Wu Zhen held the tip of the black long sword that seemed to be a living thing in his right hand, and it was still writhing and struggling in his palm, stirring up Dao sparks, and his figure slowly floated up from the bottom of the pit.

It is not relying on the power of heaven-given martial arts, nor is it releasing the true qi in the body and forcibly floating in the air, and it is not like Li Qingchen and Zhao Jin to take tricks, condensing the true fire into wings and flying into the sky.

As soon as Wu Zhen opened his eyes, two condensed divine lights shot out in an instant, and his face was extremely calm, but this kind of calm was like the divine mansion that had spent thousands of years and had seen all the things in the world, there was no sadness or joy.

It was the ultimate kind of indifference.

He lowered his head and looked down at the desperate enemies below, telling an indisputable truth that was impossible to refute.

"No matter how many ants gather together, they are still just ants. ”

Just thinking about it together, there was a huge, strong, domineering, fierce, completely invincible terrifying divine will descended here, sweeping in all directions at will, without heart, Shen Jianxin and Devonina couldn't even resist, but they had already fainted in an instant.

In the last picture that the three of them saw before falling into darkness, there was only one winged covering the sky and the sun, and the fierceness rose to the sky, even the Buddha on the lotus seat could not suppress the golden-winged Dapeng eagle at will, just one blow, the three souls were hit hard, but I was afraid that they would even wake up reluctantly after that.

This is the real means of the martial arts of the upper three grades, the martial arts practice, a total of nine grades, step by step, even if it is just a difference between one grade, but it is already two completely different realms, such a means, less than three grades, can never be understood.

Wu Zhenyi gently shook the black long sword in his hand, which was no longer able to struggle any longer, and the thousands of Taixuan sword qi accumulated in it had all been consumed in his palm, but in the end, even the skin of his palm was not worn out even a little.

"Whew!"

The long sword flew out in an instant, and Li Qingchen's reaction was also extremely fast, and he quickly wanted to dodge to stop it, but Wu Zhenyi's speed with the sword was unimaginably fast, even if he reacted quickly, his body was still a step slower, and he could only watch as the long sword pierced through Zhao Jin, who couldn't dodge, and nailed her directly to the ground.

The long sword entered the abdomen, piercing the entire middle dantian, and in the next moment, the true qi in its body began to flow out uncontrollably, and finally destroyed its own body in turn, so painful, it was no less than Ling Chi, but she just snorted lightly, and actually stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the long sword, wanting to pull it out violently.

"Oh?"

As soon as Wu Zhen turned his head to look at Li Qingchen, it was as if he had seen something extremely interesting, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that Brother Qingchen likes to be an outlaw mandarin duck. ”

Wu Zhen made a move, and after the master was injured and fainted, the black spear, which was temporarily regarded as an ownerless thing, flew up from the ground, and then was grasped by him in his hand.

A martial artist who has just broken through the entrance and has just entered the upper three grades, generally speaking, it is difficult to do even the most basic external divine will, and it takes a long time to warm up the divine sense and practice hard if you want to perform the magic of the large formless body, but for a freak like Wu Zhenyi, the cultivation process that ordinary mortals need to go through like this cannot become a constraint on his body at all, although he has only just broken through, but he can already do his divine will like an arm, and lift heavy objects.

As soon as Wu Zhen held the spear in his hand, he just twisted his waist slightly, and threw it downward!

"Whew!"

Zhao Jin watched the spear with the power of ten thousand jun flying towards him, but because he was nailed to the ground by the long sword, he couldn't move it for the time being, and it was too late to dodge at the moment, so he was helpless and could only wait for death silently.

However, in the next moment, a tall figure pounced on it, blocking both the light above his head and the menacing spear!

"Poof!"

The spear had successfully pierced Li Qingchen's vest in just an instant, piercing through his chest, and it was really difficult to resist its edge with the flesh of a mere fourth-grade martial artist alone, but between the lightning and flint, he actually used his body to forcibly change its trajectory, so that it finally only pierced the ground less than half an inch away from the side of Zhao Jin's face.

Bright red blood continued to pour out from its wound as if it didn't have any money, and it couldn't be stopped, Li Qingchen couldn't help but scold his mother, this spear that has been held in the hand of Devonina's predecessors is really not simple.

The blood dripped on Zhao Jin's face, sliding down continuously, and in a few strokes, it had already stained her face that could afford the words "sinking fish and geese", but she just widened her eyes, staring up blankly at the black-clothed young man who had suffered this disaster in order to protect herself, and even forgot to wipe the blood stains on her body.

The two looked at each other, and if it weren't for the blood that kept dripping, if it weren't for the spear and flying sword that stood between the two, this scene would have been extremely beautiful.

Li Qingchen looked down at the fluttering eyelashes on her face, at the beautiful girl who had such a pitiful appearance for the first time in her life, at the green silk on her forehead that was stuck together with sweat and blood, and at the light in her eyes that gradually dimmed, he suddenly gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile, and then scolded in a low voice.

"Stinky woman looks at a fart, it's just such a small injury, do you think Lao Tzu will die?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear that pierced his chest, wanting to pull it out of the ground first, but this time it affected the wounds in his body, and bursts of severe pain kept coming, but he insisted on holding on, and he didn't even make a soft snort, as if it was just as he said just now, just some insignificant "small injuries".

However, behind it, Wu Zhenyi had already fallen coldly, he stretched out a hand, grabbed the spear, and pulled it out of Li Qingchen's body in one fell swoop, the method was rough, and the pain it brought was even more terrible than the previous piercing through his chest.

Wu Zhenyi grabbed Li Qingchen's neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"The more you struggle, the more pain you will have, why do some people always don't understand such a superficial truth. ”

Li Qingchen was covered in blood, and there was a large hole in his chest that was visible to the naked eye, and through the hole, he could even see the scene behind him, which showed that the moment just now really penetrated his chest, but he had no strength to urge the power of Nirvana to repair the injuries in his body.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wu Zhenyi's fingers vigorously, but after he and Zhao Jin had just joined forces to strike the blow of the Great Sun Golden Flame, he had already exhausted all the true qi and qi and blood power in his body.

But he still didn't want to give in.

"No, the more pain there is, the more you have to struggle!"

Li Qingchen suddenly raised a foot and kicked it hard on Wu Zhenyi's naked chest, but when he stepped down with all his strength, the other party did not move at all, but broke the bone of his right leg, Li Qingchen didn't care about the pain, and immediately raised another kick, this time only heard a crisp "click", and his left leg was also broken.

Wu Zhenyi lowered his head, glanced at the footprints on his chest, raised his head again, shook it gently towards Li Qingchen, and said regretfully: "Don't you think it's too ugly to look like this now?"

Li Qingchen's pupils were bloodshot, but he still revealed an unyielding intent.

When Wu Zhen saw this, he immediately said with interest: "I know, you have a heaven-given martial life that can heal yourself, it's ridiculous to say, you are just a mortal, how dare you steal the name of Nirvana, why don't you let me see how far you can go." ”

As he spoke, he threw Li Qingchen down casually, but before Li Qingchen could get up from the ground, a huge force suddenly pressed on his body, Li Qingchen immediately raised his head, stopped his neck, gritted his teeth to support, and the bones of his legs were broken.

"Tear up!"

He struggled to straighten his back, ignoring the pain that was coming from all over his body, and fought against the invisible but real force, because the clothes on his back were torn apart by too much force, revealing the scarred flesh below.

"Ahhh

The force pressing on his body became heavier and heavier, Li Qingchen only felt as if an entire mountain had been placed on his back, he had already gritted his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach mixed with blood, but it was still difficult to hold up this unbearable pressure!

With the sound of palpitating bones breaking, his two arms bent back uncontrollably, breaking at once, and his whole body could no longer bear it, and was pressed to the ground.

"Whew, whew, whew. ”

Li Qingchen opened his mouth and gasped with great difficulty, he couldn't utter a complete syllable in his mouth, just looked at Wu Zhenyi's eyes, blood overflowed, as if a raging fire was burning, he kept roaring and struggling in his heart, even if it was useless, even if he was no longer able to resist.

Wu Zhenyi looked down at him, and his tone was extremely calm.

"Does it matter if you give in or not? Anyway, from now on, there will never be your name in this world again, you are like countless humble insects, you will be hidden in the rivers and seas, without a trace, no one will remember you, no one will miss you, there is no point in struggling, it will only increase the pain, since you are an ant, then you should succumb to your own fate, the only meaning of your life is to take pleasure in me, the weak eat the strong, survival of the fittest, this is the law of heaven, you should feel honored to be my food. ”