Before the words were spoken, the knife arrived first.

Zhan Wuque's body was shining with light. As his body qi and blood burst out, it was like a furnace of heaven and earth, steaming into heaven and earth!

The Yin-Yang Knife was held by him with both hands, and with great force, the knife roared loudly, like a dragon roaring and phoenix roaring, shocking and terrifying.

The sword light shines, constantly swallowing and spitting, several feet long, like a white horse, with its sharpness spreading.

Zhan Wuque was possessed by the God of War, and he was fearless and slashed forward. The momentum that had been silent burst out from him!

This is the momentum of moving forward!

In an instant, the earth shook, and the sharpness of the sword made some close-kicks of the Wu Emperor's body cold, as if they were about to be sca.

Their eyes showed horror and they quickly retreated.

Tianjizi stood in the void, holding a black flag in his hand, and a slight breath emanated from his body and merged into the flag.

Several tornadoes surrounded him, like stars arching the moon.

Endless black air emanated from the banner, and bursts of clanging sounds came from it, as if thousands of troops were coming, and the shouts of killing were shocked. Within a hundred meters, a warrior with a weaker strength would be shattered and died.

This is a soul attack!

The sound waves turned invisible into tangible, like waves, and rushed towards Zhan Wuque at an extremely fast speed.

However, Zhan Wuque had the remnant soul of the God of War to protect his body, and Wuwei was still moving forward. The sound waves passed by him without any effect.

Tianjizi's face changed, and he slapped the flag suddenly, and a miserable scream came out.

Spirit Attack!

Moreover, the attack of this soul was extremely terrifying, and a silver needle suddenly appeared in the void.

This is the sound wave, which has become a real thing, and it is pitch black all over, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

The black silver needle flashed, and the reappearance was already at the center of Zhan Wuque's eyebrows.

“Duh!”

Zhan Wuque breathed lightly, and the silver needle suddenly collapsed.

At this time, he had already attacked Tianjizi and slashed him with one knife.

"How is that possible!"

The moment the black silver needle collapsed, Tianjizi squirted out a mouthful of black blood.

The black silver needle was transformed by the core power of the black banner. The flag was sacrificed by him for many years and was connected to his mind. The black needle collapsed and he was severely injured.

But this is not the time to think about this. Zhan Wuque had already come close to him and came to kill him.

"Little bastard!"

Tianjizi put away the black flag and fell into his hand with a broad sword.

"The wind rises!"

Tian Jizi shouted loudly, and several tornadoes that were hovering beside him suddenly merged, turning into a thick tornado, covering Tian Jizi's entire body.

This tornado is not comparable to the natural wind, but is formed by Tianjizi using his great magic power to extract a trace of heaven and earth's power. Its power is more than ten times or a hundred times greater!

"cut!"

Tian Jizi held the broad sword tightly and waved it violently. The tornado's wind speed suddenly accelerated, and finally it rose from the ground and collided with Zhan Wuque's sword.

It was a long time to talk about it, and from Zhan Wuque's attack to the present, the two of them collided fiercely, and they didn't even have a breath.

The collision of swords and swords did not occur.

Zhan Wuque passed through the tornado directly, but his face was slightly pale.

Behind him, the tornado gradually dissipated, and the broken body fell heavily from the air to the ground.

One knife, Tianjizi, die!

The whole audience was dead silent.

On the blade of the Yin-Yang Knife, a drop of blood slowly slid down, and finally tickled and smashed into the dust.

The voice seemed to wake everyone up, and someone roared.

"Go together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundred martial emperors launched the most powerful attack and attacked Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque put away the Yin-Yang Sword and used "Nine Steps of the Dragon" to avoid the joint attack from everyone.

"Boom!"

More than a hundred martial emperors joined forces to fight, so terrifying that they directly blasted a huge deep pit where Zhan Wuque was standing just now.

It was not over yet. Seeing Zhan Wuque avoiding it, they immediately surrounded him.

But Zhan Wuque's speed is so fast. "Nine Steps of the Dragon" is a small-scale body technique against the enemy. Now he has been trained to the level of mystery. While walking, a dragon shadow flashed by under his feet, and his whereabouts are vague.

He took the initiative to attack, rushed into the crowd, and opened and closed.

"Kowloon Questioning the Sky" was activated to the extreme by him. A faint light film covered his body. Coupled with the power of the Chaos Battle Body itself, even a mid-level mysterious weapon could not hurt his body.

In addition, his eight veins were opened at once, and the power of the great martial arts master was activated to the extreme.

In the secret, he even tried his best to operate the invincible method.

But even so, after a meeting, he was beaten to bleeding from his mouth and nose.

No matter how strong he is, he has limits.

Even if Tianjizi stood here, he could not withstand so many sieges of the Martial Emperors.

What's more, Zhan Wuque is only the pinnacle of the great martial arts master.

Without using the semi-district Yin-Yang Sword and Sword Drawing Technique, his comprehensive strength can be at most equal to the Martial Emperor's Peak.

He was slightly injured after just a meeting, but he used his body skills to avoid most of the attacks, otherwise even if he had a fighting body, he would be beaten and destroyed.

"There's a chance!"

Someone's eyes lit up.

"I understand. He can kill Tianjizi because of that knife. Without the knife, his strength is not as strong as me!"

"If I read it correctly, it would be a land-level weapon!"

A red-haired old man walked out of the crowd.

Master of the Tower of the Vessel Tower, Hong Tao!

He also participated in the array of siege and killing battles.

But now he has too much greed in his eyes and no longer has the image of being respected before.

Under the dual stimulation of the earth-level weapons and earth-fire, he was almost losing his mind.

"District-level weapon!"

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of excitement.

They didn't expect that there would be such unexpected gains. Although the earth-level weapons are not as good as earth fire, they are also rare treasures in the world!

"Bang!"

A black thing suddenly hit Hong Tao hard, and it was extremely fast. Hong Tao was shocked and had no time to completely avoid it. It was hit on half of the shoulder, and it was immediately bloody and fuzzy.

He screamed, and half of his body was smashed to pieces!

The dark thing passed through Hong Tao and smashed into the crowd. Seeing Hong Tao's miserable situation, everyone dared not take it head-on. They hurriedly dodged away. For a moment, the people were overturned.

When the object was re-held by Zhan Wuque, they realized that it turned out to be a brick.

A brick!

Zhan Wuque's eyes were cold, and his combat power suddenly increased by a thousand times.

The star core condenses the power of a star, which is amazingly heavy and extremely hard, so even a magic weapon is difficult to leave traces on it.

Even so, with so many people besieging him, Zhan Wuque was quickly hit hard, covered in blood, terrifying and terrifying.

But his eyes were cold and he was still fighting.

"boom!"

With one punch, the Invincible Technique was touched, ten times the attack, ten times the speed, the Wuhuang in front of him was smashed into his chest by Zhan Wuque's punch.

"Buzz!"

Someone sacrificed a bronze bell and attacked from behind, covering Zhan Wuque. The surface of the bell suddenly shone with golden light, and monk figures appeared one after another in the air.

The figures of the monks were all solemn in treasure. They sat cross-legged in the void, their lips moved slightly, as if they were singing, and the sound of the Sanskrit was rolling.

The big clock kept trembling, and his civil war was incomplete. He immediately felt an endless force pressing on every inch of his body, trying to erase him.
Chapter completed!