Chapter 539: Invincible, killing people like hemp, gods and ghosts making changes, dark clouds rolling in, like a surging tide.
In the sky, a shadow of a peerless killing god emerged from the dark clouds. It roared loudly and suddenly exploded!
"I, Zuo Wuzhou, have come to settle my old feud. How dare Zhuo Yizong dare to fight and die!"
This scene and this sound made countless people scared to death!
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In a place in Zhuo Yizong, several Wuzong disciples were scolding one person, Mu Longqing, who was more than twenty years older with angry faces.
"Mu Longqing, damn, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could our sect have provoked Zuo Wuzhou?" Wu Zong angrily hit and scolded him.
A crisp slap hit Mu Longqing's face so hard that it immediately swelled up. Like half a pig's head, Mu Longqing remained numb, as if numb. As if his heart had died.
Ever since Zuo Wuzhou came back strong and defeated Zhu Wudao a few years ago, one of the most popular sports among the disciples of Zhuo Yizong is eating, sleeping, and playing Doudou!
Mu Longqing is Doudou.
At first, this sport was hidden from the Martial Saints. In the past year, the Martial Saints of Zhuo Yizong knew about it, but they also secretly acquiesced to this very "after-dinner activity".
Sixty years ago, during a melee at the Soul Heaven Conference to seize the "Heavenly King's Book", Zhuo Tianlang escaped and Mu Longqing was seriously injured but lost an arm.
First he lost an eye, and then he lost an arm. In Zhuo Yizong's eyes, Mu Longqing was already half a waste.
Mu Longqing endured it silently, until the roar came from the sky. He had always looked numb, but his eyes finally glowed with a strange light!
Then, several panicked and frightened Wu Zong poured out all their anger in trembling rage and released all their suppressed violence: "I'll beat you to death for being such a coward, you killed us!"
"If we die, you won't get the chance to survive!" Gritting teeth and anger spilled over Mu Longqing's body.
The numb Mu Longqing sat like a fossil. He stood up and said softly: "Even if I die, I will open my eyes wide. I will close my eyes again after I see you all dead!"
Resentment, this is the strongest curse that grows from the depths of the soul.
Mu Longqing's face remained unchanged, his numbness and indifference faded away, his smile blossomed, grew stronger and stronger, and laughed more and more violently: "I will see with my own eyes how Zhuo Yizong died."
"This is retribution! Retribution that was long overdue."
Mu Longqing finally laughed crazily, with eyes filled with resentment and madness, and uttered the most vicious curse!
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"Here he comes. He's finally here."
Bian Du breathed a sigh of relief, but fell into great fear.
The long-awaited fear has finally arrived. Bian Dupin felt a sense of relief like a drag: "Whether it's death or life, it's time to put an end to it."
If this hatred and shadow continue to be suppressed like this, not only Zhuo Yizong will go crazy, but Shentian Sect will also go crazy.
Don't forget, for example, Zhuo Yizong is Zuo Wuzhou's first enemy in the true soul world. Shen Tianzong must be the second.
Bian Du could never forget that more than sixty years ago at the Soul Heaven Conference, all the Shen Tian Sect members he led were killed in battle. The losses were heavy and he was the only one to escape.
It is already difficult to say. Is Shentian Sect hating Zuo Wuzhou more, or Zuo Wuzhou is more hostile to Shentian Sect.
How could Bian Du forget the hatred of the past, and how could the Shentian Sect forget. Don’t forget that precisely because he was swept away by Zuo Wuzhou in that battle, the Shentian Sect lost its face and strength. Since then, it has been in a state of decline.
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In just a short moment, Bian recalled the past alone, and now he knew whether it was regret or hatred. He regretted that he should not have established such a powerful enemy.
A feeling of impending disaster came to his mind. Bian Du shouted loudly, suppressing his fear, and said loudly to the people of his sect: "He is here, and he will not let Zhuo Yizong go. Our Shentian Sect will not let go either."
will be let go."
"When Zhuo Yizong is finished, it will be our turn. We can't just sit back and watch, so we might as well join forces with Zhuo Yizong and win a glimmer of hope together."
Bian Du howled miserably: "Hun Tianzong can't help us. You see, the people sent by Hun Tianzong to guard us have already escaped. Chuan Bubai and Ji Dan of Hun Tianzong were beaten to the point where they were unable to fight back."
"We have only ourselves to rely on." Shentian Sect is worthy of being a long-established sect, and its cohesion is much stronger than that of Zhuo Yizong.
"Everyone, the life and death of our sect depends on this battle!"
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A whistling sound reached my ears.
Zhuo Tianlang, who was in the study, suddenly trembled and dropped a beautiful celadon to pieces.
His eyes and face were invaded by nameless fear. Zhuo Tianlang tried to calm down and looked at the sky and the ground: "This day has finally come!"
Just come. You can only commit a thief in a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief in a thousand days.
Instead of trembling in the passing day and being knocked down by fear, Zhuo Tianlang even hoped that Zuo Wuzhou would come earlier so that he could at least have the courage to fight.
"Come here, come here, let's fight for life or death." Zhuo Tianlang gritted his teeth, showing a fierce look again, mixed with madness, making it particularly ferocious.
With a vicious look on his face, Zhuo Tianlang flew into the sky and crashed through the roof, laughing wildly: "Zuo Wuzhou, come towards me if you dare!"
He laughed fiercely and shook the world: "The disciples of Zhuo Yizong will obey the order and fight to the end! I want to see if you, Zuo Wuzhou, are capable of destroying my Zhuo Yizong."
"Ouch!" Zuo Wuzhou happily tore a Martial Saint into pieces, wildly, and with one move of "Seven Killing Fist", Zhuo Tianlang fell like a meteor.
Accompanied by an indulgent laugh: "Sixty years ago, your cultivation was far better than ten of mine. Now, even ten of you are no problem."
The war breaks out!
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Lian Canghai was in the clouds in the distance, whispering solemnly: "Look, the higher the cultivation level, the more stubborn one is. If this person is a Yuanhun, it will be difficult. Knowing that he will be defeated and destroyed, this person must be the best one.
'Double explosion of souls', seeking to perish together."
"In short, if you are fighting against someone in the upper three realms, it's best to kill them as quickly as possible without giving them a chance. Otherwise, the outcome will be difficult to predict."
Ji Tong, Tai Sui and others nodded in deep thought.
Lian Canghai added: "Of course, the best result when fighting against people in the upper three realms is not to push them to a dead end. Back then, I killed countless souls and souls, but it was not necessarily my initiative. I was really forced to do so."
Ji Tong and Tai Sui looked at each other and laughed: "Senior Lian, do you think Zuo Wuzhou can do it?"
Lian Canghai was speechless. Once he became an enemy, Zuo Wuzhou would never let go of his enemy. From Lian Canghai's point of view, Zuo Wuzhou's approach was indeed very easy to make enemies everywhere, but he would never be better than a kind-hearted person.
Live a long time.
In the lower three days, people who are in the lower three days simply cannot "Double Soul Explosion". But in the upper three days, if a person is soft-hearted in battle, the enemy will easily "Soul Shock" or "Double Soul Explosion".
Don't doubt the enemy's determination to die together. Maybe not every one of them has it, but even one out of ten or a hundred will be fatal. Being soft-hearted? That is the way to death.
Tai Sui, Ji Tong and others understood and looked at the battle with a smile: "It's time for us to take the stage. Wu Sheng belongs to him, and Wu Zong belongs to us."
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A Zhuo Yizong martial saint looked at the pair of rippling iron fists in horror.
It was a terrifying punch that actually gave this martial saint an illusion. This punch was like a raging wave coming from the sky, carrying the torrential murderous intent and seizing people's will.
"I have holy clothes, I'm not afraid of you!" The martial saint roared hysterically and fought, his arms cracking and breaking.
The Martial Saint even felt a heart-wrenching pain that erupted from his chest. He lowered his head and saw that a pair of iron fists punched 90% of the power through the holy suit, and his chest was smashed into pieces with blood all over the sky.
Flesh and broken bones hit the sky together.
"Is this the power of a super saint?" The martial saint thought before he died: "It's too powerful."
It is very boring to attack the weak with the strong. Such a view is probably only shared by Zuo Wuzhou. Others wish that the enemy would always be much weaker than themselves. Only by fighting in this way is there no danger.
Zuo Wuzhou pursed his lips and concentrated: "Martial Saint, the Martial Saint is still a little weak. However, if there are multiple Martial Saints, we can barely fight."
Facing the siege of many martial saints from the Zhuoyi Sect, Zuo Wuzhou remained calm and thought: "I haven't used the 'Seven Killing Fist' for a long time, so it's time to sharpen my skills in battle."
Among the five combat skills created by Zuo Wuzhou, his favorites are the "Heaven-shaking Seal" and the "Seven Killing Fist". One is as fierce as the waves, and the other is as murderous.
Zuo Wuzhou had long wanted to understand and break through the "Seven Killing Fists", but unfortunately, it was never possible for many of these things to come true.
Even so, after decades of painstaking understanding, "Seven Killing Fist" has almost reached the pinnacle of true soul combat skills, and is only a thin line away from super soul combat skills.
The "Seven Killing Fist" was so powerful that one after another, smashed and exploded figures were scattered in the sky.
Zhuo Tianlang seemed to have never seen him before, and shouted ferociously and even crazily: "Kill him, kill him, and we will survive. Otherwise, none of us will be able to escape."
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Don’t forget that the name of the God of Killing has always been accompanied by blood.
The people of Zhuo Yizong didn't have much fighting spirit. Zhuo Tianlang's almost crazy howling woke everyone up.
The opponent is the God of Killing. In this battle, if you don't live, you will die.
Just like this, one thought was born and one thought was destroyed, and all the Martial Saints of Zhuo Yizong flew up into the sky with howling like ghosts and howling like ghosts and wolves: "Zuo Wuzhou, we will fight with you!".
"Want to fight? I'm not qualified yet." Zuo Wuzhou's face was indifferent, his eyes were stained with blood, his arms opened and closed, and a martial arts master's head was cut off and flew into the sky, and blood spurted out from his neck.
The dark clouds are getting thicker, and the lingering drizzle is like willow silk hanging down.
The blood, together with the bones and flesh, dyed Shentian City red in the drizzle.
There were too many people, and all of them rushed towards me with desperate cries and howls. Zuo Wuzhou didn't even need to use any physical skills to get up close and display his unparalleled melee skills!
This scene is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, one bite at a time, and another one after another.
"Hahaha, he only has one person. As long as we kill him, we will survive." Zhuo Tianlang roared crazily: "Beat him, beat him to death, break his defense. I don't believe his defense can last a lifetime."
"Ah!" Spring thunder burst from his mouth. Zuo Wuzhou was killing with a hearty heart, laughing heartily. He grabbed a claw into the head of a martial artist, pulled his head off, and hit the head of another martial artist, which was instantly shattered.
"It's so good, it's so good." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were filled with blood, and he swept his leg with a sweep, and the opponent's body suddenly broke into two parts: "It's so pleasant, so pleasant!"
It's so terrifying. With just a few gestures, several lives are lost.
Every part of the body seems to be a murder weapon.
The courage and fighting spirit that Zhuo Yizong had mustered up first were so frightened by the murderous god's seduction that he almost collapsed.
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Zuo Wuzhou looked like a demon.
Zhuo Tianlang was extremely disheartened and trembled: "Could this be the end of our Zhuo Yizong?"
"No!" Zhuo Tianlang's howl was as sharp as a wild wolf, and his eyes were fierce: "You forced me, Zhuo Yizong, to flee from Jitian City to Shentian City, and you want to kill us all. I won't agree!"
Zhuo Yizong originally stayed in Jitian City, hoping to be protected by a super saint. However, Jitian Zong Ba Zhui and Nian Qiangwei exposed their demon soul identities, and Jitian Sect was destroyed.
Zhuo Yizong had no choice but to flee to Shentian Sect, because Shentian Sect and Zhuo Yizong both had the same enemy.
Zhuo Tianlang frantically led the others to rush over. However, even the Super Saint Zhongcheng might not be able to penetrate Zuo Wuzhou's defense in one fell swoop, let alone them.
The last madness, the last struggle, and the screams: "He is only one person, we will definitely kill him!"
In the clouds, several figures drooped down like lightning, exploding continuously, and the sky collapsed!
Several martial saints spurted blood wildly, and their bodies were embedded in the ground with a roar. They were beaten to death with broken bones and flesh.
Tai Sui sneered and stood up: "Who told you that he is the only one left!"
Zhuo Tianlang trembled in despair: "To be so powerful, could it be that he is the Domain Martial Saint next to Zuo Wuzhou?"
Just like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the morale of Zhuo Yizong's disciples was completely crushed by the sudden appearance of Tai Sui and others.
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Zhuo Tianlang's face was ashen, and he watched numbly as his people were being slaughtered, and howled miserably: "Zuo Wuzhou, I will hand over the people to you, and I will hand over Mu Longqing to you. How about you let our Zhuo Yizong go?"
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Zuo Wuzhou was caught in the middle of a vigorous battle. When he heard the sound, he came back to his senses and smiled fiercely: "Mu Longqing? No, what I want is the entire Zhuo Yizong!"
Zhuo Tianlang howled wildly: "Why are you unwilling to let us go, Yaochi Zongjiao people, why are you willing to let them go!"
Following the precedent of the Yaochi Sect, Zhuo Tianlang originally thought that handing over Mu Longqing was the last glimmer of hope. However, Zuo Wuzhou's killing was like a bucket of ice water that extinguished this flickering glimmer of hope.
"Why?" Zuo Wuzhou smiled playfully, full of blood, and with one hand, he tore off the neck of a martial saint, revealing the red and white trachea.
A roar rose to the sky: "I'm here to kill people, not to answer questions!"
"Kill me, kill all Zhuo Yizong!"
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"Zhuo Yizong, it's over!"
Bian Du's whole body was cold and he said gloomily: "We are finished too."
Bian Du suddenly turned around in great pain, glanced at the twenty or thirty martial saints of Shentian Sect, and burst into tears: "I can't stand up to the ancestors of our sect! If I hadn't made up my mind back then to make such a powerful enemy,
This sect will never suffer such a disaster."
Everyone in the Shentian Sect was extremely sad.
Bian Du said sadly: "There is a precedent from the Yaochi Sect. I thought that if necessary, I could be handed over to eliminate his hatred and save the sect. Who knew! Who knew!"
Bian choked up and couldn't speak anymore.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Wuzhou actually refused to accept the idea of surrendering his life. Zhuo Yizong's willingness to surrender was rejected. This is a reflection of the Shentian Sect.
"Right now, this road is blocked. We only have the last way to survive!" Bian Du roared bitterly: "Decisive battle!"
The Martial Saint of Shentian Sect howled loudly: "Decisive battle!".
His spiritual thoughts sensed the movements of the Shentian Sect, and Zuo Wuzhou was slightly stunned: "Huh? What does the Shentian Sect want to do!"
As a thought circulated, he spread his legs, opened and closed, and used his toes to kill one person's chest, breaking a big hole. The other foot swept away the other person's head, and the blood exploded all over the sky.
While thinking about it, many martial saints from the Shentian Sect flew over in a mighty and tragic manner, shouting: "Zuo Wuzhou, you are so aggressive, I, the Shentian Sect, will never give in even if you die.
you!"
"Come from Shentian Sect, come with me and fight to the end!" Bian Du rushed forward frantically!
Zuo Wuzhou exploded with anger, and he laughed in anger: "Okay, since you want to die, I will help you!"
"kill!"
A thunderbolt of lightning accompanied this sound, thundering to the ends of the earth!
It’s when the blood spreads!
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A bolt of lightning appeared!
Bian Du saw it and trembled: "Then, what is that!"
That figure jumped out from the lightning and crossed the sky. An extremely terrifying field explosion was released. A group of Shentian Sect martial saints were unable to fight back. They were immediately vomited blood and fell down.
"Remember my name!" This black ghost really shuttled back and forth like a ghost, calm and cold: "My name is Assassin!"
Shen Tianzong suddenly kicked him horizontally. Zuo Wuzhou became so angry and murderous that he gave up the "Seven Killing Fist".
As majestic as the god of war, he raised his arm and immediately heard the earth-shattering thunder, roaring thousands of miles away: "'Heaven-shaking Seal'!"
This group of Shentian Sect martial saints actually had very little power left to resist. Everyone in the group was frightened, and instantly their livers and gallbladders were split apart as they ushered in the most ferocious and boundless combat skills!
The mountains were majestic, as if a chariot was advancing. Amidst the rumbling sound, these five or six martial saints were crushed to pieces alive in this irresistible and invincible posture.
"It's too scary. This is the combat power of a super saint. This is the combat power of a super saint. The gap is too big." Looking at Zuo Wuzhou who killed several people with one punch, it was like watching the world reborn.
Overwhelmed by infinite fear.
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Dozens of Martial Saints plus hundreds of Martial Sects were fighting in a melee with the Martial Saints of the three major domains and a Super Saint.
It was simply an earth-shattering battle and a massacre.
This is clearly invincible, this is clearly invincible.
Especially when Zuo Wuzhou was furious, Shidao and Wuying each appeared. Wuying put on his equipment, like the cold and ruthless God of War, and killed Zuo Wuzhou without any reservation.
"Heaven-shaking Seal" and "Ruyi Ring" were displayed one after another.
Even if the Holy Clothes of the Martial Saint can withstand one or two attacks, it will never be able to withstand them for longer.
If they don't show their true skills, these dozens and hundreds of people may be able to fight.
But in Zuo Wuzhou's rage, he even summoned Shidao and Wuying, plus Tai Sui, Ji Tong and the assassins, Shen Tian Sect and Zhuo Yizong, even if they were added together, even if they were doubled, they were definitely no match.
This is a one-sided killing.
This is a portrayal of invincibility.
Great grudges and hatreds can be released in one day! Wouldn't it be great to kill people like hemp and bleed for thousands of miles?
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill until rivers of blood flow and bones turn into mounds!
The killing caused the heavens and the earth to shake, the killing caused the situation to change! The killing caused the gods and ghosts to be separated from each other, and the killing caused the souls of all the heavens to return to life!