Zhutian Xianwu Editor

"kill!"

With a cold roar, Mu Gaofeng, Ji Wushi, Huang Boliu, You Xun, Sima Da, Mobei Shuangxiong, Yan Sanxing, Qiu Songnian, Yuling Taoist, Tongbai Shuangqi, and more than a dozen top or second-rate top players Reach a tacit understanding and shoot at the same time.

The dozens of martial arts weapons are different, but they are all extraordinary people. Suddenly, the dozens of cold rays of light are like thunder and lightning, and their vigor is intertwined vertically and horizontally. In the rain curtain, a dozen vacuums are simultaneously released, and the raindrops touch the vapor. .

After them, the three hundred underworld heroes boiled, and at the same time, they moved forward and attacked in groups, not giving Ji Wuhuo a chance.

Mu Gaofeng is ugly in appearance, hump-backed and short and chubby, with a bent sword, looking at Ji Wushang whether he is happy or sad, he is jealous, but he sneer on his face.

"Die!"

The camel sword turned into cold light, sharp and vicious, and shot at Ji Wushang.

At the same time, Yan Sanxing, Qiu Songnian, Yuling Taoist, Tong Bai Shuangqi and others cooperated, and the five ultimate moves were divided into up and down, left and right directions to attack Ji Wuchun's vital points.In addition, nine people including Ji Wushi, Huang Boliu, You Xun, Sima Da, and Mobei Shuangxiong directly attacked Ji Wushen's back and laid a boundless killing net.

The offensive is fierce, and other first-class masters may not escape it.

Mu Gaofeng faced Ji Wushang directly, and saw that the other party's eyes were flustered and not as calm as a living person, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

Ji Wushang lifted his sword and started in a very usual starting style.

puff!

The camel sword pierced Ji Wuhuan's body, but Mu Gaofeng didn't feel any real feeling. It was an afterimage, and the sword fell through.

Mu Gaofeng panicked and didn't respond. When the sword light flashed, his eyes were filled with blood, and his eyes rolled.

"not good!"

The other fourteen people's killer moves were also failed, but when Mu Gaofeng's head flew up, his heart was shocked. Goodbye to the young man, but shattered like a phantom.

Facing more than a dozen masters besieged and killed, Ji Wushang did not dare to keep it at this time.

The Taoist Jade Spirit used the octagonal spike hammer, forced to calm down, his eyes flew, and then looked for the boy, but saw a little cold light flash in his eyes.

puff!

A sword pierced through the Yuling Taoist's left eye, Ji Wushang controlled the sword, and the Yuling Taoist's head exploded, and white syrup was flying.

The other thirteen people had difficulty reacting, horrified in their hearts, and hesitated in their actions.

It is true that Ji Wushang's movements are too fast, making it difficult for them to react.

Ji Wushang controls the timing, does not retreat but advances, the body is like a ghost dance, the long sword is virtual if nothing, penetrates the rain curtain, with boundless forest.

puff!puff!puff!puff

Large swaths of red and white liquid gushing, very spectacular.

Thirteen people including Ji Wushi, Huang Boliu, You Xun, Sima Da, Mobei Shuangxiong, Yan Sanxing, Qiu Songnian, Yuling Taoist, Tong Bai Shuangqi and other thirteen people attacked Ji Wushen all together, with fierce killers, ten The three heads suddenly exploded and died unexpectedly.

However, the bodies of those thirteen people still maintained their attacks, strange and inexplicable.

"Quick back!"

In addition, some of the good players were slower, but they escaped.In the blink of an eye, I saw all the fifteen good players killed, my eyes were shocked, the hair stood upright, and even the blood became cold, stopping the attack and retreating into the formation.

Looking at the boy again, his heart jumped suddenly.

At this moment, hundreds of underworld warriors rushed in. Dozens of cold soldiers swamped Ji Wushang's figure, and saw that countless cold light killed Ji Wushang's limbs. He was not killed at all, apparently deliberately destroying his limbs. Left the life torture the evil sword spectrum.

The offensive was intense, horrifying and terrifying.

boom!

Energetic boiling.

The remaining few first-rate masters were shocked, and they didn't dare to be confident that they could survive in them. It was expected that no matter how high martial arts, he would still have to be injured.

laugh!

A ball of silver light exploded from the crowd, and hundreds of sword shadows flew up.

The dozens of people closest to Ji Wushang were as fragile as tofu, instantly turning into pieces of corpses, flying blood, turning into a rain of blood.

Hundreds of underworld heroes are stagnant.

Looking at the young man again, it was astonishing to see a demon.

Ji Wushang was unscathed, and his handsome face was still plain. He stepped out in one step, like walking on snow in a dream, as if it were true and illusion.

The body is like a ghost, and as fast as lightning.

He took the initiative to break into a group of heroes of the underworld, letting the surging killing intent surge, thousands of cold soldiers came, he seemed to have not seen him.

The long sword in his hand turned into a boundless glow, and the place he passed was as if no one entered. Not no one stopped, but all the obstructing people turned into corpses.

The sky is full of clouds and rain, and the blood mist is flying.

After a while, more than a hundred underworld heroes have been killed by Ji Wushangjian.

At this time, he did his best, the first-class masters are not yet the enemy of a sword, and even more than hundreds of people are second or third-rate generations, and they are not masters.

Countless black and red colors rushed to Ji Wushang, and in the sea of ​​knowledge, on the two lotus platforms, black and red flames grew wildly.

Ji Wushang was too crazy to kill, just like killing Shura, making the remaining underworld heroes fearful, and the offensive couldn't help being slow.

Ji Wushang did not intend to be merciful, like a swimming dragon, stepping over tens of meters in one step, breaking into the heavy silhouettes, head and limbs severed and flew across.

"Ok?"

Ji Wushang swiftly retracted his sword, and a black shadow behind him resembled a ghost, shooting out from the crowd, like a flash of thunder and lightning, revealing thousands of killing intent.

Obviously, this move has been accumulating for a long time, only to kill with one blow.

Cang!

After Ji Wushang, the two swords intersected, the sound of the swords was chilling.

This is the first time his sword has come into contact with other weapons, because Ji Wushang's swords are all rushing for human lives, ignoring enemy weapons at all.

It can be seen that this attacker's attack is fast.

This is a first-rate master who is not inferior to the peak of wood.

But, so what!

Hum!