They have all expressed their stance to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and it is obvious that they want to face everything together.
Hearing their words, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a warm feeling in his heart. Even though he was in a different place, he still had friends around him, friends who faced life and death with him.
I am very content to have these friends in my life.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan looked at everyone with gratitude in his eyes and said: "I, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, have recorded this sentiment today. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me and I will definitely help."
"Hahaha... you still want the future? This is your burial place today. If you don't want to die, just leave him. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Geng Jianxin said with a wild laugh.
, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The masters from other races didn't say anything, but Geng Jianxin jumped out first, which made some neutral human race experts feel disgusted.
The masters from other races looked like they were watching a show, with faint smiles on their faces. They were happy to see the human races killing each other.
Yuwen Zhouyuan narrowed his eyes and took a look. At this time, there were sixteen real-self-stage strongmen gathered around Geng Jianxin. They included not only the eight realm monks of the human race, but also the monks of the monster race. Each of these people
The powerful murderous intent bursts out from people's eyes.
"With your little strength, I can kill you all by myself." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Geng Jianxin and his group with disdain and said.
"Just be arrogant! Let's see how arrogant you can be." Geng Jianxin said with a sneer, and then winked at the people around him.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Five real-self masters blocked Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others to prevent Yuwen Zhouyuan from escaping.
"Can the five of you stop me?" Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the five of them mockingly. He didn't take these five real-self powerhouses seriously at all.
"Masters, let's unite to kill Yuwen Zhouyuan first, and then each of us will seize the Sumeru Stone based on our own abilities. What do you think? If you don't agree, let Yuwen Zhouyuan go!" At this time, Geng Jianxin said
Instead of letting them take action against Yuwen Zhouyuan, he turned his head and looked at the masters of various races and said.
The masters from all races were silent for a while, looked at each other, nodded, and agreed. Of course they would not be willing to let Yuwen Zhouyuan go just like this. They all know how precious the Sumeru Stone is, especially now the World-Connecting Pearl.
It was ruined. The price their race had paid was too great. If they didn't get some good things, they would feel ashamed to go back.
The masters of all races approached Yuwen Zhouyuan, and stopped when they were ten feet away from Yuwen Zhouyuan. Many ferocious beasts on the periphery were watching eagerly to prevent Yuwen Zhouyuan from escaping. Of course, they also had another purpose, which was to preserve their strength.
A ferocious beast whose strength has reached the True Emperor Realm is undoubtedly extremely smart.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the many masters, his eyes flashed with cold light, like countless light needles bursting out, bright and dazzling. Finally, he cast his eyes on Geng Jianxin, and then said: "Geng Jianxin, you are quite smart, I am still
I thought you would be stupid enough to fight against me with only the power in your own hands."
"It seems that I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, are going to go on a killing spree. I don't know how many masters from various races will be buried here today." Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was calm, but there was a deep chill in his words.
The masters of all races could feel the murderous intent in these words. They all seemed to have seen the death of a master who was a real-level master, and the sight of the green mountains stained with blood.
The wind picked up, bringing with it a chilling sound, and the surrounding green leaves danced in the air, as if to symbolize the coming battle.
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and glanced at Yang Liuqing, walked to her with a slight step, looked into her eyes, two pale golden rays burst out, pierced directly into Yang Liuqing's eyes, and said at the same time: "Don't resist,
Realize seriously, you are the key to this battle."
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, Yang Liuqing relaxed. She knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan would not harm her. When she received the message that Yuwen Zhouyuan sent to her, her eyes showed excitement.
"Stay calm and don't think about other things. I have something better. This is just a part. There is no need to be so excited." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
That's right, Yuwen Zhouyuan taught Yang Liuqing a piece of music recorded in the Book of Heaven that has been submerged in the trend of history. It is one of the five divine sounds in ancient times and has extremely powerful offensive power.
Especially group battles can exert huge power.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's actions were seen in the eyes of masters from all races. They didn't know what was going on, and their hearts were full of doubts.
"Humph, you are trying to be mysterious." Geng Jianxin said with a cold snort, and at the same time, a monstrous momentum burst out from his body, as if he was a king who controls the world.
As Geng Jianxin's aura burst out, masters from all races revealed their auras one after another. Terrifying auras rippled in the void, activating the will of heaven and earth and enveloping Yuwen Zhouyuan and others.
Huge pressure seemed to hang on everyone's shoulders like mountains, and each of them stood tall, as if they were not affected at all.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan and his group of seven people were not afraid at all against hundreds of masters at the True Self Stage. However, no matter what happened in this battle, as long as they could survive, it would definitely be of great benefit to their existing cultivation.
It didn't take long to teach Yang Liuqing the God-Slaying Music. The time was over in three breaths. What Yuwen Zhouyuan taught was not only the Music of the Killing God, but also the essentials.
"You should slowly understand it first. I believe that with the annotations of predecessors, it won't take long for you to understand it. Now leave it to us." Yu Wenzhouyuan said while looking away.
Yang Liuqing glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan gratefully, and then nodded seriously.
"Come on! Let this battle go down in the annals of history forever." Yuwen Zhouyuan said loudly, two sharp rays of light burst out from his eyes, and he swiped out of the air with one hand, and the invisible sharp energy was slashed out, and the whole space seemed to be like
It's going to be split in half.
"Danger, retreat quickly!" One of the five masters of the real self who was standing in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a look of horror in his eyes, shouted loudly, and retreated quickly. The others also felt the danger and quickly retreated.
Fallback.
Unfortunately, it's too late. The sharp aura kills people without a shadow, and can't be seen at all. It's also extremely fast, making it difficult to guard against.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The heads of the four true self-stage masters who were blocking Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others were cut off in an instant. The other one's neck was cut off in an instant, and the most vigilant one was cut off.
There was a trace of blood on his face. If he hadn't discovered something was wrong earlier, he might have been killed.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan kill four masters of the true self level with just one hand, all the masters felt a chill on their necks and infinite fear rose in their hearts. None of them could see what kind of attack Yu Wen Zhouyuan used.
method.
Only the three sword cultivators closest to Yuwen Zhouyuan, Shangguan Piaoxue, the Yingwu young man from the demon tribe and Situ Liang noticed it, and they all had a look of shock in their eyes.
This sharp energy Yuwen Zhouyuan was prepared to use as a trump card, but now they have to use it. They are facing more than 200 real-self masters!
"kill!"
"kill!"
Following Geng Jianxin's roar, the masters from all races also roared and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan and his group.
The dense attacks were overwhelming, like a tide that was about to drown Yuwen Zhouyuan and others.
"Don't gather together. Let's attack while roaming. If there are too many of them, they will become a fetter." Yuwen Zhouyuan said to everyone, and took the lead to disappear from the place with Yang Liuqing who was comprehending "Slaying the Divine Comedy".
"Puff, puff, puff!" At this moment, suddenly, the hearts of three True Self-stage experts around Geng Jianxin were pierced. The one who took action was Cui Haoran, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Cui Haoran wanted to stand up just now, but after thinking about it, it was much better not to stand up than to stand up. This way he could kill more masters.
"Thank you, Brother Cui, I'll take note of it." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Cui Haoran gratefully and said while dodging the intensive attacks of many masters.
Among many masters, when Cui Haoran made a move, countless ice blades flashed out. Almost all the masters were attacking Yuwen Zhouyuan and others. They were rarely prepared for the people of the same race around them. No one thought that Cui Haoran would take action.
Take action against your own people.
In the blink of an eye, he killed three real-self masters and seriously injured several others.
"Cui Haoran, you bastard, Da Kong killed this bastard Cui Haoran first." Seeing Cui Haoran's actions, Geng Jianxin was furious, and his anger surged to the sky. He was the first to rush towards Cui Haoran. At the same time, many masters around him also thought about Cui Haoran.
He rushed forward and vowed to kill Cui Haoran.
Cui Haoran's body was sprayed with extremely cold air, and the temperature of the entire space dropped. It was as if it was a bitterly cold winter. Even though the masters of all races were half-strength true masters, they also felt a hint of coldness. This feeling
The coldness seems to come from the soul, from the will, from the inside out.
With Cui Haoran as the center, the surrounding True Self Stage powerhouses with slightly lower cultivation levels showed signs of slow movement, reduced speed of Qi circulation, stiff bodies, etc. This is the power of the extremely cold Qi in Cui Haoran's body.
After entering the realm of his true self, the power of Cui Haoran's extreme cold energy increased many times compared to before. It was so powerful that for a while, the masters around him were unable to do anything to him.
Situ Liang grasped the thick and broad sword like a door leaf tightly with both hands, either swiping it straight down, or sweeping and slashing. Each attack contained supreme power. This was an absolute power that could break all obstacles.
Shangguan Piaoxue's sword energy was flying all over his body. The sword energy was extremely sharp, as if it had autonomous consciousness, and it attacked the surrounding True Self-stage strong men. From time to time, a dazzling white light burst out, taking away one or two.
For a moment, many masters around him felt a little bit of fear in the life of a real strong man.
The heroic young man from the demon race danced a thin sword rapidly in his hand, and the whole world around him seemed to be shrouded in the shadow of swords. The steps under his feet were extremely mysterious, and he was able to move with ease among many masters. Many masters were injured by his sword, and of course...
Some masters had their heads cut off or their hearts stabbed, and died.