The vigorous blood and blood of life that was as strong as a dragon made many people feel chest tightness and panting, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

clang...

The golden palms and fingers were like the sun spreading across the sky. The fingertips brushed by, colliding with the golden sword fan that Wang Zeyu slashed out, and a metal tremolo burst out, and Mars burst out.

People were shocked!

The native actually beat the third-grade magic weapon of the Saint-level third-grade magic weapon, and not only did his fingers remain intact, but he also shocked Wang Zeyu's magic weapon, flying sword.

Dozens of magical swords were shaken back, and the sword body trembled continuously, making Wang Zeyu take several steps in a row, his face full of horror.

Then, he was shocked and angry, feeling as if his face was gone and his eyes were even more fierce.

"Indigenous, die!"

Wang Zeyu's momentum rose wildly, and his hands were closed. The flying swords that were shocked back were singing together, and were held in both hands and slashed out violently.

In an instant, the fused sword slashed out a vigorous sword light, reflecting the mountain within a radius of hundreds of miles into a golden world.

The rest of the people were so shocked that they retreated, making enough space.

Wang Yuze actually sublimated so early.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold, blocking his body, and his body was filled with infinite golden light. Every inch of his body was flowing with golden clouds, with Buddha's rhyme spreading out, and Sanskrit Buddhist seals appeared on his skin.

Glazed golden body, flawless and filthy.

Four swanzi talismans emerged from behind him.

The fierce sword light slashed down, almost shattering the void, and a very long black line appeared. The overflowing sword energy instantly impacted the grass and rocks of the entire mountain into powder.

when!

The sword light slashed to a position about two meters in front of Jun Wuxie's body. The four spiders suddenly flashed, and a golden bell appeared, blocking the sword energy.

The clock wall collided with the sword energy, shaking out a wave-like golden energy, which continued to rise and fall, spreading towards the distance.

The sword Wang Zeyu slashed out was not just one sword light, but dozens or hundreds of sword lights.

The sword lights followed one by one, forming a shadow of the sword energy in the air.

"when!"

The sword energy kept slashing on the golden bell. The deafening bell sounded shaking the eight wildernesses, and golden sound waves swept through, making many people present feel their brains buzzing.

"What are you? You dare to come here and speak loudly!"

Jun Wuxie carried his body with one hand, [Vajra Indestructible Power], he protected his body, and walked forward towards him as Wang Yuze's crazy slash.

Such a strong attitude and picture shocked everyone who witnessed this scene.

Even mythical geniuses such as Dugu Ruyan, Jian Chen, Jian Xu, Di Hui, and Zhao Wenting were unbelievable.

This Jun Wuxie gave them the feeling that the realm was clearly not as deep as the three realms of Lu Xian. Even if it was equivalent to the three realms of Lu Xian, there was a big barrier between him and Wang Yuze.

Wang Yuze is in the realm of mythology. Although it is only a first-level level, it is still a myth anyway.

Now, the powerful sword technique that Wang Zeyu used after sublimation was actually caught by the other party.

No counterattack was fought back, and he directly used his magical powers to defend, which made Wang Zeyu's attack unable to even break his defense.

"impossible……"

They looked at each other and saw a deep shock in each other's eyes. This was a subversive cognition and contrary to common sense.

How can anyone in the world do this?

The key is that the other party’s realm is still so low!

How terrible is this native named Jun Wuxie?

At this time, Jun Wuxie had already rushed into Wang Zeyu with the crazy slash of the magic weapon war sword.

Wang Zeyu wanted to retreat, but Jun Wuxie was faster than him. The runes under his feet bloomed, and the words "Singing" added, and he instantly reached half a meter in front of him.

Bang!

A crisp and loud slap sounded across the mountain, echoing between the sky and the earth, and entering everyone's ears.

The powerful men in another world saw that the native slap Wang Zeyu in the face with his golden fingers, slapped him all over, and his blood was squirting, and his back teeth were shot.

come out.

Wang Zeyu's body drew a long parabola in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground out of a deep pit and splashing the soil.

Suddenly, the entire mountain top became quiet, so quiet that there was no sound at all.

Wang Zeyu, as the young master of the Supreme Family, who dares to slap him in the face?
Chapter completed!