Zhu Wudao gave a cold drink and stopped the killing. Looking at the sky, there was some throbbing from the bottom of his heart: "Why do I have some strange feelings? Could it be that something happened somewhere?"

Standing proudly in the slanting wind, all the unprincipled spirits are like a lying dragon, like a peerless overlord, with an unspeakably majestic aura. With just one glance, there is a gaze that steals people's attention.

The Huntian Sect was so calm at this time that it became a little silent.

Zhu Wudao looked around, feeling a trace of indescribable sadness and loss, and his heart froze: "Did I miss an opportunity for a breakthrough?"

No matter how wise or foolish Zhu Wudao is, he would never have imagined that Zuo Wuzhou is not a martial sect, but a martial sage.

After meditating for a while, Zhu Wudao suddenly felt something and raised his head. The hair all over his body was as cold as wheat in the wind.

It's just like a feeling of overwhelming and evil energy rushing towards your face.

Zhu Wudao's eyes moved and he looked directly at the distant horizon. An incomparable ferocious aura filled the sky. This aura actually made everyone in the Huntian Sect feel as if their hearts were being crushed by a rock.

It's like a prehistoric ferocious beast, wrapping itself in the endless sea of ​​blood and charging towards it with a ferocious smile.

Zhu Wudao's face was dyed with a layer of intense green light: "It's him! He is the Martial Saint."

A trace of astonishment appeared on Zhu Wudao's cold face, burning with fighting spirit: "It's lonely."

"The invincible Ji Mo."

"Who is this breath? It came so fast, too fast, it's terrible."

At its peak speed, the breath was hundreds of miles away when it first exploded. In the moment of swallowing and exhaling, the breath actually traveled hundreds of miles away.

Hundreds of miles away, a dragon roared and a tiger roared into the sky. Like the roaring waves of the ocean, layers of waves crashed onto the shore: "There is no way!"

The sound shook for hundreds of miles and was so powerful that Wu Yu only heard a few sounds and felt like thunder exploding his ears. His face turned pale, and his blood boiled with shock from the terrifying roar, and his soul almost wanted to fly out of his body.

Wu Yu covered his ears in shock: "Who is this person? How can he be so violent and fierce? The roar alone has such power."

The faces of the innocent ones were filled with fierce colors. When they were lifted up, they were like a crouching tiger, and a sound shook the sky. This roar was as if it were tangible and blasted away with indestructible force!

What he called was exactly three words: "Zuo Wuzhou!"

With a single sound, they were like two dragons and two tigers, entangled and fighting in the sky, fierce, ferocious, and unparalleled domineering.

This land of hundreds of miles is actually like the season of thunderstorms. Everywhere is the loud sound rolling back and forth, shaking all the wild beasts hundreds of miles away.

The two sounds clashed, and the ferocious aura spread hundreds of miles again in the blink of an eye.

It came so fast and so fiercely.

Everyone in the Huntian Sect was horrified: "Zuo Wuzhou is the Martial Saint!" Just the sound of two people's voices caused thunder to shake thousands of mountains and rivers. It was really terrifying.

Zuo Wuzhou was flying forward, taking in his energy like a blue dragon. His sonorous fighting spirit was sent thousands of miles away: "You are ignorant, how dare you fight!"

A sound pierces the clouds and cracks the rocks, and the momentum is soaring into the clouds.

Zhu Wudao's eyes burned with fighting intent, and his voice was fierce: "Zhu has been invincible for a long time, waiting for you to fight."

"Good, you are worthy of being ignorant!" A good word is like a thunderbolt from the sky of love, and it is like a green dragon leaping up in mid-air, swallowing the heaven and the earth with its mouth.

The entire Huntian Sect was shocked. This scene was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

One is the number one person in the world who dominates the invincible world. The other is a genius who rose from the dead and was resurrected by a comet. They are actually having a conversation tens of hundreds of miles away. Such calm and comfortable attitude is really fascinating and direct.

Follow his example.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

The color of the sky changed, the clouds rolled around, and the Heavenly Banquet turned into a bloody divine dragon reaching the sky. It rolled up with a barbaric aura and opened its mouth to swallow the Soul Heaven Sect.

It actually gives people the illusion of swallowing up the soul of the Heavenly Sect and devouring the heaven and earth in an instant.

Zuo Wuzhou is here!

It came so fast, with just a few breaths and a few hesitations, it came from hundreds of miles away. This speed is truly the pinnacle of success.

Even all the Wudao couldn't help but be shocked by it. Recalling the night when Zuo Wuzhou stole a small mountain-moving technique and escaped, all the Wudao praised: "It's so fast. It's really too fast. I'm afraid that the saint may not be the same."

It’s as good as yours.”

After Zhu Wudao finished his voice, he transformed into a black dragon, rolling around the sky and the earth, and it was so strong that thousands of mountains were about to break. With a roar of a wild dragon, the nine heavens were shattered, and with a roaring punch, he punched the whole sky through.

The blood dragon in mid-air was shattered by this punch.

"Hahaha, okay!" Zuo Wuzhou laughed loudly and appeared from the sky.

This moment will be unforgettable for everyone in the soul world.

Without a word fading, a man in black clothes, moving in the wind, jumped out of the hot dark red sunset, showing off his peerless elegance in a reddish-blood color.

It's unforgettable.

Swallowing and vomiting, falling together, the sky and the earth are reversed. The stars hang upside down.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao punched each other, each of them was shaken and involuntarily stepped back. In an instant, the two of them pounced forward, each yelling like thunder.

But I saw two black shadows, entangled together, fighting each other fiercely, with sand flying and rocks flying, and the mountains shaking and the earth shaking.

So much murderous aura, so much evil aura.

Everyone was shocked and flew back. Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "Zhu Wudao, if you only have this little skill, I will destroy the Huntian Sect today. I will avenge my great hatred in the past."

The Hun Celestials immediately shouted angrily and cursed, and the name of the madman was indeed well deserved.

All the Wudao laughed wildly, like the Black Demon God: "If you can kill me, it doesn't matter if the Huntian Sect is wiped out by you!"

"Just be afraid, you don't have the ability."

Zuo Wuzhou laughed heartily: "Then there is no need to talk nonsense, fists and kicks determine life and death."

The arms moved, but they were connected to the whole body. One punch hit the chest. Full of murderous intent. It was the "Seven Kills"

Once the "Seven Kills" is executed, it will be a continuous thunderstorm and a raging wave that will not stop until death.

Zhu Wudao's face was fierce and fierce, but he only received a few punches. He saw the characteristics of this combat skill at a glance, and he was surprised and praised: "Good boxing skills, good fighting skills!"

"However, with this boxing technique, you can't even hurt me, so how can you talk about killing me." Zhu Wudao laughed arrogantly, his fists not stopping at all: "With this boxing technique, you can't even kill me.

If you can't break it, how can you fight with me?"
Chapter completed!