After a loud shout, Zhang Ning swung the first sword, with a dazzling light, as if a comet hit the earth, shining on Zhaoming's head in the blink of an eye.

This is no longer a casual sword move, but has locked in Zhaoming's soul before executing it.

The sword light slashed on the body of Zhaoming's holy weapon, and the sword light was blocked, but the spiritual power and sword energy drove straight into it and directly slashed a sword on its soul.

"ah!"

The soul is the foundation of the practitioner. To some extent, its importance is far greater than that of the physical body. This sword slashed Zhaoming howled loudly and shivered all over his body. However, his fear of the water-gasing demon faded away, and his eyes were still dull and unable to move.

The second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword... came one after another, and fell on Zhaoming's Yuanshen with one sword.

"Taiyi!" Lihua was extremely frightened and shouted shrillly, rushing towards Zhaoming. However, before she got close, she was blocked by several Taiyi Jinxian from Jukuzhou, and she was greeted by various magical powers. Although it was not enough to endanger her life, she could not get close.

"Get out!" Fang Mingjun shouted loudly, punched out, and directly hit the bone knife of the double-pupil soul master.

After the qi wave burst, the Double Pupil Soul Master was defeated and retreated far away, but he paused and rushed over immediately. Fang Mingjun was extremely powerful and outstanding even among these prides of heaven. However, it was difficult to defeat the Double Pupil Soul Master in an instant.

The bone sword light was sharp, and the double-eyed soul master sneered: "One Taiyi is already so powerful. If he still becomes your war slave, will you be the only one who can decide in the West Sea in the future? Fang Mingjun, you are too arrogant. Do you really think you can control everything?"

"If you kill him, I will definitely not spare you!" Fang Mingjun was furious and secretly regretted it in his heart.

Seeing Zhaoming so powerful made him feel overjoyed. With the water-drawing demon in his hand, the Fire-swallowing demon was no match for him at all, and he was proud and said something he shouldn't have said.

The strength is slightly inferior to that of the Shuangpeng Soul Master and Zhang Ning would not let him take Zhaoming as a war slave again? He could not let Zhaoming continue to be rampant. There is only one way to deal with it: kill.

As long as you kill this fire-swallowing demon called Taiyi, the five elements are missing. The strongest fire-swallowing demon is missing. Even if Fang Mingjun practices the Taoist Qingming magical art, there will be no qualitative changes in a short period of time.

"Ah!" Fang Mingjun roared loudly, and his fist inspired the heaven and earth to open up and attack.

The third son of the Fang family, the third son, practices sword art, and the second son, practices the thunder and lightning. Fang Mingjun always feels that only he is strong is really powerful, so he practices fists. He seems elegant, but in fact he has great strength. The fists are strong and fierce.

The fist advanced rapidly without any reservation. The double-eyed soul master could only resist and not fight back.

At this time, Zhang Ning's sword moves kept slashing to the seventeen swords. Zhaoming's soul was like a stubborn stone being constantly hit by his Lingxi sword moves, which was seriously damaged, but he insisted on it.

Eighteen swords, nineteen swords, and when the 20th sword was cut, Zhaoming's scarred soul could not hold on anymore. The first crack appeared.

The Thirty-Six Swords of Lingxi are the extraordinary magical powers created by the predecessors and sages. They are originally extraordinary when used when they are separated. Once the opponent's soul is locked and used in one go, the power will not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

Even if it is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal who cuts out thirty-six swords, as long as it is slashed all of them, even the immortal king's soul may not be able to withstand it.

Zhang Ning is not Taiyi Jinxian, and Zhaoming is not even an immortal king. Although he has escaped from the fear caused by the water-gasing demon at this time, everything is too late. The soul, which was killed twenty swords, is on the verge of collapse, and he is already blurred, with only a shrill scream.

Twenty-one swords, twenty-two swords... When Fang Mingjun finally forced the soul master to open the two-pupils, Zhang Ning's 28th sword also slashed out.

This sword seemed to be like opening the world, shocking people and holding their breath uncontrollably. The sword light was blocked and the sword intent entered the body, without any suspense, and Zhaoming's soul was shattered, as if it were dust.

"Taiyi!" Lihua opened her eyes wide and tears surged.

"ah!"

Zhaoming shouted, lay down to the ground, no longer moving, and his breath had begun to collapse and dissipate.

"Zhang Ning!" Fang Mingjun roared, punched out, and took Zhang Ning straight.

Zhang Ning's face was expressionless, and his feet stomped and quickly dodged. The fist hit the Bugui Cliff. After the explosion, the air waves surged into the sky, sweeping through thousands of snow, wrapped around Zhaoming's body and flew out of the cliff.

After a moment of flying, it was affected by the power of the earth running on the Bing Cliff, and fell towards the invisible abyss like falling from the rock.

"Taiyi!" Lihua's eyes were so passionate that she screamed and jumped down into the abyss, following Zhaoming.

Several Taiyi Jinxian were afraid that they would be affected by the terrifying power of earth and did not dare to pursue her, so they could only let her jump away. Going to the Bingbing Cliff was the road to Bingbing Cliff, and the Immortal King did not dare to be casual, and there was no need to say other monks. The Assassin entered was dead. In their opinion, the frog naturally had no way to live when he went in with him.

At this time, the remaining monks from Jukuzhou all targeted Sun Jiuyang, who had been running around, and surrounded him.

"Get out!" Sun Jiuyang kept spitting out talismans, but now he can only use some auxiliary type talismans. Attack type talismans cannot be used at all, so how can he do anything to these people?

After rushing left and right for a long time, he finally bit his teeth, held the Kongtong seal in his mouth, and jumped towards the abyss under the Buck Cliff.

"You little bastards, when I escape, I will make you uneasy. Do you know who I am? I killed the ancient demon ape..."

Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared into the endless abyss.

"I'm still dead. How can I go against the will of the sky with just one person's strength?" Someone shook his head and sighed. Although most people were angry because of Zhaoming's arrogance, many people were impressed by his passion.

"It's such a pity. If it weren't for the appearance of this water demon, this battle would definitely not be that simple."

"The Fang family is really hateful. The Five Elements Demon Clan was originally raised by them, but they released them to kill us West Sea monks."

"So what? The ancestor of the Fang family is the Immortal King. Do you dare to argue with him?"

Zhaoming's Yuanshen was killed and fell into the abyss of Bugui Cliff. In the eyes of everyone, he naturally died and could not die anymore. The Battle of Bugui Cliff was naturally over, so he could only leave some topics of conversation after dinner.

"Yoyo, the protagonist is dead, how can I fight this battle?" The Master of Twin Pupils burst into a strange laugh. His breath was a little messy at this moment, but he did not hurt the root of it.

Zhang Ning stood not far away with a long sword in his hand, with wind and snow on his body looking at Fang Mingjun with a cold face, and he was very disagreeing and started fighting.

At this time, everyone's eyes were different. Lingxi's Thirty-Six Swords, I have only heard that I had never seen them. Today I finally saw them in one go. Although I only cut out twenty-eight swords, it was still shocking. If this kind of mental sword move was cut by the other party, I really don't know how many people could bear it.

Fang Mingjun gasped and was furious. With the water-gasing demon, Zhao Ming was originally in his pocket and could not escape. Now that he was killed by the other party, it was naturally irreversible.

Pointing at the two of them, shouting loudly: "You two..."

"Don't say harsh words!" The Master of Soul Shuang Pupils sneered: "You have a water-gasing demon here. If one of us pesters you and the other kills him, I wonder if he can escape!"

That's what he said, but he didn't dare to do it easily. Zhaoming had not yet become a war slave, so he would kill him. But the Ji Shui Demon was already marked with the Fang family. Once he killed him again, he would feel like he was tearing his face apart.

Fang Mingjun gasped for a while, and finally recovered slightly after a while. He glanced at the two of them fiercely and said sternly: "I won't just let go of this matter. You are all waiting at home, and I will send the Battle of the Bian Zhan to your master. The Battle of Bugui Cliff is not over yet."

After giving up this, he turned away with his sleeves, and Ji Shui Yao hurriedly followed and followed him step by step.

"Welcome at any time!" The soul master of the double-eyed pupil shouted at Fang Mingjun's back, and then flew away slowly with the bone knife.

Zhang Ning stared at the Bugui Cliff for a long time and turned around and left.

Taoist Duobao stared at the bottom of Bugui Cliff in a daze, and only shook his head and sighed and left after everyone was exposed.

Don't return to the cliff.

Lihua jumped off, followed Zhaoming and shouted loudly: "Taiyi, Taiyi!"

But no matter how she shouted, Zhaoming didn't react at all. Zhaoming, whose soul was killed, was shattering, and traces of life gradually disappeared.

"Stop shouting, he is dead, and I have never seen anyone survived, even my brother and the Nine-headed Emperor!"

At this time, Sun Jiuyang chased after him with Kongtong Seal in his arms, furious: "It's all my fault that this little brat was knocked out by Zhao Lei's words. Their speed is unparalleled in the world, and it means nothing to him. Even if there are few people who are better than him, there are not many people who are faster than him, so he is naturally not afraid."

"How can you compare yourself with others if you are a player who plays with fire? Now, you can play with fire and burn yourself out!"

Sun Jiuyang kept chattering, shook his head and sighing: "I've finished it now, I've fallen into the Buck Cliff, how can I get out!"

After no time, he shouted loudly: "Master, uncle, are you here or not? Come out to save people!"

But like Li Hua shouted Zhaoming, he didn't respond at all.

I don’t know how deep the Buck Cliff is, but I feel that it has fallen for dozens of days and it has not yet bottomed out.

After experiencing the power of water, fire, metal and wood, I finally felt the power of earth.

The strong power of the earth here is as if it is actually thrown into a mountain, and it may be the size of a mung bean.

It's okay for Sun Jiuyang to hold the Kongtong Seal in his mouth. Li Hua didn't know what method he used, and it seemed that he was not affected much. Only Zhaoming was compressed by huge force, and even the body of the holy weapon also felt a shrinking feeling, and was pressed so hard that it kept clattering.

I don’t know how long it has been, but finally it fell to the ground with a "bang".

Although Sun Jiuyang was protected by Kongtong Seal, he could not adapt after landing, and was pressed into a disc toad, lying on the ground and unable to move.
Chapter completed!