Chapter 1231: Berserk Suppression
Chapter 1284 Violent Suppression
The person who spoke had long flowing hair, a white robe, and a green wood sword in his hand.
The Aoki sword is a heavy sword without a blade!
The speed of the man's march was not very fast, but with each step, it gave the impression that his steps were very heavy, like a moving hill.
Not only that, but there was an unusually oppressive momentum on his body, which made people want to kneel, this person was vigorous and full of blood, and there were monsters among people.
His every breath and heartbeat was like the breath of a Tyrannosaurus rex, crashing into everyone's ears.
"It's so strong, just the sound of breathing is like the bell striking in the deep mountains and old forests!" Ye Xuan muttered.
The man who came suddenly was naturally Xuanzuka, the third-generation chief genius of Xuanyang Sect, and the person who easily injured Ling and the others before.
"You are Xuanzuka?" Ji Ruoshui stared at Xuanzuka deeply, his voice cold.
"Ji Ruoshui, I have heard that your strength is extremely strong, a pair of eyes are demon eyes, even if it is a venerable, there is no qualification to fight against you, hehe......"
Genzuka smiled, raised his eyebrows, and his long flowing hair fluttered in the wind: "It's time to catch up with the opportunity today, Ji Ruoshui, I will fight you, do you dare to follow it?!"
The word 'war' fell, the wind rose, and the momentum soared into the sky.
Genzuka's whole person seemed to be magnified suddenly, standing at the gate of the city, reflecting the city wall that reached the sky, giving people the illusion of a demon god.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
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With the battle intent of Xuanzuka, the momentum swept through everything, like a galloping horse, shooting wildly, shocking the onlookers in front of them who were not very good at vomiting blood and retreating.
Genzuka's domineering and unparalleled momentum is unstoppable, which makes people frightened.
"It's so strong, that young man is...... Who is it? My internal organs feel slightly displaced!"
"He doesn't look too old, why is the momentum on his body so oppressive?!"
"Xuanzuka, named Xuanzuka, the chief genius of Xuanyangmen, is also the first genius of Xuanyangmen, very powerful!"
"Genzuka, I've heard this name, although he was famous before, but it's definitely not as terrifying as it is now, he seems to have had some adventure!"
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The sound of chirping and chattering filled the air, and the air, which was filled with scorching, domineering, warlike intent and a faint smell of blood, was a little irritable.
"Your opponent is me!" At this moment, Ling stood up and stood beside Ji Ruoshui, staring at Xuanzuka with a pair of eyes vigilantly and nervously.
"Huh...... Although you are very powerful, you are not my opponent yet......" Xuanzuka shook his head, just glanced at Ling, and his eyes were on Ji Ruoshui again: "Why? It is rumored that your Ji Ruoshui's eyes are gods and ghosts, but now you dare not fight?"
"You !!" Ling was furious, since Xuanzuka ignored and insulted her so much, how could she stand it?
Suddenly flashing his figure, Ling Yi held a cyan bamboo knot to open the way, the aura rippled, hissing continuously, and rushed towards the Xuan Mound.
The next second.
"Sneer......" Ling suddenly stopped his elegant, beautiful/glamorous figure.
"Little girl, your opponent is us!" At this moment, there were two people in front of Ling, Hong Wen and Zhao Huo.
Hong Wen is only one step away from the Supreme Venerable, if he only divides his strength according to the realm, he is the strongest among those present at the moment.
Even Xuanzuka and Zhu Huang are worse than other realms.
As for Zhao Huo, although he was only an Immortal Venerable, he was also a real Venerable.
He cooperates with Hong Wen, but he can also play some use.
"Damn!" Ling was furious, and was stopped by Hong Wen and Zhao Huo, even if these two people were not her opponents, it was not easy for her to kill or defeat them in a short time.
"When we don't exist?"
Ji Kang and Ji Yang couldn't wait any longer, and when they saw Ling being stopped, their robes trembled slightly, and powerful aura burst out.
The momentum was booming, and the two of them took two steps in three steps, and the afterimage practiced, and they swept by quickly, approaching Ling Wei, preparing to block Zhao Huo and Hong Wen for Ling Qi.
However, in an instant, they were also blocked, just like Ling before!
"Xuanyang Sect core disciple Liu Xing!"
"Xuanyang Sect core disciple Wang Kun!"
"Sun Yao, the core disciple of Xuanyang Sect!"
"Xuanyang Sect core disciple Li Jian!"
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The four people who blocked Ji Kang and Ji Yang were not very old, about twenty-five to thirty years old.
All four of them wore the same blue-gray robes and had similar hairstyles.
All of them were very firm, and their bodies were murderous.
In addition, the weapons in his hands were different, in order, the double-ring sword, the fine iron hammer, the silver-white soft sword, and the gray-black spear......
What made Ji Kang and Ji Yang even more dignified was that although these four people were only Immortal Venerables, and they were only in the early stage, the four of them seemed to have cultivated some formation or exercises of the same attribute.
So much so that when the four of them stood together, they had a feeling of complementing each other and connecting with each other.
In the blink of an eye, the four of them stood in four directions, surrounding Ji Yang and Ji Kang.
It is conceivable that it is by no means easy for Ji Kang and Ji Yang to highlight the encirclement.
"Die!"
Seeing that Ji Yang and Ji Kang were surrounded, Ling was also dragged down, and Qingzhu was anxious.
She jerked out the sword in her hand and shouted loudly.
The sword light shone, and a sword shot towards the Xuan Tsuka.
In the stiff atmosphere of "hiss......", although this sword light is not so fast, although the power is not so great, the sound of the strong wind of the sword light and the air is still very loud.
"Get out of !!" Seeing that the sword was about to come into contact with Xuanzuka, Xuanzuka raised his head violently and shouted violently.
Suddenly, the sword that was originally galloping suddenly stopped, then shattered into pieces, flew upside down, and hit Qingzhu.
In the blink of an eye, Qingzhu's face became very pale, his body trembled and collapsed to the ground, and his eyes were full of horror.
Genzuka shouted violently, and he was seriously injured!
This strength is terrifying......
Many people who saw this scene with their own eyes swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the shock in their hearts can be imagined.
Genzuka's strength is beyond imagination, does Ji Ruoshui dare to fight?
"You are not qualified to interfere in the battle between me and your master!" At the same time, Xuanzuka glanced at Qingzhu, snorted, and looked at Ji Ruoshui again: "Now that your people are pestered, can you still hide?"
Ji Ruoshui still didn't speak, just stared at Xuanzuka quietly.
"Huh...... Isn't there still me?Who said that there are people pestering them?" At this moment, Ye Xuan blinked his eyes and said with a smile.
"Surround !!" As soon as Ye Xuan's words fell, the seriously injured Zhu Huang shouted violently.
With Zhu Huang's shouting, dozens of people suddenly stepped forward, stared at Ye Xuan, and said with murderous intent:
"Tongxinmen Zhao Zihuan!"
"Tongxinmen Zhao Ziyang!"
"The king of Qingyuan Gate is proud!"
"Xue Yang of the Yellow Wind Valley!"
"Frost Valley Fan Yingying!"
"Donghuamen Yang Xiaozhi!"
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There were dozens of voices, some men and women, some young and some old.
The realms of these people are all at the level of Xuantian Rank, Half-Step Venerable, and Immortal Venerable......
Although they are not top masters, they are all masters, and there are dozens of them!
Such horrors.
"Boy, you are very powerful! But, I promise you, you can't save Ji Ruoshui, let alone save yourself......"
Seeing that Ye Xuan was surrounded by dozens of masters, Zhu Huang was finally relieved and said in a cold voice.