"Ah! Ah!!"

The shield wall exploded, the big soldiers were swallowed by the sword light, their bodies were scattered, blood splattered, and screamed in succession.

"How is that possible?"

Longshan, who was located next to Zhou Yunhan, was shocked and looked disbelief.

Who is this burly and strong man in front of you?

Why did he break his "iron armor formation" with just one knife?

Lin Bing, who broke through the defense, broke into the crowd, and slashed a little Karami.

Looking at the fierce Lin Bing, Zhou Yunhan looked gloomy and then said to Chen Ning beside him: "Old Chen, I'll help you deal with him."

"yes!"

Chen Ning bowed his hand and strode forward, then took out a sword from the "Ring" with his right hand.

After looking at the other party, Lin Bing frowned and said, "How can we achieve the Great Perfection of the Tibetan Sea Realm?"

"Junior, don't be presumptuous."

Seeing Lin Bing mocking him, Chen Ning was furious and stabbed him with a sword. The sword edge was as fast as lightning, and a trace of sword energy was entangled.

Lin Bing looked cold and attacked him head-on, and then fought with him. The two fought from the ground to the sky, sparks and lightning all the way.

Without the Forbidden Air Formation, the two of them directly let go of their hands and feet to fight.

Long Wu walked up, looked at the seven or eight people around Zhou Yunhan, and said, "It's too troublesome to kill one by one, so you'd better go together."

"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, the seven or eight strong men around Zhou Yunhan had a gloomy face and his eyes were directed at the murderous intent.

An old man teleported out. He was a powerful royal family and had a small perfection in the Tibetan Sea realm.

Long Wu's eyes were as sharp as a blade, his body stood like a sacred mountain, and his eyes were arrogant.

Swish!

The scimitar in his hand spread across the sky, and the dazzling light shone on the sky, with invincible momentum.

boom!

The collision of swords and swords, the sound was like thunder and deafening.

Without any surprise, Zhou Changjiang flew across his body instantly, and the knife wounded him all over his body. Blood spurted out, hitting heavily on the distance steps, and then he burped on the spot.

"hiss!"

Seeing that Zhou Changjiang was killed by a knife, Zhou Yunhan and his party took a deep breath, and a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.

Lu Batian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Long Wu, you have taken action a little too much."

Being stared at by such cold eyes, Long Wu shuddered all over and turned around and smiled awkwardly.

"Hehe! Prince, it's a mistake, I made a mistake this time! Don't worry, I promise there won't be a next time."

The old man Liu Cheng next to Zhou Yunhan's face showed a hint of solemnity and said, "Everyone, this strong man's cultivation has entered the Nine Realms of Transformation of Gods. It seems that we need to join forces to compete with him."

"What? The Nine Realms of Transformation of God?!"

Everyone's hearts were stuttering, and then they took out their weapons one after another.

A hint of envy and jealousy appeared in Zhou Yunhan's eyes.

The monks at the Nine Realms of Transformation of God are almost all deacons from the nine major sects, and they are respected wherever they go.

But Lu Batian was able to recruit such people as generals, and anyone else would be jealous.

Seeing Liu Cheng and his group take out their weapons, Long Wu grinned and said, "Is this right? If you don't join forces, I'm embarrassed to kill you."

Everyone said nothing, and their faces were solemn.

Long Wu smiled coldly.

He clenched the scimitar with his right hand, expressionless on his face, and his body was surrounded by blood, as if a god of death stepped onto the mortal world.

The scimitar suddenly stood up, the sword light flashed, and it slashed down in an instant, and countless sword lights came out.

Everyone was shocked and quickly waved the magic weapon in their hands to defeat the sword light.

Just after defeating the sword light, everyone joined forces to attack...

Lu Batian strode forward, and two strong men next to him followed closely.

Seeing Lu Batian walking step by step, Zhou Yunhan felt a sense of fear.

When they arrived in front of the hall, Lu Batian and Zhou Yunhan were ten meters apart, with their eyes facing each other, and the cold light confronted each other.

"Bang!"

Before Zhou Yunhan could take out the magic weapon, Lu Batian stepped forward in an instant and kicked him into the abdomen, causing him to vomit bitterly, and his body flew into the hall.

Rolling on the ground for a few times, Zhou Yunhan's face was ferocious and his forehead was covered with blue veins.

Before he could recover, Lu Batian kicked his abdomen again, causing him to vomit blood from his mouth, and his body flew out again.

"Hahaha!!"

Zhou Yunhan laughed wildly.

"Are you very angry now? Do you want to cut me into pieces and peel off my cramps?"

Lu Batian did not speak, stepped forward and kicked another shot, directly breaking seven or eight ribs, and then stomped his feet.

"ah!!"

The screams of pig-killing sounded throughout the hall.

Lu Batian stepped on Zhou Yunhan's head.

Swish!

Suddenly, a sharp sword light attacked him, like a god, human and heavenly attack.

Lu Batian stretched out his hand and instantly defeated the sword light.

"I didn't expect you to defeat me with a blow. It seems that you have entered the Ninth Realm of Transformation of Gods."

An old voice sounded.

Looking at the sound, an old man appeared like a ghost.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yunhan was overjoyed.

"Old ancestor, you are here. If you come one step later, I, Daqian, will surely destroy the country."

With this ancestor coming, Lu Batian will undoubtedly die.

The old man in black did not speak, staring straight at Lu Batian, with murderous intent rolling.

If he can defeat his attack in an instant, the opponent's cultivation level is definitely at the Nine Realms of Transformation of Gods.

At this age, the other party's terrifying talent is definitely the first person he has ever seen.

Such people are too dangerous to keep.

He glanced at the old man indifferently, and Lu Batian said, "Yang Yi, come with a spear."

"yes!"

The general named Yang Yi immediately stepped forward and handed a black spear to Lu Batian.

After taking the spear, Lu Batian suddenly threw it out.

Before the old man could recover, his head exploded and his brain spilled around him. A headless corpse stood upright.

“This ~”

Zhou Yunhan was stunned for a moment and was stunned.

The ancestor of the second level of the Nine Realms of the God Transformation was actually killed instantly by Lu Batian!

"Who are you? Why do you have strong and terrible cultivation?" Zhou Yunhan's lips couldn't help but tremble.

Just as Lu Batian answered, King Dongqi Wang Yang and a group of red-armored generals walked in from outside the door.

"Grandpa." Lu Batian greeted softly.

"Yeah!" Wang Yang nodded.

“…”

Everyone looked at the two of them in a daze.

Zhou Yunhan was even more shocked.

How could Wang Yang be Lu Batian’s grandfather?

Wang Yang walked to Zhou Yunhan, pulled out the sword from Lu Batian's waist, and then stabbed him one by one, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed in the hall.

"I respect you as the king and are loyal. Why do you kill my daughter... Why do you kill my grandson..."
To be continued...