Chapter 439 Killing the soul and pouring out a century of hatred
The ten paths that used to be connected to each other have always remained stagnant. There is no change at all.
Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly: "Shidao, what's wrong with you? Why has there been no movement since my breakthrough?"
The heavy, dull sword was placed on both knees. The long sword had a spirit, but its light was dim at this time, but it had no spirit or sex. It was just an ordinary sword.
Zuo Wuzhou sensed that the ten paths had not disappeared, but were sleeping or nearby, and could not be woken up: "Since my breakthrough that day, the ten paths have always been like this. Could it be related to my breakthrough?"
Silent for a while, he suppressed his worries and remained calm: "It seems that Shi Dao cannot help me this time. I need to prepare another weapon."
After thinking about it for a long time, he waved his hand, and objects flew out of the ring and piled up into a hill.
Picking a knife from it, Zuo Wuzhou threw it into the ring without thinking too much: "There is no need for the knife. After using it ten times, I will no longer be attached to all kinds of knives in the world.
"The sword doesn't suit my taste, and it doesn't suit my fighting style." He took out a sword covered with beautiful murderous auras, and Zuo Wuzhou weighed it with emotion: "It's very murderous, but it's a pity that it doesn't suit my use."
This sword is a holy item. If it is handed over to the Martial Saint, he must be ecstatic. Only Zuo Wuzhou would put it back indifferently, treating Quan as a decoration.
After briefly selecting from various weapons, Zuo Wuzhou pondered and took out a pair of gold and black gold-locked hammers. When he weighed them, he was immediately moved: "What a heavy hammer, I don't know what it is made of. I'm afraid one
It weighs a million kilograms."
Throw the gold-locking hammer to the ground! The huge sound vibrates violently.
Zuo Wuzhou showed a smile: "That's it. Since we have to win with strength, it's just that."
This hammer is an extraordinary product. It is a trophy obtained from the four major alliances and is of holy level quality. The hammer is a good hammer and can be called a divine weapon, but it also requires divine power to wield it freely.
After cultivating to Zuo Wuzhou's level, he can use any of the eighteen kinds of weapons, whether it's a hammer or a knife, so there is no question of whether he can use them. It can be said that there are eighteen kinds of weapons, even if he gives Zuo Wuzhou a stone, he can use them.
Pick it up and have a good fight.
He grabbed it again and swung it with both hands, until it shook the world.
Zuo Wuzhou was surrounded by white mist. He said with satisfaction: "With this hammer, ordinary martial arts saints probably can't withstand such a heavy blow.
After a pause, Zuo Wuzhou sighed: "It's a pity. It's still too light."
If a Martial Saint were here, most of their ears would be blown off. One hammer weighs 500,000 jins, and two hammers weigh 2 million jins. Of course, it would be difficult for a Martial Saint to weigh such a weight. But it can be lifted and swung.
Getting up to fight is definitely two different things.
If you can swing these two hammers to fight, you are simply a monster with infinite strength.
After playing around with the two hammers, I became more comfortable. The surrounding rocks had already been crushed by the strong wind whipped up by the two hammers, until they cracked and exploded.
With Zuo Wuzhou's Martial Saint cultivation, precise control of soul power is no longer a problem. This situation is actually caused by the double hammer being too heavy, but it has nothing to do with soul power.
Wearing the Ghost Dragon Armor again, he fumbled around and looked uncertain: "In the end, the Ghost Dragon Armor only has 70% of the defense it had in its heyday. Although it has the defensive effect of a first-class holy product, I'm afraid it's not strong enough to resist the unfaithful.
Not caught.”
Zuo Wuzhou's fighting method actually has the meaning of risking one's life. If the fight ends, either he will win an overwhelming victory, or the enemy will win an overwhelming victory. There will never be a fight that lasts too long.
"Lion and rabbit" must do their best. If they can't kill the enemy, they must be unlucky. It's either life or death, there is no third way. This is Zuo Wuzhou's tactics.
It seems that he can kill the enemy easily because he has no habit of doing anything, and he can kill the enemy with just a raise of his hand. In fact, it is a hundred times more dangerous than other people's tactics.
Because the tactics are unique and fierce, good defensive equipment is far more valuable to Zuo Wuzhou than offensive equipment.
Zuo Wuzhou has always relied on the defensive power of the Ghost Dragon Armor. He has been able to move forward without any hesitation and without any hesitation. The defensive power of the Ghost Dragon Armor is far less magical than before when faced with a strong man like Zhu Wudao.
To sum up, if Zuo Wuzhou has good defensive equipment, his combat power can even increase by as much as 30% to half.
"I need a piece of equipment that is comparable to the heyday of the Ghost Dragon Armor to make up for the shortcomings of the tactics." Zuo Wuzhou thought deeply: "It seems that we need to replace Wei Daode as soon as possible."
After brewing in the lake and washing himself, Zuo Wuzhou put on the ghost dragon armor and clean black clothes.
Get the Heavenly King's Manual, and then get all the true holy talismans and put them in front of you.
Zuo Wuzhou looked unmoved and fiddled with it angrily: "The number of true holy talismans is quite a lot, more than twenty, which should be more than enough in ordinary times. However, the Hun Tian Sect's holy weapon protects the mountain, and this thing is very important to the Hun Tian Sect.
Let the door effect be equal to zero."
"It seems that we can only hope that Beidou can research the holy talisman while sitting in Zuojiazhuang." Zuo Wuzhou was shocked: "The Huntian Sect will also hate me to the bone. They will have no shortage of true holy talismans.
There are even holy symbols, so I need to be careful."
As soon as the clone moved, Wuying was recorded. Zuo Wuzhou controlled Wuying, took out a complete set of equipment such as the King's gallbladder and the small moving cloak, and gave it to Maoying to wear.
Concentrating his mind again, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes flashed, his murderous intention boiled, and he left through the air!
"It's time."
Soul Heaven Sect.
Zhu Wudao was hanging in the air, floating in mid-air silently, groping for the traces of fire on the cliff. He raised his head slightly, and a fierce light suddenly appeared: "Left without a boat."
This was the fire released by a holy talisman back then. That fire even melted the tops of the four peaks of Huntian Sect. This is the trace of Zhengfan Yixiao that will never fade. It seems to remind everyone.
Tao, brush past shame※
"Master, can you let me fight him decisively?" Wu Qingcheng's expression was full of expectation.
Zhu Wudao was indifferent and did not reply. He groped with his fingertips on the barge: "Zuo Wuzhou has a tough life. He entered Yuhui Plains and came out alive. If you deal with people who have a tough life, you have to kill them. You can't kill him."
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Wu Qingcheng felt sad and secretly dissatisfied.
Decades ago, Zuo Wuzhou made a big fuss and became an eternal legend. First, he was named the number one genius, then the number one madman, etc., and he was at the top of his game.
Wu Qingcheng was originally a martial arts fanatic, and he had long wanted to challenge him, but he never had the chance. As a martial arts fanatic, if he said he was jealous, he would be underestimating Wu Qingcheng.
Zhu Wudao is a strong man who is not recognized by his relatives. No matter how talented Wu Qingcheng is, he will never fall into his eyes.
In those days, there were countless people who had better talents than Wu Dao. Gui Wuxiang's talents were always better than his. But in the end, he was the number one in the world, not anyone else.
What Zhu Wu Dao is interested in is Wu Qingcheng. His heart is extremely pure, he only pursues the soul path, and has no other distracting thoughts. Wu Qingcheng is not jealous, he just wants to challenge, so he challenges, and has no other intention.
Wu Qingcheng asked himself that his cultivation level was quite extraordinary. With his cultivation level that was close to perfection, it was no problem to challenge ordinary martial arts saints.
Secretly clenching his fists, Wu Qingcheng's heart was filled with enthusiasm: "Zuo Wuzhou, I must fight with you.
Zhu Wudao flew slowly, but stopped talking. As his disciple, if he focuses on the cultivation of the Soul Dao, he will definitely have a place among the saints in the future.
But in Zhu Wudao's eyes, it was a good thing that Wu Qingcheng focused on training. However, even though Wu Qingcheng had gone out to practice, his murderous aura was still too weak. As a disciple of the Soul Heaven Sect, he had no murderous aura and domineering aura. It was absolutely impossible.
However, Wu Qingcheng was a cultivating madman with a pure mind, and other things did not come to his mind.
The Wudao eyes moved slightly, and they flew slowly, half circle around the mountain peak, and their eyes drifted into the distance. It was the place where Shen Nujiang lived in seclusion, and there was a hint of madness: "Holy."
Across the world, there is no one who can resist. It is hard to express the loneliness in the hearts of those who have no means. After thinking about it, there is only a saint.
Although there are many martial sages in the world, those who are ignorant have long been out of sight. Only the sages, only the sages, can enter the eyes of the Dharma.
"Nie Wen. I'm coming!"
Zuo Wuzhou's sinister energy spread in all directions, calling with one voice: "Ji Tong, Meng Wu Xiaohan. King Kong. Prepare!"
Dressed in black, he reproduced the appearance of the God of Killing back then. Zuo Wuzhou raised his head, his eyes turned iron-colored, focusing on the Huntian Sect in the far distance, and he slowly raised his steps.
The sun is red in the sky, with long shadows like ink.
On the horizon, dark clouds are billowing and flying, as if there is a faint fit, following the lonely shadow under the red sun, walking together.
Shadows reach the sky.
The eyes are full of ink, and there is no boat on the left, like a dragon walking like a tiger. It is always the same. Every step forward is like regretting the movement of the people on the earth, and the momentum is brazen.
Swallowing a single breath flower. The unbridled martial saint aura immediately melted away and became the martial arts aura.
"I don't like to pretend. If it depends on my temperament, I might as well just fight and save people." Zuo Wuzhou looked straight in front of him with a determined look: "I came today not entirely to avenge bloodshed, but to save Nie Wen.
, Dan should put saving people first."
With Zuo Wuzhou's temperament, the ultimate plan is to say nothing. He just rushes through the mountains, without hesitation, and fights for 300 rounds before talking about anything else.
But here, after all, it is the territory that Hun Tian Sect has managed for millions of years, and there is even a saint sitting there. If his cultivation is exposed as soon as he comes, Zuo Wuzhou's desire for revenge will definitely come true. Saving people will be absolutely impossible.
Once his thoughts were clear, Zuo Wuzhou suppressed the unhappiness in his heart: "For Nie Wen, what's the harm in being patient and going against my temper once?"
An arrogant shout arose: "Stop those who come, tell me your name."
On the outskirts of Huntian Sect, a martial artist appeared proudly and blocked Zuo Wuzhou's path.
Zuo Wuzhou grinned. Infinite splendor was reflected in it. He touched his waist with his hands, and the gold-locked double hammers appeared. He struck his chest, and with a violent thunder, everything came and went!
This Wu Yu didn't even have a chance to cry out in fear. He was blasted on the spot by the double hammers containing infinite power, causing pieces of flesh to fly everywhere.
As he continued to move forward, several Wu Yu heard the aura and rushed over one after another, with angry faces showing great anger: "Thieves, how dare you run wild on the territory of our Soul Heaven Sect!"
"Why talk nonsense!" Zuo Wuzhou looked coldly, raised the hammer, lifted it up to the sky, and dropped it to the earth. Faintly, it caused the thunder in the sky to start, and the situation changed.
The end is a hammer that threatens the world.
With a loud roar, the warriors immediately stopped and were beaten to pieces like melons.
The "Boundless Fire Law" exploded, with a wave of eyes, and a hammer flew up, like a giant lion in the sky, swallowing up the whole place.
At the exact moment when the golden hammer was blasted away, this Wu Yu fell from the sky. Before he could stand still, his head and chest were covered by this golden shadow. Immediately, his chest exploded, and there was a look of horror and disbelief in this Wu Yu's eyes.
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How is it possible, how is it possible that someone dares to kill people on the territory of Hun Tian Sect!
He was used to being proud and domineering. He had never been killed except by the Hun Tian Sect, but he had never been killed by others. This time, he was knocked from heaven to hell. The psychological gap was so huge that it is difficult to describe.
It's simply unbelievable that someone dares to come to Huntian Sect to act wild. It's simply unbelievable.
The military commanders felt that their dignity was being challenged, and they came from all directions, shouting angrily!
Zuo Wuzhou held the gold-locking hammer and unleashed his murderous intentions: "Well done!"
Soul Tianzong, so what. I can kill if I want. I can break in if I want.
Ask the world, who dares to stop me, who can stop me.
A black shadow, swaying two groups of golden light, just like a golden lion leaping, jumping for no reason
Lines of corpses that were rolled and turned into pulp lay scattered all over the ground and trees. But when you saw the groups of golden lions showing off their power, there were figures flying wildly, either flying into the sky or falling to the ground.
Towering trees came along the way. Strips of rotten corpses and minced meat hung upside down from the branches, red and white, complementing each other amidst the green grass and speckled flowers, and the ends were colorful.
This is clearly a road paved with blood and rotten flesh. The blood is thick and the blood is thick and lingering.
Several Wu Yu who arrived were trembling and fearful in the spring breeze, but their hearts were invaded by indescribable despair and trembling.
Is this man a human or a devil? He kills people like crazy and leaves no body intact.
Who is this person? He dares to come to Huntian Sect to kill people.
The faces of these warriors were extremely gloomy. Even though the spring breeze was gentle, there was still a chill of despair trapped in their bodies!
The young man in black came over covered in blood, bared his teeth, and spoke like thunderous words that shocked people's hearts: "I am Zuo Wuzhou. I said I would come back. Now, I'm back."
It's him!
This name is like thunder piercing the ears. Everyone else can forget it, but Hun Tianzong cannot forget it.
Who killed the Hun Tian Sect and lost its prestige. Who killed all the third generation disciples of the Hun Tian Sect. Who used the body of Wu Yu to fight against the No. 1 sect in the world and the ruler of the world.
Zuo Wuzhou is a very simple name, but it is synonymous with being extremely powerful, courageous, and ferocious.
These Wu Yus were extremely shocked, but shouldn't they have died in Yuhui Plain a long time ago?
They don't understand that some people, even if they die, will come back from hell. Some people, even if they are alive, will be no different from being in hell.
Zuo Wuzhou came back from hell. And they are living in hell.
Zuo Wuzhou raised his hammer without any emotion at all. The warriors turned around and ran away. However, they felt an extremely suffocating pressure roaring over them in shock and despair.
There was a shocking explosion, and a sound swept the world. At the sharp end, calm returned.
Only the mountain flowers all over the mountains and plains, accompanied by splotches of blood, told of the past killings.
One person with two hammers can travel across thousands of mountains.
Zuo Wuzhou's momentum was as high as heaven and earth. He raised his two hammers and moved. He danced across the sky and killed Pei Changtian.
He strode straight into the middle gate in an upright and dignified manner. So what if Hun Tian Sect is like that.
Soul Heaven Sect. Back then, they plotted against me and wanted to seize my soul-suppressing seal. The saint took action to force me to bow my head. He even wronged me and tricked me, murdering my relatives and friends. He forced me to flee to a foreign country for decades, and I lost the company of my parents.
of good times.
Today, there are even more plans to destroy Changkong. How can I spare you, Hun Tian Sect.
Decades of past events are all flowing in my heart. All kinds of resentment and eternal hatred cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.
In the past, you were the cause of your Soul Heaven Sect. Today, I will give you the result of your Soul Heaven Sect.
I have no boat on my left, I have always been single-minded, and I have never attached any importance to things outside my body. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will definitely recommend him to the level of an enemy.
Your Soul Heaven Sect is even more obstructing my path of soul cultivation. Simply, either you die or I die.
Calm down your thoughts, all kinds of thoughts suddenly arise, and the murderous intention awakens. Past hatred accumulates in the heart, and the murderous intention becomes more and more crazy.
The momentum is regrettable, Ling Tian is in despair. That murderous aura is as real as a real entity, destroying all things, but it is just as easy as turning the palm of a hand.
Just like this, it is the posture of the killing god.
The two hammers swung back and forth, making thousands of sounds move the heavenly river. A Wu Zong who came in angrily was hit by the hammer like a meteor and hit the sky. He had no idea where to go, just like a kite.
With a heart as strong as iron and a courage as strong as steel, I will fight against your Soul Heaven Sect with a body of steel.
Let's fight!
Zuo Wuzhou was single-minded, with murderous intent and momentum. As he advanced step by step, every part of his body, and even every pore, was filled with the evil spirit of wine. This scene was spectacular.
The golden melon showed its power, lifting the sun, moon and stars, hammering the wind and clouds. When it was lifted and lowered, the Wu Zong was smashed into the shape of a meat pie with his weapons, and he couldn't even scream in time.
The end is ferocious, the end is talent.
To kill, just let go and kill. It is simply to show off, it is better to kill to show the power of the killing god.
Killing, just killing like a boil, just killing like smoke and clouds, just killing like a dim green.
What a killing, a good killing.
You, Hun Tian Sect, want to show off the face and airs of being the number one sect in the world. Why do I need to care? Come and kill as many as you want. I will destroy the entire Hun Tian Sect in the same way as you do.
A murderous maniac with a strong heart, he sings a heroic song that moves the world: "Now I want to ride on the wind and return, and display my talents to the great heights of thousands of people. Sweep the world's enemies and bandits, and let go of the hatred in my heart that has lasted for a hundred years."
It is the indescribable heroism and the indescribable excitement.
What Zhengzheng declares is full of passion and eyes of contempt. No matter how famous your Soul Heaven Sect is or how many years of prestige you have, you will become the ghost of me.
Suddenly, Zuo Wuzhou stepped forward, as if the mountains and rivers were opening up. A martial artist spilled blood wildly, and his head was shattered like a melon.
Zuo Wuzhou raised a glance, filled with indifference.
Being at the middle peak, I feel that all the pathless things that I see are moving at the same moment. Although there is no other person in my field of vision, I know each other's location in my heart.
Zhu Wudao's expression was pale and full of surprise: "He's here."
"I am coming."
Zuo Wuzhou stared intently, releasing his cold expression. He took in his breath like a whale, and uttered a sound like a spring thunder: "You are ignorant, you dare to fight!"