When he is about to fight with the newly emerging battlefield ghost, a side mission suddenly comes. According to past experience, Jun Changxiao judges that it may be related to the former.

As expected.

The mission is related to the battlefield ghost and must be wiped out.

but!

There are additional conditions.

The battlefield ghosts that appear must be solved by the host alone, with a time limit of ten minutes.

In other words, this is not only a time-limited task, but also requires Jun Changxiao to solve it personally. The senior officials and disciples of Wangu Sect are not allowed to participate!

"Fuck."

Jun Changxiao took back the magic-modified vacuum cleaner and ordered his disciples to retreat and face ten thousand battlefield ghosts alone.

"one person?"

"So cruel?"

All the warriors widened their eyes.

With so many battlefield ghosts, the lowest strength is at the level of Xuan. If you fight alone, you will not be that guy...

"Buzz!"

The space trembled slightly.

A pocket knife appeared out of thin air between Jun Changxiao's fingers.

Here comes, here comes, hard to stop!

Faced with so many battlefield ghosts, they must be solved within 10 minutes. Jun Changxiao can only use the strongest trump card!

He also saw it.

This task with time limits and limitations is to force yourself to spend a talisman to open the seal.

That's the case.

Get contributions to complete the task, just as he wishes!

The system said speechlessly: "If you don't use this kind of trump card, do you really think it can be done with a vacuum cleaner?"

"This..." Jun Changxiao was silent.

If the disciples' strength is at the semi-saint level, dozens of people may be able to be solved by vacuum cleaners, but many of them have just entered the Martial Emperor. If they really fight with the Ten Thousand Xuandi level, it is hard to say whether they can get close to each other!

so.

Once it has no effect, it will definitely be necessary to unblock the hard-to-receive knife in the end.

"It seems so."

Jun Chang laughed and comforted himself: "It's safe to make a profit if you spend a talisman that opens the seal!"

The system complained: "I didn't see the host saying it was a loss."

"The sect leader sacrificed his sword again!"

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others' eyes were fixed on the hard-to-receive knife.

They had seen this thing and knew it was very powerful. When they saw it again today, they immediately unfolded their infinite fantasies.

The Zi Lin Demon King frowned. He had snatched the opportunity before, but this guy had sacrificed it once, and then tortured and killed more than 20,000 plane warriors in front of him!

"That knife appears!"

The expressions on the faces of many plane warriors became more exciting.

Sealed deep in my heart, the memory of being frustrated and killing suddenly surged into the sea of ​​consciousness!

"Gudu!"

"Gudu!"

The warriors who had the honor of witnessing Jun Changxiao massacre that year swallowed one after another, and then subconsciously retreated far away, obviously worried about being injured by accident!

Although the others didn't know the truth, they saw that everyone had retreated, so they followed with a look of surprise.

"Brother, Jun Changxiao took out a toy knife?"

"This is not a toy knife, this is the sickle used by the god of death in hell!"

"Death Scythe?"

"Jun Changxiao used to seize the opportunity to break through the ground and killed him with it!"

"ah?"

The warrior suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this.

Others retreated faster!

At least half of the tens of thousands of warriors present did not witness what had happened before, but they had heard of it, especially knowing that Jun Changxiao had a weapon that killed people like chopping vegetables and melons!

It turns out that this is the weapon that slaughtered tens of thousands of people!

But it's too small!

"brush!"

Just as everyone was questioning, Jun Changxiao pressed his fingers on the hilt of the knife, and his spiritual thoughts had been integrated into the space ring, pinching a talisman to open the seal.

"Swish swish swish!"

The eyes of tens of thousands of battlefield ghosts were arranged in neatly, and they woke up from their sleep, and the powerful waves roared out.

Although this kind of low-level creature created from the upper realm is strong, it will not use its momentum. Otherwise, if it were a real strong man, just by opening up his aura, he would shock most of the sky.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The battlefield ghosts sacrificed their weapons and gathered their powers. Chaojun Changxiao rushed away.

The level of the Ten Thousand Mingshu, even if there is no aura, the collective action can be said to be huge in a momentum!

When the plane warrior saw such a fierce scene, his face changed drastically.

With so many battlefield ghosts and so terrifying strength, the first echelon plane will only be abused, right?

"call out!"

"call out!"

Countless streams of light flew over from high and low altitudes at high speed, and sword lights gathered, and suddenly produced a gorgeous luster.

You always stand proudly with a smile.

Behind the camera, there is a momentum that one man should be in danger of being unable to escape!

"Huhh!"

“Huhuhuhu——————”

Before the battlefield ghosts came, the bursting wave of power rushed to the front, because the number was too large and too dense, and the space began to twist.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others standing behind changed slightly.

This kind of power and momentum, even if you have a vacuum cleaner, you can't compete with it!

"Bankai!"

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao, who was standing in front, pinched his fingers on the hilt of the knife, bent his body slightly, and said coldly: "Slay Jiutian in anger!"

"Clang————————”

The hard-to-receive knife was unsheathed, and the light suddenly flashed!

All the warriors on the plane were so pricked by the sudden rising light that it was difficult to open their eyes, and even raised their arms to block them.

After the light dissipated, they all focused their minds and opened their eyes with their breath, and saw a big sword five feet long and six inches wide appearing out of thin air in Jun Changxiao's hand.

Heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, and zodiac.

Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Dui.

The sword body is engraved with eight characters on both sides, which exudes a mysterious power from the east!

Appears!

The murder weapon that massacred more than 20,000 plane battlefields!

"Huhh!"

"Huhh!"

At this moment, hundreds of battlefield ghosts rushed over, and they raised their swords and slashed, and the light in the sky teared the space and pressed down.

Jun Changxiao raised his head lightly, his black hair was blown away, and his eyes suddenly flashed coldly.

Buzz!
To be continued...