Rumble!

The viscous yellow mud splashed, and the impact could be heard in the distance. Everyone gasped and couldn't help but retreat.

The two elders of the Wan family are also a character on Wuxi Island, and now that the two have joined forces, they don't think that Jun Wuwu has a way to live.

It's just a pity that such a young genius.

Jun Wuwu had disappeared into the yellow mud in the punch just now. Others set their sights on Ah No and the others.

"What about Brother Worry-free?" Ah Li looked nervously at the place where he was hit by the mud man, but it was already covered in mud and couldn't see anything: "Sister Xue'er, Brother Worry-Free will be fine, right?"

In a hurry, Ah Li's tears almost fell.

"He's fine. The goddess Xue'er patted Ah Li's back and signaled her not to worry.

"Sister Xue'er, is it really okay to be carefree?" Mo Qianxin's eyes were also a little worried, hearing the goddess Xue'er say this, it was a lot easier.

Because he knew Cher's identity, he didn't doubt Cher's words. It's just that Jun Wuwu is fine, but she can't see a single figure.

"It's fine. Cher set her eyes on the feet of the giant clay figurines.

Wan Shan's body emerged from the head of the huge clay man, and he looked at Ah No and the others with angry eyes. His only grandson died, and even if Jun Wuwu died, it couldn't eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The water balls on Wan Shui's body also disappeared and walked over to the giant clay figure.

"Big brother, what to do with these people. Wan Shui looked coldly at the demon guard who was protecting the girls and the fox: "If you don't catch it back, he will die, let his woman beg for death." Wan Shui's eyes were cruel.

"Really?"

A cold voice appeared, and all eyes froze, and time seemed to stand still. An unprecedented sense of danger enveloped Wan Shui, and the chill coming from his back, like the scythe of death, rested on his neck.

In just an instant, it made him feel like a hundred years had passed.

Burst......

A muffled sound pulled everyone's thoughts back, looking at Wan Shui's back incredulously.

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and Wan Shui only heard the sound appear, and he felt a sharp pain behind him. The blood-colored sword body penetrated his body from the back, and he could see that all the blood that flowed from his body disappeared into the sword body.

This scene stunned everyone, and they were sure that the punch of the huge clay figure just now definitely hit Jun Wuwu, and now he should be drowned in the yellow mud.

But Jun Wuwu appeared in front of them alive, and he was intact, and directly attacked the defenseless Wanshui.

Where did he come from? How did he appear behind Wan Shui? Huge question marks rose from his head, becoming a puzzle that Wan Shui would never know the answer to.

"Your grandson is waiting for you, goodbye. After Jun Wuwu finished speaking, he pulled out the sword in his hand fiercely.

The penetrating wound, but there was not a drop of blood, and at some point, Wan Shui had turned into a dried corpse, with sunken eyes and a hideous face.

At this scene, the frightened onlookers covered their eyes and screamed in horror.

The screams woke everyone up, gasped, and looked at Jun Wuwu, his eyes became jealous.

"Second brother. ”

Wan Shan stood on top of the head of the huge clay man, and it happened that everything happened right in front of his eyes. It wasn't until Wan Shui turned into a dried corpse that he reacted.

"I want you dead. Wan Shui's anger has rushed to the sky, his grandson died in front of him, and his brother died in front of him. At this time, he couldn't wait to break Jun Wuwu's corpse into pieces.

The body was submerged in the huge clay figure, and the clay figure that had been standing still appeared to move again, raised a foot, and stepped on Jun Wuwu.

Airplanes!

Jun Wuwu's body flicked and disappeared in place, and a sword light slashed out in mid-air, pointing directly at the head of the clay man.

Burst......

The clay man's head was cut open, and then glued together again, kicking Jun Wuwu again.

The battle started again, but no matter how Jun Wuwu slashed, the clay figure would be glued again, like a giant who couldn't be killed.

Jun Wuwu is not in a hurry, his eyes are still calm, as long as he kills Wan Shan in the middle of the huge clay figure, everything is over. It's just that Wan Shan's position in the clay figure is constantly changing, and he doesn't know exactly where it is.

All the soul power surged towards the 'Momentum Pulse', and in Jun Wuwu's eyes, the world began to become clear and bright. After this period of cultivation, Jun Wuwu has initially controlled this special combat state of [Emperor Force].

Let's put it to the test.

At the beginning of the opening of the [Imperial Force], Jun Wuwu could clearly feel the existence of the breath in the clay figures. The movements of the clay figure also slowed down in his eyes.

After feeling the breath constantly changing positions, the corners of Jun Wuwu's mouth curved slightly, the sword in his hand was slowly raised, and his eyes were closed.

The huge clay figure overlooked Jun Wuwu, raised his hand, opened his palm, and slapped it towards Jun Wuwu again.

Just when the clay man's hand was about to line up Jun Wuwu, Jun Wuwu's closed eyes suddenly opened.

【Killing: Slash】

Buzz Buzz......

Jun Wuwu bowed down and began to slash wildly. The sword was gone, but a blood-colored flower bloomed in the air. Countless sword lights burst out, and the red sword shadows that swung formed a unique sword flower.

The onlookers gasped, and the sword shadow formed a flower, which required a terrifying slash speed to do.

The sword light burst out of the clay man's body and shot into the sky. The onlookers in the sky, looking at the flying sword light, looked frightened, didn't think about it, and hurriedly flew away, for fear of harming the pond fish.

Time freezes, and the huge clay figurines stand in the middle of the street, motionless, as if frozen.

For a minute, Jun Wuwu didn't know how many swords he had cut before he stopped.

The clay figurines standing still have solidified, and traces of cracks in the sand can be seen on their bodies. The first piece of sand fell, and the clay figurines collapsed like collapsed sand sculptures, collapsing in an instant, falling into silence.

The air was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at Jun Wuwu in disbelief, and their eyes were about to fall. The two supreme-level masters were killed by the young man in front of them like this.

Song Mingze's heart was shocked, he knew that Jun Wuwu and his party were not easy to mess with, but Jun Wuwu's strength was beyond his imagination. One person against two supreme levels, although the sneak attack killed one, but against Wan Shan head-on, Wan Shan had no power to fight back at all.

Jun Wuwu didn't know what the others thought, and with a sword, he slashed through the sand, revealing Wan Shan's cold corpse. There was a bloody mark on his neck, and he couldn't see it. Jun Wuwu walked in slowly, groped around Wanshan for a while, and took out two strange brands and a Xuanjing card.

800 million?

Jun Wuwu was overjoyed, it seems that he has made the right decision. All the way over, he grabbed it, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

Everyone watched in a daze as Jun Wuwu touched the corpse, in fact, it is not uncommon to touch the corpse. When enemies fight and kill each other, valuable things on the other party will be taken away.

It's just that Jun Wuwu's methods are too skillful, so that others have to think that this guy is a habitual offender. The two brothers of the Wan family, this time they were unlucky, kicked the barbed iron plate and put themselves in.

"Where is their home?" After touching the three corpses, Jun Wuwu looked at Song Mingze.

In just five words, Song Mingze was chilled, he understood what Jun Wuwu wanted to do, but this question was difficult for him to answer.

"I know where. Beihaijiang, who had been hiding, jumped out.

He found that the strength of this group of people was much stronger than he imagined, and if he could find a backer, he would not have to be inferior to others in this sinful place in the future.

"Let's go. ”

Jun Wuwu called Ah Wu and the others, and walked back to the place where he docked the spaceship. Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, this is his style, and the words of Wan Hongyun and Wan Shui just now have completely angered him.

Looking at the backs of Jun Wuwu and the others, Song Mingze was sweating on his back, he knew that from today onwards, there would be no more thousands of families on Wuxi Island. If you want to blame, you can only blame the waste grandson of the Wan family, who provoked the people who shouldn't be messed with.

Half an hour later, at the spaceship dock, ten spaceships left and flew towards the island where Wanjia was located.