Han Wufeng laughed and said, "In my sword tide realm, see where else can you escape!"

Scream! Scream comes from the sky, like a sword rain, gathering into a sword tide, covering the entire space.

No matter how fast Zhuo Buqun's body movement is, it is difficult to avoid the sword tide falling from the sky.

"Why do you have to run away?"

Zhuo Buqun flipped his right hand and a three-foot-sized black flag appeared in his hand, which was the Starry River flag.

At this time, there were many strong people present, and there was also a strong man from the Yan family of the ancient clan. Zhuo Buqun could not reveal his identity, so he had many means that he could not use, and the Tianhua Mirror could not see the light.

Xinghe Banner was originally a famous star soldier of Tianhe, a powerful Tianhe Gate, and was transformed by Zhuo Buqun many times, which was very different from before, so he didn't have to worry about exposing anything.

Boom! Zhuo Buqun threw the Galaxy flag out, and the flag was automatically rushing without wind, and a terrifying power swept across the sky and the earth, sweeping across the galaxy, surged out of the Galaxy flag.

Wherever the Galaxy Banner swept, the void was twisted and torn apart, and everything was strangled. The sword lights in the sky were quickly twisted and broken, and finally completely collapsed and swept away.

"Sky-level star soldiers!"

"How come this treasure is very similar to the treasure Xinghe Banner in Tianhemen?"

"That's not the Starry Banner. Its breath and power are different. It should be a copy!"

The emergence of the Galaxy Banner immediately attracted the attention of many strong people.

The master of Tianhe Sect and Hu Yan Changsheng looked at each other carefully, but in the end, although he was a little confused, he dared not make up.

Han Wufeng's body shook, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"You are indeed hiding your strength, but so what?

No-final sword!”

A black big sword emerged from Han Wufeng's body. The big sword was thick and without sharpness, but it gave people the illusion of sharpness. It seemed that the void could be cut and the rules could be broken.

"cut!"

Han Wufeng's fingers were Zhuo Buqun and let out a murderous shout.

The black big sword suddenly appeared, and the surging sword intent tore the power of the Starry Banner torn the area covered by the power of the Starry Banner, and then sank into nothingness.

When the black sword appeared again, it had already appeared above Zhuo Buqun's head and slashed at him.

Buzz! Zhuo Buqun waved his hand and made a red light, turning into a ring of burning flames, and suddenly released a dazzling light, like a scorching sun hanging above the two of them. It was the Haoyang ring.

The star soldier Zhuo Buqun obtained in the Lingmeng Sect has been refined by him and has reached the highest level of Xuan-level and is very powerful.

However, he has too many methods, so Haoyanghuan has few opportunities to use it. Now he is an unnecessary star soldier.

The Haoyang Ring burst out with surging fire waves, impacting the Wufeng Sword.

Boom! The black big sword shattered the sea of ​​fire, slashed on the Haoyang ring, making a loud noise.

The sound of Haoyang ring shattering came, and it seemed that it could not hold on.

"A mere Xuan-level star soldiers are trying to fight with my Wufeng Sword, overestimating their abilities!"

Han Wufeng showed disdain.

A cold light flashed in Zhuo Buqun's eyes, and Haoyanghuan shook violently and exploded with a bang.

The most powerful star soldier in the Xuan-level level has a great explosion. The huge platform space is instantly occupied by wanton fire waves.

The black big sword made a trembling sound, and was shaken away by the power of the explosion of Haoyang Ring, and was grabbed in Han Wufeng.

Han Wufeng took back the Wufeng sword. When he saw a crack on the sword, even his Dou Ling suffered heavy damage. He was shocked and angry.

Whether it is strength or star soldiers, Han Wufeng is outstanding, but unfortunately he lacks some experience in facing the enemy and is too conceited. He never expected that Zhuo Buqun took out the Haoyang ring and had no intention of competing with his star soldiers at all, but to self-destruct.

"What a decisive and cruel junior, he even did not hesitate to self-destruct the star soldiers, which made Han Wufeng suffer a great loss!"

The man in the brocade clothes flashed.

Many geniuses on the platform also stared at each other, and some people secretly warned themselves that they should not take it lightly when they confront Zhuo Buqun.

The two sides confronting on the stage instantly reversed the situation as Zhuo Buqun exploded the Haoyang Huan.

Zhuo Buqun took out a broken palm fan.

Han Wufeng was stunned at first, and then a strong look of fear appeared in his eyes.

This fan is called the Epidemic Fan, which was seized by Zhuo Buqun from the evil saint disciples during the genius selection.

The Epidemic Fan is a star soldier of the lowest level in heaven. It can drive to the extreme and create a world transformed by the rules of epidemics, and even put a great world into a terrifying plague.

It can also be used to fly, activate with all your strength, break through space barriers and shuttle through the void.

Huh! Zhuo Buqun activated the Epidemic Fan and slapped Han Wufeng, and a gray-yellow aura rolled out.

A strange and evil epidemic rule quickly filled the entire platform space and enveloped Han Wufeng.

"Damn, what evil star soldier is this?"

Han Wufeng sensed the terrifying power of the epidemic and rushed from all directions. He felt like he had a serious illness in an instant, his body became weak and his expression changed drastically.

Scream! Han Wufeng activates the fighting spirit, forming a sword light barrier around his body, isolating the power of the epidemic and blocking the erosion of the epidemic.

At this time, Zhuo Buqun's aura suddenly changed drastically, his clone flashed out of his body, and a white light appeared from behind his head, spreading rapidly, turning into a huge aperture of more than ten feet.

A figure condensed in the aperture, wearing a high crown, like an emperor who dominates death, with cold and ruthless eyes, looking down at all things in the world like ants, and people can immediately understand the true meaning of death.

The mysterious and majestic voices were heard, as if the emperor had announced an edict to all living beings.

The will has only one meaning...Death! The Dharma of the Lord, which determines life and death in one word, destroys all things! Han Wufeng is instantly covered by the artistic conception of death. This artistic conception is even more terrifying than the power of epidemics. It can make all things wither, wither and eventually turn into decay! Han Wufeng's expression changed drastically again, and the Douling Spirit was released and integrated into Wufeng's sword. The surging sword intent drove the disease and death away.

At this time, Zhuo Buqun's killer moves followed one after another.

The Wrath of the King! The Killing of the King! Han Wufeng's spiritual will was severely damaged, his face turned pale, and his body was filled with a sense of death.

"How did Fang Zhuo's style change so much?"

"What exactly did Fang Zhuo practice? Not only did he possess extremely powerful physical divine power, but his evil saint's star soldiers, but he also mastered the way of death?"

"He actually has the double fighting spirits, and the fighting skills he uses are somewhat similar to the Holy Tripod Sect, which is really strange!"

...There were screams on the flying boats in the starry sky.

Ji Wuchang and the powerful Holy Tripod Sect who were watching the battle in the distance were also full of confusion. The shadow of the Holy Tripod Sect could be seen from Zhuo Buqun's clone, but the fighting skills he used came from the Avenue of Death, which made people difficult to see through.

"No matter how you can do it, under my Wufeng Sword, you are all tricks of devils!"

Han Wufeng shouted loudly, and the black sword suddenly burst out with a sword sound.

The sharp and domineering sword energy soared into the sky, and all the power surrounding him was shattered.

"Kill the god Jitian and kill!"

Han Lingfeng swung his sword, and the light in the space suddenly dimmed, as if all the light was swallowed by this sword.

The whole world suddenly became silent. Not only the light, but all the powers and even rules in the space were swallowed by this sword, and everything fell into silence.

"Are you finally going to sacrifice your life?"

Zhuo Buqun curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth and took out the Four Symbol True Inscription.
Chapter completed!