Supreme Uprising

“Although I have always admired Jiuzi Xuanzhi, I have to admit that this time Jiuzi Xuanzhi really found the wrong opponent.” In the forum of the Endless Underworld, the warriors of the Xuan Dynasty clan spoke.

And this kind of opening, it's not a meditation. Beyond the virtual world of infinite underworld, there are countless glorious disappointments.

They worship the Ninth Son Xuan Ming, but now, although the Ninth Son Xuan Ming said it was not defeated, any person with a bright eye can see that at this time, the Ninth Son Xuan Ming has been abused like a dog.

Moreover, it is still the kind of broken dog that has no power to fight back at all and can only rely on Mandolo Tianlian to bear it in the midst of the abuse.

This makes it difficult for many martial arts worshippers who worship the Ninth Son Xuanzhi to accept. They feel that the Ninth Son Xuanzhi at this time is an insult to themselves.

They are angry, they are unwilling, but at this point the most they face is helplessness, an anger that is indisputable, but helpless.

“It's better to admit defeat!” The warriors of the Xuanxun tribe gave their choice directly.

But their choice, after all, can only represent themselves. They cannot represent Nine Sons of Xuanzhi.

Compared to these supporters of Jiuzi Xuan Min, those who practiced Xuan Min Wu in exchange for God's great law of heaven are a thrill. If, before, they had some rejection of the Great Law of the Divine Divine Exchange, this rejection no longer exists!

Although the power is borrowed during the night battle in Naran, the so-called borrowed and repaid, others themselves also use the power of Naran night.

And by the way, not a little bit, but a lot.

With so much help, for them, it is in battle and adventure, more than life.

“Jiuzi Xuanzhou really thought he was invincible. Oh, he doesn't look so good either!” There were supporters of Nara Night, who directly blackened Jiuzi Xuanzhen.

Generally, in this case, there will be supporters of Nine Sons Xuanlui, who have begun to support Nine Sons Xuanlui, but now such supporters, though they cannot say no, have become few.

“I don't think the two of them need to fight anymore. Although Jiuzi Xuanzhen is reluctant to admit defeat, it is obvious who is stronger.” After the speech, and even more directly in that endless forum, Jiuzi Xuanzhen was called out.

And there's only two words in the shout - admit defeat!

This call, which was not very much appreciated, was followed up this time by countless Xuan Min Wu men.

At one time, let Jiuzi Xuanzhen confess his defeat, instantly dominating the entire forum of endless underworld.

Although this has no effect on the Nine Sons of Xuanzhou, it is a situation that countless people are looking at.

Ling Yunfei did not speak, but also saw this situation, her heart, at this time of the night of Naran, had a lot more consternation.

The power of the Xuanlui clan was supposed to be so strong compared to the people, and now another Naran night has made Ling Yunfi feel deeply threatened.

Ling Yunfi will definitely use this Naran Night once if the Eradicated Yuan Bo Cannon can be used again.

Among the people, the only one who can compete with this person, I'm afraid, is Luo Yunyang!

Just as Ling Yunfi speculated on the final result, a typo sounded wildly in her ear. Ling Yunfei felt his heart tremble and his subconscious trembled.

Although the word was not directed at her, when she heard it, she heard from it a force she could not understand, but felt terrified.

“Boom boom boom boom! ”

In the shock of Ling Yunfi's heart, she saw four long swords broken at the same time, a stronger and more haunting killing machine than just now, coming out of those four long swords.

This killing intent is like the sky; this killing intent is like the sea; this killing intent...

Even with Ling Yunfi's cultivation, under this insane killing intent, I feel a great distraction. And just as she was about to set her eyes to watch it again, that infinite image of the underworld had just collapsed.

“Infinite underworld is temporarily closed, infinite underworld is temporarily closed, infinite underworld is temporarily closed!” The hurry sounded in Ling Yunfei's mind, and then it was sealed off without knowing how many years of endless earth had existed.

Luo Yunyang did not give any thought to the kind of thriving power that he created by smashing the four swords to seal the endless earth. For him, the most important thing at this time was to provoke the killing intent of the rolling, towards the Nine Sons Xuanlian hiding in the Mando Heavenly Lotus.

Although those four swords filled with infinite killing intent were broken at the instigation of Luo Yunyang, at this time, he had a sword that not only could not control the killing intent like the sea, but his whole person actually had to integrate into the rolling killing intent.

Hard to control, this crazy killing intent has reached such a point that it is difficult for him to control!

In this already somewhat transcendent killing, Nine Sons Xuanzhenna's madly motivated Mando Tianlian, in the moment of contact, is like a piece of paper, gently broken defense.

It was filled with endless killing power and heavily wrapped in the past towards the Nine Sons of Mandalore.

In the eyes of Jiuzi Xuanlui, all fear.

In the past, though he had experienced failures, he had never encountered a situation in which his life had been threatened.

But now he truly feels this threat, and it also gives him the feeling that once he is destroyed at this moment, he will never be able to be resurrected.

“No!” Jiuzi Xuanzhen sipped, his purple sword in his hand, rushed up towards the madness of the broken slaughter.

At this time, he has ignored whether this purple sword will be broken by his own attack, let alone anything else.

Now, the most important thing for Jiuzi Xuanzhen is to preserve his life, so in the moment of waving that sword, his figure, moreover, became endless fiction, rushing in all directions.

Fixed to the point where Jiuzi Xuanzhen was immortalized, he could derive a new body as quickly as possible.

At the moment when Jiuzi Xuan was desperate, he drank like a thunderbolt and sounded in the sky: “Naran Night, show mercy! ”

Drink like thunder and shock the heavens and the earth!

The sound of this drink makes a lot of spectators feel distracted, because the laws hidden in the sound of this drink are too strong.

Luo Yunyang knew from the moment he heard this drink: Lord of the Upper Palace of Meditation! At this time, the lord finally couldn't bear to jump out.

But how could Luo Yunyang be so merciful? For Luo Yunyang, if he can kill Jiuzi Xuanzhi, he will never give up this opportunity.

The so-called beating of the tiger is immortal, and must be killed by the tiger. Luo Yunyang does not want to one day, something will happen that he regrets.

The raging sword light, like a mercury lagoon, everywhere, the body of the Nine Sons of the Road was slaughtered.

And the purple sword, in the moment of collision with the raging, crushing, sincere intent, collapsed into the void.

That countless fiction, that is, winking kung fu, there are only nine remaining shadows, these nine shadows have flown out of dozens of miles.

However, although they seem to have escaped, in fact, they remain within the bounds of Luo Yunyang's raging sword. At first thought, the insane ruined sword intent rushed towards the remaining nine shadows.

“Guilty dare!” In the roar, a long gun broke through the void and came straight towards Luo Yunyang. That surge of tactics implies the intent to destroy everything.

If Luo Yunyang had stood up to this move before, he should be able to easily resist it. At this time, he was already extremely tired and could even be said to be able to use less than 10% of the power at the beginning.

Just as Luo Yunyang thought about how to escape, a giant black giant bowl had blocked his sky.

Above the giant bowl, the figure of Lord Tianwu was like a god. He waved his fists directly, and countless fiction gathered behind Lord Tianwu, pouring his strength into the punch of Lord Tianwu.

Heavenly Martial God Fist!

The fist and black tip of the gun collided in the void, the tip quickly retracted, and Lord Tianwu's fist light, in this collision, broke into pieces.

“Sarah, this time Jiuzi Xuan meditated on the Naran Night Challenge, and it was the Battle of Life and Death. Isn't it against the rules that you did this?” Instead of winning the pursuit, Lord Tianwu continued to float on Tianwu's mortars, asking aloud to the Lord of the Upper Palace.

The figure of the Lord of the Old Pluto also appeared in the void, with a hint of impatience in his voice: “Lord of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts, the Nine Sons of Xuanzhou is a man valued by the Pluto, he... if he dies, you cannot afford it. ”

In response to this threat, Lord Tianwu merely laughed but did not say anything, but likewise refused to allow the way.

How could Luo Yunyang let go of this opportunity? His mind was flashing, and he once again pushed the sword light, which was almost to its limit, towards the remaining nine shadows.

Each of these nine shadows is of immense importance to Jiuzi Xuanzhen.

But after seeing the rescue of the Lord of the Upper Palace stopped, Jiuzi Xuanzhen made a decision, that is, in a moment, eight paths should have run to the shadows of all parties, and had gathered together.

“Boom!”

Eight shadows almost simultaneously broke, rolling blood, instant kung fu, in the void turned into a blood-red earth, towards Luo Yunyang's sword, rushed wildly.

On this occasion, Jiuzi Xuanzhen's only figure instantly blended into the void, ready to leave the heavens and the earth with the help of secret methods.

Once the secret method succeeds, Jiuzi Xuanzhen will succeed in leaving.