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Yulong Nine Acts, Ji Wushang first named the Nine Acts of Human Demon.

"Why don't you join forces with them? This is one of the few opportunities." Lian Xing Qiao smiled, Canruo Xingchen's eyes were unpredictable.

Compared to Lian Xing’s beauty, Yue Yue’s brilliance is not inferior to her. Her skin is as crystalline as jade, and a smile is drawn on her face like suet, but her eyes are cold and bitter. Her voice is misty: "What do you think? Sister? ."

The pair of peerless Shuangshu didn't look like a pair of relatives at the moment.

Lianxing smiled: "Because Xihe?"

There was a softness in Yingyue's eyes: "I won't join hands with those people, so Xihe will hate me forever, but I want to watch him die with my own eyes."

The deep valley where the Earth Spirit Palace is located is now full of black figures.

The people in Zhenwu Temple had already evacuated cleanly, but only Du Sha obtained Ji Wushang's secret order and led the "Punisher" and "Blood Demon Army" to hide here, preparing for the finale.

This is the most elite power of Zhenwu Palace.

"Leader, the rebels began to go up the mountain, the number is not less than 100,000."

Du Shayin's pale face was expressionless: "Continue monitoring."

In the empty hall, Ji Wushang was dressed in a purple robe, with long hair draped, and sitting on the stone steps. At a certain moment, he opened his eyes leisurely.

A seemingly ordinary long sword was slowly pulled out of its scabbard by him.

He hasn't held a sword for years.

laugh!

In the shadow of the main hall, I don't know when there were black shadows.

Suddenly, the shadow distorted.

The shadows seemed to have escaped from the shadows, shooting at Ji Wushang, without a bit of murderous intent, without a trace of life, just like a dead person.

Click!

The actions of those dark shadows were just blinking, terribly fast.

Each of the martial arts is extremely high in the day after tomorrow, and each is a top assassin in the world. With more than a dozen people acting together, even the strong innate will definitely die.

However, at this moment, their weird dissolution in the air.

There was no sound from beginning to end, just like everything was an illusion just now.

However, this is only the beginning.

Boom!

Behind Ji Wushang, the thick wall slammed, and a huge sword light suddenly appeared, slamming Ji Wushang behind, making people unprepared.

The enemy didn't have the slightest nonsense mind, and straightforwardly wanted to take Ji Wushang's life, because they had no turning back, either Ji Wushang died, Zhenwu Palace was destroyed, or they perished, and all the words were meaningless.

boom!

The huge white sword gang swallowed Ji Wushang's body, and the sword was intimidating.

After Jian Gang, a man with a body as thin as a monkey, holding a long sword in both hands, appeared as cold as a zombie.

There was no trace of complacency in his eyes, even if he saw a hit, he still did not dare to be careless, and suddenly a dozen swords of undiminished power were cut out again.

Sword Qi raged, and in the blink of an eye, a mess in the hall, huge sword marks ten feet long appeared on the ground, shocking.

This kind of power, ordinary innate masters will undoubtedly die.

"died?"

"It's not that simple."

"Be careful, and put it separately at this juncture."

One after another, figures appeared in the hall, looking at where Ji Wushang disappeared, his eyes revealed caution and alert.

They didn't believe that this dream monster was killed so easily.

They felt with all their strength, but they didn't find Ji Wushang.

Every breath of these people is extremely terrifying, their appearance is extremely young, but none of them are innate in strength.

Thirty-seven people, 90% of the innate powerhouses in the world gathered together, just to kill one person. They have not been there since ancient times, and even they themselves feel dreamy.

"He's on it." One person said, it turned out to be Shu Han.

Boom!

The majestic hall collapsed, and along with the rubble and wood, there were countless sword auras that poured out like a torrent.

Without warning and unprepared, in the hall, the powerful people did not panic, and they used methods to deal with it, and it seemed to be shaking for a time.

The hall was turned into ruins, Ji Wushang appeared in shape, thirty-seven figures unharmed, surrounded him in a circle, sealing all the way out, and his expression nervous.

Ji Wushang gently wiped the long sword as if he didn't care, his eyes fell on Shu Han, and he said quietly, "Why block your own way."

Chapter 47, The real gap is not the realm

"Bluffing." Shu Han's expressionless face: "It's just a marvelous body technique. You haven't crossed the innate realm, right."

Ji Wushang's action just now shocked everyone, but Shu Han was one of the people who knew him best, combined with what he had just observed, he knew his true state.

Dressed in wealth and nobility, just like a middle-aged wealthy outsider, Qian Tongtian stared at Shu Han and said in surprise, "Is he not born?"

A sluggish man who was as fat as a ball, but rags as a beggar, had his eyes lost. He also raised his head to look at Shu Han, and said in a hurry, "Are you sure?"

Shu Han said neither salty nor indifferent: "Even if he is innate, so many of us join hands, do we still need to have any scruples?"

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help nodding their heads, it was true.

"Mr. Shu is right, even if he is innate, how martial arts is superior to the world, I wait for so many people to join hands, consumption can also exhaust his true energy." Jiang Biehe smiled strangely, revealing himself. Makes scalp numb.

Ji Wushang glanced at him, thinking of Dongfang Undefeated.

It's just that compared to the weirdness and evildoers of the Unbeaten East, this Jiang Biehe who has cultivated the evil spirit sword spectrum is more of a kind of monster weirdness.

Ji Wushang glanced around, and his eyes were cold and cruel in response, not knowing whether it was because of a guilty conscience or cold blood.

He whispered: "Huh said that I am not born, even if I don't use a trace of innocence, there is no other way for you to die today."

His gaze was very calm, without a trace of hostility, but it made people chill inexplicably.