At this critical moment, everyone watched helplessly as Zhou Jun slowly stretched out a hand and then held it empty. At the same time, the other hand could not withstand the attack of the middle-aged man from the Blood Refining Sect. It kept spewing out blood.
"The Blood Lord is in danger!" Mo Lian frowned and ordered Bi Wei: "Hurry and save the Blood Lord!"
"Yes!" Although he knew that Zhou Jun defeated the middle-aged man head-on, Bi Wei had to obey the saint's order.
"Don't be anxious, trust Brother Zhou." Ling Wuhen said.
"What do you mean? Bi Wei, I order you to save the Blood Lord!" Mo Lian glared at Ling Wuhen, and then forcibly said to Bi Wei.
"Yes!" Bi Wei glanced at Mo Lian in surprise. The saint had never been so out of control before!
Just when Bi Wei was about to take action, Zhou Jun's empty hand moved his hand. At this moment, that hand seemed to be the only one in the world, and was admired by everyone.
It's as if everything in the world is controlled by this hand.
"The way to establish the ground!" Ling Wuhen sighed.
Only then did he really feel a sense of frustration. Among all the people he knew, Ling Wuhen had always been the irreplaceable number one. Even Zhong Ren, he had tried his best last time.
However, he could not understand the method of establishing the ground after all. But Zhou Jun used it, and he couldn't help but feel frustrated.
The last time we were at the border between the two countries, he was Zhou Jun's opponent, and he didn't feel it too clearly. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he truly believed it.
Zhou Jun struggled to hold his hand empty again, and the feeling of being in control suddenly appeared again. At this time, Zhou Jun here was the sky and the master of everything!
With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhou Jun exerted force on his hands.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt a feeling of inability to be low-key constraining him. He frowned for a moment, and when he saw Zhou Jun's left hand holding it empty, the color in his eyes finally changed.
"The way to establish the ground!"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but blurt out, and then said in disbelief: "Impossible! I must have made a mistake. I haven't found a way out at the third level of spirit transformation. How could you, a seventh-level martial artist, do this!"
It's no wonder that the middle-aged man was afraid. A hundred years ago, he had witnessed Li Xuehua stretch out a hand, and then easily crush it to pieces like a master of the fifth level of spirit transformation. This memory passed through him for a hundred years. The memory is still fresh, that's why I am so afraid of Zhou Jun.
While the middle-aged man was talking, his body could no longer move even half a minute and was controlled by Zhou Jun. The blood evil without the middle-aged man's control naturally had no power and even showed signs of dissipating.
"Hmph!" Zhou Jun's eyes flashed. This was the moment he wanted. He had just realized the method of establishing a position. After a month of contact, he could control it with all his strength for about ten breaths.'
However, at this time, the activation of the Falling Flame Slash has exhausted all Zhou Jun's spiritual energy. Although the Earth-Standing Technique is not activated with spiritual power, Zhou Jun's mental power is all to control the Falling Flame Slash, so the maximum number of seconds to activate the Earth-Elevating Technique is five breaths.
Zhou Jun's opponent is a master of the third level of spirit transformation. Zhou Jun's ability is much stronger, so he can only control it for about three breaths.
However, three breaths of time were enough for Zhou Jun to kill him more than ten times.
With a sudden force on his hand, the Falling Flame Slash struck at the bloody fists with a devastating force.
"boom!"
This was the real big collision, and everyone had to put up a defensive shield in front of them to withstand the aftermath of the attack.
The sound of this collision could be heard throughout the Imperial Capital, and the light was like a small sun, illuminating the entire Imperial Capital as if it were daytime.
At the last moment of the explosion, the middle-aged man tried his best and finally broke free from the shackles of Zhou Jun's standing method. However, when the explosion happened, he had to use up the remaining spiritual power in his body to resist, but he was instantly knocked upside down by the aftermath of the explosion.
go out.….
After a moment, the light as bright as day dissipated, and a large pit appeared on the ground, several miles in radius, bottomless, and almost encompassing the entire Blood Refining Sect.
At this time, there is still a figure in the air, dressed in white, standing proudly. The long hair is windless, and the eyes are calm and deep.
"Young Master is fine." Mo Lian whispered to himself and couldn't help but smile.
The middle-aged man was caught by a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, and he hesitated to break free at the last moment. Fortunately, he was not killed by the explosion, but he was still seriously injured and dying.
Looking at Zhou Jun standing proudly in the sky, he reluctantly said to behind him: "Bring them up."
Zhou Jun was not in a hurry at all. He knew that the move just now exhausted his full strength and killed most of the Blood Refining Sect disciples, but also frightened their courage. If his own people launched an attack at this time, they would take down
The entire Blood Refining Sect is really a piece of cake.
However, Zhou Jun's eyes changed at the next moment, because more than thirty Blood Refining Sect disciples came out from behind. This was not unusual, but the weapons in their hands were all standing on the necks of more than thirty girls.
Looking at the group of girls, Zhou Jun was stunned. Lin Miaoyu was among them!
Lin Miaoyu, who had been coerced by the Blood Refining Sect, saw Zhou Jun as soon as she came out. It's no wonder that everyone was on the ground, but Zhou Jun was the only one standing in the air. It was difficult not to notice.
"Brother Jun!"
Lin Miaoyu couldn't help shouting, Zhou Jun's pupils shrank immediately, the shout reached his heart.
However, it was Lin Miaoyu's shout that made the middle-aged man laugh: "Originally, I didn't know which one was your target, but I can be sure. She is the one you want to save, right? Haha!"
"
The middle-aged man pointed at Lin Miaoyu and asked Zhou Jun.
"puff!"
Zhou Jun was so angry that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell downwards.
"Brother Jun!" Seeing Zhou Jun fall, Lin Miaoyu could not help but cry out with concern, with a worried look on her face.
"Young Master!" Mo Lian, who had been paying attention to Zhou Jun, exclaimed when he saw Zhou Jun fall, and flew forward to catch him.
Mo Lian hugged Zhou Jun and fell to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at him with concern and asked: "Master, how are you?"
Zhou Jun shook his head and motioned for Mo Lian to help him up.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Jun smiled, and then slowly took out something, which was the low-level spiritual jade that Zhou Jun gave to Lin Miaoyu.
"Miaoyu, I said, I will come to marry you. Now..." Zhou Jun said with a bright smile: "I'm here. Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."
At this moment, Zhou Jun only had Lin Miaoyu in his eyes.
"Have you said enough?" The middle-aged man's voice sounded at an inappropriate time: "She is in my hands now, and her life and death are controlled by me. Do you understand? I know your purpose is her, but now as long as I shout,
Her soul will return to Jiuquan immediately."
Zhou Jun's eyes turned cold. He hated others threatening him most in his life.
"If any of you dare to kill her, I will kill you, and then burn your souls in the Nine Netherworld Fire for the rest of your life!"
Zhou Jun's eyes were filled with unprecedented murderous intent, and a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect dared not look directly at him.
"Then, I will find your families and relatives for more than five generations, sell the women into slavery, and the men will suffer torture in the Nine Netherworld Fires with you for life after life."
When these words came out of Zhou Jun's mouth, he was unusually calm, but when they heard them in the ears of the Blood Refining Sect, they were like a reminder, and even a little trembling.
"No matter what you say, she is in my hands now. If I move my mouth, she will die!" Naturally, the middle-aged man refused to accept Zhou Jun's threat and firmly grasped the last straw...
Zhou Jun ignored him. He knew that this middle-aged man was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he would never kill Lin Miaoyu easily.
"Brother Ling, is there any way?" Zhou Jun turned to Ling Wuhen and asked.
Ling Wuhen shook his head and expressed that he was helpless. Now the knife was placed on Lin Miaoyu's neck. No matter how fast he was, it was impossible to save people from such a long distance.
Zhou Jun was also helpless. If he hadn't exhausted all his strength, he could have easily rescued Lin Miaoyu by using the method of standing on the ground.
"Tell me! What conditions do you want?" Zhou Jun sighed and asked the middle-aged man.
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man laughed wildly and said with a ferocious look: "So what if you, Zhou Jun, defeat me, are you still at my mercy?"
"I want you to quit my Blood Refining Sect now. Don't delay Xiang. I will count to three. If you don't quit, I will kill her!"
Zhou Jun looked at Lin Miaoyu, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"One!" Seeing that Zhou Jun was unmoved, the middle-aged man immediately shouted.
"Are you sure you will let her go if we retreat?" Zhou Jun asked.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me now, 2!"
"What will happen if we retreat and you don't let her go?" Zhou Jun still asked.
When the middle-aged man saw that Zhou Jun still didn't take a step back, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked. He pretended to be calm and said, "If you don't retreat, I'm going to call you three."
"We can retreat from the Blood Refining Sect, but I want you to let her go!" Zhou Jun still didn't take a step back.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shouted: "Three!"