"Han Jing!"

Everything happened so fast, so fast that people could only feel the helplessness of being caught off guard!

Even the martial artist in the middle of the Heavenly Venerable Realm had only destroyed more than half of the Vajra Thunder Punishment, and he realized that he had actually become the only living Underworld martial artist in the array.

What about the original plan?

What about the division of labor and the joint attack?

Gone!

All this was beyond his imagination, but at such a critical juncture, his strength and experience really showed a different explosion from the six people just now.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, I saw that he was frantically pushing his strength to the extreme, and at the same time, with his body as the core, a ball-like wall of light had appeared.

"Do you think you're the only one with the power of the realm?"

roared angrily, only to see that he avoided the collision and fist of the last three or four Vajra Thunder Punishments, and directly his body fell to the ground with the heavy domain, and layers of earth-colored light burst out on his body: "Earth Shield!"

Airplanes!

After a muffled sound, his realm was finally sacrificed by him: the shield of the earth!

The light on his body merged into the space around him, and the rocks under his feet and around him immediately changed suddenly, turning into viscous flowing water, surging towards his body.

Hands and feet, torso, neck, head......

With the influx and fusion of these earth yuan forces, when he looked at it again, this guy seemed to have turned into a thick statue - the power of the earth had become his armor, which was also the power of his domain, the power of the protective domain.

"Is that so?"

Seeing this, Han Jing smiled coldly, and his body continued to move forward: "It's not enough!"

When he made a move, the Yan Huang Sword bloomed with a dazzling golden light in Han Jing's hand, drawing layers of ripples and then converging on Han Jing's top, and finally fell down.

This is, slashing the saint!

With a sword, kill the sages, and the heavens cut down the saints!

"Whoa!"

Finally, the blade of the sword collided with the armor that contained the power of the earth, as if the tip of a needle was against a thick piece of steel, and the sound of light splashed everywhere.

"Hahaha...... You die!"

was directly hit by Han Jing's sword against the outermost blood wall, and the martial artist let out a final cruel smile: he felt that he could carry it!

Since he has carried Han Jing's sword, then he has a chance to fight back!

But......

Just as a rock-shaped sword also appeared on his fist, another sound of "Boom" suddenly came from his body.

At the same time, Han Jing had already turned around and flew back towards the blood mass that still existed: "You, you're already dead!"

"Dead ......"

"How is that possible?"

"Dead ......"

Click!

The only thing this martial artist exposed outside the shield of the earth was a pair of eyes, looking at Han Jing at this moment, and gradually turned into two - his physical body was actually split into two under the sword of the slashing saint just now.

From the middle, it became two halves!

"This ......"

Before the fall, he didn't understand, and after the fall, he didn't understand why.

But Han Jing knew the truth: in the sword just now, he chose to directly blast all the soul power and Yanhuang Qi he possessed into the body of that martial artist......

In exchange for the strongest kill, he completely lost his combat power!

"Poof......

As he was about to return to the blood mist, Han Jing's mouth and nose spurted out thick blood at the same time, but fortunately, after immediately entering the blood mist, no one would notice his serious injury!

As for his back, the last powerhouse left could only fall! Even his blood was swallowed up by the great array when his body fell apart.

......

"This ......"

"Is this true?"

"All dead, all dead! How could it be? Could it be that Han Jing is in the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm?"

Outside the Yanhuang Killing Immortal Array, a large number of exclamations and wails sounded after a long time, full of shock and fear. Even many underworld warriors have already erupted at this moment, and the terrifying picture they saw just now is destined to become a demonic obstacle in their lives......

With such a demonic obstacle, their hearts and souls will be full of fear and despair, and most of them will never want to make a breakthrough in the realm of strength in their lives!

"He, he's not the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm!" Fang Yang's eyebrows trembled, and for the first time in his life, he had a fear of a junior in his life: "But the martial artists under the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm, few people can break through his killing array!"

This sentence is his sincere words!

Because he imagined whether he could break through Han Jing's big array, but he found that even if he broke into the formation just now, it seemed that he couldn't break the formation successfully, at most, his strength was stronger, or he could end up with a lucky escape.

So secretly taking a breath of cold air, he came to a conclusion: "A smart person will not play all his hole cards when dealing with the first wave of enemies! So the old man can be sure that Han Jing still has more hole cards, and he still ...... Didn't give it all out!"

Thundered......

There was no thunder in the sky, but this roaring thunder resounded in the depths of the souls of all the martial artists around Fang Yang almost at the same time - Fang Yang gave such a high evaluation, they could only believe, they could only be in awe, and they could only ...... Despair!

It was precisely because of this sentiment that the rest of the powerhouses in the seven sects above the mountain peak were all silent. Even the disciples of the same sect were silent!

The wind, still whimpering!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier in the distance!

Drenched in such a heavy rain, the countless layers of underworld warriors outside the great array were all silent. They were not given orders, so they did not dare to retreat privately...... They have all lost their guts and confidence!

"We ...... Can't we win against such a Terran boy?"

In the end, it was the young master of the Red Blood Sect who unwillingly spread his hands and roared in the gradually increasing rainstorm: "There are so many of us, so many of you Heavenly Venerable Realm middle and upper level powerhouses, are you all afraid?

He was right, if he changed to seven Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouses of the upper level to attack Han Jing, the result might be completely different.

But......

Is this possible?

......

The night gradually thickened, and the lights in the flat large area of the barracks were bright, and the stars in the sky above were shining brightly, which was very beautiful.

Among all the big tents, the lights of the Chinese army's big tent are the brightest, because they are composed of dozens of peerless night pearls!

"Impossible!"

Inside the big tent, Hai Qing smiled lightly and shook his head: "Grandpa Bai, you are wrong! It is impossible for the remaining seven sects of the Bafang Guard to each send out one of their strongest martial artists!"

It turned out that when the spies reported the war in the Yin Gu Sect, Bai Li rushed to discuss the military situation with Haiqing: he guessed that the Seven Sects might each send at least one more true supreme powerhouse to attack Han Jing, but Haiqing denied his speculation.

"Why?" Bai Li was puzzled: "Now that the Bafang Shouzhong is hidden and dead, and the remaining seven people are not in the underworld world, but the strongest of the seven sects are still there, why can't they join forces to attack Han Jing again?"

Hearing this, Haiqing still smiled and said two words: "Suspicion!"

Hearing these two words, Bai Li's mouth opened slightly and understood: If seven strong men from different sects attacked at the same time, who would come first and who would come last? Will anyone be behind each other's backs? When one person falls into Han Jing's life-fighting blow, will anyone help or will they fall into the well in turn?

After all, there are also many forces that need to be balanced among the warriors of the underworld, or need to be broken—just like the Terran warriors analyzed by Haiqing.

Then Haiqing still spoke, and clapped his hands gently: "Or, it's time for my killer feature to appear!"

What the?

What is the killer feature?