What happened to Kunlun's battle?

Such a thought flashed in the heart of the King of Beiming, standing in front of the window of the stone house, looking at the direction of Kunlun with deep worry, in the first roundabout of Kunlun, the figure that could even let the flying sword pass through without suffering any damage was no longer visible, he seemed to have disappeared into the darkness of the building, but in that large building, there were bursts of heart-palpitating screams.

Nangong Xiaoyan's hands were clenched into fists hard, and what filled his eyes was a raging blood wave.

In front of this raging blood wave was a red-robed cultivator who looked very ordinary, but no one could stop his advance, and many sword lights and spells hit his body, but only a ball of fire burst out, as if his body was a whole piece of pure gold. All the Kunlun disciples who stood in front of him were torn to pieces by him almost instantly, gushing out countless blood springs.

"It's the water boy and the golden boy of Zhanzhou Zedi. ”

A cold aura emanated from Ming Thirteen, who was standing beside Nangong Xiaoyan. Looking at the figure of a blood wave behind him, Yin Thirteen said in a calm voice that made his heart palpitate, "Shui Gongzi cultivates the Wind God Flow Technique, only the attacks of the Fire Yuan Spell and the Fire Yuan Magic Weapon are effective against him, and all the other spells and magic weapons cannot hurt him." You let the people in the Sword Division who have cultivated the Fire Yuan Spell and have the Fire Yuan Magic Weapon go to stop him first. ”

"Jin Gongzi cultivates the practice of sanctifying the flesh, and now at this time, the power of the spell can no longer pose any threat to him, you let the disciple with the sharp flying sword in the Sword Division follow us, and we will kill him." ”

After Ming 13 said these two words to Nangong Xiaoyan, he added, "I don't know who the other party's commander is... But it was great that he had seen that those of us were the key to connecting all the forces at our disposal and conveying our commands. We must kill Shui Gongzi and Jin Gongzi, otherwise we have no chance of winning this battle at all. ”

Looking at the Kunlun No. 1 Roundabout with fire everywhere under the thick blood, and the red-robed cultivators who poured in like locusts... Besides, Wuxin has not yet appeared, and it is obvious that the other party still has a lot of strong power that has not been shown. "Do we have a chance of winning this battle?" Nangong Xiaoyan couldn't help but flash such a thought in his heart when he heard Ming Thirteen's words. But looking at the Kunlun disciples who kept falling in front of Jin Gongzi, Nangong Xiaoyan didn't have time to think about this problem at all.

With a gloomy face, he said a few words to the several Sword Division disciples who had been waiting beside him, and conveyed Yin Thirteen's order as quickly as possible.

......

Jin Gongzi pushed forward with a terrifying degree of stability, and killed the Kunlun disciples who were blocking in front of him one by one with an expressionless face.

In his eyes, another figure of a man in gray appeared... Although he has the same status as Chun Gongzi and Tong Gongzi in Zhanzhou Zedi, in this battle, Chun Gongzi is their commander, so on the battlefield, the rule he follows is to obey Chun Gongzi's orders... His mission was to kill these mysterious gray-shirted disciples who had been hiding in the eighth roundabout of Kunlun.

After killing two or three gray-shirted disciples in an instant with Shui Gongzi, the remaining gray-shirted disciples seemed to be hidden and did not face them head-on. But this gray-shirted disciple was different, after he appeared in Jin Gongzi's sight, he swept straight towards Jin Gongzi.

This gray-shirted disciple is Ming Thirteen, who has been relying on the strength of the four islands outside Kunlun to fight against the unmoved power.

"Make a way for him!"

There are not many Kunlun disciples around Jin Gongzi, and many of them have been completely shocked by Jin Gongzi's killing, and they have retreated one after another, so what has spread around Jin Gongzi is a large number of cultivators in red robes. And with Ming Thirteen's sweep out, Nangong Xiaoyan also swept out behind Ming Thirteen, and at the same time as he swept out, he waved his hand vigorously with a gloomy face, and gave such an order.

Countless dark green water arrows kept bursting out from the hands of dozens of Sword Division disciples, all of which were condensed from a strongly corrosive poisonous juice, and came out of a silver box in the hands of these Sword Division disciples. Almost instantly, the radius of Jin Gongzi's body was suddenly emptied, and the vast majority of the red-robed cultivators and Kunlun disciples in this area were covered in white smoke, screaming and falling to the ground, rotting all over their bodies.

......

Jin Gongzi casually threw away the corpses of the two Kunlun disciples in his hand, and when this round of dark green arrow rain fell, he just grabbed the two Kunlun disciples casually, covered his figure, and easily protected himself.

But at this moment, his pupils also contracted slightly.

Just as Ming 13 and Nangong Xiaoyan rushed towards him with this rain of arrows, the figures of another gray-shirted disciple and several Kunlun disciples appeared from behind a temple on one side. These people were different from the cruel demeanor of other Kunlun disciples who were full of frightened looks, which made Jin Gongzi react instantly, this was an interception specifically aimed at him.

A puff of black light shot out from the hand of the gray-shirted disciple who had emerged from the side of the hall, covering the entire face of Jin Gongzi.

Even if it is the cultivation of the physical body sanctification exercise, the physical body is extremely strong, and the two eyes are also the most vulnerable place for Jin Gongzi, but Jin Gongzi's somewhat wooden face did not change in the slightest, he just let out a low roar, his arms protected his face, and the whole person bounced upwards violently, like a cannonball, and directly hit the gray-shirted disciple with an astonishing degree.

With a "click", Jin Gongzi almost violently crashed into the arms of the gray-shirted disciple with that black light, and the bones in the gray-shirted disciple's chest were all shattered at once, and the entire chest was sunken, but the gray-shirted disciple's eyes still did not have any frightened look, and there was only a chilling murderous aura that filled the air. When the gray-shirted disciple's chest was on the gray-shirted disciple's chest, the gray-shirted disciple opened his mouth violently, and another black light mixed with a mouthful of blood mist sprayed on Jin Gongzi's face.

With a roar of anger that seemed to be deceived, the gray-shirted disciple's entire body was torn apart by Jin Gongzi at once.

Under the shroud of the Netherworld Blood Sea Circle arranged by the Beihou Bai Fang, Jin Gongzi once again showed terrifying lethality, but on his face, which was a little distorted by anger and disbelief, blood was also slowly left.

There were dozens of thin black rays inserted into his eyes, blood flowed down his eyes, and his eyes stinged violently, and they were completely invisible.

The gray-shirted disciple didn't seem to have even thought about dodging, just to blind him.

What made Jin Gongzi even more angry was that there seemed to be a trace of extremely cold power in the black light that pierced his pupils, making his reaction slightly sluggish than usual.

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The blood of the gray-shirted disciple stained the eyes of several sword masters, and several sword lights burst out from front of them at the same time, and at the moment when Jin Gongzi roared like tearing cloth, it tore the gray-shirted disciple at once, and at the same time slashed at Jin Gongzi's body.

These sword lights were all slashed at Jin Gongzi's neck, and in the midst of the fire, these sword lights cut a wound on Jin Gongzi's neck.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

Several blood springs gushed out of the bodies of several sword masters at the same time, and they fell to the ground with disbelief on their faces.

Even if his eyes couldn't see, but at this moment, Jin Gongzi firmly locked their position through his divine sense, and at the moment when several flying swords slashed at his neck, he grabbed these flying swords in his hand, crushed them, and then struck them out like flying knives, killing all these Kunlun disciples.

After killing these Kunlun disciples in one fell swoop, Jin Gongzi slammed forward, and at the same time blasted out with a punch.

In front of him was the cold and silent Ming Thirteen.

I don't know why, Ming Shisan was obviously less than twenty zhang close to Jin Gongzi, but this young man, who was obviously one of all the gray-shirted disciples, still didn't make any attack on Jin Gongzi. Just as Jin Gongzi was facing an extremely violent punch, his left arm was raised, and a mirror-like brilliance appeared on his left hand, blocking Jin Gongzi's punch.

With a "boom", all the light on Ming Thirteen's left hand shattered, and his left hand instantly hung down softly, twisting strangely. Under Jin Gongzi's punch, his arm was already useless, but at the same time, an extremely fierce and bright sword yuan that was completely different from the dark and silent aura on his body instantly burst out from his right hand and slashed at the wound on Jin Gongzi's neck.

"Click!"

The powerful impact force also made the figure of Jin Gongzi who smashed like a meteorite forcibly stopped, and the sound of bones breaking came from Jin Gongzi's neck, and the wound expanded several times, as if a deep gap appeared in the entire neck.

A chill rose from Jin Gongzi's heart, and even though there were countless black rays like cow hair in his eyes, he couldn't help but blink his eyes twice. Compared to this chill in my heart, the sharp pain of the wound on my neck seemed to be nothing... This gray-shirted disciple's cultivation was so powerful, and when the power of the spell was so weakened, he even blocked his own blow at the cost of one arm. Moreover, he actually cultivated the Natal Sword Yuan, and the power of his Natal Sword Yuan seemed to be far above the rest of the gray-shirted disciples... Moreover, he didn't use this blow until now, and it was actually because he had to wait for him to strike first, revealing the space in his neck, that he did such a blow!

This is a terrible opponent!

Jin Gongzi, one of the five sons of Zhanzhou Zedi, has encountered countless opponents with high cultivation in his life, but even when his own exercises are naturally dominant, he has never been so frightened.

A beastly roar burst out of his mouth, he protected the wound on his neck with one hand, and punched Ming Thirteen even more violently with the other.

At this time, Jin Gongzi had an intuition in his heart, if he couldn't kill this person now, he would die in his hands... But at this moment, two golden light clusters shot out from Nangong Xiaoyan's hands. As soon as these two golden light clusters shot out, they instantly turned into two golden-armored divine generals who were several feet tall.

These two bodies are covered with mysterious mercury talismans, and the golden armor gods with a powerful aura will turn out, one is in front of Ming Thirteen, while the other one grabbed Jin Gongzi's other arm violently, and forcibly tore his hand away from the wound on his neck.

Jin Gongzi, one of the most powerful people in Zhanzhou Zedi, roared violently, and a powerful True Yuan power surged from his body, piercing the sky like a wolf smoke, straight and unspent. In the violent roar, there was a loud "boom", and the chest of the Golden Armor God General, who was several times larger than his body, in front of Ming Thirteen, scavenged violently, and his fist directly shattered the armor of the Golden Armor God General's chest several feet thick, and pierced it extremely strongly, grabbing and pulling, countless gear-like fragments and spar fragments poured out of his shattered chest with the retraction of his fist.

But at the same time, the blazing sword yuan that burst out of Ming Shisan's body, like the scorching sun, also slashed at the wound on his neck.

With a "click", countless cracks also appeared on the armor of the hands of another golden armor god general who was holding Jin Gongzi's other arm. Compared with this golden armor god general, Jin Gongzi's arm is extremely small, and the golden armor god will grab his arm, like an eagle grasping a thin chicken claw, but this golden armor god general can't seem to withstand the power in Jin Gongzi's body.

"Whoa!" At the next moment, countless cracks appeared in the hands of the Golden Armor Divine General, and the hands of the Golden Armor Divine General were also shattered at once. But Ming Thirteen's natal sword yuan had once again slashed violently at Jin Gongzi's neck. With a "gurgle", Jin Gongzi's head was broken, and the only trace of flesh and skin was connected, hanging from his neck at a strange angle. Countless blood and true elements poured out from his broken neck, while his flesh and bones seemed to glow with a metallic luster.

Jin Gongzi, one of the five sons of Zhanzhou Zedi, was killed by Ming Thirteen and Nangong Xiaoyan and others!