"Master Yuming!"

The expressions of the Shura Hall disciples changed drastically.

But unfortunately, with their strength, they cannot intervene in the battle between the combined realms, and even if they could, their speed is far slower than that of Jin Zhengyan.

At this moment, Jin Zhengyan succeeded with one blow, his eyes were filled with fierceness and cruelty.

The figure flashed and shot away like lightning.

Obviously he didn't want to give his opponent any chance to stand up or escape, and he wanted to kill him quickly.

A bright sword shadow also fell immediately, carrying the intention of killing.

"Master Yuming, be careful!"

The disciples of the Shura Hall were anxious, but they had no choice but to watch this scene helplessly, watching the domineering sword strike towards the life-preserving Shura who was flying out in a hurry. Once the sword fell, the latter would be killed.

He must have died of serious injuries on the spot.

Looking at this sword, Yuming Shura's expression changed greatly, and a touch of paleness appeared on his face.

He had been injured before, and he had not stabilized his body at the moment, so how could he take this blow.

Moreover, there is already a big gap in strength between the two. The power of this sword was something that even in his heyday he would not dare to challenge head-on.

Not to mention being hit hard at this moment.

So... facing this sword, his face became extremely ugly.

On the contrary, the corner of Jin Zhengyan's mouth evoked a touch of cruel pleasure, as if he had foreseen his opponent's fate.

The sword fell immediately.

The crowd was all shocked, and Kim Zhengyan's domineering power once again penetrated his mind.

brush!

However, at this critical moment, a blue sword shadow suddenly fell from the sky, like a blue rainbow, penetrating the sky and the earth, and struck first before Jin Zhengyan's sword was about to fall.

This sword penetrates everything and the void collapses.

Even Jin Zhengyan's sword couldn't withstand this majestic energy and collapsed inch by inch.

"what happened?"

The crowd was full of astonishment and completely confused. No one expected that a sword shadow would suddenly appear at this moment.

Jin Zhengyan was no exception, his pupils shrank sharply, full of disbelief.

He is obviously different from the crowd.

What he couldn't believe was that this sword was so powerful that it defeated his own attack. What was even more unbelievable was that during the fierce battle with the Lord of Slaughter, the opponent still had the energy to pay attention to everything here.

This strength...

"Bastard! You are ignoring me and seeking death!" Nine days away, a thunderous voice came, filled with boundless anger.

Needless to say, the owner of the voice is the Lord of Slaughter.

When he was fighting with him, the other party was actually taking care of other battlefields. This made the always domineering Lord of Slaughter unbearable, as if he had been humiliated.

The crowd below realized at this moment that there was another battle nine days away.

One by one, they looked up into the void, curious, confused, and frightened...

Slowly, the air waves surged, and two majestic figures fell from the sky, like two peerless demon gods.

A statue with overwhelming murderous intent landed next to Jin Zhengyan, which was extremely frightening.

The other statue, entwined by the shadow of a dragon, stands in front of Yuming Shura. It is naturally Fang Yi.

"It's the Lord of Slaughter! How is that possible?"

"Could the other one be Saint Shura?"

The crowd seemed to be exploding, and everyone's eyes were full of terror.

The Lord of Slaughter is famous, and many people have met him. As for Fang Yi, although he doesn't know many people, but with the dragon shadow surrounding him, and the fact that he protects the Life-Controlling Shura, it is not difficult to guess.

During this time, the name of Saint Shura had already spread.

"I've seen Saint Shura!"

Yuming Shura also stabilized his figure at this moment, his face was pale, and there was even a faint trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"How is it? Does it matter?" Fang Yi glanced at him and asked casually.

"Hmph! Ignorant boy, if you are still in the mood to care about his safety, you are all going to die today!" Jin Zhengyan shouted loudly, interrupting the two of them.

The anger in his eyes was blazing, as if he was unwilling to cut the person in front of him into pieces.

"It's up to you!" Yuming Shura faced each other, took a step forward, and the aura in his body also surged. It was obvious that his injuries were not serious.

However, Fang Yi waved his hand.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but stop.

"You seem to be in a hurry!" Looking up at Jin Zhengyan, Fang Yi's lips curved into an intriguing smile.

"Of course! Boy, you killed the disciples of our Holy Fire Sect and Tiansha Sect that day, didn't you expect this day to happen! We have been waiting for you for a long time, and our sect has already been impatient and will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives."

Jin Zhengyan made no secret of his murderous intention, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

Judging from the meaning behind his words, the Lord of Slaughter is obviously waiting for Fang Yi to fall into a trap.

Fang Yi was not surprised when he arrived. The two major sects had suffered such huge losses, so naturally they couldn't just let it go.

And if they don't take action, they must be waiting for themselves.

However, he still came because his footsteps would not stop because of the two major sects.

"You are very confident, but it's a pity..." Fang Yi shook his head slightly, with a hint of disdain on his lips.

Immediately, his eyes turned cold, and he issued an order: "Yu Ming Shura, I order you to lead the Shura army and bloodbath the Holy Fire Sect, leaving no one behind."

The domineering voice is like the pronouncement of a king.

The crowd was all stunned on the spot, as if they couldn't believe their ears. Bloodbath the Holy Fire Cult? Such arrogant words were simply...

Hahaha!

A burst of wild laughter came, and Jin Zhengyan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He looked at Fang Yi as if he were looking at an idiot. But, facing him and the Lord of Slaughter, how dare the other party dare to

If you are not making such wild claims, what are you if you are not an idiot?

The expression of the master of killing also became extremely strange.

Even the life-controlling Shura was looking at Fang Yi blankly at this moment, wondering whether he should accept the order or not.

Because according to Fang Yi's wish, he is asked to lead the Shura army, so what will happen to Jin Zhengyan and the Lord of Slaughter? Is it possible that Fang Yi wants to fight one against two?

Kim Jung-yeon and the Lord of Slaughter are not an old red-haired monster and a swordsman.

There was a huge difference between the two, so...he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What? Are you afraid that I am no match for these two losers?" A faint voice came, making Yuming Shura stunned and his eyes full of horror.

The crowd was also stunned.

What did they hear?

The other party directly called the two sect masters trash, and in front of the two sect masters. If they didn't confirm from each other's expressions that they heard correctly, they would never dare to believe their ears, but the fact...

At this moment, the world fell into deathly silence.

The atmosphere also became extremely strange.

The two sect masters were surrounded by murderous intent.

"Okay! Very good! I have seen many arrogant people in this sect, but you are the first to be so ignorant."

"If this sect doesn't crush you to ashes, God will not forgive you."

"die!"
Chapter completed!