When Juetian stabilized his figure, his chest was filled with qi and blood, and he was inexplicably shocked: "There are such people in the Central Plains Wulin, why don't you vote for Wushenjue Palace, I will guarantee your prosperity and wealth, and dominate the Central Plains Wulin!"

At this time, Wushenjue Palace is still powerful, and tens of thousands of ghosts, Rakshasa, and thousands of ghosts are walking around at night, and the person who made the attack is alone and deeply trapped in the enemy's formation, fearless of death!

Jue Tian was intimidated by the threat of his palm, he had long regarded the incoming person as a formidable enemy, and if he tried to solicit, he could succeed if he could, and even if he couldn't, he could take the opportunity to adjust his breath and restore his true energy.

"The one who killed you."

Bu Jingyun's face was extremely stern, but he didn't say much to Juetian. With his cloak rolled up, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, flying into the sky like a cannonball.

The other person is in the air, with both hands making the dark cloud in the palm of the cloud block out the sun.

The black, deep and majestic cloud-dispelling palm erupted, and it already affected the power of heaven and earth, and it descended like a thousand zhang dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and covering the top of Juetian's head.

"you wanna die!!"

Shocked and angry, Juetian drew his saber backhand, and suddenly clasped his hands together, gathered all the vigor in his body, and suddenly split the air and slashed!

A half-moon-shaped light blue saber pierced the sky and shot straight at Bu Jingyun.

This saber's posture is strange, but its lethality is astonishing. It is designed to break the true energy of the inner family.

This is not the time to talk about martial arts morality. Bu Jingyun broke into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation alone to snipe Juetian. It was extremely dangerous. Nie Feng was worried about his mistakes, so he followed closely. Wherever Fengshen's leg passed, it was like a hurricane Blizzard, Xue Yin danced with knives, layers of saber aura piled up like snow, blocked Juetian's saber aura, and joined forces with Bu Jingyun to kill Juetian.

Juetian is a martial arts genius in Dongying, and he was taught by his father carefully. His martial arts are not inferior to anyone in Fengyun, but now that Fengyun is combined, Cloud Paiyun palm and Fengshen legs come from the same source, and their strength is combined. Affecting the vitality of the heaven and the earth to riot, the vitality of the two suddenly increased by three points, and Juetian was immediately overwhelmed.

"Damn it! Central Plains martial arts, when such a character appears, these two difficult things, I will leave it to my father to take care of them!"

If you continue to fight, you may be able to sustain undefeated for hundreds of rounds, but the chances of winning are not great. This is of no benefit to Wushenjuegong's grand plan. Nie Feng turned around and retreated.

Feng Yun and Feng Yun were about to attack with all their strength, but they only heard a cold snort from a distance.

A pale golden majestic figure came swiftly from the darkness like a ghost. The wind howled and came very fast. It stomped on the head of Ghost Raksha one after another, and in an instant, it came to the front. Above this golden light and shadow.

boom!

boom! !

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have extraordinary talents in martial arts. They have long been the first-class masters in the Jianghu. Fengshen's legs and Paiyun's palm are so powerful. If the two of them work together, even if they are facing the mountain wall, they will be smashed to pieces.

However, the strength of the palm and the shadow of the legs seemed to have collided with a huge golden wall, and two deep bangs erupted in succession, but it was like a bull falling into the sea. However, this majestic golden figure took root on the ground with both feet standing on the ground, standing there without the slightest Not moving!

"Junior, dare to hurt my son!?"

Amidst the arrogant laughter, that golden shadow blazed, swept his arms across, and Ping Ping punched out with both fists, directly hitting Feng Yun and Yun who were volleying and killing them.

"Senior Brother Yun, be careful!"

Nie Feng's five senses were extraordinary, and he suddenly felt Wu Chou's fierce force rushing toward his face, and the shadows of Fengshen's legs came out in unison, and he opened the distance in time with the strength of his fist.

Bu Jingyun let out a beast-like growl from his throat, and successively used several killing moves in the Paiyun Palm. Heavy black clouds gathered in front of him, and collided with the golden fist shadow. The strength of the fist threw Bu Jingyun away, and he did several somersaults in the air before he settled down.

The punch was as strong as a river and sea tide, extremely domineering, it had invaded the internal organs along the meridians, Bu Jingyun swayed, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with dark red blood.

Nie Feng was very anxious, Fengshen moved, and suddenly rolled up, and Jingyun with his feet spun away dozens of feet away, letting go of the golden shadow's pursuit.

boom! ! !

There was a loud bang, where Bu Jingyun was originally standing, there was a burst of vigor and madness, and a huge deep pit was blown out!

"My lord, you are invincible in martial arts!"

"My lord, you are invincible in martial arts!"

Tens of thousands of ghost Rakshasas on the field saw this majestic golden armored figure like a god, and they repelled the powerful enemies one after another. The eye holes under the mask of the ferocious ghost all showed frantic light, and erupted like a mountain roar and a tsunami. General roar.

Absolutely Wushen obviously enjoyed the feeling of being respected by all the people, opened his arms, laughed wildly, and said: "I came from Dongying across the sea, just to conquer the martial arts in the Central Plains, you two juniors, your martial arts are not so good. Yes, it must be a rare hero in the Central Plains martial arts..."

"There is a saying in Zhongyuan that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Why don't you two join me under my command? In the future, Wushenjue Palace will sweep the rivers and lakes, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, and possess status and power that ordinary people can't imagine. drop......"

Before Ju Wu Myth was finished, Bu Jingyun rushed out again brazenly.

After suffering an internal injury, Bu Jingyun's offensive became more and more fierce. He actually gave up on the defensive and concentrated all his vigor on the offensive.

In a fit of rage, a blow that pierced the sky and cleared the clouds pierced through a thousand junctures, as if it could tear open the sky, and the fierce attack was absolutely useless.

"You bastard who doesn't know how to praise, you must die today!"

Jue Wushen let out a cold snort, his eyes gleamed, he rolled his cloak, turned his hands and punched again, the punches were wide open and closed, powerful and powerful, facing Paiyun's palm strength.

The fists and palms intersected again, and there was a violent roar in the air. Bu Jingyun's body was tilted, and he flew back thirty feet again, plowing the ground with his feet, and actually plowed a deep furrow several feet long, and hit a giant tree. tree.

Nie Feng was inexplicably shocked!

Senior brother Yun's cloud-dispelling palm energy is best known by Shen Xiong, who has been counted in the entire Central Plains martial arts, and there are only a handful of people who can follow it!

This burly man with gold armor from Dongying had just received punches from the two of them, and he was unscathed. Now he threw a punch, but Bu Jingyun was blown away.

In this world, there is actually someone with such domineering skills! ? ....