The eight monsters of Jiangnan glanced at each other, and began to quickly pounce towards Wutian with their blades. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They launched an attack, firstly, because they couldn't stand Wu Tianzheng's arrogance and arrogance, and secondly, they also felt that the vast spiritual power that Wu Tianzheng had pressed over made them a little suffocated, as if they were suppressed by 100,000 mountains, if they didn't resist, they might be crushed and crushed to death by the mountains, their tempers were very explosive and strange, and they naturally would not be willing to sit still.

The appearance of the eight monsters is strange, wearing strange costumes, and the weapons are all rare Qimen blades, and the number of martial arts paths and moves are very different from those of the Central Plains.

The eight people stepped in each direction, closely cooperating, their bodies were fluctuating, the spiritual power and light walls were densely intertwined, their cooperation was seamless, the formation was mysterious, and the eight people trapped Wu Tianzheng tightly in it, just like a copper wall and an iron wall that was impervious to wind and rain.

Eight weapons swung out at the same time at Wu Tianzheng's extreme speed, hitting Wu Tianzheng's eight different deadly parts, and that kind of power was like a hurricane hitting a mountain and a tsunami.

Wu Tianzheng stood in the middle, his figure was motionless, looking calm and relaxed, when the blade of the eight monsters was split in front of him, his body was suddenly shrouded in a faint golden light, the golden light cover was extremely mysterious, and it was extremely weird, the blades of the eight monsters slashed into the golden light, neither could hurt Wu Tianzheng's body, and he couldn't withdraw the change of moves, just like being absorbed by the powerful power of the gods and Buddhas, so that they fell into an embarrassing situation.

The eight monsters were shocked, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, of course they weren't tired, how could they be tired if they hadn't even finished a single move? It was really this demonic little woodcutter who frightened them, eight people have been roaming the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have seen countless masters, but if they can't even make a single move, this is really the first time they have encountered it.

I'm afraid it's the last time I've encountered it!Because when the eight monsters wanted to withdraw their blades, they were horrified to find that their palms and arms were like grafted on their blades, and they didn't even have a chance to dodge, they each maintained their original attacking posture, looking at each other in horror, and they all knew in their hearts that their end had come, as long as this little woodcutter made a move, they would all have to be wiped out, and the people who could firmly control them within one move would not be easy to destroy them?

A monstrous force of shock was introduced into their bodies from the blades of the eight monsters, and the eight monsters were shocked by this huge force, and their bodies flew out messily, flying to a very far place, only to fall into the dust one after another, lying on the ground and spitting blood, and their blades were all inserted around them, as if they all had eyes and wings.

Although the eight monsters were in pain, they still showed a bleak smile, they were not dead after all, it seemed that the woodcutter did not intend to take their lives, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise and breathe to heal themselves.

The Four Sages of Moyan have also made a move, and several people seem disdainful of the fiasco of the Eight Monsters: Don't be a head bird if you don't have those two hits, they feel that their strength is still many times stronger than that of the Eight Monsters.

The void once again set off a vast spiritual power, Wu Tianzheng and the Four Saints had already flown into the sky at a very high place, because the spiritual power of the Four Saints was indeed not comparable to the Eight Monsters, and Wu Tianzheng could restrain and control the spiritual power so as not to hurt others, but the Four Saints would never care so much.

Mo Yan Feng's mad demon stick, Mo Yan Hu's tiger roaring fist, Mo Yan Yun's cloud piercing spear, and Mo Yan Long's mad dragon halberd have all been practiced to the realm of perfection and perfection, and they stirred the wind and thunder, shattered the void, and crushed Wu Tianzheng with a monstrous murderous aura.

Qiu Wucai and Liu Wuse had already protected Hai Dafu and the four of them to hide in the distance, if Wu Tianzheng was invincible, they would have to slip away as soon as possible, but after all, the three no swordsmen and Hai Dafu were both top masters, and they were still quite confident in Wu Tianzheng, this was the most bullish boy they had ever seen in their lives.

Mo Yanfeng's mad devil stick is thick and heavy, more than 300 catties, with his spiritual power, once it dances, there are tens of millions of catties of strength, the huge stick shadow dances out of the mountains and rivers, the strong stick wind has indestructible power, not to mention the human flesh mortal, even if you are King Kong's incorruptible body, swept by him with a stick, you may also be beaten to the bone and tendons, the mountains and dangerous peaks will also be flattened by him with a stick, and the Yangtze River will also be cut off by him with a blow.

To the great surprise of the four saints, the little woodcutter actually pulled out the ordinary broken axe from his waist, the blade of the axe was very wide, although it was also a little sharp, but there were two places that had broken and rolled the blade, it was a veritable broken axe.

The little woodcutter used this broken axe to block Mo Yanfeng's stick, with a fierce and short sound of weapon collision with "ding", countless electric sparks burst out of the void, Mo Yanfeng's mad demon stick was slammed out by the axe, Mo Yanfeng only felt that the tiger's mouth was in sharp pain as if it was cracked, and the person unconsciously pounced out in the other direction with the big stick, and the stick shadow was more urgent, and it was smashing towards Mo Yanyun.

Mo Yanyun originally pierced the cloud spear to stab Wu Tianzheng, but Mo Yanfeng's big stick was knocked away by Wu Tianzheng, turned around and smashed into his temple, and he couldn't dodge in a hurry, only instinctively returned the gun to protect himself and wanted to block the crazy magic stick, but how could his cloud-piercing gun resist the fierce force of the crazy magic stick, and the guns and sticks collided with a loud bang, only shaking Mo Yanyun out of a dozen zhang away, and almost fell from the void.

Mo Yan Tiger's Tiger Roar Fist and Mo Yan Dragon's Wild Dragon Halberd have been attacked, the Tiger Roar Fist condensed the violent tiger head phantom, with the sound of "roar" smashed to Wu Tianzheng's face door, and the Crazy Dragon Halberd "Secretly Crossing Chen Cang" stabbed Wu Tianzheng's heart, the halberd was like a wild dragon, the tiger roared and shocked the sky, and the two of them were like an iron tong, firmly clamping Wu Tianzheng.

It's a pity that their strength is far from Wutian's, and with the "boom" The sound of the iron fist colliding, Wu Tianzheng shook Mo Yanhu again, and immediately smashed the huge tiger head, the tiger roar immediately turned into a miserable howl, Mo Yan Hu's big iron fist has been completely broken by Wu Tianzheng, the iron fist is seriously deformed, just like a meat patty, flat on the wrist, the pain is indescribable, Mo Yanhu immediately fainted in pain, fell straight into the stone from mid-air, and smashed the stone ground out of a big pit, that is because Mo Yan Hu also has a very strong life-saving Qi protection body, otherwise this fall will directly make him burp。

At the same time, the axe in Wu Tianzheng's left hand spun and flew out at the wrist of Mo Yanfeng, who was attacking with a stick again, and grabbed the tip of the halberd of Mo Yanlong's attack from behind with his backhand.

A huge force slammed into the Morron Dragon through the halberd body, and the "bang" only knocked him higher into the air, and then fell to the ground like a paper owl with a broken thread.

"Plop" dust and sand flew up, "Wow" blood sprayed wildly, Mo Yanlong also fainted suddenly, although they were all God Realm powerhouses, with a strong innate Gang Qi protective body, but when they encountered stronger God-level powerhouses, all their defense systems became vulnerable and collapsed across the board.

Mo Yanfeng is the same, seeing the axe flying quickly, he can't dodge it if he wants to, "Click" With a bang, his wrist was cut off by an axe, and blood splattered out like an angry arrow, and the mad demon stick fell to the ground with his severed hand, Mo Yanfeng was of course unsustainable in the air, and hurriedly landed in shape, swallowing the hemostatic elixir while hurrying a few acupoints on his arm to stop the bleeding for himself, the four saints were beaten by Wu Tianzheng in the blink of an eye and the three of them lost the ability to continue fighting, leaving Mo Yanyun tightly holding the cloud piercing spear, gritting his teeth but never daring to attack again.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, if you don't fight, hurry up and get out of me! Is the pestle waiting to be beaten there?" Wu Tianzheng's eyes were like lightning, and he stared at Moyan Yundao with a squint.

He mustered up his courage several times, but in the end he still chose the road of "rolling", Mo Yan Hu's fist was smashed, Mo Yan Feng's hand was cut off, Mo Yan Long's chest was blown down, and if he continued to fight, Mo Yan Si Shengzhi would completely become Mo Yan Si crippled, not to mention gaining a foothold in the rivers and lakes, just if the enemy heard the news and came to chase and kill, they would no longer have the strength to resist.

Staying in the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood, heroes do not suffer losses in front of them, and those who know the times are Junjie, these old sayings and ancient precepts rushed into Mo Yanyun's mind, so he immediately raised a gust of wind, rolled up the three brothers and rushed to the Goddess Peak, and the eight monsters in Jiangnan also relieved their breath at this time, and fled closely behind the four sages of Moyan.

"Boy, you wait for me! Don't leave if you have a kind!" "Anyone who can't beat others in a fight will generally throw a sentence or two of cruel words to himself when he is defeated.

"Tsk! I know that Ye Shaoxia is the best! You are the rebirth of the god of war in the body of the gods, how can those strange-shaped monsters be the opponents of the god of war?"

He could see that Wu Tianzheng was not a womanizer and was upright, although his body exuded a strange and unpredictable power of gods and demons, he was not worried that Wu Tianzheng would have any ill intentions towards him, dealing with such a person, let him rest assured!

It's just that what makes them feel strange is that the fight here is in full swing, but there is no movement at all on the side of the Burning Heaven Sect, it seems that Xuanyuan was really frightened by the people of the Southern Sect, and he didn't dare to show his face in the sect.

They soon came to the gate of the Burning Heaven Sect, and it turned out to be Gu Ju and Lu Jinghong who received them.

When Wu Tianzheng left, he didn't take his axe with him, for him, weapons are just a form, he has been able to use everything around him as a weapon to kill people and defend against the enemy, not to mention, his own fists and feet are also powerful and incomparable killing weapons.

However, not long after they left, the palm of the hand was condensed in the void, and as soon as the palm force was sucked, the axe was sucked into the palm, this phenomenon was extremely strange and terrifying, because very few people could condense a palm alone in the void, and that kind of means was like a devil.

The Four Sages of Moyan and the Eight Monsters of Jiangnan are fleeing in the direction of the Goddess Peak in embarrassment, they must tell Sima Wuxin and Bi Xingyun this amazing news - there is another incomparably demonic young man in the rivers and lakes, this person's strength may not be under the newly rising Demon Ridge young man Wu Tianzheng, moreover, this person intends to help Xuanyuan reappear, and he must let Sima Wuxin try to get rid of this person, otherwise he will be the great enemy of the Southern Domain Group in the future!

The Goddess Peak was already quite close, and it wouldn't take half a pillar of incense to arrive, but along the way, they didn't even see a single person from the Southern Sect, which was really a bit of an evil sect, as if the people of the Southern Sect had all died.

But at this moment, suddenly a purple gas rose, like a purple cloud, and there was a person standing in the cloud, it was the great enemy they wanted to destroy, Xuanyuan Chong, who was holding a broken axe in his palm, which seemed to be very nondescript, and it was normal for the little woodcutter to use an axe, and the suzerain of a large sect was carrying a broken axe, which was too funny!

"Xuanyuan reappeared! What do you want to do? If you have the ability, you will fight with Sima Wuxin Bixingyun, if you are afraid of the soft and afraid of the hard, aren't you afraid of losing your identity as the sect master?" Mo Yanyun felt that Xuanyuan was not good at coming out, and immediately asked for support from the Goddess Peak Chuanyin, when he failed to fight against Wu Tianzheng, he had asked Sima Wuxin for support, but he couldn't get any response from the other party at all, as if someone used an extremely powerful silencer to block and eliminate his transmission, as soon as Xuanyuan reappeared, he understood that it must be this old guy's ghost.

"Don't waste your efforts, Sima Lao'er won't hear your voice in the air," Xuanyuan said with a sinister smile, "You shouldn't have traveled all the way here to join in the fun, just rely on a few of you waste, do you still want to get the Tenglong Sword? It's a joke! Let's wait for it to be rebuilt, and then come to the Central Plains to chase the deer!"

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Xuanyuan is re-out! You are using the big to suppress the small, and taking advantage of the danger of others, you really lose the identity of the great sect master, you ...... Don't you think it's shameless for you to do this?" Niu Wuzhou, the boss of the eight monsters in Jiangnan, said in a trembling voice, this minotaur's head looks like the Bull Demon King, and he uses a "five-strand flame fork" in his hand, and the twelve of them, except for Mo Yanyun, are not lightly injured, and their eight monsters are all internally injured.

It is said that the largest sect master of the Northern Domain Group, not to mention that they are injured, even if they are not injured, it is also an extremely undignified thing to bully the weak in this way, and it is despised by the people of the rivers and lakes, but they don't really understand Xuanyuan Chong, thinking that Xuanyuan is a gentleman who is easy to bully, because they have also visited Xuanyuan Chonghui, it seems that this great sect master is very polite and polite, just like an old gentleman who teaches.

"Hmph, it's not me Xuanyuan who killed you today, you remember, he is a little woodcutter, I will let Sima Lao'er avenge you," Xuanyuan finished speaking, and the axe in his hand had already flown out of his hand like a shock! )