In addition, he was in a really bad mood now, and the middle-aged man who stole the blue lava milk turned a deaf ear to his words.

This angered Feng Jueyu.

The distance between Feng Jueyu and the four of them was too close, barely about one meter. He had never missed a shot from this distance.

Feng Jueyu was not surprised at all when he saw the middle-aged man blocking his sword energy.

Before the sword light was determined, Feng Jueyu moved his fingers together, and the true divine power transformed from the Qianzun's golden body instantly poured into Baihai's limbs, causing him to hit two fingers of both hands and unleash seven sword energy in succession.

At the same time, Feng Jueyu waved his arms quickly, using a group-injury killing move.

The middle-aged man in leather armor, the old man, the woman and the middle-aged man who robbed his bottle were all in the same group.

But at this moment, he was so close to the four of them, and he was afraid that if he made a move, the other party would fight back immediately.

So as long as he took action, he never thought of giving the other party a chance to kill him.

The blazing white sword energy flickered, and the sword energy was unparalleled, and it immediately forced all the middle-aged, old men and women in leather armor back.

At the same time, his three sword qi attacked the middle-aged man who was grabbing his bottle. The sword qi was so fast that it was dazzling.

Before the middle-aged man could regain his composure, he saw three sword energy stabbing at him rapidly, which frightened him to the point of death.

He moved his fingers in the air repeatedly, forming several crystal shields as big as stone mills, and prepared to draw down the sword energy.

But he never expected that Feng Jueyu's sword energy was unparalleled.

As soon as the crystal shield and the sword energy touched each other, it shattered into countless pieces with a snap.

The minor gods basically do not have artifacts on their bodies, and even if they do, they are sacred artifacts.

But the holy weapon in the divine world is just like the ordinary iron shield in the lower world. It is not worth mentioning at all when faced with the full blow of the true divine power.

Therefore, the only thing that the middle-aged person can think of is the secret and forbidden arts that he has practiced for many years and learned through his understanding of the way of heaven.

But he didn't know that Feng Jueyu was using divine tactics.

The interoperability and fusion of the Ten Thousand Divine Fingers and the Nine Lotus Sword Art are as powerful as the Divine Art, and even more powerful.

One is equivalent to divine art, and the other is equivalent to mortal iron.

How to fight?

"Pah, pah, pah..."

In less than three seconds, all the silver crystal shields in front of the middle-aged body collapsed, and three sword energy went straight towards Huanglong. Puff-puff, one sword pierced the middle-aged body.

The power of these three swords is unimaginable. The light of the swords shatters the body, making them easy and comfortable without any effort.

One of the swords penetrated directly between the eyebrows. The middle-aged man fell to the ground instantly, staring into two eyes full of fear, and died on the spot.
Chapter completed!