astonishing eyes converged, only to see a crimson blood sword condensed from an endless sea of blood, thrown out of Jun Yi's hand, from far and near, pointing directly at the heart of his chest.

The sharp sword and the speed of the explosion almost made him unavoidable, and even he could feel that he was being enveloped by a chill of death.

The powerhouse of the early realm of the Martial Sect, the overlord who stood at the peak of the Heavenly Domain, would be forced to such a situation by the martial artists of the peak realm of the Martial King, it was unheard of and unseen.

Not only did it open the eyes of the martial artists present and make them stunned, but it also made Su Ziyu ashamed to the extreme, and the most important thing was that he didn't want to be really killed by Jun Yi.

"Poof!"

As soon as he thought of this, Su Ziyu's miserable white face suddenly turned hideous, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his breath was a little disordered, but at this time, he climbed in terror, he actually refined his own essence blood.

In the midst of the powerful agitation, its body after the explosion stopped growing up.

Su Ziyu picked up the big sword in his hand and met it again, and the terrifying coercion in his body that was close to the middle realm of the Martial Sect gushed out, all of which overturned the big sword, and swung out fiercely against the blood-colored sword.

As a result of the strong power of the sword, the surrounding air was disordered, far exceeding the killing power condensed on the blood-colored blade, as if it was defeating it at the same time, and at the same time, it was also necessary to slash the Jun Yi behind it.

The terrifying killing machine swept away, and the terrifying and hideous expression was engraved on Su Ziyu's face, making it look a little weird and distorted, not only not like an ordinary martial artist, but even more like a demon who crawled out of hell.

"Boom!"

The sword power overturned, there was almost no suspense, and the blood-colored sword intent was simply vulnerable, shattering when touched, and directly turning into blood-colored raindrops, which cracked and scattered.

"Hum..."

It's just that before Su Ziyu watched Jun Yi being torn apart by the knife with excitement, he saw that the sword power that came out of the attack suddenly stirred.

A sudden flash of pitch black that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart was engraved in his eyes, and then it quickly enlarged, and then broke through the sword power and pierced it directly.

Immediately after, a murderous figure burst out, and in an instant, it was close to the front.

Imprinted into Su Ziyu's eyes, there was also a giant fist that was completely covered with rich blood, which quickly expanded in the pupils, and then filled the entire pair of eyes.

"Boom !!"

A terrible roar was heard, setting off a sonic boom.

At this moment, the four people who were fighting with Jiu Ying felt something, subconsciously took a few steps back, and looked sideways, just this glance made their pupils condense.

I saw that a large area of dazzling blood mist fell into my eyes, and it actually erupted from behind Su Ziyu's bowed body.

In front of him, a white robe gently swayed, staggered with it, and a bloody fist wrapped in crimson was faintly visible, covering his chest.

Jun Yi's deep eyes were full of coldness, and his gaze indifferently crossed Su Ziyu, and he looked into the distance, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the caves outside the world, and all the martial artists of the five major sects looked at the undulating white clothes blankly, and they couldn't help but feel fear spreading in their hearts.

At the gate of the cave, everyone in Beitianque was full of excitement, especially the disciples of the Jun family who were already uncontrollably trembling, and their blood was surging.

In this world, what is more refreshing and comfortable than the enemy?

"Ten thousand years ago, the Su family survived humbly in troubled times, and they could live a worthy life. ”

At this time, Jun Yi opened his mouth, and his indifferent words broke the dead silence here, echoing in everyone's ears: "The ancestors of our clan saved the people and led them to prosperity, so that they could be proud of the others." ”

"But 10,000 years later, it was a tiger that became a sharp knife for the destruction of our clan. ”

As for this, his voice gradually became solemn, and his words gradually deepened: "Today, with your blood, I will pay for the blood feud of my clan, sacrifice the resentment of the dead, and swear to heaven." ”

"Wash away anger and resentment with an endless sea of blood, bury the heroic souls of our ancestors with forest bones, let my Jun family reappear in the heavens, and intimidate all sentient beings. ”

"Boom!"

After that, Jun Yi's body was shaken by a sea of blood, and the terrifying killing machine poured into the blood fist, slamming into Su Ziyu's body, causing his body to explode violently, turning into a blood mist in the sky, and falling into fragments of corpse bones.

Cold, bloody, ruthless, ferocious... All kinds of creepy chills overflowed from Jun Yi's body.

Looking at the preface scene, the martial artists of the five major sects all trembled in their bodies, their hearts were terrified, and some even fell directly to the ground, their eyes were gloomy and empty.

What the blood fist broke through was not only Su Ziyu, but also the defense line in the hearts of the five great sect martial artists.

Su Ziyu, the powerhouse of the Martial Sect, the elder of the Su family, the existence of stepping on the peak of the Heavenly Domain, was actually beaten to death by Jun Yiyue, who was at the peak of the Martial King's realm.

Even if it is like Tianjiao in today's domain, the sword spirit holy body of the Sword Sect of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect does not have such terrifying combat power, completely subverting the concept of Tianjiao in their hearts, and even overturning the few remaining lucks.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, such a terrifying combat power, such a ruthless ferocity, could the remaining seven Martial Sect powerhouses really be stopped?

In the crowd, Wen Yitong looked at Xilan with trembling eyes, shook his lips and said in horror: "Elder, elder..."

"Tapp..."

It's just that before she finished speaking, she saw Jun Yi take a step slowly, sinking towards them, and the bloody killing machine surging around her body even made several disciples panic and retreat.

"Junyi !!"

Wan Zishu's face changed greatly, thinking that he was going to make a move on the disciples of the sect, so he hurriedly blocked him, but as soon as he left, he was ruthlessly stopped by Jiuying.

"Hum..."

Immediately afterwards, before Wan Zishu and the others could make another move, they saw that Jun Yi had already stepped in the center, and the barren stone that shimmered with white light approached, and a hand was pressed on it deeply.