"Senior brother save me!"

The sharp sound waves did not use void as medium, and directly exploded in the ears of everyone inside and outside Baiyujing. Everyone could feel the unwillingness and aggrievance in the sound.

"Who?"

Bai Yujing was in an uproar inside and outside.

Countless people looked up at the sky and saw the waves of air swelling. The sky was like an ocean. The vast starlight came from the north, stirring up endless vitality and spreading over the sky.

In a flash, the sky was already tens of thousands of miles.

Two figures chased after them.

One person flew in front of him, blood spilled in the sky, and one person walked through the air like a wave, and the breath was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

The sharp and powerful aura enveloped the entire Baiyujing without any concealment. In the sky and earth, all the monks, even spiritual beasts and ants were shocked by this aura and lost their minds.

Just chasing the fugitive, but the momentum is already so amazing.

call!

An Qisheng came in abruptly, with a weak expression, no mercy when he took action, and his killing power was shocking:

"No one can save you!"

"ah!"

Zhang Wuji was extremely angry.

At this time, he had already understood what the Yuanyang Taoist wanted to do, and clearly wanted to kill himself in front of the Bai Yujing.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

While roaring for help, Zhang Wuji's blood gushed like a volcano, and his divine power was like a craze of hurricanes.

With his arms spread, countless magic weapons were marked, and the phantom of magic weapons rose from behind and appeared in the sky again.

Although the magic weapons and magic weapons were phantoms, they seemed to have physical agility, intertwined and cooperated with each other to evolve a terrifying killing magical power.

The vast river of heaven welcomes An Qisheng, who burst out with fierce murderous intent.

But it is the method of killing the sky.

This method has a powerful killing power. It is said that it can transform the magic weapons of the world. If you practice it to the greatest extent, you can even evolve the imprint of the supreme treasure. It is also well-known in Zhongzhou.

At the end of the Middle Ages, there was a master of Butian Pavilion who practiced this method to the greatest success. With the thoughts, he condensed the spiritual treasures of all kings and princes. He was once the biggest enemy of the "Supreme of Guantian" before he achieved enlightenment.

Boom!

An Qisheng came in a veil, and the aura that was indifferent to the sky rose up along the way, as if it was about to shake the stars in the sky.

The five-colored divine lights crisscrossed the sky and went down in an instant, submerging all the spiritual treasures and phantoms of the magic weapon that evolved from the Heaven-Booing Killing Technique.

The five colors are intertwined, and all the magic weapons and the phantom of the magic weapon disappear instantly!

Bang!

Then a big hand came through the air, and his five fingers bounced, like a towering sky door, slapped at Zhang Wuji, whose eyes were so full of tears.

"Don't want to kill me!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes were so bloody that he never dreamed that he could meet such a person who completely restrained all his magical powers in this Dongzhou!

The five-colored divine light completely defeated his holy method of repairing the sky!

If it weren't for this, even if he lost, how could he be defeated so miserably!

vomiting blood and furious.

Zhang Wuji's momentum continued to rise, his hands changed thousands of times, evolved into infinite magic weapons, and the magic weapons soared into the sky.

But the five colors fill the world, and any magic weapon or magic weapon's phantom will be wiped out as soon as it appears.

But he never gave up. His blood and energy burned and sublimated, and his momentum was like a god, constantly fighting, trying to tear apart the five-colored dome.

Tear the giant palm that was pressing down horizontally.

"Zuan Yang Taoist?"

"Junior Brother Zhang?!"

On the top of the Baiyu Capital City, the Lord of Butian Pavilion and the other three were all shocked.

But unexpectedly, before they could start, the Yuanyang Taoist actually came to Bai Yujing!

How dare he?

How dare he?

The Sect Master Ling Tian was shocked and angry.

Even when Emperor Tianding was the most arrogant, he did not dare to attack the holy land and the sect's garrison.

"Um?"

The eyes of the Lord of Butian Pavilion suddenly condensed, and he was extremely frightened and angry.

He never expected that Zhang Wuji would be hunted by the Yuanyang Taoist, and he did not expect that the Butian Holy Technique would be completely defeated!

How is that possible?

That is the worldly sage that once used him to compete with the supreme rule before he achieved enlightenment!

Even though Zhang Wuji is not qualified to practice the entire book, he is still the world's most powerful secret magic and magical power. How could he be so easily destroyed?

While frightened and angry, he stepped into the sky, and the gorgeous divine light surged into the sky. The edgeless edge rolled in, and a roar shook the sky and the earth:

"You dare!"

boom!

The next moment, a shocking collision broke out in the sky, and terrifying ripples swept through the sky like a storm of destruction.

Scarlet blood waves are like waterfalls falling into the sky.

Bang!

The roar of the Lord of Butian Pavilion came to an abrupt end.

A blood-stained head flew thousands of miles, smashing into the void like a meteor. That was Zhang Wuji's head.

Huh ~

The void seemed to calm down in an instant.

The Lord of Butian Pavilion stood on the spot, looking at the pouring blood rain, flying heads and eyelids kept beating.

I just said I would invite a master.

This junior brother Zhang, who is from Zhongzhou and one of the seven sons of the contemporary Butian, was actually beaten to death in front of Bai Yujing and in front of him!

The powerful person who crushed the vacuum was extremely powerful, but he could feel a sharp murderous intent filling the sky, rolling away like thunder, crushing all the remaining vitality of Zhang Wuji.

Nothing tolerant is useless.

Dead!

Completely dead!

Seeing this scene, Master Ling Tian and the Supreme Elder of Wanfa Tower were both cold in his face.

A powerful person who smashed the vacuum was strangled like this.

This Yuanyang Taoist is much stronger than a hundred days ago...

Both of them were a little shocked.

Many monks inside and outside the Baiyujing were shocked and indescribable. In the activated formation, countless monks looked up and looked at the blood rain that was covering the sky and the faces were shaking.

They didn't know who this person was, but the movement was earth-shaking, and it was obviously a powerful man in the cave.

Such a great figure, most people will never meet each other in their lifetime, and they are killed outside the city?

Click ~

With his big hand retracted, An Qisheng pinched a Qiankun Spirit Ring and looked at the Lord of Butian Pavilion indifferently:

"What's not to dare?"

Zhang Wuji is much worse than Qian Shisi, but this is not because of his talent, but because his years of practice are far from enough.

In fact, Zhang Wuji is less than 141 years old!

Such age and such achievements are worthy of his identity as the Seven Sons of Bu Tian.

However, during the process of chasing more than 1.2 million miles along the way and spanning more than a dozen dynasties, he naturally had already figured out all the flaws of Zhang Wuji.

Killing it is naturally easier than suppressing Qian Shisi.

"Junior Brother Zhang..."

The Lord of Butian Pavilion looked cold.

Huh ~
To be continued...