The north wind is like a knife.

Drops of water roared, and the energy surged into the sky. Zuo Wuzhou was dressed in black, and he looked particularly deep and boundless in the night. His face was especially dyed with a layer of iron determination. His energy lit up the sky. Fire, boundless fire. In an instant,

, the surging fire rose up to the sky, like a fire dragon lying down.

What an amazing momentum.

Fighting, the fighting spirit is as strong as snow. Killing, the murderous intention fills the night. The fighting intention is like fire, rushing to the sky. The murderous intention is like a knife, strangulating the breath.

It's full of atmosphere, wild and unruly. It's like the king of heaven covers the earth, covering this place and now, making people suffocate.

So it goes with Shen Nujiang, so does the Super Sage. But with this kind of heart, it is really the ultimate in wildness.

The heroes are so shaken that they can't help themselves.

"How dare you, Zuo thief, I will come and take your head right away!"

Shen Nujiang was so angry that his beard and hair were spread out. He was wearing a gray robe and moved automatically without any wind. He held a heavy and heavy sword in his hand. He was filled with anger and slashed with the sword: "Luoyun Slash!"

Okay, what a great move, "Falling Cloud Slash", the long sword slashed down. It actually cut off all the clouds in the night sky and made them hang down.

It was as if dark clouds were covering the top, and what they held was astonishingly domineering. Every time it swung, the dark clouds rolled like a tide. Wherever it went, even the houses were shattered to pieces. It was so powerful.

The ghost moved, just like a faint black energy lingering around. Zuo Wuzhou disappeared without a trace: "My soul power is a weak point. If Wuying is not around, I will consume his soul power first, and then lead him to fight."

This Luoyun Slash was extremely impressive, but after all, it was a true soul combat skill. Although Shen Nujiang was angry, he still had seven parts of his strength left, and with Zuo Wuzhou's body skills, he was able to dodge most of them.

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A black light, as if recorded from the black, makes people feel strange and chilly just by looking at it.

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were filled with emotion: "I'll take the heads of the remaining nine martial saints first, and then we'll have a decisive battle with them."

Shen Nujiang has a violent temper, which does not mean he has no brains. When he saw Zuo Wuzhou's whereabouts, his heart suddenly shrank: "No, he wants to harm other people."

He spat it out in one breath, like a thunderous explosion: "Jie Zhao Po."

The leader of the Nine Martial Saints immediately calmed down and shouted: "Jie Po!"

One of the martial saints jumped out and stood in the middle. In an instant, there was an obvious wave of courage. The knot of rings and souls. The man in white at the head showed a ferocious look. He raised his hand and knocked down countless wind and clouds!

"This aura, no, it's a top-notch spear spirit." Zuo Wuzhou looked calm, secretly surprised: "This attack is like a strike from the nine great martial saints. Although it only has a partial soul power, it is already extremely difficult to block."

The wind and clouds were rolling and rumbling, until the man in white shot out a halo of light, making the heaven and earth extremely bright for a moment.

Zuo Wuzhou was still in shock when his illusory body moved. Seeing this wave of power, the ghost dragon armor glowed with three colors and three systems of light, absorbing this remaining energy.

"This is troublesome. I never expected that Shen Nujiang came well prepared and actually prepared a top-notch spear spirit." Zuo Wuzhou's expression darkened: "Nine martial saints join forces, the power of one strike is really extraordinary."

While using his erratic movements, he swayed to dodge. At the same time, Zuo Wuzhou was looking for a fighter opportunity. His heart felt cold and his hair was boiling: "Not good. Shen Nujiang makes a sneak attack!"

For a moment, he was extremely embarrassed. Snow covered his body. In the blink of an eye, the "Fire Thunder Wings" and "Fire Hundred Wings" exploded and flashed hundreds of miles away.

The sound of a rumbling attack exploded in the heaven. Suddenly half of the mountain collapsed.

Zuo Wuzhou narrowly avoided this pincer attack. He took out the Yuan-Building Liquid and drank it. The Yuan-Building Liquid had little effect on replenishing the Martial Saint, but Zuo Wuzhou's instant explosion did not consume much energy in the first place, so he drank it first and then It is also good to digest and replenish slowly.

It hasn't really started yet, so Zuo Wuzhou naturally has plenty of time to replenish it and try to keep it in the best possible condition.

"Zuo thief, my soul husband sect has been looking for you for a year and a half. Unexpectedly, today I, Shen Nujiang, have worn out my iron shoes and found nowhere. It took no effort to get you."

Shen Nujiang laughed wildly, his grief and hatred for Heaven couldn't be concealed at all! He didn't know how many times he thought about how he would kill Zuo Wuzhou and avenge the disciples of Hun Tian Sect.

The more he thought about it, the more grief-stricken he became. Shen Nujiang angrily attacked him with the nine martial saints, and simply pulled out his face and attacked him from a flank.

After all, Shen Nujiang is not as extreme as Wu Dao and Chuan Bubai. With the mentality of Wu Dao and Chuan Bubai, they will never care about their shame. Once they are determined to kill someone, their ultimate plan is to use the maximum resources to kill them. Never give the enemy a chance to grow.

Back then, the Hun Tian Sect was burned to the core, and Zhu Wudao ordered the eight great martial saints to come out in full force, just to hunt down one martial emperor. If Zuo Wuzhou hadn't been so talented, he would have died back then. This can be seen from this.

Maybe most soul monks still care about their face. Characters like Zhu Wudao and Chuan Bubai, just like Zuo Wuzhou, don't care about their face, let alone condone their enemies to help others like the protagonists in novels and movies. Call it the same way.

If it were Zhu Wudao, he would definitely do it ten times more ruthlessly than Shen Nujiang. He would definitely order all the martial saints in Wuyuan City to besiege him together.

Cutting off the weeds and eradicating the roots is by no means a mere joke.

Extremely embarrassed.

It seems that Zuo Wuzhou is in an extremely embarrassed state.

The pincer attack between the Super Saint and the Nine Martial Saints is absolutely no small matter. Zuo Wuzhou actually dodged left and right, and was able to avoid most of the attacks with his body skills. And the Ghost Dragon Armor didn't cost much at all.

The sight of countless martial saints and even super saints hiding in the dark was thrilling. If you put yourself in Zuo Wuzhou's shoes, you might think that 90% of the martial saints would be dead.

As a super saint, the two major martial arts forces from Sichuan joined forces to attack the new martial artist Ming Mingming, who wanted to kill Zuo Wuzhou.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, with his ability to deal with the Super Sage and the Nine Martial Saints, Zuo Wuzhou is enough to become a legend who can pass down the Invincible and Shenbabu.

Little did the heroes know that in their eyes, the vigorous fight was just a test and a warm-up.

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It seems that the embarrassed Zuo Wuzhou did not waste any soul power and was determined to consume his opponent.

However, Shen Nujiang was not a fool. He knew that Zuo Wuzhou had defeated Zhu Wudao, so he was naturally on full alert. He soon understood his intention. He also gathered most of his soul power and slowly replenished it while fighting.

It looks wonderful, it looks like sparks are falling, but in fact both parties are trying to worship each other.

"I'm old, he's too young." Shen Nujiang's "old age and luster" seemed to be a trial of you and me, but he actually found that his body functions were getting tired: "No, I still fell into his trap." count."

Shen Nujiang opened his eyes angrily: "Left thief, show me your true skills!"

Zuo Wuzhou is too young, measured by the thousand years of life of a martial saint. A martial saint is at his peak when he is definitely between three hundred and seven hundred years old. Not to mention the soul power, at that period the body is definitely And the most powerful spiritual thought...

Shen Nujiang is too old. If he were a mortal, he would be the kind of old man lying in bed waiting to die. In terms of physical function, how can he compare with Zuo Wuzhou?

The body is the capital of everything. This sentence is absolutely not false.

"True skills will come. Once I've exhausted you, it's time for me to really take action."

This thought was swirling in his mind. Zuo Wuzhou had no emotion at all and focused on fighting wholeheartedly: "Shen Nujiang is too old. Among the nine martial saints, eight of them are newcomers. Fortunately, they are newcomers. Otherwise, if these eight people are all

It’s terrifying when your soul power is perfect.”

Each of the nine great martial saints had perfect cultivation, and with the cooperation of their supreme spear souls, it would be too terrifying.

Shen Nujiang shouted violently, swung his arms, flew his sword, and slashed the wind and clouds with a change of expression: "Eat my combat skill. Hua Zi Zai Jue!"

Taking a deep breath, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes shone brightly, his arms were like steel, and he laughed wildly: "Wind soul? Don't you know that I am the soul of the five elements! I will defeat your wind soul with the earth soul."

The aura shook and exploded, and Zhi Jiaotian's spiritual energy rolled down instantly. Zuo Wuzhou swung and swung, like a majestic mountain that had stood for hundreds of millions of years, without wavering at all.

Even if the wind passes by and even if the clouds come, they remain motionless. The wind passes without leaving a trace, and how can the invisible and intangible wind move the mountain?

Just let it be strong, let it be strong, the breeze blows the mountain net. Let it be horizontal, let it be horizontal, the bright moon shines on the river.

Shen Nujiang's breath was stagnant, his face was livid, and he jumped up and down. He rushed towards him, and he raised the knife with more than ten million pounds of strength: "I miscalculated one time, and I will kill you with another golden wave!"

With his fighting skills, billions of rays of light flowed like a great river. It was running endlessly and the golden light was shining. The heroes looked at it and gasped. This river of molten gold is almost irresistible. If anyone is trapped,

There is no escape from death.

Anyone who knew Shen Nujiang suddenly blurted out, among them Mu Wusheng was even more shocked: "Could this be the "Flowing Flowers and Flowing Waters. Four Fighting Skills."

"Flowing Flowers and Flowing Water, four combat skills?" Zuo Wuzhou said with emotion: "Okay, it is indeed very strong. It is actually integrated into the gold element combat skills. It is amazing."

"However, with such combat skills, you still want to kill me. It's outrageous!"

"Let's go!" Zuo Wuzhou flew into the sky like a violent fire. He rolled up rings of fire and laughed loudly. He flew away like a roc: "Shen Nujiang. Let me see how your nine great martial saints can fight with me.

flexible!"

The nine great martial saints had angry faces, and Shen Nujiang's old face darkened. He said in a deep voice: "Chase!"

“Wonderful, really wonderful.”

The countless martial saints hiding in their noses exclaimed: "This is a battle that is rare in a hundred years. If you don't see it, you can't see it in vain. If you have some experience, you may become a super saint."

"Brother Fan, let's go together."

All kinds of noises moved together, and countless bodies of different colors soared into the sky in various ways and chased away.

Song Yingji glanced sternly into the darkness. Suddenly a thought came into his ears: "I'll go take a look."

"Ancestor." Song Yinghao almost blurted out: "Heart!"

"I can't help even if I go. It's better." Cui Wusheng was full of confidence and only said that Zuo Wuzhou would be defeated: "Looking at Zuo Wuzhou's speed, it's astonishing. If Grand Master's uncle can defeat him, he may not be able to kill him."

A super saint is a super saint. No one thinks that a super saint will be defeated or die at the hands of a martial saint. Especially there are nine martial saints to help in the battle, especially these nine martial saints are also linked by top spear souls.

Cui Wusheng came to take charge of the city, and he had his own ideas. Suspicion suddenly arose: "This Zuo Wuzhou knows he is outmatched. Why did he show up? Could it be that he is Lin Zhou, could he be trying to get rid of Lin Zhou's suspicion? What a coincidence. Let's go.

You will know if Lin Zhou is there or not."

If Cui Wusheng knew that Zuo Wuzhou came here with murderous intentions, he would never doubt Zuo Wuzhou's motives.

If you can't defeat the enemy and still come, then of course there are suspicions and motives. But if you can't defeat the enemy and come again, then the suspicion and motives will naturally disappear.

In the middle of the morning and in the middle of the night, figures of martial saints shuttled across the sky. Most of the martial saints in Wuyuan City had rushed to watch the battle. Super saints had not appeared in public for nine hundred years, let alone made a move. Watching the battle of super saints, many

Even if you have an opinion, you may not know it.

Cui Wusheng rushed to the house of the "Iron Man" and jumped in. The first thing he saw was the "Iron Man" practicing cross-legged practice and Lian Canghai. Most of his doubts were gone.

Cui Wusheng refused to leave, and Lian Canghai ignored him. He just continued to cross his legs and pretend to practice, deeply unsure of the outcome of this battle.
To be continued...