These martial arts powerhouses originally wanted to follow closely behind, but now there was only deep fear left in everyone's hearts, where did they dare to have the slightest desire to make a move.

"How the hell did he do it?"

In Hongzhou City, a warrior muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

Death is not terrible, licking blood from the knife edge is the fate of all martial artists, but so many people watched, and no one even found out how Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi made a move, he didn't even move, and nearly a hundred martial arts masters in the Jiangnan region were all in different places, and they were all killed and injured.

"Master, how the hell did he do it?"

In the distance, on the splint of the steel building ship, the fake winter official involuntarily spoke, her eyes looked at the air, and the whole person couldn't help but feel a chill, just at that moment, even she didn't notice how those people died.

Ahead, Dong Guan just shook his head and didn't speak.

On the other side, almost at the same time, in the rushing flood of the water realm, Chen Shaojun, who was controlling the ancient Kunqi and speeding towards Hongzhou City, also stopped suddenly.

"What a terrible thought kills!"

Chen Shaojun's eyelids twitched, and there was a hint of deep palpitation in his eyes.

There are so many people, I'm afraid only Chen Shaojun can see clearly what Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi did at that moment just now, and only he knows how those people died.

At the same time as those Jiangnan warriors flew out, one after another sharp blades as thin as hair suddenly appeared in the void, and these sharp blades crisscrossed and weaved together into an incomparable web in the air, directly cutting off the heads of those human warriors, making their heads look different.

And these extremely powerful silk strings are not real weapons, but are made of wisps of spiritual power condensation.

Chen Shaojun is also a great master of Confucianism and Taoism in terms of spiritual power, and has a powerful spiritual power attack like the Spiritual Storm and the Candle Dragon Law, but even Chen Shaojun never thought that he could turn his spiritual power into a real blade and use it.

Even Chen Shaojun couldn't imagine how strong, condensed, and dense a person's spiritual power must be in order to kill more than a hundred top martial arts powerhouses in a row in such a brutal, but simple and direct way.

Although Chen Shaojun is a great master of Confucianism and Taoism, he is far from reaching this point.

- In fact, if it weren't for Chen Shaojun's extremely strong mental power, he wouldn't even be able to discover this truth.

Cold sweat kept oozing from his sideburns, and at this moment, even Chen Shaojun felt a deep jealousy.

Picking flowers and flying leaves, killing people invisibly, the ability shown by Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi is even far above this, when the difference in strength between the two sides reaches a certain level, forming a huge gap that is difficult to overcome, even resistance has become a luxury, and the advantage of numbers has also lost its meaning.

Chen Shaojun had a feeling in his heart that in terms of the strength of his spiritual power alone, Shui Ancestor Wu Zhiqi was afraid that he had at least reached the level of a great merchant and a Confucian leader, and even reached the level of a sage and a higher realm.

And this is just the weakest state he has just broken out of.

But it was only for a moment, and Chen Shaojun quickly came back to his senses.

"Let's go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Shaojun drove the ancient Kunqi and continued to drive forward.

Chen Shaojun's biggest worry now is not other people, but his father Chen Zongxi, the strength of the water ancestor Wu Zhiqi is far more terrifying than imagined, but Chen Shaojun knows that in order to protect the people in Hongzhou City, his father will never back down.

On the other side, things were developing much faster than Chen Shaojun expected, and after killing nearly a hundred martial arts masters in Jiangnan in one fell swoop, the cold laughter of Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi once again sounded in the heavens and the earth:

"Hehe, the mantis arm is a car, and you can't do it yourself! If Dayu is resurrected, he may still have the strength to fight with me, but just you ants...... It's self-defeating! ”

Wuzhi Qi's mountain-like phantom stood in the void, his hair trembled, and his expression was extremely hideous:

"Now that the killing ring has been opened, let's have more people to help with it. In the era of the ancestor, Confucianism and Taoism have not yet flourished, and it is rare to meet a master of Confucianism and Taoism who does not touch the law, so I will take you to help the ancestor! ”

The buzzing voice of Shuizu Wu Zhiqi was like Hongzhong Dalu, echoing outside the entire Hongzhou City, the sound was hundreds of miles away, and when he was speaking, the pair of hideous eyes turned his head sharply and looked at Chen Zongxi in mid-air.

When the nearly 100 martial arts masters fell, the only one who was still standing in front of Hongzhou City and protecting the entire city behind him was Chen Zongxi, and after Shuizu Wu Zhiqi said this, he laughed cruelly and quickly made a move.

In the past 10,000 years, although the Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi has already separated the doppelganger of the cult demon god, has been collecting information outside, and knows the vicissitudes of the human world, but after all, it is not the ontology, and this is the first time that he has really started to kill.

"It's your turn!"

The thunderous voice of the Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi echoed in the heavens and the earth, the sound did not fall, boom, with a wave of his palm, the huge iron fist like a fluffy mountain peak immediately punched away and swung out fiercely in the direction of Chen Zongxi.

This punch was fierce, and with one punch, a huge depression obviously appeared in the void in front of Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi, showing a huge shadow, and like an extraterrestrial meteorite, it exploded towards Chen Zongxi in the distance at an astonishing speed, and all the way forward, the area of the shadow and space collapse continued to grow all the way in geometric multiples.

Boom, the fist has not yet fallen, the huge pressure has already made the entire Hongzhou City rumble violently, and the wind near the head of the city is even stronger, and the waves are swept up hundreds of feet high by the wind.

For Chen Shaojun's father, Chen Zongxi, Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi obviously had a little more respect, so he did not use spiritual power to cut, but directly used an iron fist, the huge fist wind was still thousands of zhang away from Chen Zongxi, and the huge power had already made the thousands of golden sage chapters and scriptures and history subsets around Chen Zongxi tremble, and that thread, wisps of thousands of chapters and thousands of sentences, immediately undertook tremendous pressure.

"Stop!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Shaojun controlled the ancient Kunqi, and immediately roared, rose from the surging flood, shuttled out, and at that moment, countless streams of water splashed out in all directions, and Chen Shaojun was in the air, and immediately shot without hesitation.

"Mental Storm!"

"Candle Dragon Order!"

Between the lightning and the fire, I saw a huge spiritual power overwhelming, like an endless tide and storm, bursting towards the water ancestor Wu Zhiqi in the sky.

At the same time, roar, in the void behind the ancient Kunqi, the light and shadow were distorted, and in the blink of an eye, a huge ancient candle dragon appeared, and those huge eyes were as white as snow on one side, and red as the scorching sun on the other, at the moment when the candle dragon appeared, boom, Chen Shaojun did not hesitate to use the soul deprivation in the candle dragon law.

At this moment, Chen Shaojun's whole body was tense, and in those star-like eyes, the water ancestor Wu Zhiqi in the sky was clearly reflected, when the difference in strength between the two people was too big, any attack was meaningless, more than a hundred martial arts powerhouses in the south of the Yangtze River joined forces, and they were all killed by the water ancestor Wu Zhiqi with a snap of his fingers, and Chen Shaojun did not think that there was any difference between his shot and them.

The only thing he can rely on is his huge spiritual power, which is also the only thing he can do in front of this water tribe myth and legend-level figure.

However, the change of things surprised everyone, in the face of Chen Shaojun's sudden attack from the rear, the huge mountain-like body of Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi stood motionless in the air, as if he hadn't noticed him at all.

Boom, Chen Shaojun's spiritual storm first slammed into the depths of the mind of the Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi, and then the Candle Dragon Law Order was also like a meteorite, hitting the spirit of the Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi, but the final result made Chen Shaojun unexpected.

Although he knew that there was a huge realm gap between the two sides, Chen Shaojun didn't expect his spiritual attack to really defeat Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi, in fact, Chen Shaojun's original intention was enough as long as he could contain Shui Zu Wu Zhiqi and win a glimmer of life for his father, but the final result was far from the same.

Chen Shaojun's spiritual storm bombarded the depths of Shui Ancestor Wu Zhiqi's mind, as if he had crashed into a bottomless abyss, and it did not stir up the slightest ripple at all, and the subsequent candle dragon law also hit the soul of Shui Ancestor Wu Zhiqi, but the mythical existence of this water tribe legend, instead of separating the spirit and flesh, Chen Shaojun's own soul felt a powerful force of shock, as if it had hit a hard rock.

Chen Shaojun tried his best to attack the two attacks, but he couldn't even tickle the water ancestor Wu Zhiqi, and the latter didn't even notice it at all.

In an instant, Chen Shaojun's heart sank into the water.

On the battlefield, the situation changed in an instant, and in just a moment, the attack of Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi was no more than a hundred zhang away from the top of Chen Zongxi's head, and at this moment, even if Chen Shaojun wanted to stop it again, it was too late.

On the other side, in the endless darkness, in the face of the terrifying blow of the Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi, Chen Shaojun's father, Chen Zongxi, suddenly made a move.

Facing the fierce punch that was pressed down like layers of mountains, Chen Zongxi tilted his head slightly, his expression was calm, and he slowly took a step in the eyes of countless people.

At the same time, the mellow and solemn voice resounded through the entire void like thunder.

There was no monstrous momentum, no surging internal force and vitality fluctuations, Chen Zongxi just read out a few words as if he were strolling leisurely:

"Yes!"

"Dao!"

"Straight!"

"Okay!"

Those four words were clear and sounded in everyone's ears, and Chen Zongxi took a step, did not dodge or dodge, and walked straight towards the opposite Water Ancestor Wu Zhiqi, as well as the earth-destroying black pressure fist shadow and collapsed space in mid-air, and walked straight.