Limitless Sword God

Scorched earth!

There is scorched earth everywhere, the pitch-black ground is cracked dry, and the cracks are like abyss, such as the great mouth of the beast, the black is not winter, there is nothing but black smoke flowing out of it.

Su Yun stared around. He had been walking forward for half a day. Though he did not know how big the top of Wushu God was, guess roughly where it shouldn't be.

“Hmm?”

Su Yun's steps stopped. He looked forward to the past and saw a dark shadow in the heavens, which was like a sky column, connecting the heavens and the earth. Previously separated and blocked by a mountain, it could not be seen. Now, after turning over the mountain, it was immediately reflected in sight.

Su Yunxiao's curiosity accelerated and walked toward the pillar.

However, as he approached the pillar, Su Yun finally saw the man in the top of the Wushu god.

It turns out there are a lot of buildings around this column, all pitch-black, and they stand around this huge column, one by one, and look at the material of these buildings, which seems to be the scorched earth on the ground. And around every building, you can see a lot of people walking around in dark red robes.

Su Yun was just approaching to see a giant stone door in front of these buildings, and a large stone tablet was standing beside the stone door.

“Martial God faction. ”

Su Yun looked at the three big words on the tablet and couldn't help but read them out.

Wushu sect? Is it the sect that ruled the top of Wushu?? Are these the people?

He swept a circle at the people below him and found that many people only had the cultivation of the Spirit Fairy. It was not even the cultivation of the Spirit Fairy. If these people alone, it would not be possible to defeat the people of the Imperial Palace of Surprise.

“Who is it?? ”

At this moment, a burst of drink emerged from the complex, and all the people inside were shocked, looking out, while at the same time, a figure rushed out of the building and flew directly to Su Yun.

Su Yun glanced at him, but saw a man with reddish skin and naked upper body flew out. This man was covered in meat, and his body was swollen like a mountain bag. He was naked and had a Buddha mark on top of his head. He looked like a monk, but his eyes were killing him, not like that.

Su Yun did not deliberately hide the breath. Even if he did not deliberately hide the breath, the overflow of breath was rare. However, he did not expect that it would be perceived. This could surprise him.

Su Yun stared at the monk, who was covered in red, slightly beating him, and his mind was somewhat stunned.

Third class Spirit Immortal?

Is there only the power of the Spirit Immortal? How did you find me? Su Yun was a little confused. What's so special about this guy? Or do people of the Wushu sect have this special ability?

Interesting, it seems that the Wushu faction is not simple.

“You don't smell like a Wushu, who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

The monk drank angrily at Su Yun. His voice was loud and full of intense fire, as if Su Yun had provoked him.

“My name is Su Yun. Naturally, I am not from Wushu sect. I came from outside. I came to the top of Wushu god to find someone. I wonder who your Excellency is? ”

Su Yun asked faintly.

“You say you're an outsider?? ”

When the monk heard about it, he burst into flames and his eyes were almost invisible. He simply ignored whether Su Yun would explain it or not. He rushed straight past it, punched his hands and blew them away.

Those two fists actually lit a red flame and the temperature was extremely high, striking Su Yun like two fireballs.

Su Yun frowned and his face slightly sunkened.

The fist came in, he didn't hide, he just stood in place...

Bang! Bang!

Two boring sounds emerged.

Just look at those two fists like fireballs hit Su Yun's chest in the air and then stopped....

The flame on his fist immediately diffused into Su Yun's body, but before it spread long, it dissipated directly without a trace.

The monk stunned for a moment and looked up at Su Yun, but found him intact! There are no wounds all over the body!

“What?”

The monk's face changed dramatically.

Is your offense completely ignored by this guy??

He hurried to close his fists and planned to retreat, but just as he was about to leave, a palm instantly stretched out, clawed directly and strangled him.

Offensive, fast, doesn't give people any time to react, let alone to defense...

dā!

The monk's neck was strangled and the man immediately lifted it. The palm of his hand poured out a subtle force, penetrating into his skin and into the great fairy veins in his body, directly sealing off all the pixie in his body.

The monk immediately struggled, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break the bondage of this big hand. He opened his eyes to Su Yun, but found that this man was already faceless. In those eyes, the cold killing intent was stronger.

“Stop!! ”

“Hurry up and let the nurse go!! ”

“Arrest him!! ”

The roar erupted.

These Wushu factions had a grumpy temper. In this move, they were killing each other. One by one, they threw a sword at Su Yun. It was surprising that the sword burst into flames as they waved.

The atmosphere used by the Wushu faction seems to be related to fire.

Su Yun frowned, his face suddenly dropped and his voice became cold: “Is this the way Wushu sects welcome guests? Yes! Yes!!! ”

His voice fell, his arms trembled, a snow-white sword instantly appeared in his palm of hand, watching him tremble the snow-white sword. The monk strangled by his left hand immediately burst apart, and the corpse was splashed with blood to all sides, and those who rushed over were no exception. In the presence of the power of Su Yun, the Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual Spiritual only for the part of slaughtered.

A snow-white sword shadow swept past and watched as the Wushu sects were mutilated and massive amounts of flesh turned into rain falling down.

Su Yun held his sword, his eyes were red and his face was cold.

His slaughter finally deterred the angry Wushu factions, whose faces were white and they looked in awe at the blood-stained Su Yun in the middle of the sky and did not attack.

“I came here just to find someone, I hope you'll cooperate with me, I don't want to kill. ”

Su Yun said faintly.

“What a man who doesn't want to kill!! Your Excellency has trespassed on my Wushu land and slaughtered my Wushu people, and now he says something like this. Why? Do you think I'm unattended? Or does your honor despise me at all? ”

At this time, there was a low voice in the distance, the spiral was the formation of fiction coming from inside the Wushu sect. These fiction came out of the tens of thousands, from all directions of the Wushu sect. Finally, they gathered together in front of Su Yun. Finally, they became a man wearing a black robe carrying a long knife. The man was extremely strong, wearing a long crown, a straight beard, and full of perforations. Especially amazing is that he did not reveal a little breath all over his body, quite the feeling of a tall man who did not reveal the mountain and did not leak.

Su Yun casually swept the man's eyes and asked him faintly: “Are you the master of Wushu sect? ”

“I am the second elder of Wushu! ”

“Let your master come out, you are not my opponent. ”

“What a big breath.” Iron Buddha was not angry, but smiled lightly: "But I have stood at the top of the Wushu god for so many years. What kind of man has not seen it? Even all kinds of immortals, we see it very often, but arrogant guys like you, but this is the first time I've seen it, we haven't fought yet, how do you know I'm not your opponent? ”

The iron knife in his hand mentioned slightly.

But at this moment, a cold killing momentarily covered his body, the iron trembled, the cry was not good, people hurried back.

But he could still move in the future, with one hand instantly running through his chest, grabbing his flesh and pulling him over.

Puchi...

Spitting blood in the mouth of the iron, it was supposed to be a spiritual appearance that immediately became depressed.

That hand belonged to Su Yun. So Su Yun caught him. The two of them looked at him face to face. He stared at him coldly. Iron Bung wanted to struggle, but suddenly he found that his immortality had disappeared. It seemed that all of them had been pumped out by the hand that pierced his chest!!

Instantly beaten by each other!

He was stunned and thought of such horrible things as if he had forgotten his own pain.

How can it be like this? How... could it be like this?

“How do you think we need to fight each other? ”

Su Yun stared at the iron curtain and coldly said.

He could see the horrors that seeped in this iron eye.

He was scared, and... scared shivered all over Cesar.

“I will only give you one chance and one chance for you Wushu men, only once! You, quickly notify your Wushu faction's commander to come see me, otherwise... don't blame me myself for finding him. ”

This threatening statement fell, Su Yun waved his hand and threw the iron bolt out.

Iron fell to the ground and spit blood in his mouth. Almost no Wushu faction in the distance dared to step forward.

Even Lord Tetsuo is an obsolete trick, he can't even fight back, let alone say they are people.

Who exactly is this fellow? From which interface??

Fearing not to leave Su Yun, he was thrown on the ground, rose up hard, and then slowly left. Looks like he was going to notify the master.

However, before long, the sky suddenly turned red, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, the earth swayed, the ground split directly, and a great deal of magma erupted from the crack.

Seeing this scene, the Wushu disciples present, one by one, knelt directly on the ground and shouted out loud.

“Welcome to the helm!! ”