"Kill ......"

The sound of the vast drum horn sounded, and on the gourd plain that stretched for hundreds of miles, two "black lines" collided in one place, and then the sound of fighting was everywhere, weapons collided, war horses screamed, and the killing spirit soared into the sky.

On the one hand, there was the imposing Zhou army, and on the other hand, because all the martial immortals were captured and their families and countries were destroyed, the four-nation alliance army had no intention of fighting, and the war was almost a one-sided massacre.

Xin Zhuo ignored it, just stood alone in the air, folded his hands, and silently looked into the distance, as if waiting for something.

The rear of the Zhou army was silently looked at the sky by Murong Yunxi, who was angry, and Xue Ji, who was surrounded by dozens of eunuchs, she understood Xin Zhuo's purpose, he was waiting for someone, waiting for the group of Saint Son-level masters who were watching the battle!

Just waited indifferently.

She never understood what she liked about Xin Zhuo's little cloth back then, but now she seems to have figured it out, he is good-looking and smart, and he will kill him tomorrow, but he is not afraid at all, and dares to do such a crazy thing.

Obviously a little confused and confident, but he can't see his arrogance and ignorance, he seems to be different from all men in the world.

Childe is unparalleled in the world, and this is already the word that others used to describe Xin Zhuo many years ago.

The killing on the battlefield did not last long, the four-nation coalition army really did not have the slightest combat power, after dropping tens of thousands of corpses, the whole army surrendered, weapons and flags were thrown into a mountain, as far as the eye could see, all the royal families, generals and soldiers of the four countries kneeling down and raising their hands high, the scene was spectacular.

At this moment, a broken ship pierced through the sea of clouds, and came with a violent wind and overwhelming pressure.

On the battlefield that stretched for hundreds of miles, countless soldiers were struggling, and they couldn't help but look up with difficulty.

In the rear of the Zhou army, the disciples of the Great Yan Sect such as Ghost Zhizi and Bai Ming, who were surging and seriously injured and chained, were originally disheartened, but when they saw the broken ship at this moment, their dead hearts suddenly revived, and their eyes were bright.

The ghost Zhizi looked at Xin Zhuo in the sky, gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's no wonder that Xin Zhuo can defeat Senior Brother Chen Fang, it is indeed powerful, the first demon of the day after tomorrow is worthy of his reputation, however, this person is too big, on that ferry boat, at least six or seven Saint Son-level masters will work together to suppress it, what hope does he have?"

Bai Ming frowned slightly, and sighed lightly: "Xin Zhuo, this person is too weird, when he defeated Senior Brother Chen Fang, he was still the Yuan Extreme Four Forests and the lowest level of the Spiritual Root Pure Spirit Origin, how could he be so terrifying in a short period of time, he topped others for a hundred years a year, is this a person?" I don't understand, I think he can run away! ”

Ghost Zhizi chuckled: "Senior Sister Bai, don't forget, the ferry father, Xiao Jingyi Holy Son of the Huangquan Sect and Qing Xuan, the Holy Maiden of the Northern Hades Mansion, are also Yuanji Liulin, the same as his cultivation, and he has also mastered the power of the ground-level origin, especially Xiao Jingyi, the ground-level origin water qilin, when he fought with the Dry Sword Cave Tianying Sword Ying Holy Maiden, and overwhelmed the other party, if it weren't for the fact that the super sect did not have the three saint sons of the lower middle and upper levels, this person would not be far from the middle saint son!"

Bai Qingqing bowed slightly, his mood relaxed slightly, and then, he was stunned for a moment-

As soon as the ferrying Lingbao boat appeared, seven or eight imposing people appeared on the bow of the boat, but Xin Zhuo was not only not afraid, but suddenly his momentum climbed to a terrifying situation, and with a finger, the nine-colored true qi swept the sky and the earth, and the Jiao-shaped sword enveloped 100,000 sword shadows, overwhelming the sky and stabbing at the head.

The terrifying momentum, the fury of the sword, just like the ancient sword saint, and then the ancient breath of the eternal years came, countless sword cultivators roared, countless sword cultivators illusory illusions, and then charged.

This strange and terrible sword, they had never seen before.

But......

Xin Zhuo is so indiscriminate, waiting for work, and doing it directly?

So confident?

"Xinzhuo!"

On the broken boat, Xiao Jingyi, Zha Muyi, Yuan Yourong, Qingxuan and the ferryman father and son came quickly from thousands of miles away, and they had already felt the strangeness of this place when they were hundreds of miles away.

In the past few months, all the confusion and confusion have been solved in an instant, and it turns out that the master of Da Zhou is really Xin Zhuo!

It turns out that all this person did it!

How dare he come?

When they saw Xin Zhuo's momentum and cultivation clearly, a group of people were shocked in their hearts, how could this person be the Yuanji Six Forests?

Is this really him?

He escaped from the Holy City back then, and he had only just entered the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and it was only more than forty years ago, so how fast could he cultivate?

And Xin Zhuo was indiscriminate, a sword attacked, and the sword intent and sword cultivation phantom that filled the sky, the six of them did not expect it at all.

"Xin Zhuo, you are really arrogant!"

The six of them hurriedly rolled up a huge divine body and bloodline vision that penetrated the sky and the earth, and with the Yuanji martial arts in hand, the power of the origin was silent, facing the sword light in the sky.

Just as soon as they made contact, the faces of the six people changed dramatically.

The mountain roaring tsunami, the endless power, and the terrifying sword intent that seems to flow in the eternal river are unstoppable and untouchable.

Also, the shadow of a huge sycamore looming faintly, like a big tree in the sky, looking down on the original power of self-cultivation and others.

Prefecture-level origin?!

"Boom ......"

After only three breaths, the origin power of the ferry boy, Yuan Yourong and Zha Mu Yi was shattered, the vision of the divine body dissipated, all the internal organs were shaken, the face was pale, the bones "creaked", the body was slashed by countless sword blades, the head roared, and fell down.

The Holy Maiden of the Bauhinia Holy Land, the young master of the barbarian clan, and the ferryboy who has cultivated immortals for countless years are all vulnerable.

"Ding Ding ......"

The Lingbao ferry spaceship, which had followed the ferryman and son for many years, had thousands of sword marks on its hull, emitted a piercing wail, and flew out quickly and fell into the mountains and forests.

"Boom ......"

At this time, the sword intent in the sky was gone, and only Qing Xuan, Ferry Daddy and Xiao Jingyi were left in the sky, but the three of them were covered with sword wounds, their faces were pale, their bodies trembled slightly, and they looked at Xin Zhuo's gaze, full of horror.

How can there ever be such a strong person in the same realm in the world, Xin Zhuo is just an acquired person, where does the background come from?

Also frightened were the Ghost Zhizi and Bai Ming in the rear of the Great Zhou Army, the hope in their hearts disappeared little by little, especially the Ghost Zhizi dragged his seriously injured body, and whispered with difficulty: "Demon Demon ......"

At this time in the sky, Xin Zhuo lightly grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled a sword flower, as if he had just done a trivial thing, his tone was cold and did not contain the slightest emotional fluctuation: "I'm in a hurry, I only made three moves today, take it, count your fortune!"

"Xin Zhuo, against the sky, in vain for the unification of the world, the great Qiansheng dynasty, and the collusion with the ancient clan, the cholera world first, where did you come from arrogance? Send you back to the West today! ”

The Holy Son of Huangquan stepped forward, his momentum was raised to the peak of the Yuanji Six Forests, the vision of the Canglong Divine Body behind him rotated, infinitely blessed the body, stretched out his finger, and ten giant coffin phantoms fell from the sky, overturning the water of thousands of Yellow Springs, and a huge unicorn phantom turned into the power of the origin of heaven and earth in the blink of an eye, and the momentum was far wider than that of Ghost Zhizi and others.

"Old man help you!"

The ferry father took a step forward, his body was filled with dazzling fairy true light, stretched out his finger, a sea of yellow spring blood, blocking behind Xin Zhuo, a bridge full of desolation and sorrow, suppressing Xin Zhuo's head, and a small tower magic weapon, dripping around his body, for a while like an immortal in the mortal.

Qing Xuan's brows were tightly locked, his breathing was heavy, and the long whip in his hand was raised, turning into a five-clawed golden dragon phantom, and his eyebrows were a little blood red, turning into the power of the origin of the blood brute beast.

Three saint-level masters, three earth-level origins, the strongest life-fighting supernatural powers, and no hands are spared.

At this moment, the entire Hulu Plain has been shrouded in the coercion of the panicked Yuan Extreme Martial Artists.

Millions of soldiers stayed where they were, unable to walk or move.

A glimmer of hope rose again in the hearts of Ghost Chiko and Bai Ming.

In the distance, Xue Ji showed a worried face, and subconsciously stepped forward.

However, Xin Zhuo who was high in the sky just watched silently, and at this moment, he stepped forward, his figure blurred a little, and when he reappeared, his momentum had climbed to the peak of the Yuanji Six Forests, and he said word by word: "The realm that I Xin Zhuo can achieve, there is no opponent in the world, if you have nothing else to rely on, you should kneel!"

As he spoke, he abandoned his sword, hunted in his robe, sealed his hands quickly, and whispered in his mouth: "Heaven and earth have always resonated, bravely and vigorously advance the fighting word first, and the fighting word trick!"

"Hum—"

The air around him rippled with agitation, and a hazy golden phantom seemed to come from the long river of eternity, ten thousand feet tall, with the sky above his head and the earth at his feet, infinitely blessed his body.

His figure is obviously still like that, but it gives people a sense of infinite height.

It seems that at this moment, he refers to the sky falling, and the earth is collapsing.

The next moment, his body was tense, like an arrow from the string, a thousand feet away, with ninety-nine afterimages, behind him a huge plane tree shadow and an incomparably fierce divine horse roaring up to the sky.

The storm changed color for a while.

In the blink of an eye, the four Yuan Pole masters had already faced each other.

In the raging Yuanji wind and waves, the faces of Xiao Jingyi and Daddy changed dramatically, and the martial arts powers of the three of them melted in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The coffin shattered, the long bridge collapsed......

The origin power of the three of them also seemed to meet a natural enemy in the roar of the gods, and dispersed in the blink of an eye.

The three of them were devoured by the giant column, their five organs were in severe pain, and their consciousness was blurred for a while.

And the two fist shadows roared in, Xiao Jing suddenly shook his fist to resist, his right hand was broken, and he fell heavily.

The ferryman couldn't use the "fairy method", he was hit at close range, his chest was dented, he screamed miserably, and fell into a ravine ten miles away, splashing ten feet of silt.

Only Qing Xuan was left, the long whip fell, his face was like paper ashes, and his face was full of sadness: "The son is the same as he was back then, stunning the world, and the slave and maid are invincible."

"Smack!"

As soon as the words fell, he was slapped heavily in the face.

The golden crown fell, his long hair was scattered, and his teary eyes were hazy, and he fell to the ground, smashing out a big hole.

Xin Zhuo stopped at this time, and grabbed the cultivation magic weapon "Soul Suppression Pagoda" that the ferry father flew into and bumped into, this thing can be called despicable to the same realm, but it is useless to him, his blood is ten times that of the ferry father, and at this moment, he pinched it hard, turning into a pile of scattered dark iron fragments and thousands of souls flying.

Then the momentum was gone.

"Boom-"

The aftermath of the collision of the four Yuan Pole masters was just gone, the sky was cloudy, the surrounding mountains shook, and millions of soldiers were deliberately protected, but they also stood unsteadily, covering their ears, staggering, and falling in pieces.

One breath, two breaths......

Until the tenth breath, the heaven and earth will return to clarity.

And there is only one person in the sky.

Xin Zhuo said that he only made three moves today, but it was really three moves.

In all directions, there was no sound.

In the rear of the Zhou army, Ghost Zhizi and Bai Ming watched the whole process, and at this moment, their hearts completely sank to the bottom, their bodies trembled violently, and their eyes turned black.

The scene just now, not to mention the amazing talent and domineering, has there ever been a fight in the same realm in the world? Yuan Ji Realm has been cultivating for hundreds of years, when did he become so fragile?

It turns out that Xin Zhuo, a demon, is really so powerful, no, even more terrifying than imagined.

Unbeatable, invincible!

In the distance, Xue Ji exhaled heavily, her eyes were also full of shock, her experience was wide enough, but she rarely saw someone like Xin Zhuo, how did this little guy do it?

At this moment, Xin Zhuo in the sky waved his hand, and the nine-colored true qi roared out, supporting the ferryman father and son, Qing Xuan, Yuan Yourong and others, who were weak and dying.

He fell to the ground and watched a few people silently.

Yuan Yourong puffed with blood at the corners of his mouth, and looked at him with a completely unfamiliar look, she couldn't imagine why the kid who was still at hand when he was in Rushan a few decades ago had grown to such a terrible point?

The ferryman and son were even more miserable, of course they knew Xin Zhuo, and they knew Xin Zhuo when he was as weak as an ant, and the smart and clever boy who broke through the pass in the mountains back then was not even an earth immortal.

Zamu Yi was the most injured, but his gaze changed, it was a kind of worship and admiration, and he suddenly staggered to the ground, and the pigtails on his head hung down to Xin Zhuo's boots.

"Xin Zhuo, I admit that I am not your opponent, you are too terrible to be a person, but ...... I don't understand ......."

The pride and arrogance of Xiao Jingyi, the Holy Son of Huangquan, was stepped on in the dust at this moment, and he sat cross-legged with difficulty, feeling ridiculous in his heart.

Why is this happening? Obviously came to destroy Zhou, but Zhou didn't destroy it, and the four countries were destroyed!

These people were obviously here to raid the formation, and they didn't see the formation, but they were beaten to death.

"You don't have to understand! Three prefecture levels. ”

Xin Zhuo's eyes showed a hint of joy that only he could understand, and he interrupted Xiao Jingyi cleanly, "Someone, tied up!" ”

(End of chapter)