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Chapter 1501 The witch saint with the heart to die

Zhuo Buqun came quickly, like stars roaring.

The Black Witch Lord felt that the void around him and he was bombarded into powder.

Only then did he realize that the high priest of the Black Witch Clan was killed by Zhuo Buqun's punch.

He was shocked and hurriedly fled to the Void behind him! But the void around him was chaotic and difficult to escape into it for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Buqun came to him.

The powerful murderous aura hits me like a storm! "Ha, do you think you can hurt me like this?"

The Black Witch Lord's face looked ferocious, and in the midst of lightning, he grabbed a black giant sword out of thin air.

On the giant sword, there were nine dragons with flying patterns, and the sword edge was sharp, cutting into cracks in the surrounding void.

With a sword, he stabbed Zhuo Buqun who was coming to kill the general, as if piercing the entire starry sky.

It was just that this giant sword alone, it was a delusion to think that Zhuo Buqun was trying to hurt.

Zhuo Buqun curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

I was even too lazy to avoid the sword that contained violence and the rules of the Great Way of Sharp Sword.

He grabbed his hands in the air, and lived in mid-air, holding the giant sword in his hand.

It felt that his hand controlled the endless void.

"What arrogance, powerful physical strength!"

The Black Witch Master cursed inwardly and wanted to pull the giant sword away from Zhuo Buqun's control.

However, no matter how hard he used, Zhuo Buqun's hands remained unmoved, like a rock! "The leader of the Black Witch, shouldn't he have only this little combat power, right?

ridiculous!"

Zhuo Buqun showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"If this is true, I can only say that those old people in the Jing family really look down on me!"

"I actually sent a waste like you, and I want to kill me?

Isn’t this a fool?”

Faced with Zhuo Buqun's ridicule, although the Black Witch Lord was angry, he knew that he was definitely not Zhuo Buqun's opponent.

He was at a disadvantage in just one round. How could he dare to fight? He abandoned his giant sword and turned around and ran away! Zhuo Buqun smiled when he saw this scene.

The Black Witch Lord has no other skills, but his ability to run away is first-class.

Once he was allowed to escape at the last battle. This time, why was Zhuo Buqun willing to let him go easily?

"Can you leave?"

Zhuo Buqun sneered, took one step forward, and teleported out.

"Haha, do you want the life of the lord of this clan?

You should ask for blessings first!”

While running away, the Black Witch Lord turned around and smiled sarcastically at Zhuo Buqun.

He swept away the panic he had just now, his face full of pride and arrogant.

Zhuo Buqun's heart was shocked.

But at this moment, Zhuo Buqun was shocked to find that the giant dragon-patterned sword abandoned by the Black Witch Lord burst out with terrifying rules, shackled the void within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Is he a top-grade star soldier in the sky?"

Zhuo Buqun's pupils shrank slightly and he looked at the giant sword.

I saw that all the patterned dragons on the black giant sword came alive.

The nine black dragons rushed out of the giant sword like iron chains, hovering in the surrounding void, and actually imprisoned the void around Zhuo Buqun.

Seeing this scene, the Black Witch Lord stopped, turned his head to look at Zhuo Buqun, and couldn't help laughing loudly, his face full of pride.

"Just junior, dare to destroy my Black Witch Clan?

The leader of this clan can capture you alive by taking a little trick and handing you over to the ancient clan Jing family. The Black Witch Clan will definitely receive a heavy reward and a new rise is just around the corner!”

"Please show up and strangle this crazy junior together!"

As soon as the Black Witch Lord finished speaking, a dark purple door suddenly appeared in the void.

"Junior, you're about to die!"

"I almost wiped out my Black Witch Clan. I want you to die and survive!"

The Black Witch Clan Witch Saint flashed out of the door, and the cold light burst into his eyes, staring at Zhuo Buqun with a resentful look.

Zhuo Buqun smiled indifferently.

The Black Witch Lord and the Black Witch Saint were careful this time and specially dug up such a pit for him.

Just as the two of them were talking, nine black dragons hovered in a wonderful trajectory and quickly gathered together.

The surrounding void also contracted, and terrifying oppression surged from all directions.

"Junior, how does it feel under my Jiulong Birded Sky Sword?"

The Wu Sheng smiled gloomyly.

In the eyes of the two, Zhuo Buqun's threat has been minimized.

Even if you cannot kill him, it is enough to trap him.

The two of them no longer had any fear of Zhuo Buqun. They swayed and came to Zhuo Buqun's not far away.

Zhuo Buqun was silent and the power of the stars in his body was circulating with a loud bang.

With his physical strength, he could not break free from the constraints of the Nine Dragon Bound Sword.

Zhuo Buqun smiled indifferently, "You Black Witch Clan cannot have such a star soldier. If I guess correctly, it should be given to you by the Jing family, right?"

“So what?”

The Black Witch Master snorted coldly.

Zhuo Buqun sighed and shook his head, looking very regretful.

Seeing his appearance, the Black Witch Lord thought he knew there was no hope of escaping, so he became discouraged.

He smiled proudly and said, "Now you know how to regret it?"

Your mistake is that you shouldn’t provoke our Black Witch Clan, and you shouldn’t provoke the Jing family!”

"regret?"

Zhuo Buqun sneered, "You're thinking too much! I'm just sighing that the Black Witch Clan is also an ancient race that has existed since the birth of heaven and earth. Now it has become the cannon fodder of the Jing family and will be exterminated from now on. How can this not make people sigh?"

The black witch clan leader's face changed and he was furious in an instant.

The Wu Sheng stopped the Black Witch Master and said, "Why do you have to be angry with a dying person?

What’s important now is to suppress him as soon as possible and hand him over to the Jing family!”

"Master Wu Sheng said it right!"

The Black Witch Lord nodded slightly and wanted to urge Zhuo Buqun to completely shackle him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a huge force surged in Zhuo Buqun's body, and his expression suddenly changed.

Boom! Zhuo Buqun fused Cang Dan's power into his body through the mirror of the transformation of the sky, turned into his own power, and burst out at this time.

The shackles formed by the nine black dragons collapsed instantly.

The nine black dragons let out a wail, their bodies collapsed, and turned into nine black shadows and fell on the black giant sword.

The aura of the giant sword instantly weakened, and the dragon patterns on the sword also faded a lot.

The Black Witch Lord and the Black Witch Saint were both shocked and immediately retreated backwards! "You two have this little ability?

Just a clown jumping!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled disdainfully.

Wu Sheng snorted coldly and took back the Nine Dragon Binding Sword.

"Arrogant!"

"I will appear again today and will have the intention to die. With my life, I will win the Black Witch Clan's life."

"I heard that you have the ability to control the punishment of heaven and destroy the Dao of Dou Sheng. I really want to see it and take action!"

Wu Sheng looked solemn and cut the palm of his hand with the giant sword in his hand.

Blood overflowed, and the nine dragon patterns on the giant sword sucked all the blood as if they were coming alive.

A gloomy and weird dark red rune suddenly appeared on the sword!
Chapter completed!
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