Jue Wushen also nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said in a deep voice: "Tian'er is doing things safely, so you can rest assured as a father. The Han army rebelled, and the Ming court was in chaos. There is no time to care about the world. That’s what gave us the opportunity.”

"Wu Shenjue Palace has come across the sea this time, and everything has been prepared, the first thing is to ask the Power Gang to operate on the Tianxiahui!"

Juetian hurriedly bowed, and said: "Father, my son has received a tip from the spies. Xiong Ba, the leader of the Tianxiahui, invited the power leader to fight on the top of Tianshan Mountain. Father is invincible. These two... .Absolutely no opponent!"

"good very good!"

Jue Wushen's beard curled up on his lips, he laughed sinisterly and wildly, and said: "Xiong Ba and Li Chenzhou are both brave and foolish. If they gather in Tianshan Mountain, they will definitely fight and lose. Wushen Jue Palace suppresses the martial arts in the Central Plains. Let's start with the power lord and the world guild leader!"

Wushenjue Palace has been planning for this invasion of Shenzhou for many years, and it has planted a secret in Shenzhou.

At this time, I have the opportunity to extend my claws into the Central Plains. If I can step on the world in one fell swoop, I will follow the power to help the superior, and the prestige of Wushenjue Palace is bound to be as high as the sky!

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The night was as dark as ink.

The originally bright moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and it was so pitch black that only the sound of rushing water crashing against the shore could be heard.

Teams of Dongying warriors in black and strange uniforms swept ashore in a vigorous manner.

Such a scene is like Shura Yaksha, crawling from purgatory to the human world, cold and full of murderous intent.

"The tens of thousands of Rakshasa ghosts from Wushenjue Palace came out and swept the martial arts forest in the Central Plains, what is the point!?"

Juetian stood with his shoulders in his arms, with a cold arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Ghost Rakshasa is the super elite in Wushen Jue Palace. He is a deadly soldier who has been trained by Absolute Wushen for several years. He has strict rules and iron rules. Each of them has the combat power of one against ten. The old emperor, the master, was afraid of three points.

He is the most beloved son of Jue Wushen, and he is destined to take over everything from his father. Just thinking that in the future when his father lands in the imperial city of the Central Plains, he can also sit on the red gold pan dragon chair, Jue Tian almost burst into laughter Come!

"who!?"

He is also considered to be very talented, even when he was proud, he did not let down his vigilance, only heard the sound of weapons piercing the air, and his ears immediately perked up.

"Not good! Someone is ambushing on the shore!!"

Not long after, a warrior from Japan wearing a Rakshasa black robe rushed to report the news.

"How did Juexin do things? Didn't it mean that the Han army was negligent and had already transferred the army to the front line, heading straight for Zhongzhou? Why are there still people ambushing!"

Juetian's expression changed several times, and finally he sneered: "That's fine! That's fine! You're a warrior from the Central Plains, and you really don't care about life and death, and dare to provoke me, Wushenjuegong, then let these guys know how powerful Wushenjuegong is! "

After finishing speaking, Juetian made a fierce gesture of lore.

To enter Shenzhou, it is necessary to sweep the martial arts of the Central Plains first. Jue Tian just went crazy in order to get rid of the prestige of Wushen Jue Palace.

The Ghost Rakshasa was sniped by the warriors of the Central Plains, which only caused a certain degree of confusion, but no serious casualties. Only after hearing Juetian's order, these ghost Rakshasa no longer covered their bodies, and they jumped up and plundered. Pounce on the shore.

Thousands of ghosts travel at night, and their vigor breaks through the sky.

All of a sudden, the killing sound shook the sky, and the momentum was huge.

On the shore, a handsome young man's face changed slightly, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Your Majesty really knows things like a god! Brother Yun, these Japanese barbarians are so rampant and brutal. It's a pity that they have to kill them tonight." ..."

"For those who are not of my race, their hearts must be different. Don't let one of them step into the Central Plains today!"

Bu Jingyun's face was as cold as iron, and he spit out a word coldly: "Kill!"

The crimson cloak on his back was rolled up like a violent cloud, swept over twenty feet, and the cloud-dispelling palm was sent out in the air, and the majestic and incomparable energy came crashing down, immediately smashing dozens of ghosts in front of him. Swept away!

"A horrifying glance!"

Fengshen's legs exploded, Nie Feng's body turned into an afterimage, and the family heirloom sword in his palm suddenly burst into a cold light, and the knife gang, which was more than ten meters long, split into the air and went away!

This cold, domineering, and straightforward knife has an astonishing lethality, and it also killed the ferocious ghost Raksha.

These two masters attacked outrageously, causing the ghost Luosha's Wan Gui Ye Xing to be in chaos.

In the darkness, a middle-aged scribe in green robes, with his hands behind his back, was calm and composed, and still had time to comment on the two of them: "Bu Jingyun is decisive in killing and attacking, and his talent is amazing. If he cultivates a little bit, he will have a bright future in the future. He may be the second Li Chenzhou. ..."

"As for Nie Feng, he was able to fully comprehend the six tactics of Aohan in just a few days, which shows that his talent is not inferior to that of Bu Jingyun, but his kindness and softness are beyond the benevolence of a woman!"

"Evil King, when are you going to make a move?"

The white phoenix feather robe fluttered, and the excitement and murderous intent couldn't be concealed on his face.

"At this time, do it now, and scare the snake. If the big fish escapes, the gain will outweigh the loss..."

The corner of Xie Wang Shi Zhixuan's mouth showed a slight curvature, he raised his hand and pressed it falsely, and said: "Wait a little longer, when General Qi Jiguang arrives with his troops, the overall situation will be settled."

"Here!"

The moonlight shone on Shi Zhixuan's hair on both sides of the temples, and the snow was shining silvery, but Baifeng did not dare to be contemptuous, and saluted respectfully.

Liu Hao overwhelms the heavens and the world, and there are as many masters under his command as crucian carp crossing the river, and there are not a few talented monsters. The big Tsing Yi in front of him looks like a casual and handsome middle-aged scribe, but he is actually the supreme master of the hall of worship!

That was an honor for only a few tens of millions of people. The commander of Jinyiwei once warned Baifeng not to be rude to the master of the hall of worship.

"Central Plains martial arts are nothing more than that!"

Juetian fought bloody battles, wielding a knife to kill excitedly, laughing and shouting wildly, advancing step by step.

Jue Wushen's unique knowledge passed down from his family also has its own unique features. Ghost Raksha followed closely behind, with saber aura criss-crossing and tearing the sky, which is quite impressive.

At this moment, suddenly there was a fierce and unparalleled palm force, like a mountain topples the sea, Juetian felt awe-inspiring, and hurriedly parried with his sword, only heard the sound of bang bang, he couldn't hold it anymore, and kicked his feet towards the ground. Back dozens of steps! ! ....