Wan Zheng saw Han Jie setting off the firework signal and knew that he was asking for help. If things went wrong, Hao Jian would be here soon. Time waits for no one, so he put on the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves that he never used easily.

He waved his hands in front of Guo Xuanwu's eyes and said with a proud smile: "Xiao Wu, you sit here, my adoptive father will let you see the advantages and disadvantages of these gloves, and he will teach them to you in the future. As long as they are not ancient magic weapons,

It is not afraid of any weapons!"

As soon as Wan Zheng finished speaking, the person disappeared.

"Young leader! Please get out of the car and meet me, subordinate..."

"ah!"

Before Han Jie could finish speaking, he heard a scream from behind him!

Turning around suddenly, he saw the believers falling down one after another. Every scream was accompanied by a blood arrow shooting out, but he couldn't see where the enemy was. He was frightened and shuddered!

More than a hundred people scattered like a tide, everyone was trembling, not knowing when bad luck would befall them.

"this……"

Han Jie and Hong Wei watched their men fall into a pool of blood one after another, but they were helpless because they couldn't even see each other's shadows, and both of them had frightened looks in their eyes.

Wan Zheng didn't need to bother so much. The reason why he killed them one by one was because he wanted to show off in front of Guo Xuanwu, and also to enhance Guo Xuanwu's confidence in himself.

"Over there!" Han Jie finally saw a pair of blood-red hands flying through the air like lightning, but he still couldn't see the other person's figure.

"Is this...a ghost..." Han Jie couldn't help but tremble.

Although Hongwei is young, he is well-informed. His pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted in horror: "Shadowless and invisible, the soul-splitting hand... is a magic hand! Wan is the world's number one illusionist.

Zheng! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

A person's name, the shadow of a tree!

When Hongwei shouted, everyone was immediately frightened to pee!

If we thought it was an enemy sneak attack just now, everyone was panicked but not panicked. Now when they heard that the opponent was Wan Zheng, they were all scared to death. Who dared to stay here? They all dispersed.

How far have you run?

The minions can run away, but Han Jie and Hongwei cannot. Firstly, all the subordinates are staring at them. They are also commanders after all. One person is inferior to ten thousand people, so it is impossible to escape; secondly, Guo Xuanwu

In the carriage, that is the person who the leader of the alliance has given a death order to find. Even if he runs away now, it will be a death if he turns around. Anyway, the signal for help has been sent out. It is better to fight with him, and maybe he can be dragged away.

With three moves and two moves, what if the leader of the alliance arrives in time?

Therefore, the two of them took out their swords and stood back to back with full vigilance. Each of them raised their skills to the limit, just like two bows with full strings. As soon as they made a move, it would be the most powerful move.

Guo Xuanwu was also stunned when he saw it in the car, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"What the hell kind of movement is this? Why can't I even see a person? It's like a ghost, so scary..."

The minions ran away, and Wan Zheng didn't bother to chase them anymore. He paused, revealed his true body, and slowly moved towards Han Jie with a pair of claws still dripping blood hanging down.

He Hongwei walked over, with a death-like light in his eyes!

"Bipolar Return to Yuan!"

Just when Wan Zheng was about fifty meters away from the two of them, the two of them shouted loudly, and at the same time they launched the most powerful killing move of Qing Ping's sword technique!

I saw two long swords, one on the left and one on the right, drawing a strange arc in the air. Then the two swords shook, and countless light spots exploded from the sword tips. The light spots in the sky were like green pods on the water.

It was fluttering wildly, forming two arcs in the air, and then merged into one, merging into a hemispherical sword energy light shield, which covered Wan Zhengdang's head!

The combined move of the two was so powerful that all the trees within a radius of fifty meters were crushed by the criss-crossing sword energy. Even the corpses on the ground were not spared. Ordinary masters would never be able to stop it. It was a pity that their opponents

He is not an ordinary master, but one of the top masters in today’s martial arts world!

I saw that Wan Zheng didn't even look at the sword net covering him, and a cold smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth!

Suddenly, when the silver sword net was still about one meter above his head, he soared into the sky, and his whole body transformed into a golden beam of light, which went straight to the top of the sword net!

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The sound of metal clashing was endless, and countless brilliant sparks exploded in the air!

The airtight sword net disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a mirror pierced by a steel cone. The chaotic sword energy flew everywhere, and screams were heard all around. Those who did not run far away wanted to watch the masters.

All the subordinates who fought against him suffered a disaster, and many of them were knocked down by the flying sword energy.

Everything became calm again, and Guo Xuanwu in the carriage was so stunned!

They saw Wan Zheng, Han Jie and Hong Wei standing opposite each other, holding the blades of two long swords tightly with both hands. They tried their best to draw the swords back, but they didn't move at all.

"Snapped!"

Wan Zheng showed a sneer, and twisted his wrists. Han Jie's long sword immediately broke into several pieces. Several silver meteors flashed in the sky, several screams were heard, and several more people fell down.

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From this we can sum up an experience: It’s okay to watch the excitement, but stay away!

Han Jie felt as if he had been hit by a running rhinoceros. He flew fifty meters away in an instant. He barely managed to stand up and spat out a bloody arrow from his mouth.

"Han... Your Majesty, are you... okay..."

An injured subordinate lying at Han Jie's feet said with great effort, even at this time, he still didn't forget to snap a few words.

Hongwei was not much better. His "Qingping Sword", which he intended to compete with the White Tiger Sword, was indeed not an ordinary thing. It was not broken by the shock, but was twisted into twists, and his whole body was also twisted.

He was thrown out, with new and old injuries occurring at the same time. He was lying on the ground with blood spurting out, and he couldn't even get up.

Wan Zheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Xiao Wu! Did you see that? I, my foster father, can beat them to pieces at will! What nonsense is the Golden Sword Alliance? They brazenly said that they would assist you in ascending to the throne of God. This is simply nonsense.

Just follow me!"

Guo Xuanwu originally wanted to praise him a few words, but when he heard what he said, he swallowed the flattery on his lips. The conflict between the Supreme Demon Cult and the Golden Sword Alliance was all because of him, and he didn't want to fan the flames anymore.

In order to avoid arousing Wan Zheng's murderous intention, he must kill all these people.

"It has been some time since they sent out the signal for help. I estimate that the reinforcements will arrive soon. If that old villain Hao Jian comes in person, it will be really hard to deal with. The martial arts of these two commanders are not weak, and I

I teach all the altar leader-level figures to fight hard and kill every one I can, so as to save them from causing trouble again after they recover from their injuries!"

Wan Zheng suddenly felt murderous, and in a flash he was in front of Han Jie, and without saying a word, he struck out with one palm!

Han Jie, who was already in shock, saw Wan Zheng suddenly appear in front of him, and instinctively knew that something was wrong. The moment Wan Zheng's right palm moved, he was so scared that his soul flew away, and he fell to the ground without thinking.

At the same time, he stretched out his right foot and hooked upwards, lifting up the flattering subordinate who was lying on the ground, and met the palm slapped by Wan Zheng. His reaction was definitely fast enough.

"Bang!"

The poor man was beaten into a bloody mist by this palm before he could react, leaving not even a trace behind!

Han Jie didn't care about his identity anymore. He fell to the ground and rolled around for a dozen times. His whole body was covered in mud, like a clay figure. He finally escaped.

"Hey! Aren't you scholars always talking about benevolence, justice and morality? Why do you find a scapegoat at the critical moment and don't take other people's lives as your own? How is this different from those low-life people? They are just a group of hooligans who have read a few books.
Chapter completed!