But it was Wan Liu who was shocked, he never expected Wu Zihao to be so powerful, especially the power of this flame, it was so terrifying, just a moment of contact made him almost burn.

Shaking his head and walking out of the pit, Wu Zihao sneered: "How is it, it tastes bad!"

Wan Liu said disdainfully: "Coming and going are these two tricks, it seems that your ability is like this, it is not difficult to kill you!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

The raging flames burned again, and this flame did not hurt Wu Zihao at all, but nourished the flesh and blood, and the wound just now also healed quickly.

After being strong enough for him to this extent, he has a certain degree of restraint for any melee combat, and the slightest mistake will set himself on fire, just like Milu at the beginning.

However, what makes Wu Zihao excited is this thousand-stream **, the power is quite good, if you can get it, you will make a lot of money.

Wan Liu also knows his shortcomings, if he forcibly fights Wu Zihao, I am afraid that he will not be able to take much advantage, the hot feeling in his body is not comfortable, if he is entangled, he may not be killed by a counterattack.

However, Wan Liu was a little unwilling in his heart, if he could kill Wu Zihao, this would be a battle achievement, and his prestige would definitely be improved to a certain extent, but if he was entangled with his personal guards to kill Wu Zihao, he might not have such a reputation.

Wan Liu's heart was entangled for only a moment, and he immediately made up his mind to kill Wu Zihao even if he paid some price.

"Boy, look at your men, they have been slaughtered like mustard, and now they are obediently captured, I may still consider sparing you from death, otherwise, I will let these subordinates of your command sink into hell together!"

Wan Liu glanced at the battlefield, tens of thousands of people completely trapped the remaining less than 2,000 remnants, and it was almost certain that all the battles could be completely resolved in less than half an hour, but let these warriors of the martial arts completely enjoy the pleasure of a killing.

Wu Zihao also glanced around, and noticed that all the people of the Martial Kingdom had completely gone crazy, completely forgot their vigilance, and were no longer cautious before, and even some people had begun to clean up the battlefield and pack up those abandoned weapons and materials.

"Almost?"

Wu Zihao muttered in his heart, now these people have relaxed their guard, and they are definitely sure of victory under the sneak attack, but they may not be able to expand the results of the battle, and the key to this is on this Wanliu, cut off this person's head, bombarded with spar cannons, and ambushed the soldiers, this battle definitely has a chance to swallow the 10,000-strong army of this martial country.

Thinking of this, Wu Zihao finally stopped hesitating, the flame spirit pattern in the center of his eyebrows flickered again, endless purple fire spread out from the void, and within a hundred meters was once again shrouded in a sea of fire, and the rapidly compressed flames instantly formed a layer of fiery red cloak, releasing an astonishing flame power.

can gather flames so many times, I'm afraid that there is only Wu Zihao in the entire Demon Venerable Hall, the purple flame is already amazingly powerful, and it also has a certain amount of damage to the controller itself, but ordinary people can be limited to a controllable range, but it can be said that it is extremely rare to be as unrestrained as Wu Zihao.

Before Wanliu could react, Wu Zihao had already pounced like a wolf, and under the scorching flames, the space within ten meters around him was a little distorted.

The sword light flickered, Wanliu's strength was also quite strong, after all, he was also a person who had stepped into the threshold of the Martial Emperor, and his martial arts cultivation was also amazing, and he was not afraid of Wu Zihao's crazy counterattack, and the sword light was also shining under the swing of a pair of giant war knives in his hand, and the knife Lang was surging like a tsunami.

In mid-air, Wu Zihao seemed to have become a flat boat in the angry sea, floating and sinking in the tsunami of sword light, but the tenacity of his flesh could not stop the cutting of the knife qi, and the pieces of flesh and blood were minced, and the blood water had been burned by the flames before it was spilled.

Two streamers of light flickered in the sky, and pieces of flame floated in the air, bewitching but thrilling, and the majestic coercion was suppressed above the heads of the slayers like mountain peaks.

Wanliu's twin knives are extremely heavy, but they are as fast as lightning, and the method of suppressing the sword that he cultivates is even more ferocious, although he is restrained by Wu Zihao's power of flames, he is still ruthless and ferocious, and there may not be a few high-level demon lords who can resist under his attack.

Although Wu Zihao was not lightly wounded, he did not flinch in the slightest, and the war in the city was also coming to an end, leaving more than a thousand junior demon kings still fighting to the death, in the face of death, even the junior demon king could burst out with amazing combat power.

There are more than a dozen demon kings who have burst out of their potential between life and death, and they have forced themselves to advance to the level of intermediate demon kings with death.

"Boy, give up resistance, look at your people, there are not many people left, abandon your weapons and surrender, I promise to keep you alive!"

Wan Liu opened his mouth excitedly, but the corners of his mouth were dry, and he tore a bloody hole in his smugness, and a large amount of purple flames invaded his body, which had already made him almost to the limit of what he could bear, and the pain that his body was almost about to explode was not something that ordinary people could understand at all.

After this battle, Wan Liu also understood Wu Zihao's strength, injuring the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred, and now in his opinion, it is to see who can hold on to the back, and he felt a trace of heaviness between the swings of the double knives in his hands.

The Tyrant Extinction Sword, the Martial God is coming!

Wanliu couldn't hold on, feeling that his body was about to become a furnace, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out with the strongest means, vowing to kill Wu Zihao on the spot, even if he suffered some trauma.

A surge of power burst out into the body of Wan Liu, and it was wrapped in it in an instant, as if it was plated with a faint layer of gold, and the whole person gave birth to an inexplicable majesty and domineering, like a god of war between heaven and earth, and the double knives in his hands were also dyed golden.

After briefly suppressing the flame agitation in his body, Wan Liu's eyes burst out with a burst of essence, majestic, and the giant twin knives suddenly merged, and they were actually combined into one, but the blade was extended a lot.

Gripping the handle of the knife with both hands, he slashed it hard, and a piece of golden knife light burst out from the knife body, which was extremely condensed, and the knife light dozens of zhang long was extremely bright in this dark night, and the night sky was split in half, if this knife fell into the city, it would be able to split this small city in half.

"I finally can't help it, I'm waiting for this moment, the hole cards are out, there should be no ability to escape, watch me kill you!"

Wu Zihao is waiting for this moment, he doesn't know what the bottom line of this Wanliu is, if he makes a killer move, the other party will flee when he sees that the situation is not right, it will be a pity, but now there is no problem, this Wanliu is indeed going all out, without a trace of hiding.

All beings are angry!

Without hesitation, he released a powerful attack to resist the full force of this Wanliu, although it was a little difficult for a junior martial emperor to fight, but once Wu Zihao shot without reservation, Wanliu was dead and alive.

All beings roared and roared, disobeying the anger of heaven and earth to cover the sky and the sun, and a phantom appeared behind Wu Zihao, these are the souls that he absorbed and refined, and the souls of these creatures were integrated into the void stars in Wu Zihao's body.

Wu Zihao didn't know the mystery of the Dao, what he wanted at the beginning was to fuse his Dao thoughts with an artifact to refine a powerful magic weapon, but at that time, he didn't have a decent thing, so he could only fuse it with the stars in his body, and it became the current situation of not knowing what the Dao was.

Bang!

The sword light collapsed and directly shattered into countless fragments, except for setting off a huge strong wind, there was no lethality at all.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his pale cheeks were full of shock, not only the physical body was impacted, but even the divine soul was injured, and the moment just now seemed to put him in front of countless living beings, what he was facing was no longer one person, but countless living beings.

If Wan Liu was a monk, I am afraid that this would be enough to make his Dao thoughts collapse, leaving an indelible imprint of his divine soul.

Looking at Wu Zihao's cold face, Wan Liu suddenly had an extremely bad feeling, with his intelligence, he still understood, I am afraid that the other party is just waiting for him to strike the last blow.

"Shadow Guard, come here quickly and kill this person!"

didn't care about his own image, Wanliu immediately opened his mouth to summon his personal guards, it was hopeless to kill alone, so he could only summon his personal guards to besiege and kill Wu Zihao together, the process was not important, the outcome was the most critical.

The Liuying guards, who had long been evaded because of Wu Zihao's flame power, were also three hundred meters away at this moment, and it was impossible to arrive in a very short time, and this gap was enough for Wu Zihao to kill Wanliu.

"I want to leave now, it's too late!"

Wu Zihao's eyes flashed with a rare line of ruthlessness, his arms were surrounded by the void, his soul suddenly burst into brilliant firelight, and the flames on his body spread in a crazy state, wrapping the entire void almost instantly.

Wildfire Fist Sutra, the Melting Pot of Heaven and Earth!

Endless flames spread from the void, and the heavens and the earth were completely covered in flames, forming a huge furnace that sealed the thousands of streams that wanted to escape.

Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace, this move is the first time Wu Zihao has used it after comprehending the Wildfire Fist Sutra, after all, only this move can refine the body of this ten thousand streams, leave his divine soul, and then extract information about his cultivation, otherwise, with the power of the seal of life and death of the heavens, I am afraid that this ten thousand souls will be exploded, and the thinking and memory will be wiped out.

The seal of life and death of the heavens, Wu Zihao did not dare to release it easily, once this move was cast, it would make the killed person directly swallowed into the path of his sentient beings and integrate into the stars in his body.

The furnace of heaven and earth, this move is also completely capable of killing this ten thousand streams, not to mention that too much flame power has been invaded in its body, so it has become an appearance that echoes the flames of the outside world.

With the combined attack of Wu Zihao's palms, the earth-swallowing flames contracted rapidly, frantically scorching Wanliu's body, under the power of this terrifying flame, this Wanliu with a junior martial emperor was still powerless to resist, and it was difficult to break free from the blockade of this monstrous sea of fire, and he wailed in pain.