"Hey, I have underestimated you! You are worthy of the title of Wu Hui Daojun. But now, how much longer can you last, two hours or three hours? If you only anger me, Wu Xuan
.Congratulations, you Li Wuhui have done it!"
As he spoke, Wu Xuan took out something. It was a pure black glove with a black flame engraved on the back. But the surface of the glove was covered with countless Buddhist Buddhist scriptures.
When Wu Xuan put his hand in, the glove immediately stretched out countless black threads and pierced into Wu Xuan's right arm.
Wu Xuan's face first twisted in pain, and then he laughed wildly as if he was enjoying himself.
"So what if you can combine spirit and martial arts? No matter you, Li Wuhui, or the Six Ultimate Swordsman, I, Wu Xuan, still say this, but that's it! Even if I just say this to you today, I, Wu Xuan, will still say this.
I will never allow you to leave this place alive! I will let you try this trusty fist armor of mine first, how does it taste——"
Following the words, Wu Xuan's right fist began to swell. Just when everyone was extremely frightened by this glove, Wu Xuan's figure swept quickly again. The shadow of his fist was violently swung out.
, as if filling the heaven and earth, shattering this world.
First, there is an overflow of energy. All the spiritual air is vibrated outward and discharged, giving people the illusion that this world is expanding.
Then it collapsed! The tomb, which was unable to be damaged even by the fierce fight between the three of them before, could not withstand the impact of this force and was shaken to the point of collapse!
Just when everyone thought that Li Wuhui was destined to die, another sharp blade slashed out!
With just one strike, the fist shadow was shattered, like a swallow flying back, cutting off time——
It's as if the line of time has been cut into pieces with this knife. It's also as if at this point in time, that arrogant fist shadow shouldn't exist in the first place.
Wu Xuan's eyes narrowed, but he became even more furious. His blood was surging, his face was red, and countless black auras were entangled around him. The shadow of his fist was even more violent, like a tide, punch after punch, without any rules, and
No matter what martial arts, he smashed it down with savagery!
His fists have the power of a world. -< >-Net. A hundred punches are like a hundred "worlds" of hell!
He is confident that even the top ninth-level master in this matter, even if he is in the spiritual realm, will be blown away by his fist.
With the last punch, there was only a "canopy" sound. It was like thunder. The whole tomb was shaking.
Even though the fist wind has temporarily stopped, the vibration has not stopped yet.
The smoke and dust were about to dissipate, but Wu Xuan's face showed no joy, instead looking even more gloomy.
And Xiaoxiangzi's expression was also extremely solemn.
In the distance, Feng Taiji and Wuji Zhenren were both stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
It wasn't until the demonic energy was dispersed in all directions and completely extinguished that the other ninth-level monks with slightly inferior cultivation levels finally saw clearly what was happening over there.
I saw Li Wuhui, still holding a knife in his hand and standing upright. There was blood dripping from the tip of the knife, his own blood.
But he still stood firm, with a smile on his face. He looked at Wu Xuan's right fist: "I heard that before King Ran Wu died in the past, he left a set of Juntian flame armor. Later, it fell into the hands of your demon sect.
, and after several twists and turns. Is your boxing glove probably one of those? It is indeed very good. I, Li Wuhui, have already learned the lesson——"
Wu Xuan didn't speak, but his eyes were unusually cold. At this time, only the most sophisticated people could notice that his right arm had shrunk slightly compared to before.
But it was even more murderous, and the ferocious thoughts were surging like a tide.
Naturally, Li Wuhui described him as even more embarrassed, but without any fear. He simply stopped talking about Zong Shou. No matter how much he reminded him, it would be in vain if people would not listen and would treat him like a donkey with good intentions.
By this time, he was Li Wuhui, and his grudges with Wu Xuan had nothing to do with Zong Shou.
Yuan Wushang, who was behind him, let out a weird sigh: "How weird! I was seriously injured by that Zongshou, and you, Li Wuhui, were also defeated by him, but now you are fighting for your enemy. What do you mean?
Time, how could there be such weird things?
Li Wuhui felt a strong resonance in his heart. He owed Shui Lingbo his life. But it didn't make sense. He would do this for Zong Shou?
But saying these things at this time is no different. -< >-网. At this time, he doesn't care about these things.
Taking a deep breath, Li Wuhui suppressed his emotions and pointed the long knife at his death.
There is not much hope of victory in this battle. But if you don't win, you will die. You can only throw away everything you have and be determined to die——
In front of Zong Shou, running away halfway is not a shame. But in front of someone like Wu Xuan, he will never allow himself to retreat!
There is a hint of envy and jealousy in my heart. This Juntian Flame Armor is a genuine top-notch treasure!
Even after being banned by these Buddhist scriptures, it is still equivalent to a top-notch magical weapon. A complete set is even a top-notch magical weapon.
If he could have such a thing, he could have tried to fight Zong Shou on the Xiaoshan Mountain that day!
In the Heavenly Demonic Dome Realm, such a treasure is actually equipped with it. When it is paired with Wu Xuan, he is really not an ordinary person with a profound background.
As his righteous thoughts gradually became silent, Wu Xuan on the opposite side became more and more powerful.
However, Yuan Wushang suddenly smiled and said leisurely: "There is no need to hold on any longer, that guy is already here!"
Li Wuhui raised his eyebrows. His thoughts had just been focused on Wu Xuan. He was completely unaware of what was going on nearby.
Could that guy be Zong Shou? When his thoughts dispersed, he realized it wasn't the case.
But when the attack came, he didn't need to hold on any longer.
At this time, everyone in Zi Chang also turned away their eyes and looked at the entrance of the tomb.
Only one person was seen, carrying a black sword on his back, walking slowly from there.
"I just vaguely heard someone here say that the Six Ultimate Swords of the Cloud Realm are just like this -"
Walking casually, it seems as if you are walking casually, but every step seems to step into the hearts of everyone!
Sure stopped, Juexi frowned, glanced at Yuan Wushang not far away, and then sneered: "Why are you injured like this? You, Yuan Wushang, are actually here today -"
Na Yuan Wu Shang snorted coldly: "If you want to defeat me, this is the time!"
"This kind of thing is something that I don't even bother to do! I'm just going to look for you. I'll wait until you recover from your injury. Then we can have a good fight! The shame of defeat with a sword three years ago will be remembered in my heart by Juexin."
!”
Juexi sneered, as if he was extremely disgusted with Yuan Wushang and didn't want to take another look. He turned around directly. What he looked at was Wu Xuan and Xiaoxiang: "Were you two the ones who said this just now?"
Wu Xuan clenched his fist. At this time, he was no longer half mad and no longer contemptuous, but he was even more filled with anger.
Ever since this desperate desire arrived, it had been suppressing the two of them. An invisible aura, mixed with the oppression of the sword, made him feel vaguely ashamed of himself.
"I have been waiting for brother Jue for three months in the Ten Thousand Demonic Firmament Realm, but he has not arrived for a long time. But I am really disappointed!"
Juexi laughed when he heard this: "After the battle in Cangsheng Dao Palace, Juexi has found what he wants. Besides, you guys are just domestic cats. I can't look down on any of them. Again."
Why waste your efforts?”
As soon as he said this, Yan Rui subconsciously wanted to laugh out loud. Jue Xin said this, he was really crazy enough. Are you not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing?
But just as he started to smile, he suddenly froze again. Thinking of Li Wuhui, at least this one was really very strong.
It seems that his senior brother Feng is not his opponent yet. In that battle just now, Wu Xuan was indeed suppressed. But if the gloves were not there, it is hard to say what the outcome would be.
But this Li Wuhui admitted that he was no match for Zong Shou.
He peeked at Feng Taiji's face again. He saw the latter, but his face was livid——
The spirit sword Ruotao's aura became colder and colder.
Faintly regretting it, Yan Rui then shook his head slightly. He felt it was extremely weird.
I remember that in the Dome Realm, Ruotao was defeated by Junior Brother Feng in several consecutive battles.
In the past, Ruotao was as famous as Jue Yu.
Probably because I am too weak to see clearly the strength of the people in front of me——
Over there, Wu Xuan and Xiao Xiangzi had their energy condensed to the extreme. They were obviously very angry, but when they looked at each other, they could see a bit of panic in each other's eyes.
The desperate words also continued.
"Since you are still concerned about this matter today. So if you have fought here, it is the same. We can go together together -"
Before his voice fell, Xiao Xiangzi snorted coldly. As soon as he activated his spiritual skills, the starry sky behind him suddenly began to rotate. Thousands of stars rotated at the same time, and dozens of starlights came crashing down on him.
Jue Yu said "hmm" and was too lazy to say anything. When the heart beats, the sword rises. When the thought arises, it shatters and disappears.
A black sword light suddenly shot out of the sheath. Before it could fly out, the sword's aura erupted, wiping out all the nearby starlight!
The sword intent of annihilation spread out at the right time, rushing in all directions——
It’s the realm of sword spirit!
The dozens of ninth-level monks in the tomb were all slightly surprised. Then there was a deathly silence.
This one also has the combination of spirit and martial arts, even better than Wuxuan!
According to legend, this Jue Xu should be the fourth Ultimate Sword——
The black sword shadow finally appeared, and dozens of black cracks spread in all directions. Just when he was desperate, he was about to step forward.
However, he suddenly raised his brows, and then chuckled again. Suddenly he took a step back. His fighting spirit completely disappeared. The extremely powerful sword intent was also completely restrained.
"It seems that the fight can't be won. The real owner has arrived. You two have to deal with it first. He is talking about-"
Everyone here was shocked when they heard this.
The rightful owner? Then it can only be the Gantian Demon King——
The corners of Yuan Wushang's lips suddenly twitched, and now he was in for a good show. Then he looked at Wu Xuan and Xiao Xiangzi with pitiful eyes.
The next moment, the whole tomb was violently shaken again.
boom!
There was a roar, and a skylight was opened in the sky. An unparalleled sword pressure rushed here!