All of this happened in an instant. From Ye Xin's attack, to his killing thousands of people, to the outbreak of a full-scale battle, it was all in an instant.
At the same time, a blood-red long knife flew in the air in an instant.
Zhuo Yiming stood proudly in the air, and the Zhanhong Dao landed in his hand.
Zhuo Yiming looked around, and finally landed on Nie Changsheng who was fighting Futian.
The aura of the two was too terrifying, and none of them dared to participate in the battle group of eight people.
The upper god may have a chance.
Even the current Ye Xin can clearly feel the gap between himself and these top people.
Ye Xin didn't make fun of himself, and participated in the battle at that level, his eyes were all on the person in front of him.
In the rear, Nie Canghai didn't do anything, he just stood there!
Ye Xin also knows this. Nie Canghai has friends, and these friends of his will settle this battle for him, and he will use all his strength to deal with the Emperor of Heaven in the future. Before that, he will not go to anything Do.
The sound of Qilin's flute became more and more urgent, and the war spread throughout Zhentianmen. On every mountain peak, there were countless beasts rushing towards the mountain gate.
At the same time, Zhuo Yiming stared at Nie Changsheng, and said calmly: "You have always wanted your master's martial arts, but in my opinion, this martial arts is useless to me. Since you want to see it, then I I'll show you just once!"
"Here comes the knife!"
Starting with Zhanhongdao, this seemingly ordinary knife has accompanied Zhuo Yiming for almost his whole life.
Cut the red knife and groan softly.
"With a single blow of a sword, the gate of heaven will be opened, and there will be no more shepherds in the world!"
A strange martial arts power radiated from Zhuo Yiming's body.
His whole body seemed to become unreal, the long knife in his hand rose against the wind, and a blood-colored light suddenly appeared, and a terrible oppressive force floated out of his body between the sharpness of the knife.
No one knew what kind of martial art Zhuo Yiming had practiced, he couldn't even explain it himself.
He is the pioneer of his martial art.
Below, when Nie Canghai saw Zhuo Yiming's surge, he murmured: "Master, your saber has reappeared."
"Destroy Dao! Zhentianmen's supreme martial arts, the signature move of the founder, destroy Dao!" Fu Tian chuckled and said, "Interesting, I've only heard of it in rumors."
During the conversation, his whole figure retreated and said: "Nie Changsheng, let you bear the knife of your master alone!"
"Boom!"
The long knife pressed down, and everyone, including Ye Xin, felt that their eardrums were about to be cracked. This terrifying pressure made him feel a little unable to bear it!
"Old manit seems that he gained a lot from martial arts!" Ye Xin said in shock.
And Zhuo Yiming's knife had already been cut down.
Nie Changsheng sneered. Around him, countless sword qi surged and converged. Facing Zhuo Yiming's sword, he seemed not to be careless.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Fu Tian, ??who had been withdrawing, suddenly snapped his right arm, turned around and slashed at Nie Changsheng with the axe.
"you!"
Nie Changsheng's face changed, he didn't seem to expect that Futian would launch a sneak attack on him at this time.
"Boom!"
He pointed like a sword, and countless sword intents gathered and collided with Zhuo Yiming's saber. Suddenly, the ground trembled.
"Pfft!"
He was also hit hard by the ax all over his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and a hideous wound appeared on his back.
Along with countless battles, the entire main peak is constantly trembling.
"He's not dead?" Fu Tian frowned.
"You" Nie Changsheng gritted his teeth, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhuo Yiming who fell from the sky, his expression was extremely ugly!
He couldn't feel Zhuo Yiming's strength, and Zhuo Yiming's knife was comparable to a high god.
But it was this knife that forced him to be injured.
In his heart, there was endless anger surging.
He is the head of Zhentianmen, one of the top people in the world.
Now, he is injured, and his power is at risk of being wiped out.
And this, it seems that only because he tied a person, he was surrounded by a group of?There are high gods, a group of guys who are less than a hundred years old, who have been persecuted to such an extent.
In his heart, there is a monstrous anger.
"You bastards!" he said through gritted teeth.
The aura on his body rose even more violently.
At the same time, a burst of voice suddenly resounded.
"What I see and meet is suffering, and all living beings are suffering!"
"Everything that is born and gained is a disaster, and all living beings are ruined!"
"We live, you die, I come, I see, I curse, all living beings all die!"
In an instant, an extremely evil breath surged away in an instant.
All the people looked over in search of sound, and saw that not far away, Bohr was sitting cross-legged. At a certain point, his whole body slowly rose up, an extremely evil and disgusting aura, in the air. emanating from it.
He floated into the air, and above the sky, the clouds rolled away.
"Apocalypse!" Ball closed his eyes.
In the air, the clouds seemed to roll into a huge eye, and at a certain point, Bohr opened the eye!
At the same time, above the sky, the erect eye also opened.
"The eye!"
"Buzz!"
At this moment, those eyes suddenly opened.
"Um?"
Ye Xin looked around, and he saw that above the ground, countless gray gas began to climb towards all the people in Zhentianmen.
Because of the genius battle, there were quite a few people on the main peak of Zhentianmen.
Therefore, there are also tens of thousands of participants in this battle.
Most of those who enter Zhentianmen are extremely talented. Zhentianmen has many inheritances and rich resources. This group of talented people can enter the eternal flame and decay level even if they are lying down.
Therefore, most of the exhibitors are martial arts masters and above. This is an absolutely terrifying force.
Tens of thousands of martial arts masters, this is a huge force that the eight primordial stars gather together, and I am afraid that they cannot be brought together. Among them, there are also a lot of extraordinary realms.
But at this time, under such a large number of people, a gray air current began to climb up from the feet towards these people.
The corner of Boer's mouth that floated up suddenly showed a smile and said: "Remember my name, my name is Boer, the god of curses, you can also call me evil god!"
After finishing speaking, he chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Death!"
"Plop!"
At some point, a person fell to the ground with a plop. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com