"Kill!"

With a roar, the first person made a move, he was a martial artist on the sixth layer of the Spirit Mirror, he smashed the railing with one foot, and swooped towards Jun with the wind, the strong wind was violent, and a palm slapped out, and a huge wave was set off on the surface of the lake, several feet high, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Just give me a chance!"

Jun became cold with the wind, feeling like a chess piece, as if he was being manipulated by a force, but now at least it gave him a glimmer of life, such a result could not be better, now he didn't think much about it, and immediately stepped out, and a whirlwind rolled up around him, resisting the huge waves.

"Suffer death!"

At the same time, Yiren was holding a bronze spear, with a sharp edge, attacking from his left side, everyone changed color, this incident happened too suddenly, no one would have thought that this person would be so cunning to sneak attack.

"A broken gun, even dare to do it!"

Jun roared angrily with the wind, his hair began to fly, he avoided it with a swift wind, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his left hand very quickly, smiled indifferently, and the Jiuyang Killing Fist directly exploded the person's head, and the blood splattered, and the person didn't even have a chance to snort, and was killed on the spot.

"Die!"

At this time, Le Xuewen sneered, and the two heavenly swords were condensed in the sky, very domineering, dazzling, and slashed at Jun Suifeng.

"Boom!"

Jun Suifeng's face sank, and he retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding this knife, the ground exploded, and two warriors who had rushed towards Jun Suifeng were directly cut off and died.

"It's kind of funny, you waste is not dead!"

Jun Suifeng was also blown upside down by the powerful true qi storm, the spear took off his hand, and fell directly to the ground, Le Xuewen is a martial artist of the Xuanluo Mirror, his current cultivation is not enough, his face is gloomy, this person is so shameless, as a Xuanluo Mirror, he also sneaked attack, and has been added to the must-kill list by Jun Suifeng.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, Le Xuewen actually beheaded the other two spiritual warriors, without blinking his brows, but everyone is too lazy to care about these now, compared to killing Jun Suifeng, these are trivial things.

"Le Xuewen, did you cross the line when you made a move, what people are asking for is to fight in the same realm. Song Tianlin said slowly, drinking the wine in his mouth.

"I can treat it as a mistake just now, if you are killing the people of my Thousand Thousand Treasure Tower, you can stay!" The blood-colored shadow made a threat, and his words carried a strong murderous aura, the two martial artists who died just now were the martial artists who had just arrived from his Thousand Thousand Treasure Tower.

Le Xuewen didn't answer, and he didn't do it anymore, but looked indifferently, his eyes turning sinisterly.

"Kill!"

A group of warriors from thousands of treasure buildings rushed towards Jun Suifeng, shouting and killing shook the sky, Jun slapped the ground with the wind, got up quickly, held the Xuantie long sword in his hand, with the cold light of the forest, and rushed directly into this group of warriors, his strongest advantage is hand-to-hand combat, and there are more and more people, he wants to break through, he can only move to another place.

"A rain of swords!"

As one of his swords stabbed out, the scream of "Ah" came out, and the eyes of the three people in front were immediately blinded, Jun quickly retreated with the wind, and with one successful blow, he moved the battlefield to try to stay away from these people like Le Xuewen.

The long sword is cold, revealing an incomparably cold light, like a scythe of death, a little cold flash, it will splash a blood flower, Jun Suifeng has never opened a large distance with these martial artists, because if the distance is too far, the other party uses a powerful True Qi Sword Technique and other attacks, so many people, then it will be difficult for him to fight back.

"Get out of here, watch me turn the sky!"

With a loud shout, an eighth-layer martial artist of the Spirit Mirror stepped on the shoulders of the two martial artists, jumped up in the air, and maintained a strange magic seal, exuding terrifying power, and a square text condensed, exploded everything, and suddenly imprinted.

"Look for death!"

Jun snorted coldly with the wind, split a martial artist in front of him in half, jumped in the air, and a breath of death immediately permeated out, and the hand of silence struck out with the invincible mystery of the Jiuyang Killing Fist.

"Gala!"

The black fist was extremely violent, with the power of ten thousand jun, destroying all the way, penetrating the strange mark without hindrance, making it shatter instantly, the warrior was shocked, and wanted to dodge but it was too late, and was hit by the black fist on the seal of his hands.

"Ahh

A force of sunlight destruction exploded, the warrior's heart-rending scream, his arms were blasted open by the majestic force, completely shattered, and turned into a little blood rain, Jun Suifeng's expression was indifferent, he didn't expect that the condensed true qi was so strong, and the red glow around him was like a burst of war god regeneration, and he fell into the crowd again.

He held the invincible mystery of Jiuyang Killing Fist in his left hand, attacked strongly, pierced a martial artist directly, and split the long sword in his right hand, bringing up the cold light of the forest, and the killing spirit was rolling, among the crowd of warriors, the cold light flashed, and the screams sounded in the sky, and from time to time there was a blood mist blooming.

"What, is Jun Suifeng so strong?" A martial artist Zou Mei, who held a long knife in his hand, had been waiting for an opportunity, and did not make a rash move, he was the young head of a small family in the imperial city.

"He's special, really strong. ”

The one who spoke out was a martial artist, with the strength of the Xuanluo Mirror, he was also an alchemist, a distinguished guest of the royal family, and admired Song Qianqian, who was the one who showed a murderous aura to Jun Sui ** after hearing the word brother-in-law before, and watched this battle seriously at this moment.

After a fight, the sword body was red, it was blood, the blood of the enemy.

"One word fast sword!"

With Jun shouting with the wind, the long sword in his hand once again emitted a brilliant light, like a lightning bolt, with incomparable precision, the sword was fatal, and each sword slashed the throat of a Spirit Mirror Martial Artist, killing him instantly.

Between two breaths, six or seven warriors of the Thousands of Treasure Towers were killed, under the strong shock, a group of warriors began to panic, constantly retreating, this is too strong, this is simply to die, no matter how big the price is, you have to have a life to enjoy it

"Is this still a Spirit Mirror Warrior?"

A group of warriors only felt that their scalps were numb, this was too fierce, and there were already corpses all over the ground, and Jun Suifeng was only injured a few times, and there was no excessive damage.

"Back off, back off!"

Even the gods and powerhouses in the sky were moved, and the blood-colored shadow shouted angrily, these are his people, and they have been killed so mercilessly so much.

The old man riding the green ox had as ugly a face as he wanted, most of the dead were his warriors in the Thousands of Treasure Towers, and only three of those noble disciples died, he understood the thoughts of those noble disciples, and wanted to fish in troubled waters and pick up cheap.

Lian Qingsi had indifference on her face, and a playful smile on her mouth, although she was shocked by Jun Suifeng's extraordinary strength, but this was not enough, she could do it when she was in Jun Suifeng's realm, and she was even better.

The fifth layer of the Spirit Mirror is about the fifth layer, she is only seven years old, but Pian Qingsi has forgotten what environment she is, what kind of environment Jun Suifeng is, a famous teacher points out, and the source of cultivation is endless, Jun Suifeng is just a person from a small family, and he rarely uses the family's cultivation resources, everything has come to this point by himself.

"If you want to kill me, if you don't want to leave, how can it be so easy!"

Jun Suifeng's clothes had already been stained red with blood, the sword aura around him was soaring, and the cold voice spit out, the power of nature was whirling, for those who wanted to kill him, his method was one, kill, kill them all.

The sword was swallowed, and a vast, terrifying sword aura pierced the sky, bringing a killing aura, stabbing at those retreating warriors, but at this moment, there was a tremor in the void, and a crimson dragon roared out.

"Oh my God, how can there be a real dragon?" shouted a warrior, looking at the dragon in the sky and his eyes widened, feeling incredible.

"That's not a real dragon, it's formed by Yuan Li, and it's Le Xuewen's martial arts. After all, someone was careful and found that Le Xuewen had been reciting scriptures, and the red light around him was dazzling, and the yuan power was gushing out like a wave.

"Whew!"

A dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, turbulent in the sky, the crimson long dragon rolled up thousands of gods, the void was trembling, the cold wind was like a wind and clouds, turning the clouds and mist into red and fiery, the real dragon opened its mouth, roared down, and rushed towards Jun Suifeng, as if to tear him to pieces.