"Why is this guy so tall?" Ye Jianxing looked at the big man walking towards him like an iron tower, his eyes widened, "Is this still a human being?"
Luo Jiutian said in a deep voice: "This is the Western Protector of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, like a mountain!"
Shu Jun's eyebrows frowned slightly. This was when the three guardians of the Heavenly Corpse Sect appeared. He didn't know where the other one was hidden and what his cultivation level was.
"Shu Jun, I will tear you into pieces!" Ru Shanyue looked at Shu Jun and the others and said viciously.
Shu Jun sneered and said: "Big guy, you should worry more about yourself, be careful not to lose your life!"
"Don't you have four bullshit guardians? Where's the remaining one? Get out now, get out and join us! I don't have that much time to waste!" Ye Jianxing cursed.
"Are you talking about the other one, Protector of the North?" Liu Qingshu smiled slightly, "He has been here a long time ago."
"Have you arrived a long time ago?" Ye Jianxing asked with a suspicious look on his face. He glanced around and found that except for Zhao Butian and Shu Jun, there was no one else. He then sneered and said: "The person named Liu,
Do you think I am so easy to deceive as a three-year-old? Apart from the few people present, is there anyone else here?"
Liu Qingshu smiled slightly and said nothing more, but endless murderous intent surged in his deep pupils.
"Everyone, be careful. The remaining Protector Dong must be Hou Yindong." Luo Jiutian whispered, "This person is a formation cultivator and is good at using various environments to hide his body."
Shu Jun nodded slightly, his facial features fully mobilized, paying attention to any changes in his surroundings.
"Do it!" At this moment, Zhao Butian shouted fiercely, and the three guardians who had appeared under him each used their own unique skills to attack Shu Jun and others.
Ye Jianxing jumped up first, and the flying sword in his hand emitted thousands of sword rays, like a meteor shower, and shot towards the southern protector Mo Lichou, who was wearing black. Luo Jiutian's long sword made a dragon sound
Yin, he met Liu Qingshu who was holding a jade flute. Sikong Jianheng waved the flying sword in his hand and fought fiercely with the iron tower-like mountains. The remaining Zhao Butian and Bai Feng besieged Shu Jun.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone was fighting fiercely on the streets of the imperial capital of the Qin Dynasty. The situation was very dangerous.
Shu Jun fought one against two without any panic. The Yin and Yang hammers in his hands, combined with the six-color divine light, knocked back Zhao Butian and Bai Feng from time to time. But others were not as relaxed as Shu Jun.
Especially Sikong Jianheng, under the attack of the huge iron sword like a mountain, he is like a small boat in the vast ocean, which may sink at any time.
Although Luo Jiutian couldn't beat Liu Qingshu, he only defended but did not attack. For a while, Liu Qingshu was helpless. As for the Night Sword Form, he was almost tied with Mo Lichou.
There was a bang! A big iron sword like a mountain fell heavily to the ground, as if a huge mountain fell from the sky, cutting a deep trench into the floor paved with bluestone.
Sikong Jianheng glanced down, his face turned pale with fright, and he cursed: "Big guy! You are really strong!" Before he finished speaking, the flying sword in his hand turned, with the tip of the sword facing down, trying to penetrate the body.
The head of the mountain.
Ru Shanyue sneered, turned slightly to one side, and stopped the big iron sword in his hand, picking up countless gravel and dust and rushing towards Sikong Jian.
Sikong Jianheng was unable to dodge, and gravel hit his body one after another, feeling extremely painful. Ye Jianxing looked back and saw that Sikong Jianheng was outnumbered like a mountain, so he used a feint to avoid Mo Lichou, and the flying sword in his hand
A wave of sword light was sent out, like lightning and thunder, striking towards the back of the mountain.
Ru Shanyue didn't even look back, with a trace of disdain on his face. The iron sword in his hand was tilted backwards, and the broad back of the sword blocked the countless sword rays that were shot at him.
"Ye Jian Xing! Your opponent is me!" Mo Lichou sneered, turned around, and turned into a black whirlwind, rolling towards Ye Jian Xing.
Ye Jianxing cursed carelessly, waved the flying sword in his hand, and faced Mo Lichou again.
Although everyone was fighting fiercely, the outside world did not feel it at all. It was already late at night, and most of the residents in the imperial capital had fallen asleep. Because the surrounding area was surrounded by barriers within a few feet, Shu Jun and others
No matter how fierce the fight is, the soldiers keeping watch at night will not hear it.
Just when everyone was fighting in a ball, a cold light suddenly lit up in the darkness, flying incredibly fast towards Shu Jun's back.
Ye Jianxing happened to be standing next to Shu Jun. When he saw Shu Jun was in danger, he flew towards him without thinking.
Dang! A sound of gold and iron clashing echoed in everyone's ears. Ye Jianxiang's whole body was like a paper kite with its string cut off. He vomited a mouthful of blood and flew far away.
"Jianxing!" Shu Jun turned around and shouted, suddenly thinking of Hou Yindong hiding in the dark. But before he could check Ye Jianxing's injuries, Zhao Butian swung two flying swords and slashed at him.
Shu Jun's eyes turned cold, he clenched the Yin and Yang hammers with both hands, and said bitterly: "Zhao Butian, you forced me to do this!"
Zhao Butian's attack continued unabated and sneered: "Shu Jun, suffer death!" The flying swords in his hands turned into two long dragons and went straight to Shu Jun's door.
Shu Jun concentrated on one point and closed his eyes slightly, but he could clearly see the movement of the flying sword in Zhao Butian's hand. Those two points of cold light drew different arcs in the night, winding towards the direction.
Stab yourself.
In an instant, Shu Jun had figured out Zhao Butian's path. At the same time, Bai Feng was also on the side, raising a burst of butterfly darts in his jade hand, like heavy snow, flying towards Shu Jun overwhelmingly. Although Shu Jun saw
He didn't know what was going on behind him, but he knew that Hou Yandong must be hiding behind him, waiting for an opportunity to sneak up on him.
For a moment, there were enemies in front and behind him. Shu Jun had no way to hide. But he was not confused at all. The spiritual platform was completely empty, and he paid attention to the subtle changes around him. Even the slight vibrations in the air could not hide from Shu Jun.
hansome.
"Broken!" Suddenly, Shu Jun shouted and took a step forward. Not only did he not avoid Zhao Butian's double swords, but he stood up to meet them.
Zhao Butian was shocked. He didn't expect that Shu Jun would come to die. Although he was a little doubtful, the moves in his hands were not slow at all. The flying sword sped up and stabbed Shu Jun in the chest.
Countless butterfly darts, glowing faintly, blocked Shu Jun's retreat. Behind him, Hou Yindong, who had been hiding in the darkness, also seized the opportunity, jumped up like a cat, and streaked through the darkness.
Two rays of cold light struck Shu Jun.
Just when everyone thought Shu Jun was about to die, a miracle happened. When his body was less than a foot away from Zhao Butian's flying sword, suddenly the yin and yang hammers in his hand turned to one side and moved towards Zhao Butian's flying sword.
He went down to attack. Zhao Butian was startled and dodged quickly, just in time to act as a shield for Shu Jun, blocking the butterfly darts shot by Bai Feng.
Bai Feng exclaimed, never expecting that Zhao Butian blocked the way and tried to take back the butterfly dart, but it was too late. "Master, be careful!" Bai Feng's face turned pale with fright.
Zhao Butian frowned, stabbed Shu Jun with one sword, turned around with the other sword, and chopped off the butterfly darts. Before the remaining butterfly darts could fly over, he went around to where Shu Jun was standing. At this time,
, Hou Yandong just happened to fly over, and the two of them bumped into each other. Suddenly, the situation was in chaos.
Shu Jun succeeded with one move, disrupting the formation of Zhao Butian and the others, and also took the opportunity to force Hou Yindong to show up. He no longer had any scruples in his heart. "Zhao Butian! Come with your lackeys!" Shu Jun smiled heartily, and used the Yin and Yang hammers in his hands.
Swing, fall from the sky.
"A sky-shattering blow!"
"Two strikes to break the sky!"
"Three strikes to break the sky!"
The yin and yang hammers were waved continuously, and the whole earth seemed to be shaken and collapsed. Zhao Butian did not dare to block it, and danced his sword in front of him, forming a shield, and kept moving, but he still could not resolve Shu Jun's offensive.
Today's Shu Jun's cultivation level is improving every day. The three types of breaking the sky will also gradually become stronger as Shu Jun's cultivation level improves. In the past, Zhao Butian might have been able to block Shu Jun's most ferocious blow.
. But now, it seems a little inadequate.
Hou Yandong saw Zhao Butian in danger and was about to fly up when a hearty laughter came from behind him, "Hou Yindong, where else can you escape!" Looking back, he saw a burly man.
The man, waving his red iron fist, ran over quickly.
It's Zhou Tianxuan! Hou Yandong was shocked. Just now, he had put all his thoughts on Shu Jun and completely ignored Zhou Tianxuan. Seeing Zhou Tianxuan's iron fist coming towards him, Hou Yandong could no longer care about Zhao Butian, and spread out his black cloak.
, the whole person is like a bat, flying towards the outside.
Zhou Tianxuan's power continued unabated, and the iron fist in his hand followed Hou Yindong like a shadow. For a moment, Hou Yindong had no choice but to jump out of the barrier and fight fiercely with Zhou Tianxuan.
There were two sounds! The two flying swords in Zhao Butian's hands were stuck on the ground. His body was shaking a little, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked at Shu Jun with vicious eyes.
Bai Feng glanced at Zhao Butian worriedly, wanting to ask how his injuries were, but he didn't dare to speak. He could only put aside this idea and focus all his attention on Shu Jun to prevent Shu Jun from sneaking up on him.
"Shu Jun, you have indeed become stronger!" Zhao Butian swallowed the blood in his throat, "It is indeed beyond my expectation!"
"Zhao Butian, stop talking nonsense, today next year will be your death anniversary!" Shu Jun sneered, and the clothes on his body rustled under the blowing of the night wind. He stood in the darkness, holding the Yin and Yang hammers in his hands,
It was as if a warrior general from the Nine Heavens descended to earth.
"I can't tell whose death anniversary it is, and the winner hasn't been decided yet!" Zhao Butian soothed the congestion on his chest, "This time, let me taste my true power!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light rose from the ground and floated in mid-air, blocking the light of the bright moon. Zhao Butian stood still, and the two flying swords in his hands turned into two long dragons, coiling around the green light, and emitted sounds from time to time.
Waves of dragon roars.
Shu Junfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Ding Qiankun and the two flying swords floating in the air, and frowned slightly. Next, Zhao Butian will definitely use his last box-pressing stunt. If he blocks it, he will definitely win this time.
Victory. If you lose, the consequences will be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Shu Jun couldn't help but pick up his spirits, let out a long breath, and his spirits were raised to the extreme.
At this time, the green light in the mid-air became more and more intense, and the flying dragons transformed from the two long swords gradually merged into Ding Qiankun, making the entire Ding Qiankun become extremely weird.
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