Chapter 141 (1/2)

Is it a divine distraction?

Everyone present was surprised.

Just now, the sword came north through the clouds, killed nine puppets in the imperial realm, and eliminated the spirit separation of Yamamoto 16. Luo Jianxin only used the power of the spirit separation, and his original statue did not come here at all.

Since the bloody sword sect joined the limitless demon sect, no one has been able to see Luo Jianxin's full strength, so what is his real combat power now?

Everyone sighed.

But now they don't have too much surprise time.

What they have to face is a three headed dog, a monster at the top of the imperial level, and the Holy Level defense magic weapon.

Luo Jianxin's sword cracked the shield.

Sword rain had no time for superfluous consideration, but also cut off with one sword.

The strong players present attack the defense array together.

We must not let the strong Fusang awaken things underground.

Especially Jianyu, as a witness of World War I, she knew the strength of the monster. Even if she could kill the monster, she would lose both sides.

In the current situation of Jianzong, she must not be injured.

Up to now, although a steady stream of emperors and powerful people have come to the main gates, they have not seen a saint, even a semi saint.

Some of the major hermit elders must also know what terrible things are sealed under the broken sword altar, but they just don't do it.

If the sword rain is not bad, the other sects should have saints coming and hiding around, that is, sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, waiting for both themselves and the monster to lose.

But sword rain has no way.

Once the monster awakens, the first to suffer is Shuzhou. Jianzong has a weak power in recent years and only occupies one state of Shuzhou. If Shuzhou is destroyed, Jianzong will completely lose its secular resources and be difficult to survive.

Therefore, sword rain has to do its best whether the other large saints fight or not.

A sword fell on the bowl.

The shield cracked like an egg shell.

”Everyone, at all costs, kill the strong in Fusang.”

At the moment, Jianyu has become the leader in the eyes of everyone present.

With the order of sword rain, everyone rushed into the field.

But the tens of thousands of blood corpses protected the four strong men in Fusang.

If you want to kill the four strong Fusang, you have to kill all these corpse demons first.

”Get out of the way.”

Sword rain shouted angrily.

Some sword sect disciples on the ground quickly opened a passage.

”Cut.”

The bright sword in his hand was thrown ahead and straight.

Daguang Mingjian goes straight ahead. The sword rain, black hair and clothes will be floating. It's not heroic.

The great bright sword kept moving forward. All the corpse demons encountered were burned to the ashes of the city. Countless strong people followed behind the sword rain and went towards the altar.

”Welcome Baqi snake.”

Just before Jianyu, when Daguang sword was about to hang the four strong Fusang, suddenly a golden light appeared in the bodies of the four strong Fusang and threw it into the boiling blood pool.

”No, everyone back.”

Sword rain rushed into the sky in an instant.

Everyone was shocked and didn't know what had happened.

However, in the next moment, the ground began to collapse crazily, countless blood emerged, and the altar was hundreds of feet away, reduced to a sea of blood.

Sword sect disciples are in a low state. Many people are still outside the square and have no time to enter.

However, there are still many strong people in the imperial realm, the disciples of Zhenwu realm, following behind Jianyu.

When the ground collapsed, many people didn't respond well. There were three or four strong emperors, more than a dozen disciples of Zhenwu, and still dozens of strong men of other sects fell into the sea of blood.

Once they fall into the sea of blood, all their accomplishments will be lost. They will be pulled like an abyss by a mysterious gravity, and their death will be miserable.

”Roar.”