The angry tiger roars, the clouds are born and the waves are destroyed.

"At this moment, Yu Hui's original hatred and anger arose loudly.

Ghost Wuxiang's body was bleeding like a meteorite falling through a lake.

Years of hatred exploded in one fell swoop. Zuo Wuzhou felt extremely happy and hearty, his voice vibrating like a tiger. With a roar, it shook the nine heavens, expressing his pleasure and grudges.

Everything in the past is all in my heart. How dare we forget each other.

Back then, Huntian Sect Ghost Wuxiang inflicted all kinds of things on me. Today, I, Zuo Wuzhou, will repay them tenfold.

Laughing loudly, Zuo Wuzhou relaxed his mood. Over the past few decades, only when a big revenge has been avenged once or twice can he be happy and content. His voice was solemn. He swept his legs and Gui Wuxiang groaned and screamed.

, suddenly like a cannonball blasting into the mountain.

"This is to repay you for forcing me to retreat into the Yuhui Plains." Zuo Wuzhou had been depressed for decades. Once it was revealed, it was really unspeakable.

For decades, he fought against Mei Jing, one for the Soul Dao, and the other for revenge. The Soul Heaven Sect, all without Dao, and ghosts with no form, were like three huge rocks sinking in the bottom of their hearts, unmoved until they were oppressed until their minds collapsed.

The grudges of the past are brewing in my heart and are hard to get rid of. Back then, Zuo Wuzhou didn't take it to heart when Huntian Sect did all kinds of things to Zuo Wuzhou. They were enemies, and they had to use their best abilities to get rid of each other.

Absolutely no, Hun Tian Sect should not have taken action against the Zuo family back then.

Leng Jue's eyes were stern, and Zuo Wuzhou's anger could not be dissipated: "Huntian Sect and I are mortal enemies. Naturally, we each use our own skills and magical powers to kill our opponents. If I die, it will be because my skills are inferior to others, and I can't blame you.

Others."

"I dare to take this path of fighting and killing. Either you kill me or I kill you. But you should not attack my family.

Recalling the dangers of that year, the stars in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes ignited the anger of Yi Tian.

Zuo Wuzhou has hatred, which is a great hatred.

I have such a great hatred in my heart, how can it go away without killing him until blood fills the sky and bones become mounds.

Gui Wuxiang is the second best person in the world. Never has he ever been in such a miserable state, and never been so beaten up.

He was dying and lying down, his whole body was convulsing. He was vomiting blood and said, "No," it's impossible! Are you a human, a ghost, or a monster?"

Gui Wuxiang's heart has been occupied by fear.

More than fifty years ago, it was easy for Gui Wuxiang to kill Zuo Wuzhou. Today, it is also easy for Zuo Wuzhou to kill Gui Wuxiang.

Recalling the time when Gui Wuxiang and Zhu Wudao chased Zuo Wuzhou with no way to go. Recalling that time, Gui Wuxiang almost killed Zuo Wuzhou with one blow in front of Yuhui Yuan. What a divine power, but he has fallen to this level today.

It’s not that Gui Wuxiang’s cultivation is too slow. He has already cultivated the four souls to perfection at the age of six to seven hundred years old. He is really an extremely talented person.

Zuo Wuzhou was actually practicing too fast, to the point where even Gui Wuxiang couldn't believe it. No matter how much he overestimated, he couldn't overestimate it so much.

After more than fifty years of traveling back and forth, Zuo Wuzhou finally broke through from Wu Yu to Martial Saint.

Gui Wuxiang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his pupils expanded infinitely.

A Martial Saint who is less than a hundred years old is an unprecedented Martial Saint with seven souls. It is too terrifying. It should be noted that Gui Wuxiang is also an extremely talented person, but he is also a Martial Saint who was only over 300 years old.

That is to say, Gui Wuxiang, a martial saint who has been practicing for more than six hundred years, is not even as good as a martial saint who is under one hundred years old. This is exactly what "a dog lives at his age."

Fifty years ago, everyone in the world was optimistic about Zuo Wuzhou's potential, and he was ranked with Wu Qingcheng and others as the most powerful and promising new generation in the world. Now, no one is qualified to evaluate Zuo Wuzhou's potential.

If you are less than a hundred years old and you are a martial saint, as long as you don't die, becoming a saint is just around the corner.

"I regret it so much."

Gui Wuxiang is very regretful. If he had known earlier, he would have killed Zuo Wuzhou at all costs. No, he should have wanted to see people alive and his body after death.

Ji Tong remained silent, took the restraining needle, and restrained Gui Wuxiang's entire body and soul.

Zuo Wuzhou was enveloped in a strong and bloody aura. He turned over and said coldly: "You regret it so much. You have no right to regret it."

Gui Wuxiang's face suddenly turned red. He really had no right to regret it.

He and Hun Tianzong had never been soft-hearted in the slightest. Back then, the eight great martial saints of Hun Tian Sect attacked together, which was an act to eliminate Zuo Wuzhou at all costs. Back then, Zuo Wuzhou was not soft-hearted towards Hun Tian Sect. Hun Tian Sect

There is no trace of carelessness or softness.

Hun Tianzong failed to kill Zuo Wuzhou even at all costs. Gui Wuxiang simply had no qualifications or position to regret.

Gui Wuxiang was so angry that he spurted out his heart's blood. He shouted hoarsely: "Kill me."

With a movement of his mind, he sensed that other martial saints from the Soul Heaven Sect were chasing after him. Zuo Wuzhou's cold light shone with a solemn expression: "I want to die, but it's not that easy.

Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "Your life will be of great use if I keep it. If it weren't for the purpose of capturing you alive, you know, I would have the patience to talk nonsense to you and pester you for a long time."

Gui Wuxiang was so shocked that he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself when he opened his mouth. Zuo Wuzhou was already on guard and grabbed him and knocked him unconscious: "Ji Tong, I leave it to you, don't let him die."

Watch Ji Tong take Gui Wuxiang away and escape.

Zuo Wuzhou remained calm and waved his hands slightly. Wuying came back from the mountains in the distance like a ghost. Just as he was about to let it fit into his body, Zuo Wuzhou paused and said, "That's all."

Wuying paused and stood beside him. Zuo Wuzhou looked towards the horizon, where the red sun was setting towards the horizon: "I wanted to plot something without a way, but it was Gui Wuxiang who mastered the "! Divination and Cloud Technique" and succeeded.

He, let’s just call it bad luck.”

If Gui Wuxiang didn't understand the "Little Cloud Riding Technique", he must be chasing after Zuwu Dao. But Zuo Wuzhou could not have expected this.

"I wanted to use Wuying to ambush and assassinate me, but together with Ji Tong, I captured Zhu Wu Zuo Wu Zhou alive with a cold expression!" Zhu Wu Daomuzhen said,

With Wuying's ability and "Hidden Dragon Soul", it is almost impossible to escape if he chooses the right opportunity to assassinate him. With Ji Tong's cooperation, if Zhu Wudao comes, he may not be able to escape.

Calming his mind and suppressing any hint of arrogance, Zuo Wuzhou clenched his fist and flashed his light: "Gui Wuxiang is the second best in the world. I don't know how much of this fame is due to the power of Hun Tian Sect."

"Gui Wuxiang is the second best person in the world. I'm afraid he can do countless things. Without the holy equipment, he is really vulnerable." Zuo Wuzhou showed his face: "I didn't even fight happily. I don't have any real ability of Gui Wulian."

How much can be forced out? It can be seen that this so-called second in the world is probably very wet."

Zuo Wuzhou took this for granted.

Gui Wuxiang, a dead soul, can almost conquer all the souls in the world, and can basically sweep away the invincible hand in the world. Looking at the world, how many people can have dual souls of yin and yang, or souls of the five elements?

Gui Wuxiang's reputation as the second best in the world is partly due to the power of the Hun Tian Sect, but it is definitely extremely powerful in itself.

It's just that the soul powers are in conflict with each other. No matter which type of soul the enemy has, he will either be defeated by the Five Elements Soul or by the Yin and Yang Soul. In this case, if others don't fight, he will be weakened by three points.

After careful consideration, Zuo Wuzhou said: "Gui Wuxiang actually died because he relied too much on the holy equipment. I wonder who will survive if Gui Wuxiang and Ji Tong fight to the death."

"It's probably Ji Tong." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were filled with deep thoughts: "Ji Tong, what's real and what's fake is unfathomable."

In the past, the second best person in the world who showed off his power was a ghost with no appearance, and his halberd fell into the sand.

At this moment, how strong is Zuo Wuzhou? Who can force him to use his ability to press the bottom of the box?

Thinking carefully about the past, Zuo Wuzhou had a dream-like feeling. Together with these thoughts, they faded away. The eyes that had been released condensed into a stern look.

Looking straight ahead, the blood in his eyes gradually merged with the setting sun: "Zhu Wudao, I will come to meet you for a while. The Hun Tian Sect, the hatred in the past, will be settled today."

Blood debt, blood payment.

Under the setting sun, a black light soared into the sky and melted into the ominous dark red!

The eight martial saints were unsteady, scanning back and forth with their spiritual thoughts: "Where are Gui Wuxiang and that kid?"

The Eight Great Martial Saints are not worried at all. Who is Gui Wuxiang? He is the second best in the world. How can he be defeated by ordinary people? What's more, the one who comes is just a "Martial Sect"

One of the Martial Saints saw a flash of fire in his field of vision, and he raised his head in surprise: "Look, what is that?"

"It's a man." A martial saint's pupils shrank suddenly, remembering what he had witnessed in the past, he screamed sternly: "It's Zuo Wuzhou."

Under the large-scale scanning of spiritual thoughts, it stands to reason that Zuo Wuzhou cannot escape from being scanned. However, Zuo Wuzhou possesses the "Hidden Dragon Soul"

"It's so fast!" The short number was said in one breath, and the fiery red shadow line was already close at hand.

The Eight Great Martial Saints didn't even have time to think about Gui Wuxiang, and they didn't even have time to think about why their spiritual thoughts couldn't be sensed.

Because this violent aura was already approaching. Just as the Eight Great Martial Saints were captured by this fierce and invincible light and shadow, a ghostly black shadow silently flew into the sky from below the Eight Great Martial Saints.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. Wuying coldly carried the wrath of the sky and flew into the sky. In the blink of an eye, an unsuspecting Martial Saint exploded with a burst of blood. Wuying was actually in broad daylight. The extremely strange martial arts started from then on.

The saint passed away.

When this unexpected incident suddenly occurred, the seven great martial saints were immediately in an uproar and were shocked: "What kind of method is this? It's so close, we don't even know."

The will to fight was blazing, and the intent to kill was boiling in his heart. Without any emotion at all, Zuo Wuzhou raised his hand and dropped it. It was like a thunderous strike in the sky: "The Seal of Overturning the Sky"

With one seal, he was considered invincible. With one seal and one punch, he broke the Tianhe River and poured down thousands of feet of red clouds.

A Martial Saint was unexpectedly unable to defeat him. He had no time to spurt out a mouthful of blood. He was forced back by the force of this overwhelming force. His body was broken and bruised, and he died on the spot.

For a moment, the sky was filled with fire, and Zuo Wuzhou pulled away from the group of martial saints. His cold eyes contained endless killing intent, and he struck with a random strike. The three martial saints spurted blood and ran back.

The shadowless ghost used a small moving cloak to appear behind a person in the blink of an eye, clasped his hands together, yelled at the sky, and actually pulled the martial saint's head out of his body.

This feeling and scene are truly magnificent and unparalleled in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the three martial saints were gone. The remaining five people were shocked. They looked at Zuo Wuzhou and Wuying who were escaping far away, and they were about to give chase.

Suddenly, four auras soaring into the sky flew towards him.

Zuo Wuzhou said with a sonorous voice: "Ji Tong, I leave it to you, no one will be left behind."

Ji Tong chuckled: "Don't worry, it's nothing to worry about."

Half of the more than thirty Changkong disciples screamed in agony and were killed.

"Stop."
To be continued...