There was only a simple circle of two white satin wrapped around the two leaders, but they made the faces of the two leaders turn red, and the power of the tight bundle on the white satin was completely beyond the imagination of the two leaders. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The two leaders were wearing the black gold armor of the top grade spirit weapon level, but they kept sinking under the power of the two white satins, and then they could no longer withstand the power of the two white satins, and they suddenly shattered, revealing their flesh.

I saw that the skin exposed by the two leaders was pure white, looking like pure white jade, it was no longer the appearance of ordinary people's skin, thinking that it was the benefit they got this time, and the physical body was strengthened to a level close to the foundation building.

But with such a body, the two leaders did not have a relaxed expression. The white satin wrapped around them made a distinct bruise on the two of them, and it was getting deeper and deeper.

"How is this possible?"

The two leaders shouted in shock, they didn't expect these two bandages to be so powerful, they couldn't support their proud bodies, you must know that their bodies have been specially refined, although they can't fully reach the body of the foundation building monk, but they are not afraid of the killing of high-grade spiritual weapons at all, and the spells of the qi refining level can be easily resisted, but they are embedded in the body by a simple white buler.

The two leaders desperately tore at the strips of white cloth in front of them, but they couldn't shake them. Instead, Zhao Zhong, who was dressed in white cloth, blinked, and the two leaders were lifted high into the air by two white satins.

"No!"

The two leaders tore loudly, and the tremendous power from the strips of white cloth wrapped around their bodies made the two leaders smell death. As soon as the two leaders shouted out a miserable voice, the white satin wrapped around them was deeply embedded in their bodies, and then a burst of blood spilled into the air, and the two leaders were forced to be strangled into two pieces, and fell to the ground in blood.

All this happened in less than ten seconds, and more than a thousand monks stood in the air like that, watching the blood of their two leaders spill on the spot, everything that happened could not be called a large piece, but it was absolutely beyond everyone's expectations.

Zhao Zhong was still covered in bandages, only his two eyes were exposed, but in the eyes of more than a thousand monks at this time, he was like a demon crawling out of the ground, which made everyone feel cold.

Zhao Zhong ignored the more than a thousand monks, but walked straight towards the place where the two leaders had fallen, where a thunder-patterned sledgehammer and an earth-brown long sword were stuck in the ground, and they had lost their owners.

The more than 1,000 monks did not move, and seemed to be stunned by what had just happened. The two white satins with severed necks were still hanging in the air, looking like two long tentacles five or six meters long hanging in the air, making everyone daunted.

During this delay, Zhao Zhong walked next to the two high-energy spirit weapons. Zhao Zhong lifted the thunder sledgehammer behind him, and found that he couldn't lift it at all. Although these two spiritual weapons have lost their owners, without refining, the weight of this iron hammer itself is now able to be picked up by Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong tried the earthy brown long sword again, and mentioned it in his hand very easily, it seems that the weight of this earthy brown long sword itself is not large, Zhao Zhongti feels just right in his hand, but because there is no refining relationship, Zhao Zhong can't drive this long sword in the air, and naturally he can't use this long sword to use a wide range of earth-based spells like a dead man.

But since this long sword is a high-energy spiritual weapon, the long sword itself is naturally very exquisite, much tougher and sharper than the high-grade spiritual weapon, and Zhao Zhong's high-grade spiritual weapon pitch-black long sword has turned into molten iron in the previous thundercloud bombardment, and it is just a substitute for this earthy brown long sword.

But in the face of more than a thousand cultivators, Zhao Zhong naturally didn't have time to refine these two high-energy spiritual weapons, but just relying on the sharpness of the long sword itself was enough! The outside of his body was tightly wrapped in pure white satin, and he was not afraid of any attack from the qi refining cultivators at all, and even the power of the two high-energy spiritual weapons combined could be carried down, so what was there to fear.

And there is also a sharp long sword, although it can't be driven out of thin air at will, but under his superb sword skills, although there are more than a thousand monks, they are all ants in front of Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong stood on the ground, covered in bandages, looking like Shura who had crawled out of the ground. Behind him, two five or six meters long pure white segments hung in the air, like two pennants in the sky.

Zhao Zhong was holding an earthy brown long sword in his hand, looking up at the more than a thousand monks in the sky, his eyes were not the slightest fear, but full of fighting spirit and confidence, Zhao Zhong had never thought that he would be so strong before, and he had never had this kind of courage to go forward with a thousand people!

The more than 1,000 monks who had lost their two leaders all began to panic, and they were all shocked by the small figure on the ground.

More than 1,000 people faced a lone person and fled?

Every monk present looked at Zhao Zhong's silent momentum, and the idea of fleeing quickly rose in their hearts, but they all thought about it, and they all felt extremely ridiculous, and more than a thousand people were suddenly shocked by Zhao Zhong's momentum and panicked, but none of the monks fled, but it was clear that there was only a single figure standing in front of them, which made everyone's hearts rise with an inexplicable ominousness.

But Zhao Zhong didn't give more than a thousand monks much time to react! Pure white satin is also a spiritual weapon, and in the case of wrapping Zhao Zhong's whole body, it is not a problem to fly with Zhao Zhong at all, but it is more flexible and faster than relying on a long sword to fly.

More than a thousand monks saw the mummy on the ground move, and flew towards them at once, with two long white belts floating behind them, and a long sword of earth brown in their hands, although there was only one person, but it gave everyone a posture of a Hades king who harvested his life.

More than a thousand monks also moved, and some monks ran into the distance, intending to escape from this strange area, and many monks rushed towards Zhao Zhong. But it's already too late.

Originally, a high-grade spiritual weapon could kill a group of monks without backhanding, but now with the blessing of a high-energy spirit sword, there is no need to even dodge the spiritual weapon armor on the monks, and everywhere the sword light passes is a rain of blood.

Don't even rely on the perverted defense of pure white satin, all the monks' attacks didn't even touch Zhao Zhong's body! And the two long cloth heads that were originally floating behind Zhao Zhong were now constantly waving in the air, and where the two long cloth strips rolled over, the monks all turned into pieces of blood rain and fell into the air, all of which were crushed into flesh and mud.

However, in a matter of more than a minute, more than a thousand monks were all scattered on the ground, dyeing a faint red color within a radius of more than ten miles, and all the corpses scattered on the ground were bloody corpses, whether it was the monks who rushed towards Zhao Zhong or the monks who planned to escape, they all died here, leaving no one alive.

And Zhao Zhong was also standing on the ground, in a pool of blood, with his eyes closed as if he was feeling something. Zhao Zhong's similar fighting style was used in the paradise outside the school city in the east. This time, Zhao Zhong's hidden traces came out, and naturally he could no longer be recognized, otherwise he would never recover, and he could only leave no one alive.

Zhao Zhong didn't mean to kill so many people at once, and these monks were just carrying out orders, but this is war! There is not so much mercy.

Zhao Zhong sighed, opened his eyes, walked towards the position of the thunder sledgehammer, finished refining the thunder sledgehammer and the earthy brown long sword, picked up a fairly complete defensive spirit weapon and clothes to wear on his body, and flew towards the location of Fan Cheng, and the pure white satin was re-put into the clothes, and there was nothing abnormal along the way.