Boom boom boom!

Driven by extreme hatred, Sun Wutian looked up to the sky and roared, and the Hatetian Sword Technique was fully deployed.

The power of the Hattian Sword Technique was brought to its extreme in his extremely hateful state of mind.

Fight against heaven and earth, shatter the sky!

Yu Haoran, who had the upper hand in the battle just now, was actually suppressed by him throughout the entire battle!

Sun Wutian roared angrily every time he struck out with his sword.

"I hate it!"

"I hate this day!"

"I hate this place!"

"I hate everyone!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"God deserves to die, and so do humans!"

"Conscience deserves to die!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The light of swords and the blood of the moon criss-crossed the sky, and fell towards Yu Haoran like thunder and lightning. Each sword was heavier than the last.

Yu Haoran frantically attacked, but was unable to fight back under the Hatantian Sword. He was surprised and shocked to find that, driven by hatred, Sun Wutian's peak strength was quickly recovering!

Sun Wutian was originally a master of Duan Xiyang's level. Although he was thousands of years behind in coma, once he started to recover, he was still not something that he, the fifth in the cloud, could resist!

The bloody sword light was like thunder and lightning, falling continuously.

Dang dang dang, it's like striking iron.

Yu Haoran tried his best to save himself.

But Sun Wutian's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and Yu Haoran's situation is getting worse and worse.

There was a long roar and the wind and clouds stirred.

Bu Qiu, who had recovered, soared into the sky.

"Where are there so many bad reasons!"

Buchou roared angrily: "Only my orthodox religion kills your whole family, but you regard the thief as your father, and in turn blame the people of the world! How can you be so plausible! When your family was killed, you hated the world, but you killed the wrong person the first time you took revenge.

Nine million innocent people, have you given an account? If you have the ability, why don't you go kill Zheng Yuandong for revenge? Keep all the culprits alive, turn your head and attack the defenseless innocent people with the highest level of force. You, Sun Wutian, are really special.

What a character!"

Fengyun raised his stick and hit the knife net hard with one stick.

He said harshly: "It is tragic that your family was destroyed. It is certainly against justice and good customs for people to go to your house to look for food and property, but it is not a crime worthy of death, right? You have been wreaking havoc on the world for tens of thousands of years, wherever you go.

, Blood Sea and Bone Mountain, massacred hundreds of millions, have all these people robbed your family of food?"

"You didn't look for the culprit who killed the family, but you slaughtered innocent people for thousands of years, and now you are still justified? Why don't you think about it, if there is no Zheng Yuandong and no Yan Nan, where can the Solipsistic Orthodoxy come from? There is no Solipsistic Orthodoxy

, will your Sun family be destroyed?"

"You are rebellious, you use strong words to make excuses, you don't retaliate for your own hatred, but you hate the world; Sun Wutian, I look down on you!"

Buchou roared with all his strength and joined forces with Yu Haoran to fight against Sun Wutian.

Buchou was a little strong-willed, and he knew it himself, but he had to do it. Because Sun Wutian's words had been heard by all the people below, and some people would even resonate and sympathize with him. After all, Sun Wutian said that the Sun family was so miserable.

If this emotion is allowed to spread or even spread, it will not be a good thing for the guardians, and Sun Wutian's Hatantian Sword will become more confident, more powerful, and more difficult to deal with.

So he must fight back and interrupt.

Sun Wutian laughed wildly and ignored Buchou's words without replying a word.

The blood-colored long sword, thunder and lightning, with the power of one person, fight against two masters alone, fighting fiercely and not falling behind!

With a bang, Yu Haoran was forced to retreat, and with another strike, Yu Haoran was driven back.

Swinging vertically and horizontally, majestic and majestic, dancing alone in the sky, the bloody knife wreaks havoc.

The rising sun in the east seemed to become dim and powerless under his bloody sword.

Just then.

The sudden sound of wind sounded in the distance.

A spear, like a huge golden snake cutting through the sky, flew in the sky.

The man and the spear were like a huge lightning, hitting Sun Wutian's sword net hard!

Golden Snake Spear, Dong Changfeng is also here!

A banging sound.

The addition of new troops and the violent force shocked Sun Wutian's body, and then he struck back with his sword. With a bang, Dong Changfeng groaned and fell back as if he had been struck by lightning!

"The pearls of rice also shine with brilliance!"

Sun Wutian snorted coldly.

But with this little gap, Yu Haoran had already stepped back, completely adjusted his breath, and suddenly the Qinglong Sword danced wildly, and the crazy sword skills, with endless frustration and madness, suddenly rolled up in the sky!

It turned into a glowing whirlwind and counterattacked crazily!

Dong Changfeng roared, raised the golden snake spear simultaneously, and attacked Buchou from left to right!

"Well done!"

Sun Wutian laughed wildly, but he did not retreat. He faced the three masters alone in the air, fighting head-on with every move!

Boom boom boom...

The mountains and rivers below shook violently at the same time!

Everyone was filled with inexplicable horror.

Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing had even more complex expressions.

Who would have thought that the Southeast Headquarters' campaign to suppress a small leader of the Yixin Cult would lead to such an unparalleled battle!

The four-person battle lasted from early morning until midnight!

The hatred is like a tide, getting more and more surging.

At this moment, the wind howled in the sky.

An awe-inspiring chill seemed to be blowing from the snow-capped mountains in the far north.

Sun Wutian roared: "I won't accompany you anymore!"

Draw the knife and retreat.

Yu Haoran used the Qinglong Sword to move the green dragon into the water, protecting the three people in front of them, guarding against Sun Wutian's sneak attack that retreated in order to advance; he and Dong Changfeng stopped in the air at the same time.

There was blood on the corner of Bu Qiu's mouth.

Dong Changfeng's face was pale, there was bleeding from all his orifices, and his body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength. However, he was holding on, holding a golden snake spear, and stood on the side.

The tiger's mouth is dripping with blood.

A lingering chill enveloped the blue sky.

A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in the sky from far to near.

White clothes are better than snow, and long swords are like frost.

Cool and alpine, free and graceful.

Just standing in the air, the sword energy soared into the sky.

It's the Ningxue Sword!

Rui Qianshan!

He finally arrived at this moment.

…

Ning Xuejian stood in front of Yu Haoran and the others, facing Sun Wutian, and raised his eyebrows: "Sun Wutian, we meet again. This is the second time we have met in two years."

He said lightly: "I almost forgot. The last time we met, you probably don't remember. That time you were still a zombie, your body was rotten, your bones were dangling, and you were carried away and lost one of your legs... That one

I have your legs here, do you still want them?"

There was blood on the corner of Sun Wutian's mouth.

After all, his strength has not fully recovered, and he fights desperately against the three masters alone.

In particular, one of them, Yu Haoran, is by no means weaker than him now, so he is not feeling well at this moment.

But facing Rui Qianshan, Sun Wutian was still arrogant: "Rui Qianshan, isn't it fun to bully a strong man while others are not awake?"

"Fuck your mother!"

Ningxuejian scolded unceremoniously: "Are you not awake? You are dead! Sun Wutian, how come you are so thick-skinned? You are so strong, how can you be so strong? I took advantage of this

Bullying you when you are dead? Didn't labor and management bully you when you were alive? Who stabbed you with that sword in the heart? Have you forgotten?!"

Sun Wutian couldn't help but put a hand on his chest. Under these words, he seemed to feel the chill that the sword pierced into his heart like thunder and lightning.

He couldn't help but curse loudly: "Rui Qianshan, when you used the enemy to attack the enemy with a sneak attack, labor and management didn't even settle the matter with you, but you actually used the sneak attack as a record to show off, do you still want to be embarrassed?"
To be continued...