"Ninth-level Martial Saint..."

Liu Wensheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

In the opponent's sword, there is clearly the ability of two ninth-level martial saints.

One of them is actually very similar to the aura of the Zhuge family.

Bang, a loud noise!

Liu Wensheng's head exploded, and all his flesh and blood, including his soul, were swallowed up by the seven evil soldiers and turned into a death curse seal.

Splashing blood sprayed on the face of the demon shadow next to him.

The eyes of the Lord of the Demonic Domain became dull.

Dead?

Liu Wensheng actually died?

I thought that the first ninth-level martial saint to die in battle today would be the martial artist from the Lianxin family who fought against Jue Yunzi, the number one person in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

Who would have thought that Liu Wensheng would be killed first by "Chen Yu".

How is this possible!

After all, the Star Wars Formation is an external force.

Even if "Chen Yu" is forcibly promoted to the ninth level of the Martial Saint, it is impossible to kill the Martial Saint of the same level.

Before Mo Ying could figure it out, Han Yang had already charged towards him aggressively.

"Brother, save me!"

Demonic Shadow did not have the slightest reserve that a ninth-level martial saint should have, so he immediately retreated and asked Luo Potian for help.

Luo Potian frowned and forced Han Taibai back with a knife, preparing to go to the rescue.

Buzz!

The next moment, three white chess pieces trapped him!

Floating Star Chess Saint!

By forcibly raising the Star Wars Formation to the ninth level of Martial Saint's combat power, the Floating Star Chess Saint's trapped formation became extremely terrifying.

Even if it is as strong as Luo Potian, it will not be able to break it for a while.

Zheng!

The moment Luo Potian was trapped, Han Yang's sword arrived!

It’s still the formless divine Buddha slaying and the blue dragon breaking!

At this time, he went all out, just to kill the enemy quickly.

The death curse seal that had just been condensed was poured into the blade without hesitation.

Having seen Liu Wensheng's death with his own eyes, how could Moying dare to take Han Yang's blow?

Just when he was trying to avoid being hit hard by the old master and avoid the attack, three more white chess pieces appeared, blocking his way.

"Floating star!"

The demonic shadow roared in despair.

He never thought that his only chance of survival would be destroyed by the floating star chess master, a little seventh-level martial saint.

Nor did he expect that he would die at the hands of "Chen Yu" who was only at the ninth level of the Martial Ancestor.

puff!

The blade passed by and the head flew up.

Cut off the head with one knife.
Chapter completed!