Hearing the words of the Returning Heart Martial King, He Wuxian finally understood.

At the beginning, in the Sunset Mountain Range, among the several major sect 'gates' that came to snatch Xiaoqinglong, there were people from the Guiyuan Sect.

However, those few martial arts powerhouses of the Guiyuan Sect were all killed by him.

The Guiyuan Sect ranked sixth among the eight major sects of the Eastern Wilderness, and was more powerful than the Wind Demon Palace, which ranked seventh.

These two 'sects' are both in the depths of the East China Sea, close together, only 6,000 miles away.

Half a day ago, when He Wuxian killed Shangfeng Demon Island, Guiyuan Sect got the news.

That's why the Returning Martial King will bring people and come at a gallop in a flying boat.

This kind of opportunity to reap the benefits of the fisherman, of course, the Martial King will not let it go.

Not only can you kill He Wuxian, avenge the dead elders of the Guiyuan Sect, but also take the opportunity to snatch the Divine Dragon, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

So, the two friends met in the air thousands of miles away from Wind Demon Island.

It's no wonder that Guiyuanzong is so fierce and cruel, and after meeting, he kills without saying a word.

Because, they came to kill He Wuhate and rob Xiao Qinglong.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in He Wuxian's heart continued to rise.

He restrained his indifferent expression, and said to the Returning Martial King sternly and seriously.

"The deputy head of the Guiyuan Sect is the 'gate', the Returning Martial King, right?"

"Young Master Ben is very serious about telling you, you have 'provoked' Young Master Ben, and you are bringing disaster to the Guiyuan Sect!"

"Finally, I'll give you a chance, get out of the way immediately, Young Master Ben can spare you from dying. ”

He Wuxian was saying these words very seriously, but the limit of patience of the Returning Heart Martial King and the others was finally broken.

The black 'colored' cloak of the Returning Heart Martial King danced wildly in the wind, and he took out a pale blue 'colored' sword, and the battle intent all over his body skyrocketed wildly.

"Why don't you hate, you are really arrogant enough!"

"In that case, then this seat will send you on the road, go to the underworld and regret it!"

When the words fell, the Returning Heart Martial King jumped up, flew out of the flying boat, and slashed at He Wuxian with a sword.

He Wuxian shouted at Tang Bao to be careful, and then flew into the air, holding the blood-drinking knife and attacking the Guixin Martial King.

"Bang!"

The cyan 'color' sword light collided with the flame sword ray. [To read the latest chapters of this book, please search for 800]

The light exploded at the same time, and the two instantly retreated thousands of feet away, facing each other in the air.

It was only at this moment that the Returning Heart Martial King put away his contempt, and was looking at He Wuxian.

Only then did he understand that He Wuxian's arrogance came from the strength of his Martial King powerhouse.

But the Returning Martial King is a first-level martial king who has been famous for a hundred years, and he doesn't have any hatred, he doesn't care about it at all.

"Ten Thousand Wood Kill!"

After a temptation, the Returning Martial King roared angrily and used a peerless martial art.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of cyan 'colored' sword lights stabbed at He Wuxian, enveloping all the space around him.

"Heaven and earth collapse!"

He Wuxian was not to be outdone, holding the blood-drinking knife with both hands, and slashed out a huge knife ten zhang long.

In an instant, the flame sword as high as the palace smashed countless cyan 'color' sword lights, hitting the Returning Heart Martial King.

"Boom!"

The muffled sound suddenly erupted.

The Aoki shield of the Returning Heart Warrior King was smashed, and the protective armor trembled wildly, and the whole person flew upside down a thousand feet before stopping.

With just one move, the furious power slashed a crack in his talisman armor.

His internal organs were shaken, his chest was pierced with sharp pain, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, the Returning Heart Martial King finally changed his color in shock, his face full of shock and disbelief.

He finally realized that He Wuxie's strength was several times stronger than he imagined!

At the same time, tens of thousands of Aoki sword lights struck He Wuxian with a bang.

However, the sharp sword light only shattered his flame shield, but failed to break through the dragon flame armor's defenses.

Unscathed, his figure suddenly flickered nine times, and the void stepped nine steps away, carrying the blood-drinking knife to kill again.

"Eight Desolations!"

The blood-drinking knife burst out with flames, and eight hundred flame sword lights slashed out in an instant, enveloping the Returning Martial King.

The Returning Martial King was horrified and desperate, seeing the flame sword light overwhelmingly slashing and killing, but he couldn't dodge at all.

"Fight!"

At the moment of life and death, the Returning Heart Martial King roared angrily in his heart and made up his mind.

I saw that inside his body, a dazzling blue light burst out to the limit, and the whole person was wrapped in blue light.

Wrapped in cyan light, there was also a cyan 'color' sword in his hand, a ninth-level Xuan soldier.

His entire body seemed to melt, and together with the cyan 'color' sword, it condensed into an eight-zhang long cyan 'color' giant sword.

"Man and sword are one!"

It is the unity of man and sword.

Guixin Martial King and He Wuxian 'fought' two moves, and they were forced to resort to the sword path Martial King's mastery.

From this point of view, he was really 'forced' by He Wuxian to be anxious, and he had to fight against the water.

"Boom!"

Eight hundred flame sword lights instantly collided with the eight-zhang long cyan 'color' giant sword.

"Click!

The sound of shattering suddenly sounded, and it came endlessly.

One after another, the flame sword light exploded, and the cyan 'colored' giant sword also trembled violently, cracking through dense cracks.

The Returning Heart Martial King burst out with a power of two million catties, and He Wuxian burst out with a power of three million catties.

Two terrifying and peerless forces collided in the air, and suddenly burst into a violent energy.

The fragments of vitality mixed with the cyan and crimson 'colors' formed a huge shock 'wave', which instantly spread out in all directions.

The endless East China Sea under the feet of the two of them was unexpectedly blasted out of a huge vortex with a radius of twenty miles by the violent energy.

Thirty feet high sea 'waves' rolled up on the surface of the sea, and they crashed into all directions like mountains and seas.

In the earth-shattering explosion, the cyan 'color' giant sword was finally shattered, and hundreds of flame sword lights slashed into the body of the Returning Heart Martial King.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every time the sword light slashed at his body, a muffled sound erupted.

There were hundreds of muffled sounds, as if a punching bag had been punched in an instant.

The talisman armor of the Returning Heart Warrior King was immediately cut into countless pieces by the sword light, and fell into the sea flutteringly.

His body trembled violently, twisted and swayed, and flew backwards ten miles away, almost falling headlong into the sea.

By the time he finally unloaded the impact and stabilized his body and flew in the air, it was already miserable.

The black cloak was gone, and the cyan armor had long since broken and fell into the sea.

His chest, abdomen, and big legs were covered with inch-deep wounds.

The skin and flesh of the wound rolled up, emitting a charred black mush, and large swaths of blood flowed out, staining him into a bloody man.

Although he burst out with all his strength and used a special move, he was still seriously injured by He Wuxian.

At this moment, his heart fell into the ice cellar, and all his pride and arrogance collapsed.

It was only now that he understood that He Wuxian's previous words were serious, and he was not scaring him at all.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't figure it out, how could He Wuxian advance from the Martial Sect to the Martial King in just a few months.

But the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.

Seeing that, He Wuxian's figure flickered again, carrying a blood-drinking knife to kill, and the Martial King had no fighting intent at all, so he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Twenty miles away in the air, Xiao Qinglong was fighting with more than a dozen martial arts sects on the flying boat.

It's a pity that this is not flat land, Tang Bao and Bai Yan can't fly, they can only continue to slash out Dao sword light and axes, attacking and killing the martial sects on the flying boat.

The martial sects on the flying boat were also in the same situation, only to keep slashing out the sword light and killing Xiao Qinglong, Tang Bao, and Bai Yan in the air.

Although the two sides fought very fiercely, no one was injured, and they could only fly up and down in the air and fight.

The confidence and fighting spirit of the Returning Warrior King were completely gone, and when he saw that the flying boat was still intact, he fled like a desperate person.

When He Wuxian saw him running away, he immediately sneered and chased after him.

"Xianglong Nine Steps!"

In the blink of an eye, he took nine steps and chased five hundred feet away.

It's a pity that the speed at which the Returning Heart Martial King escaped was too fast, and He Wuxian was still six hundred zhang away from him.

In desperation, He Wuxian continued to fan the wings of the blood flame and chased ten miles away, which narrowed the distance between the two to three hundred zhang.

"Vacuum break!"

He held the blood-drinking knife and slashed out eighteen sword rays, and slashed towards the back of the Returning Heart Martial King.

When the flame sword light was about to slash the Returning Heart Martial King, it immediately condensed into a crimson 'colored' treasure sword.

Hearing the sound of breaking the air behind him, and feeling the fierce and incomparable sword light attacking, the Returning Martial King was suddenly full of horror.

In desperation, he burst out with twelve percent of his Yuan Force, condensed into an Aoki shield to protect himself, and accelerated his speed to escape.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Crimson Treasure Knife instantly 'pierced' through the Aoki shield, piercing the back of the Martial King of the Heart through a fist-sized blood 'hole'.

The front and back of the blood 'hole' were transparent, and the surrounding skin and 'flesh' were all charred black.

The gurgling blood gushed out like a stream, and soon dyed the back of the Returning Martial King with a piece of blood red, which was extremely poignant.

"Ugh!"

The Returning Heart Martial King, who had been hit hard, snorted, his face became pale as paper, and a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't dare to stop, let alone check the injury.

He knew very well that once he was caught up by He Wuxian, he would definitely die.

"Run! Run desperately!"

Ten miles, eight miles, six miles......

Finally, when the Warrior King fled back to the flying boat, he could no longer hold on.

"Hurry back to the 'door'!

He lay in the flying boat covered in blood, roared hoarsely, and then fell into a coma.

The fifteen martial sects on the flying boat were all dumbfounded, staring at the unconscious Returning Martial King one by one, at a loss.

No one would have imagined that on the Eastern Wilderness Continent, the deputy head of the 'Gate', who could rank in the top ten in terms of force, would be beaten into this virtue in just half an hour later.

This is simply subverting everyone's cognition!

A moment ago, the Returning Heart Martial King was still an undefeated myth in their hearts, the top pillar of the Guiyuan Sect.

And at this moment, the undefeated myth was hit hard, and the so-called Heavenly Pillar also fell.

This qiē is all due to He Wuhate!

Only then did the fifteen martial sects understand that He Wuxi's strength was beyond imagination.

Seeing that He Wuhate was killing at a gallop, everyone was awakened, and they immediately hurriedly '' the flying boat, turning around and fleeing like a lost dog.

This flying boat is an eighth-level flying artifact, powered by the Yuan Spirit Stone to fly, and its speed is not weaker than that of the little green dragon.

He Wuxian chased and killed for a while, and when he saw that the speed of the flying boat was getting faster and faster, he returned to the back of the little green dragon and rode the little green dragon all the way to catch up.

Looking at the many martial arts sects on the flying boat who were like earth and trembling, He Wuxian shouted loudly with disdain.

"See where you can escape? Lao Tzu will chase you and kill Guiyuan Sect today!"