Just when everyone had not recovered from this powerful Taoist technique that was like sparks hitting the earth, seeing that Guan Hongxue had no other means of protection, Xu Junming's finger techniques changed like the wind.
In a dream, the yellow beams shone brightly, and in an instant, a huge bell with a height of thousands of feet appeared, blooming with many yellow auras.
"Soul Soul!"
Xu Junming knew that the formula was certain, so he drank it in his mouth.
"Boom...!"
The sound of a yellow bell and a big bell spread throughout the sword array like lightning.
Hearing the mighty bells, everyone felt like their souls were shaking and their souls were weak.
Guan Hongxue's expression froze and her eyes became blank.
The sword light of the Black Demon Sword and the Purple Blood Sword dimmed instantly.
"The God of Hu Tian performs magic."
With a step of a hundred feet, he came to Guan Hongxue's side as if he had changed his appearance.
The nine-colored divine light flashed, and the Black Demon Sword and the Purple Blood Sword disappeared. At the same time, a palm was shot out, lightly, as if there was no force at all, and at the same time, it was printed on Guan Hongxue's forehead as fast as lightning.
"The soul-binding rope."
With a flash of black light, a black chain trapped Guan Hongxue's soul and was instantly pulled out.
With a wave of his sleeves, the body was put into the space inside the green robe.
Everything happens in the blink of an eye.
When Qin Mo, the 'Tuoshan King' with the highest cultivation level, came back to his senses from the sound of the bell, he happened to see Guan Hongxue's body being put away.
At this moment, his expression finally changed.
He looked at the black chain that bound Guan Hongxue's soul with great fear.
"It's such a brilliant Hutian Taoist method, it's hard for you to endure it until now."
If it were the Hutian Dao magic weapon, it would definitely not be as fast as just now.
Only when you understand the Hutian Dao method yourself can you act in an instant without giving people a chance to react.
Unless there is a protective magic weapon, or the cultivation level is too high, it is very easy to be killed when facing Hutian Taoist practitioners.
This is the case with Guan Hongxue. His paranoia about the way of the sword makes his sword powerful against Yuanshen monks.
But the result of giving up the protection was to be killed instantly by Xu Junming after his soul was shaken.
Xu Junming didn't answer and raised his hand.
The beige thousand-foot-high bell swayed.
"Dong dong...!"
The vast sound waves, carrying the powerful soul-dropping power, were vented out like a tide.
"You can never succeed again."
Qin Mo pointed at Mount Amitabha.
The earth-yellow aura was mighty, covering the whole body for hundreds of feet, isolating the sound of the bell. At the same time, he was ready to prepare, and a black machete appeared in his palm.
Looking at his appearance, Xu Junming had no doubt that if he relied on Hu Tian Shen's magic to get close to him, he would cut him with a knife before he could use his magic power.
The spiritual sense of the monks is extremely sharp, and they can detect even the slightest movement of wind and grass.
Although the Hutian Dao Escape Technique is unparalleled in its magic, it is not incomprehensible.
As long as you prepare in advance, it will be difficult for monks with similar cultivation levels to have any effect.
Glancing at him lightly, Xu Junming's target was not him in the first place.
"The God of Hutian performs magic!"
Spanning hundreds of feet in an instant, the nine-color divine light flashed, and he repeated his old trick to take away the unattended 'Wind and Thunder Mirror'.
"Soul-binding rope!"
The black chain was like a thick spear, rising from the palm of Xu Junming's hand and stabbing straight into the forehead of Prince Silver Wolf who was stunned by the sound of the bell.
However, as soon as the iron rope sank into his forehead, suddenly a majestic crimson thunder and strong wind expanded like lightning.
Xu Junming frowned, urged Hu Tianshen to perform his magic, and ducked away.
The thunderous wind swept hundreds of feet around him before slowly stopping.
At this time, Prince Silver Wolf also woke up from the sound of the bell.
In an instant, he realized that one of the three life-saving charms given to him by his master before going down the mountain had been broken into pieces.
Thinking of the bell that had confused his soul before, the eyes he looked at Xu Junming were full of fear.
Just about to activate the natal spiritual treasure.
"No, Feng Lei Jian!"
Realizing that the companion spirit treasure was missing, Prince Silver Wolf's expression instantly darkened.
"Let me see how many more times you can survive this."
I stretched out my hand and pointed, and I dreamed of a big bell made of yellow beams.
"Dong dong...!"
The mighty bells sounded again, and the sound waves echoed in all directions.
The combined power of the three hundred and sixty-five magic weapons is almost that of a spiritual treasure.
The Silver Wolf Prince is only a Nascent Soul transmutation, and without the protection of the Wind and Thunder Mirror, he cannot withstand it.
Fortunately, he has another magic weapon.
A triangular spiritual flag entwined with wind and thunder to protect oneself.
The Silver Wolf Prince stared at Xu Junming who was a hundred feet away. He gritted his teeth, forced his soul to tremble in the sea of consciousness, and activated the wind and thunder flag to fight against the sound of the bell that seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
Qin Mo saw this and was about to slash out with the machete in his hand, but stopped after thinking about it.
"Master Shenying's strength is not inferior to mine, and this boy is his beloved disciple. If this boy is killed by Xu Junming, it will be a complete disgrace to Master Shenying. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and there is no chance that I will have another chance in the future.
Pull Master Shenying into the Holy Cult."
Thinking of this, Qin Mo slowly took back the machete.
Xiao Hongge looked at the Qin Demon across from him with vigilance. While directing Chi Yan's attack to contain the demon, he also paid attention to the battlefield next to him.
The scene where Xu Junming beheaded Guan Hongxue, the King of Divine Sword, also shocked her inexplicably.
If it were her, without preparation, she would be killed instantly by the opponent.
"What a powerful magic weapon, what a superb Hutian Dao cultivation! If we drag this person into the Xuanjing Division, we will not only get a master of weapon refining, but also a strong support."
Originally, I wanted to make Xu Junming the governor of Jiangnan because of his skill in refining weapons, but I didn't expect that he was so powerful.
Although Xiao Hongge didn't want to admit it, the opponent's strength was indeed superior to hers.
Regardless of the two people's thoughts, Xu Junming was in mid-air at this time, looking at the Silver Wolf Prince struggling in the distance under the ringing of the bell.
With a cold expression, he slowly raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.
He will not show any mercy to a person with a sense of injustice, let alone an enemy.
"Save someone under the knife...!"
The mighty sound waves condensed into a line, and even the sword array began to shake.
Looking along the direction of the sound wave, in the distant sky, a light of more than ten feet long, blue and purple in color, like a meteor, was flying rapidly towards me.
Because the speed was so fast, a huge sonic boom appeared in the air.
After glancing at the other party, Xu Junming quickly slashed down with the Yanyue Sword in his hand.
“Swish, swish, swish…!”
Three sword strikes in a row, and the huge waves formed by the three sword energies overwhelmingly pressed down on the Silver Wolf Prince.
The aura of the Wind and Thunder Flag was scattered and was instantly chopped into pieces.
The remaining two protective talismans erupted with powerful wind, thunder and lightning, resisting the sword energy.
But the two wind and thunder couldn't compete with Xu Junming's three Yuanshen-level swords.
The powerful sword energy destroyed the thunder.
Straight towards Prince Silver Wolf.
Just when he was about to resist, he felt the ringing of bells in his ears. His soul was scattered and he instantly lost consciousness.
Death is imminent, and endless regret arises from the bottom of my heart.
"If I listened to Master and didn't seek revenge on Xu Junming privately; if my cultivation level could be higher; if my two senior brothers were by my side, maybe... maybe I wouldn't have to die!"
"Xu Junming...!"
Seeing the sword energy nirvana and annihilating the Silver Wolf Prince, an extremely angry shout rang out in the escaping light.
With a "boom", the powerful wind and thunder sword energy spanned thousands of feet and headed straight towards the sword formation.
“Swish, swish, swish…!”
Sitting cross-legged on the top of the hundred-foot giant sword, the Heavenly Wolf King, Lu Pan, True Lord Xuanyin and Ao Xiu opened their eyes at the same time.
The four of them said goodbye at the same time.
"Four Elephants Killing Immortal Sword!"
A cyan fairy sword that was as solid as a substance was like a huge mountain, heading straight towards the wind and thunder sword energy.
"Boom...!"
Like a level 12 storm, the violent sword energy stirred up Xiajiang City's protective shield and almost shattered it.
'Shua', an old man wearing a white cloak, a high crown in feathers, a slightly raised forehead, a hooked nose, a pointed chin, sharp eyes, a thin face, and a tall and thin body, broke through the storm and appeared hundreds of feet away from the formation.
Body shape.
First, he looked at the place where Prince Silver Wolf disappeared, and then his angry eyes moved to Xu Junming.
"I have already said that I will save others, why do you still want to kill him...?"
Xu Junming looked calm and opened and closed his lips.
"Who do you think...you are?!"
"Okay, okay, this time I will learn the Taoism of Master Chongshan!"
The disciple who inherited the Taoist tradition died in front of him and was despised by a junior. Master Shenying was completely angry.
"Shua...!"
The white cloak turned into two eagle wings that were three feet long and seven feet wide, entwined with wind and thunder.
The two wings slashed vertically, and the two powerful wind and thunder sword energy, like a river bursting its banks, slashed straight towards the sword formation.
Xu Junming's heart moved slightly, and the sword array was instantly put away.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in the palm slashes horizontally, the sword energy is strong and rolling like a tide.
When the sword energy and the light of the sword touched, there was a huge earthquake.
Master Shenying is not a sword cultivator. Although the two eagle wings are spiritual treasures, the sword energy does not have the strong will of the sword cultivator. It lacks the killing aura and is not concise enough.
Otherwise, Xu Junming wouldn't be able to stop him with one strike.
At the same time, Lu Pan, True Lord Xuanyin, Ao Xiu, and the Heavenly Wolf King each held flying swords and flew in all directions.
Master Condor's eyes flashed, his wings trembled, and he retreated hundreds of miles in an instant.
Although the wind and thunder sword energy I just struck was not the full power of the spiritual treasure on my body, it was still 60-70% powerful.
In the end, it was still blocked by this sword formation, which shows how powerful it is.
If you fall into the formation, your life or death will be uncertain.
Moreover, the speed that I am most proud of is also difficult to use.
"Never fall into the trap."
"Don't you want to kill me? Why are you running away? Or, your disciple is not very important in your heart, and your anger just now was just an act."
Xu Junming said sarcastically.
However, Master Shenying is not a fledgling like Prince Silver Wolf. He has been in the spiritual world for nearly hundreds of years. What kind of tricks have he not seen? He is already a veteran.
You won't be thrown into chaos by his few sarcastic words.
"Shameless young man, you can't be considered a righteous monk by relying on formations. If you have the ability to come out and fight with me."
Xu Junming frowned.
This old man is really difficult to deal with.
He only had a limited time to hold on to the true magic of fighting, and he didn't have the time to engage in guerrilla warfare with Master Shenying.
With a thought in his heart, Shang Situ held the 'Netherworld White Bone Flag' and urged the thousand-foot white bone giant to catch up with him in a few big steps.
Six arms opened up, and six giant white bone swords grew out.
With a 'bang' sound, it slashed straight towards Master Shenying.
At the same time, the four flying swords turned into giant swords of a hundred feet, still shrouding the "Tuoshan King" Qin Mo.
Since he has offended the Black Heart Demon Cult to death, this old demon from Montenegro is the number one master, and of course he cannot let him go.