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"Still hold on!"

The saint of the Immortal Dao Sect had a sinister look in his eyes. Even after encountering such a disaster, his skin was so old and wilted, he was still sneering. He was injured, and Chu Xun was not much better. He had allies, but what did Chu Xun have?

Four fields.

It was also completely silent.

Never thought about it.

This battle was so bloody.

The saint was severely wounded.

Encountered tragedy.

"Chu Xun is dead!" Lu Nantian, the leader of the Zhenwu Sect, looked cold and his frown was slightly relaxed. He encountered a combination of punches from his own saint, and even his body, which had been washed by thunder after passing through the tribulation, would still be crippled.

"Elder Chu...!"

Xiao Rongyu's beautiful eyes were filled with nervousness.

Chu Xun's current state.

very bad.

Bloody all over.

Many cracks.

Even the ivy sword has lost its luster.

This set trades injury for injury.

Obviously suffered a big loss.

Even though the saint of the Immortal Dao Sect was more seriously injured, Chu Xun still faced a formidable enemy, the saint of the Zhenwu Sect, who was currently the strongest being in the Eastern Region, bar none.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Take out a holy medicine.

into the mouth.

Chew randomly twice.

Regardless of taste.

He swallowed it hastily.

The holy medicine exerted its power and turned into a torrent of medicinal power to repair his injuries. The cracked wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, this treated the symptoms but not the root cause. His more serious injuries were to his bones and internal organs.

The Zhenwu Sect Saint's fists are too overbearing, and the residual fist power is destroying wantonly, and the collision is like a wild dragon, making the five internal organs and lungs tremble slightly. The holy medicine is filled into the body, and it is only suppressed, even if the Ivy Sword is activated at this time. They all felt it was more strenuous than ever before, and the severity of their injuries was rare in their lives.

"Ah!"

"Swallow the holy medicine now!"

"late!"

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect mocked wantonly, pacing forward slowly, with some caution hidden under his rough face. He also used all his strength to fight the lion and the rabbit. Even if Chu Xun was weak to the extreme, he did not dare to be careless, for fear of being punished. Losing or encountering the tragic situation of the Immortal Sect Saint, he tentatively asked: "Can you still fight?"

Mu Hong swept away indifferently, naturally knowing that she was asking about herself.

"Ha ha!"

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect rubbed his nose and laughed. He wanted the saint of the Immortal Sect to contribute again, but this guy was already so disabled that it was impossible for him to contribute. He also smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, Fellow Daoist Mu. , let’s see how I kill him next!”

"Roar!"

A growl.

A golden statue of Dharma.

Coming from the sky.

Like a god.

Thousands of feet tall.

Wearing imperial robes.

A pair of indifferent eyes.

Contempt the sky.

A ruthless view from above.

"True martial law!"

At this moment, the saint of the Zhenwu Sect used his unique skills. As a thought surged, the Zhenwu Dharma Form continued to shrink, melting from a thousand feet to normal size, trying to overlap with his physical body. In an instant, the pupils of the saint of the Zhenwu Sect released His domineering divine light, energy and spirit were all transformed, as if he was a different person, as if he was possessed by Emperor Zhenwu.

"Boom!"

Throw a punch.

Fluffy.

But the void trembles.

Directly break out a passage.

Wuyin's fist power surged.

Move forward to kill.

"roar~"

This is the roar of Fist Light.

at the rear.

Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang.

Elder Sun.

These people were trembling for no reason. Even if they had sworn to Chu Xun before, could he still be able to withstand this domineering blow after being hit hard now?

The leader of the Immortal Sect.

The leader of Zhenwu Sect.

The leader of the Shenxing Sect.

Xuanwang Palace.

Floating Moon Sect.

Those who had attacked Donglin Sect were silently relieved. If Chu Xun died in this battle, then what they had done before was the right decision and nothing wrong.

"Zheng!"

Chu Xun wanted to activate the ivy sword in his hand.

But just lifted it.

Then feel the tearing pain of the muscles and bones.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Chu Xun murmured, after all, this body was only washed during the tribulation, not simply refined. The injuries from such a random hit were too severe. Even if it could block this domineering punch, it would not be able to withstand the second blow. Three strikes, the fourth strike, and the sword skills were no longer showing, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Elder Chu!"

Jiang Zhenshan's pupils shrank and he trembled for no reason. What was the difference between doing this and giving up? His dying body was seriously injured and he was still no match if he tried his best. What's more, now that he was so weak, it would be no accident if he closed his eyes and died.

"boom!"

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect had cold eyes. He sensed the crisis and knew that the other party wanted to fight to the death. A sharp look flashed across his face and he said ferociously: "I still want to fight to the death, but it's impossible!"

"Donghuang Bell!"

"Whoosh!"

Chu Xun suddenly opened his eyes.

Youyou spit out the numbers.

The void above.

Direct solidification.

A big bell.

Solidified from the sky.

Suddenly suppressed.

"block!"

The bells resisted.

Chu Zun, the saint of the Zhenwu Sect, had a look of horror on his face. He had been hit by this blow earlier at a corner of the seaside and was almost robbed. He was naturally frightened. Seeing the reappearance of the Donghuang Bell, even if he wanted to escape, he still couldn't do it. The Donghuang Bell blocked the space here. The suppression continued, and the saint of Zhenwu Sect was enveloped.

"Oh!"

Four fields.

Silent.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock.

A big bell.

Shrouded the saint of Zhenwu Sect.

She wanted to just sit back and enjoy the success, but Mu Hong's face changed as she watched the saint of Zhenwu Sect solve Chu Xun. After suffering the loss of Donghuang Bell, she knew how powerful this magical power is. Every time it shrinks, there will be doubled oppression, even if it is a saint. If the bell cannot be opened within a short period of time, the end result will be death and refinement.

"Damn it!" Murderous intent erupted in Mu Hong's eyes. She didn't expect that at this time, Chu Xun would be able to unleash such magical powers to break out of the desperate situation.

"Give me a break!"

Mu Hong gritted her teeth, formed seals with her hands, and used forbidden techniques to dispel the previous influence in time. She wanted to quickly lift herself to the top, even if she couldn't do it, she still had to return to [-]% level. The withered white hair on her head was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His dark, turbid eyes gradually became dark and sharp, and his aura was rising sharply.

"kill!"

Not yet at its peak.

Mu Hong then suppressed and killed them.

He looked fierce.

He said ferociously: "Chu Xun, it's worth your death to force the two of us into this kind of situation!"