Jun Yi, who was in the realm of the late stage of Wuzong, was able to fight Lu Qing in the early stage of Wuhuang, and even caused Zhao Hai to be defeated.

But it's just that the calamity of the middle realm of the Martial Sect, and the Hua Ziwu who wants to fight the early realm of the Martial Emperor, this is something that no one expected.

It's not that they don't believe in the strength of the calamity, but they can't believe that they can see the two Tianjiao fighting in the greater realm with their own eyes.

The more a small realm, it is already the existence of the major mercenary groups, the overlords of the ten major city lords, and even the existence that the villa has to fight for, not to mention the existence that the greater realm is defeated.

It is simply a treasure among treasures, and its value is even far more than that of the best imperial weapon, to be precise, it is simply an existence that cannot be compared.

Because of this level of Tianjiao, if cultivated in the future, it is enough to afford the inheritance of the sect and suppress an era.

Around the martial arts arena in Guangnan City, countless eyes converged and stared, staring at the calamity, wanting to know whether he was arrogant or really well-informed.

If it was before, the warriors would have scoffed at it and regarded it as a joke.

But now that Jun Yi is in front, breaking their cognition, as a warrior under Jun Yi, and he has been entrusted with it, how can he be an ordinary warrior?

Everybody has expectations.

Even Su Ningxiang, who had been fighting with each other, and the warriors in black cloaks, all subconsciously slowed down their respective attacks, leaving a little afterglow in their eyes, which fell on the bodies of Woe Cangsheng and Hua Ziwu.

"Hum..."

At this time, Jun Yi raised his hand slightly, pressed it forward, and the pure white river hanging upside down in the sky behind him suddenly roared, roaring with a chilling thunder.

I saw a flash of white light, and the Dao Thunder Snake shot out, each of which was staggered and combined, and a huge thunder net was condensed, shrouded around Woe Cangsheng and Hua Ziwu.

"This thunder..."

In the distance, Bei Li's eyes were fixed, staring at the thunder net in the air, even if he tried his best to suppress the boiling chill.

Just by touching the thunder net, it made people feel cold all over the body, Bei Li's heart couldn't give birth to the slightest idea of comparison, and the pupils in his eyes were contracting unconsciously, as if it was a punishment from the gods.

Bei Li believed that if he fought against Jun Yi, he would be so thunderous, he might not be an enemy, so it seemed that Jun Yi gave him face.

"I was defeated by this thunder. ”

On his side, Lei Nian opened his mouth abruptly, as if it was a plain speech, listening to everyone's ears, but he felt a little awe-inexplicable, as if a courtier looked up to the emperor and was irresistible.

Bei Li and the others subconsciously looked at Lei Nian, but when they saw that his eyes were pious, like respectful believers, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and faintly felt a strange brilliance, as if something was brewing.

"Tapp..."

At this time, the calamity of the common people stepped calmly, and as soon as his feet fell, there was a black tide surging, like a ghost god who came from the waves, overflowing with endless ferocity and cold.

"Boom... Thundernet?"

Hua Ziwu grinned, quietly looked at the staggered thunder snakes around him, and a strange brilliance burst out of his eyes, as if he was afraid and at ease.

He even glanced vaguely at the black-clothed cloak figure who was fighting with Su Ningxiang, and then crossed his gaze across Jun Yi and landed on the body of the calamity: "This thunder cage is well done, just enough to bury you in it." ”

"It seems that your master is very good to you, and he can be regarded as attentive. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as his words fell, a cold wave poured out from behind the calamity, exuding a dark and cold darkness, as if he was angry, and he couldn't stop roaring, as if there were dark giants who were roaring up to the sky and beating the heavens and the earth.

"Hum..."

Immediately afterwards, the Black Tide condensed, and it gradually pressed into dozens of pitch-black mountains, which were not undulating and stacked, but were of equal size and lined up in rows.

The farthest mountain is slightly raised, but only a vague outline can be seen, and the specific appearance is not clear at all, but there is a hazy feeling of being vague.

In this way, Woe Cangsheng flashed his cold gaze, looked at Hua Ziwu, and muttered in a low voice: "Gongzi said that he wants me to break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Hua Ziwu smiled coldly, but when he swept over the mountains behind the calamity, his expression gradually became solemn, and on that strange mountain, he actually felt a cold.

Almost subconsciously, the breath on Hua Ziwu's body gushed out, which made him tremble even more.

Because of this feeling, this involuntary defensive posture, only appears when encountering an opponent who is equal to his strength, enough to threaten his life, or even his invincible.

But now, this feeling actually appeared in the body of a hairy boy, which made him want to sneer and sneer, but he couldn't help but be vigilant and didn't dare to be careless.

Just the moment Hua Ziwu's words came out, his body was already covered with a faint layer of gray-white brilliance, and it was all hazy.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Calamity's eyes narrowed, and the phantom of the mountains behind him trembled even more, collapsing a large area of rubble, as if something was waking up.

The subtle waves of qi gushed out from the cracks in the gravel that collapsed, gradually getting stronger and stronger, and also getting heavier and heavier, making the void seem to be a little unbearable, and there were bursts of trembling.

The warriors who watched around were unconsciously stunned, and they beat slowly, and an indescribable sense of depression fell on their hearts, almost suffocating, and even some warriors trembled with their legs, and they were about to kneel on the ground.

"Childe asked me to break your body into ten thousand pieces..."

With the trembling of the void, Woe Cangsheng spoke again, but he repeated a sentence in a low voice, and then opened his mouth again, and smiled coldly at Hua Ziwu: "And I, I want you to have no bones." "510 Literature

"Little doll, it's not big, it's not small. ”

As he spoke, Hua Ziwu snorted coldly, and the big hand hanging in his long sleeve suddenly reached out, and grabbed a gray mace in his weak grip, and the tips on it were filled with coldness.

If you look closely, you can faintly see most of the spikes, which are no longer gray, but stained with a little dull red, overflowing with a little resentment and murder.

Obviously, these are all blood stains that cannot be removed after Hua Ziwu's killing.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Hua Ziwu's body sank, and there was a roar around his body, and then there was a gray circulation, faintly manifesting a demon wolf phantom crawling on the ground, salivating and killing, which completely coincided with himself.

"Ten Thousand Wolf Fangs!"

I saw a chill in his eyes, his legs and feet kicked hard, his body burst out with agility, and he waved wolf teeth in his palm to kill, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a demon wolf, exuding bloodthirsty killing intent.

At the same time, the mace flashed with a cold thorn, as if it had come to life, constantly twisting and peeling off, and it was actually a strange figure that manifested the Dao, or punched, or swept the legs, or danced the sword, all of them, straight towards the calamity.

It was clearly killed by one person, but it seemed to be carrying thousands of soldiers and horses, but there was a killing sound in the silence, overflowing with strong resentment and killing thoughts.

"I didn't expect Hua Ziwu to be so ruthless, and as soon as he made a move, he was a killer move. ”

In the crowd, Wei Qi's eyes froze, and a chill welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but worry about the disaster.

"Don't worry!"

But at this time, Zhuang Yongxing, who was beside him, had his eyes flickering, and said very firmly: "Hua Ziwu is like this, but it just shows the horror of the disaster. ”

Jun Yi, as the person Zhuang Yongxing made up his mind to follow, naturally had a detailed investigation of Hua Ziwu.

Ten thousand killing wolf fangs is Hua Ziwu's famous stunt, containing almost all the undead resentment he has killed, with the mace in his hand as the bearer, and they tend to fight for it.

It is rumored that even the powerhouses of the mid-stage realm of the Martial Emperor must be dealt with carefully.

It can almost be said that this ten thousand killing wolf teeth is Hua Ziwu's last hole card, but in the face of the first move of the calamity, he directly sacrificed it, which undoubtedly shows his jealousy of the calamity.

Wei Qi was not a stupid person, but when Zhuang Yongxing tapped him slightly, he knew it in his heart, and his eyes were shocked, and he stared at the battlefield in the thunder net.

"One move!"

In the face of Hua Ziwu's killer blow, Woe Cangsheng muttered and sank his body, and then stretched out his big hand and grabbed it backwards violently.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the phantom shadow of the mountain behind the calamity trembled heavily, and the boulders piled up on it all fell down in unison, raising a large amount of dust.

"Hum..."

But in the next moment, the dust was pitch black and surging into the sky, as if to poke the sky into a hole, absorbing thousands of brilliance and suppressing the blue of the sky.

"One move, and you will have no bones left!"

As he roared, the green muscles on his face burst out, and his complexion turned pale in an instant, and the arm that was stretched out to the dust behind him also sank.

Then the body leaned back, as if as a pole, to tear out the contents of the contents.

"Boom..."

Woe Cangsheng's big hand was violently forced, and he was about to pull out the inner existence, and swung down towards Hua Ziwu, but his body moved forward, but it only pulled out a small section of pitch black.

But it was this little section of darkness that gushed out a rich forest cold, a violent killing machine, a ferocious cold wave, as if there was a supreme killing existence, showing its fangs, looking down at Hua Ziwu in the darkness.

At such an instant, the mace that Hua Ziwu bombarded was stopped in the air, scattering the thousands of resentful shadows in the air, and the hideous and resentful expression on his face was all weird and stiff, as if he had come to life, revealing a deep sense of horror.

"Woe to life!"

Suddenly, the calamity of Cangsheng muttered in his mouth, and the heavens and the earth seemed to fall into a dead silence, as for his faint voice, it echoed in everyone's ears.

But in Hua Ziwu's ears, it seemed to be a ghostly whisper, smiling sadly and asking for his life, faintly there was a strange existence, smiling and slashing at his head, making him stiff and unable to move.

"Hum..."

Under the convergence of the eyes of all the warriors, I saw that the tide behind the calamity was gone, and in the surging forest black, a pitch-black long stick appeared.

But at the end of the long stick, there was a faint brilliance, like a cold blade, flashing with coldness.

It's just that after everyone blinked their eyes unconsciously, the faint brilliance had disappeared, but there was a pitch-black and cold ravine, which appeared in front of everyone, like a bottomless abyss, staring in all directions.

Time, as if it has come to a standstill at this moment,

All the martial artists seemed to have lost the ability to control their consciousness, and they all looked in the direction of the pitch-black ravine, only to see that below the end was Hua Ziwu.

It's like a dream, and it's like time is moving slowly.

Everyone's eyes clearly watched as the abyss fell down, causing the frightened look on Hua Ziwu's face to gradually turn into thousands of fragments and crush into powder and crumbs.

There was no sound, only Hua Ziwu's last frightened expression, which was deeply engraved in everyone's eyes.