In the face of the provocation, Wan Jianxin's expression turned cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the genius elite of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he has always been the only one who provokes others, how can there be any reason to be provoked by others!

"Extreme Ice Sword Intent!"

Wan Jianxin gritted his teeth and urged his secret method and Yuan Force to the extreme.

The snow and ice flew in mid-air, and under his sword slash, it was condensed into a huge ice long sword with a length of more than five hundred meters, and it fell straight down like an iceberg, smashing towards the seventh-level martial king "undead".

The seventh-level Martial King raised his head, and two clouds of ghostly light lit up in the bottomless black hood.

He stretched out his arms, revealing two dead-white half-amputated arms, and he actually raised his hand directly to grab the ice giant sword that smashed down.

Bang!

Grab the greatsword with both hands.

The terrifying power and fierce sword intent immediately erupted, instantly pouring on the seventh-level Martial King, causing his body to float backwards for hundreds of meters.

However, the ice giant sword was finally stopped by him and grabbed it in his hand.

The seventh-level Martial King stretched out his hand and punched the Ice Giant Sword, and the giant sword cracked in response, shattering into countless ice chips with a bang.

This move is like a provocation!

"Damn you, damn it!"

Wan Jianxin's heart was filled with anger.

The core disciple of the dignified Heavenly Sword Sect was so provoked by the people of the Martial Soul Palace, and besides, the people of the Martial Soul Hall were only one realm higher than him!

Wan Jianxin was annoyed, and with a wave of his hand, there was another silver sword qi, slashing forward like a half moon, and the jade sword in his hand also lit up again, showing his soul technique.

That seventh-level martial king, although it was only a product synthesized from fragmented martial souls.

However, in his body, he still retains some of the instincts of fighting in his life.

The arm of the seventh-level Martial King "Undead" was raised high, and in his hand, the dead white air flow surged, and it quickly condensed into a long knife of more than two meters.

The long knife, like his body, exudes an eerie aura of coldness and death.

And as he slashed down, the long knife was lit up with a faint green flame, burning fiercely.

Wan Jianxin and the seventh-level martial king "undead" fought fiercely, and after fighting dozens of moves, everyone was stunned to find that Wan Jianxin was not only not superior, but faintly at a disadvantage!

Every attack of the seventh-level Martial King made Wan Jianxin dodge in embarrassment, for fear of being hit by the faint green flames or being caught by the seventh-level Martial King.

But his attack, which hit the seventh-level Martial King, could not cause any substantial damage at all, at most it could only cause some skin trauma, allowing him to flow out some dead white martial soul power.

"Damn, what the hell is this monster......"

Wan Jianxin became more and more frightened the more he fought.

The strength of this seventh-level martial king has far exceeded his imagination.

Wan Jianxin still has one move, and he is confident that as long as he uses it, he will definitely be able to defeat and even kill this seventh-level martial king.

However, he didn't want to use it now, because the others, even Zhao Junying and Xiao Qingsheng, were not very trustworthy people.

He needs some moves to press the bottom of the box.

"Zhao Junying, Xiao Qingsheng, why don't you come and help?"

Wan Jianxin exerted a sword intent, and after temporarily forcing back the seventh-level Martial King, he immediately shouted loudly.

Being beaten for help by a seventh-level martial king of the Martial Spirit Hall is undoubtedly a very disgraceful thing, but at this time, Wan Jianxin can't care so much.

Zhao Junying and Xiao Qingsheng didn't hesitate, and immediately rushed forward with a flash, and together with Wan Jianxin, they dealt with the seventh-level martial king "undead".

"Three to one...... Hehe, the disciples of your sect, you human beings, also have today......"

The envoy of the Martial Spirit Hall smiled.

To bully more and less, it is generally something that the Wuhun Hall does, but I didn't expect that today, under the persecution of the "undead", Wan Jianxin and them can only do this.

However, looking at his appearance, he did not have the slightest worry.

It seems that he is determined, even if Wan Jianxin and the three of them go together, they can't help the seventh-level martial king "undead" at all.

"It's almost time to settle it, leave the rest to you, I'm going to kill that kid named Chu Qingyun with my own hands!"

The envoy of the Martial Spirit Hall gave the order, and a pair of colorful eyes immediately stared at Chu Qingyun.

In the underground space of the Blood Sect's ruins, it was Chu Qingyun who took away the body of the Thousand Blood Venerable at the last moment, causing them to miss out on a venerable-level "undead".

This hatred, the special envoys of the Martial Spirit Hall have never forgotten!

The "undead" who have been created not only seem to have some fighting instincts, but can also understand some simple commands, as well as some simple tactical assignments.

A seventh-level martial king "undead" wandered to the side of the three Fu Puppet Sects.

Seeing the power of this thing, the three Fu Puppet Sect naturally didn't dare to be careless, Lu Ping immediately pasted a golden rune on his body, and the whole person became golden and shining, and greeted him.

The other two took out a puppet and cooperated with the puppet to face the seventh-level martial king "undead".

There is also a seventh-level martial king "undead", which is together with the three sixth-level martial king martial soul hall people, facing Deng Xuan, Qi Hao and the four of them.

The "undead" are powerful, but the core disciples of the major sects are not vegetarians.

The battle instantly fell into a stalemate, and no one could help anyone.

And the only ones who haven't started to do it yet are Chu Qingyun and the special envoy of the Martial Spirit Palace, Cao Zhixin.

"Chu Qingyun, it's a big deal for me, and it caused me to look for more than ten days in this wasteland where there is nothing, today, I want to let you die the most painfully!"

"Look at the palm!"

Before the envoy of the Martial Spirit Hall could speak, he suddenly rushed towards Chu Qingyun, wrapped in a fierce wind in his palm, and slapped Chu Qingyun with one palm.

And at the moment when he made a move, the colorful light in his eyes suddenly rose.

Although Chu Qingyun had already paid attention and didn't look at his eyes, he still felt that the space around him was distorted, and he appeared in a colorful space.

"It's illusion again!"

"Break it for me!"

Chu Qingyun snorted coldly, and the powerful soul power swept out, instantly crushing this illusion and becoming fragmented, and he himself also returned to reality in an instant.

After being hit by a trick in the ruins of the Blood Sect before, Chu Qingyun also had some understanding of this rare illusion, and knew that after realizing that he was in an illusion, he could break the illusion with the impact of his soul power.

The palm of the envoy of the Martial Spirit Hall had already slammed in front of him.

"Bloodflame!"

Chu Qingyun was almost instinctive, and Yuan Li poured into the two special meridians, casting the secret method of the Ten Thousand Spirits Holy Body.

The scorching sensation filled the inside and outside of his body, and Chu Qingyun roared, and it was also a palm, shining with a faint blood glow, and struck the palm of the envoy of the Martial Spirit Palace. (To be continued.) )