This old guy is going to fight to the death!

Pan Meixin showed a hint of fear on her face. The dragon-headed crutch in her hand quickly turned in front of her, dancing a brilliant light, as if it had transformed into a golden plate that blocked her, unable to enter.

"Get out!"

Wu Qiuxun's magical sun and moon wheels hit the point of the direct strike, and the knife wheels intersected. Before the bursting sound wave had spread, the second strike had already fallen again.

The third strike, the fourth strike, the thirty strike, the fiftieth strike...

Pan Meixin's crutches were fast, and the fantasy sun and moon wheel in Wu Qiu's hand was faster. They were densely and crazily hitting the crutches like rain wheels. The powerful impact made Pan Meixin's chest sweet after each blow. If it weren't forcibly pressed down, the blood sprayed out would probably be enough to make up a river of blood.

At this moment, she was not only glad, but also glad that this old guy was weak and weak...

"Let me open it!"

Pan Meixin could no longer suppress the blood in her body. She opened her mouth and dyed the sky in the square inch red. A broken sound that she could hear came from her arms. The powerful impact force made her unable to continue standing in place and fly away to avoid her sharp edge.

If you retreat half a moment later, it will not only be the arms, but the entire body and life.

"puff……"

Pan Meixin heard the sound of rag tearing on her chest, and a blood column gushed out from her chest, and a half-foot-long wound appeared on her body at some point.

This is? Pan Meixin looked up at Wu Qiu, but she still didn't avoid the old guy's knife! But... when did he get the knife?

"Supreme Elder!"

On the side, Jue Bing and Sihuo rushed from both sides, holding Pan Meixin's backward body after being injured.

"Stop him!"

Pan Meixin didn't care about the injuries on her body and reached out to Wu Qiuxun.

"yes!"

Jue Leng and Shi Huo looked at each other, and rushed out at the same time, although Wu Qiuxun was terrifying at the moment, they had to take action. If Wu Qiuxun really reached Zheng Shiyi, he would protect Zheng Shiyi and let Zheng Shiyi break through the title of marquis, then all of them, all those who had taken action to stop Wu Qiuxun would die!

Facing Wu Qiuxun, who has been severely injured, he is better than facing a powerful Fenghou man who is invincible in all cultivation levels!

A stream of red blood flowed out from the corner of Wu Qiuxun's mouth. He forced all the spiritual energy in his body. Although he successfully damaged Pan Meixin, the injury on his body also deepened a little while the spiritual energy backfired.

"Those who block me will die!"

Wu Qiuxun felt the shaking blood in his body, took a breath, his body rose slightly, and his arm drew a half-arc mark in the sky. Now his disciple is being besieged, and his breath has even been affected. If the disciple dies, what's the point of living?

As long as you can protect your disciple, what's wrong with even if you die? Not to mention that you just gather your spiritual energy and are injured internally!

Slashing down with one blow, it seemed that the crescent moon in the sky was falling, and a breath that was about to cut through everything was rushed straight towards it. It seemed that everything in the world would be easily cut from the middle under this blow!

Elder Jue Leng felt the almost suffocating sharp breath coming from the sky, and his whole body became difficult to breathe, and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wu Qiuxun has obviously started to fight to the death. If he can, he really doesn't want to compete with Wu Qiuxun, but there is no way, and he will never be allowed to retreat.

"The screen of extreme cold!"

Between Elder Jue Leng's hands, a transparent jade bottle appeared. The waves of ice that seemed to be able to instantly freeze the volcano's instant cold air, and instantly gathered into an ice wall that seemed to be piled up by ten thousand years of ice. The waves of cold air that could freeze the souls out of the ice wall, instantly completely frozen the air ahead.

Wu Qiuxun slashed down with one blow, and the bitter energy slapped the ice wall, making a crisp sound, and then this energy was completely frozen in the air under the cold air.

The ice in the air spread rapidly ahead, and for a moment, this world seemed to have turned into a snowy and ice.

Wu Qiuxun's hands were instantly wrapped in the frost, and his whole body seemed to be completely frozen.

The cold and biting cold air hit the whole body, and even the spiritual energy in the body was affected, and the speed of flow became slower.

On the other side, on the hands of Elder Skeleton Fire, the hot flames were burning wildly and gathering towards his fingertips. In a blink of an eye, the fiery red flames had turned into a long and slender sword. The long sword streaked across the sky and ignited all the surrounding sky, like a sea of ​​fire and slashed down with the force of burning the world.

Just as he was about to be covered by the sea of ​​martial souls, Wu Qiuxun suddenly closed his eyes, and his body, which seemed very thin because of his old age, suddenly burst out with an extremely majestic and vast aura.

A phantom of a troll with green skin appeared, and the purest ancient aura spread wildly around. At this moment, the whole world seemed to collapse in an instant under this aura.

Martial soul! Wu Qiuxun’s martial soul!

Pan Meixin and the other two looked at the phantom of the ancient troll emerging in the sky, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon god in the world, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Experts like Wu Qiuxun naturally have martial souls, but since he escaped from the Holy Tomb alone, he has never used his martial soul again.

Even when the Qiuxin Sect encountered the biggest trouble that time, he was attacked by two masters who were more powerful than the Supreme Elder, he did not use his martial soul.

Obviously, his martial soul must have been affected in the Holy Tomb, and it is possible that he may even be killed. Unexpectedly, today he actually released his martial soul again.

For his disciple, release his martial soul!

The phantom of the ancient troll stayed in the sky for a moment that he could not breathe. The whole phantom flashed and hid in the army Qiu Xun's body.

In an instant, Wu Qiuxun's originally thin body suddenly swelled, and the frost on his body melted and peeled off.

"die!"

Wu Qiuxun waved his arm and waved it down quickly. For a moment, afterimages appeared in the sky. Even because of the speed too fast, these afterimages were connected into one.

In the air, crisp explosions came out one after another, and the ice in the air shattered, and pieces of ice slag sputtered and flew down around.

Elder Jue Leng looked at the cold light flashing in front of him, and was shocked. His legs stared in the air one after another and wanted to retreat with the rear. With such a sharp attack, Wu Qiuxun even gave people the illusion of returning to the peak. This was definitely not a force that he could compete head-on. If he blocked it, there would be only a dead end.

"laugh……"

My body had just taken a few steps back, and a sound like something was torn into my ears was heard, followed by a piercing pain from my chest.

Jueleng looked down and saw that the chest of his body was cut open, revealing a crack that was more than three inches wide and spread across the entire ****.

The sternum was broken, and even the heart hidden inside the body had completely exploded.

I……

I just died like this? I died without any resistance?

Jue Leng's head tilted and fell from the sky.

Wu Qiuxun killed Elder Jue Leng, and his other arm swept across the direction of the sea of ​​fire.

The flames that were burning like the ocean were permeated through this blow.

The flames fluctuated wildly, flying towards the surroundings, and the sea of ​​fire that could hardly be seen at the end was scattered under this blow, falling to the earth. Because it was too far away from the ground, most of the heavy flames were still extinguished in mid-air. Only the largest pieces fell on the ground, burning wildly, igniting all the ground below.

Elder Skeleton's eyes suddenly widened, and his body flew rapidly upwards, avoiding this extremely terrifying attack as soon as possible.

However, his body was still rising, and his legs and knees were one inch higher than his height, and a cold feeling came.

That is the unique touch of contact with metal weapons!

With one blow, it was extremely sharp, as if the sharpest blade in the world was slashed. With the stroke, his legs were cut off by one blow.

A huge pain that made people almost fainted came from the thick top of their legs and instantly spread throughout their body along their nerves.

Elder Skeleton Fire fell head-on towards the ground under his feet like an eagle with his wings broken.

Fierce skills blew through his ears, and Sihuo looked at the ground closer and closer to him, and a panic flashed across his face. He fell from such a high place, even as a Junhou, he would fall to death.

In panic, Skehuo quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body to stabilize his body, but just after being hit by a blow, a violent aura rushed into his body, rushing wildly from side to side. For a moment, he could not even successfully mobilize the spiritual energy in his body.

The spiritual energy could not be operated, and Sihuo could only watch his head get closer and closer to the ground, and finally hit the ground with his head facing down.

It seemed as if a small mountain fell from the mountain. The earth shook violently, and the head of the skeleton fire exploded when it contacted the ground. A series of milky white brains and bright red blood mixed together and exploded around.

Elder Jue Leng, die!

Elder Skeleton Fire, die!

However, an unusual pale color appeared on Wu Qiuxun's face. In the dantian, a series of auras were stirring wildly, as if they were about to completely crush the entire dantian.

The next moment, his body, which was standing upright, bent slightly, and a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth.

What outsiders think is not wrong. His martial soul has been severely damaged after entering the Holy Sect last time, and it is an extremely severe damage, which is a kind of irrecoverable damage.

So since the return of the Holy Tomb, he has never used his martial soul, but this time, for his disciple, he must use his martial soul!
Chapter completed!