Zhutian Xianwu Editor

It's a pity that as soon as he activated the method of inhalation, his whole body was instantly boiling, rushing violently in the meridians, speeding up the frantic rush to Ji Wushang's palm.

"This, this, this is impossible!!"

Just like Zuo Lengchan's reaction before his death, Tang Ying'e shouted hysterically.

"Let go!"

Seeing Ji Wushang attack Tang Ying'e, Zhong Zhen didn't care about the jealousy in his heart. He drew his sword and cut out a white sword gas, and went straight to the life gate of Ji Wushang.

Ji Wushang glanced at Zhong Zhen, holding the Zhenwu sword in his empty hand and swinging it at random, a cyan sword aura shot out.

It was like a galloping thunder, fast to the extreme, and terrifying to the extreme.

The cyan sword aura broke Zhong Zhen's sword aura away, and the remaining prestige slashed on Zhong Zhen's arm, the blood burst open, and the broken arm flew horizontally.

"what!"

The sword aura was terrible, and the blue light remained undiminished, and the three Songshan sect disciples behind Zhan Zhongzhen fell to the ground before they were exhausted and disappeared.

"Hi!"

It was the first time someone saw Ji Wushang doing his hand. Seeing that he was so relaxed, he suppressed the two super masters, and suddenly he couldn't make a sound, and instinctively inhaled the air-conditioning.

Because of the severe pain, Zhong Zhen's face was distorted, he quickly sealed the wound to stop the bleeding, and shouted at hundreds of Songshan school disciples: "What are you doing in a daze? Let's kill this demon together. No matter how high his martial arts is, there is only one person!"

Zhong Zhen knew in his heart that this purple-clothed boy was so terrifying that even Zuo Lengchan died in his hands, and they were not the same person. Now there is no other way to survive but to consume him by numbers.

A crowd of Songshan sent sects immediately reacted: "Yes!!!"

In an instant, hundreds of sword lights flashed across the air, and the sword lights flashed like lightning, like a turbulent galaxy, rushing towards Ji Wushang, "Kill!!"

"You go up too and kill that demon!"

Upon seeing this, Bao Dachu, Sang Sanniang and other Demon Cult elders immediately ordered their subordinates to do it together. They were not afraid that Ji Wushang would seek them out afterwards. Anyway, they had taken the Three Corpse Brain Pill, and they would never live until the Dragon Boat Festival next year.

They were worried that the other party would link their relatives afterwards, so in their hearts, Ji Wushang must die.

It's just that they gave the order, but instead of going forward, they hid back.

Ji Wushang drained Tang Ying'e all his skills and put it aside. Although this person was not dead, his whole body seemed to be broken into pieces, like a useless person.

Lifting his eyes to see countless sword lights attacking himself, bursts of killing intent penetrated the heart and lungs, Ji Wushang calmly did not press, the Zhenwu in his hand suddenly turned into blue light, shooting at the enemy formation.

The sword was like a rainbow, smoke, and electricity. He moved with the sword and disappeared, leaving only an arc of ghosts and ghosts shuttled in the enemy's formation.

Puff puff!!

Ji Wushang's figure was suddenly lost in the eyes of the Songshan schoolmen, and then only countless electric arcs crisscrossed and crisscrossed in their eyes, and blood was flying wherever the electric arcs passed.

"Ah! Ah!"

"Hands! My hands!"

"Broken, broken foot, save me, brother!"

The stumps and arms in one place are spectacular and infiltrating.

Although these Songshan school disciples' martial arts are at the first-class level, they are strong in their profound skills and fast speed. Their external skills are really ordinary. They fall into Ji Wushang's eyes and there are countless flaws. The astonishing speed of defeating the enemy is even more ordinary in his eyes.

However, at ten breaths of time, hundreds of Songshan sent sects were more than half disabled.

The demon traitors who accompanied the Songshan faction sect to attack, although they were too late, they followed the Songshan faction and others, but they also fell at least a hundred.

Hundreds of first-class masters, this strength is enough to wipe out all the forces in this world for a hundred years, afraid that Shaolin can only close the gate in front of this power, and the unbeaten East can only avoid the edge.

However, at this moment, it was like cutting melons and vegetables.Inexplicably ridiculous, but unable to laugh, some people feel their body chills and their hair is terrifying.

Some righteous leaders were frightened, and originally planned to step forward to help Songshan faction, but at this moment they dare not step forward.

It's a pity that they backed down, and they had to ask Ji Wushang whether to agree.

When Xiang Wentian saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked and hurriedly said to Ren Yingying: "This man's martial arts is too demon. All the people present are not his opponents. Let's leave soon. If it is too late, it will be too late."

Ren Yingying's pretty face was stunned, looking at the long knife that came out of Xiang Wentian's chest, blood splashed on her, dazzling.

puff!

Shangguanyun withdrew the long knife that pierced Xiang Wentian's body and quickly backed away to prevent him from dying back. Seeing Xiang Wentian turned his head and looked at his furious and unwilling gaze, he sneered and said: "Sheng Aunt, Xiang Wentian, you think it is today Can you still go?"

After speaking, he took a signal rocket from his arms, lit the drug lead, and threw it upward.The rocket blasted into the air, exploded with a bang, and turned into a strange white character, like a kind of secret sign.

At the same moment, as the signal rocket exploded, everyone in the entire magic sect saw the white character.

In an instant, everywhere in the main altar, the demon cults who had been chasing and arresting the resistance with the righteous warriors, those who surrendered to the righteous demon cult, immediately tore off the white scarf on their heads, turned the blades, and attacked the righteous warriors.

Unprepared, a group of righteous warriors fell under the blades behind them.They did not expect that the people of the Demon Cult who had originally surrendered would turn back and attack them again.

For a time, countless people were remorseful and hated the Zuo Lengchan and Songshan faction who had accepted these demon sects.

"If you can catch it alive, just cut off your hands and feet so that they can't resist!"

One demon cult incense master chopped down another demon cult who was still wearing a white turban.

Some of these people sincerely surrendered to the right way. They were all subordinates of Bao Dachu and Sang Sanniang. They didn't pull off the white turban on their heads for unknown reasons, and were instantly cut down by other demon cultists as true traitors.

Left standing up and falling to the ground, his hands were broken and his heart was broken.

But the starter didn't even look at him. In his eyes, there was no one standing Songshan school sect, those masters of the Emei sect, Kunlun sword sect, and other decent masters also fell to the ground.

He thought that he had also cut off countless people's hands and feet just to practice their exercises, so he thought of his fate.

He couldn't help laughing madly, kicking his feet fiercely, his body bounced, and he rammed directly into a hard rock, blasting his brain on the spot.

After seeing him, Ji Wushang ordered Shangguanyun: "Don't let them die."

Shangguan Yun quickly responded humbly: "Subordinates understand!"

On the spot, he did not care about chasing down those who were truly apostates, and hurriedly brought hundreds of righteous warriors and demonic traitors who would be abolished by Ji Wushang to subdue them to prevent them from committing suicide, and at the same time heal the injuries, worrying that they would lose too much blood If he died, he would not be able to explain to Ji Wushang.

Other people may not care, the Songshan faction one by one cultivation is the purest sunflower zhenqi, which benefits Ji Wuhuo a lot, and there is no reason to waste it.

Bao Dachu, Sang Sanniang and others fled early when they saw that the situation was not good, until they never saw the evil star again, they quietly breathed a sigh.

"Several elders, who let you go."

Hearing the voice of the evil star sounded behind them, Bao Dachu and the others suddenly trembled, trembling all over, their eyes turned back in horror.

Puff puff!!