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Chapter 638: Punish the Saint(1/2)

Blood dripped, and the saints didn't say a word anymore.

Someone hugged his head, and some people were trembling.

The saint... was killed!

It has not gone through an overly fierce battle, but it has only been a moment since the war between All Saints.

The Taohua Mountain Saint, famous for her articulation, has sunk into the sea of ​​blood and her corpse is invisible.

The mountains and fields on all sides have changed, and the breathing of the Saint Gan Qi gradually became heavy and slow.

"This is not the world governed by the way of heaven..."

Compared with the immortals' wind and rain world, this sense of separation is more serious. The saints are not fools without knowledge, but the methods they saw in Cheng Zhiyuan's hands should not appear here.

That's right.

The old saint of Zhigumen felt that his spirit had been pulled away by a trace.

That trace of energy and spirit actually gathered on Cheng Zhiyuan and was not under his control.

"The princes...sword!"

He was very knowledgeable and lived long enough. He had seen the realm of a sword-teller in his previous generation. The swords of the princes took courage as the edge, integrity as the root, virtuous as the backbone, and loyal sage as the head, loyal sage as the head,

This is the sword of the princes!

He asked the other saints, but the other saints did not feel the departure of their spirits.

In other words, they were not considered virtuous, brave, honest, and loyal by the other party's prince swords.

The old saint of Zhigu Sect blinded his eyes, and his expression was extremely complicated at this time.

"Are you considered an honest man?... from the praises of the enemy, but I should have been happy, but I can't be happy..."

The saints of Huomen and Dalemen are not considered virtuous people.

The saints of Dihemen are not considered loyal saints.

Saint Gan Qi and Saint Dawu have a bad face.

They were not considered "brave" by the other party's sword realm.

"Don't look down on people?"

The Great Martial Saint was in the distance, and the war spear in his hand was buzzing and trembling. His anger erupted. At this moment, he launched an attack on Cheng Zhiyuan!

The moment the war spear hit, there was a resounding martial music of heaven and earth!

"The destiny of heaven is not resolved, and King Huanwu of Huanwu will retain Juezuo, and in all directions!"

The war spear and the sword intertwined!

Buzz!

Fight alone!

The atmosphere turns, and gold and iron pass through the gap!

The light is flashing!

The powerful aura between heaven and earth is constantly increasing the attack range of the warriors. The huge ghosts range from three inches to three feet, and then to three feet. The sword in Cheng Zhiyuan's hand intertwined with the warriors, and the heavy sword force smashed the ghosts open, but

The Great Martial Saint immediately turned around and returned with a spear handle!

Three zhang, thirty zhang...

Three hundred feet!

That shocking blow that covered the universe!

The mountains and seas were both touched and cracked, and the sky and thunder would turn into clouds and smoke under this blow!

"Emperor, God!"

The sky collapses and the gap opens! In the darkness, the air waves are rolling up and spread out in the sky!

The Great Martial Saint's anger also reached its peak. This blow covered the entire Tianmu Mountain. No matter where Cheng Zhiyuan fled, it was impossible to avoid it in the eyes of the Great Martial Saint!

"I want you to die without a place to bury!"

The power brought by anger was naturally powerful, but if Cheng Zhiyuan slashed down with the blow, he did not mean to avoid it with Shenyou. He seemed to want to use the sword to split the peerless sword that was vast in the world.

But at this moment, Saint Gan Qi suddenly appeared behind Cheng Zhiyuan!

Gods are ignorant and ghosts are unaware of it!

The axe in his hand lies across the sky and swept the world and wielded it!

"The joy of Xingtian clan!"

This blow opened ten thousand times of the world again, trying to make the earth sink!

The attack between heaven and earth is so critical that you can teach you that Cheng Zhiyuan cannot avoid it!

Dare to be arrogant? Then go to die!

The majesty of heaven and earth is tied together, fighting is twisted, and the aura of the universe becomes hideous and terrifying. In the eyes of the saints of Dawu and the saints of Gan Qi, everything is dark as if they are about to move at this moment. They are happy and know that maybe this is

A sign that a dark world is about to be broken.

"ha!"

The crazy laughter of the Saint of Dawu continued to sound, and Saint Gan Qi also breathed a sigh of relief. Under such a big and powerful double attack, even if Cheng Zhiyuan was not dead, he could at least make him seriously injured and defeated.

Although they kept saying that they wanted to kill the other party, when facing a young monster who had the magical way of wandering and had fought with Zeng Shen, they also knew that it was probably impossible to kill the other party, at least the other party wanted to leave, and they stayed

Can't stay.

But if you are seriously injured, the other party must be forced to leave, otherwise you will be dead if you stay.

What is important is the balance scripture, not Cheng Zhiyuan. It is best to be able to kill it. If it cannot kill it, it will be worth it to let him lose some flesh and blood.

But unexpectedly, among the saints, the first saint was killed by Cheng Zhiyuan within the first moment.

"Before, the saint of Taohuamen was entrusted to him, but he was plotted against him and killed with the magic of illusion. Now he is entrusted to him, but now he is entrusted to him, but..."

The saint of Gan Qi's sect has not finished speaking.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

Illusion...the art of transformation!

The saint of Ganqi's sect suddenly swung his axe!

The blow that shook the world almost stopped the wind and rain, but the axe blade was caught by the opponent with one hand, and then the sword stabbed towards the door!

Blood was pouring through the head without hesitation!

Holy blood is everywhere! Holy air is scattered!

The mind wanders around unexpectedly, and suddenly becomes extinct. The living beings have tangible things and become nothingness.

"Thunder rises in winter, and ice is made in summer. Those who fly walk, and those who walk fly, are absurd and ridiculous."

"How did you tell me how I killed the Taohua Mountain Saint?"

Cheng Zhiyuan's body, the clothes on the outside were torn apart, revealing the fire-washing cloth inside.

Red as blood, almost integrated with the bloody storm between heaven and earth. When the saints saw this scene, they only vaguely saw a young man in red, hiding in the dark and unclear world, appearing and appearing from time to time like a demon ghost in the underworld

, where is there any fairy-like appearance?

A cool air rose from the deepest part of their hearts, as if the young master had lost his pupils, and what he had spit out and existed in his eyes and mouth were all dark and dark deadly aura.

"He...killed the Battle Saint of Gan Qi's Sect!"

"Demon...demon!"

In this moment of trance, they seemed to be able to see a layer of demonic aura floating.

But I don’t know if it was Cheng Zhiyuan, theirs, or somewhere else...

It may also be an illusion.

All the saints and the saints of the Great Yuemen saw this terrifying and absurd, terrifying and nonsense scene.

The giant axe of the saint of Ganqi's sect fell into the mountains and fields and sank into the sword kingdom of blood sea.

His head was raised by Cheng Zhiyuan.

"In the past, Xing Tian and the Emperor competed with the Emperor for the God of God, and the Emperor cut off his head and buried him in Changyang!"

"Punish the saint, the second one!"

There was blood on the corner of Cheng Zhiyuan's mouth that had not yet retreated. The attack just now was indeed very fast. In the moment of the sneak attack by Saint Gan Qi, Cheng Zhiyuan almost didn't react.

Cheng Zhiyuan threw this head directly down Tianmu Mountain.

"After this battle, I will pass on this head to the eighth crossbows of the earth and the nineth crossbows of the sky!"

The eyes of the saint of Dihemen were gone without waves, and the old saint of Knowing that the heart of the old saint of the ancient sect also had the intention to retreat.

At this time, the Huomen Saint from Guangrong’s world came out.
To be continued...
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