Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

"Is the Lord of Huangzhou going to have a decisive battle with me, the Qin Dynasty?" Zhang Yi's rough cheeks were covered with beads of sweat, and his breathing became heavy.

"Delaying time?" Chu Xun looked behind Zhang Yi with calm eyes, where he felt a terrifying aura and ran towards him at a galloping speed. He knew that this was Qin Yuansheng, the commander-in-chief of the Qin Dynasty.

"Ten breaths!"

"Just ten breaths!"

"The general will be there soon!"

Zhang Yi's rough expression was also roaring madly in his heart. As long as he held Chu Xun's hand for ten breaths, Marshal Qin would be able to arrive. He should be able to do it in ten breaths.

Those who were watching the battle around also had an expectation in their hearts. They knew that if they could not deal with the bloody-handed Tu Zhangyi in a short time, they would not be able to kill him.

nervous.

Chu Xun, who was wearing a green shirt, turned around with a gentle expression, looked at his disciples with gentle eyes, and said in a calm tone: "There were some flaws in the fight just now, but I don't blame you. It's because the master didn't spare any extra time to give you guidance."

"what?"

Four fields.

A pair of eyes.

Open wide.

They all showed incredible expressions.

Everyone knows that Qin Yuansheng is coming as fast as possible. You still have time to educate your disciples here. Is this really appropriate?

Nine breaths!

Eight breaths!

Seven breaths!

Six breaths!

Five breaths!

Every breath he takes is extremely heavy here. Every breath he takes feels like a century. The bones and flesh of his body are even tighter together. The battle ax he holds tightly in his hand is also stained with sweat. For him, It was an unprecedented pressure, and I secretly resented Chu Xun for not taking action quickly.

And as a few breaths passed, I actually expected to wait a little longer, give another lesson, and Marshal Qin would arrive in five breaths. Couldn't my strength, which was ranked among the top [-] saints, not stop me from just a few breaths? ?

Four breaths!

Three breaths!

at the rear.

Although Qin Yuansheng never came, the surging oppression was like dark clouds covering the sky, crushing him. The surging momentum made those watching the battle below show horror and couldn't help but say: "There is no time! "

A feeling of decadence.

Derived from the heart.

The shameless behavior of the generals of the Qin Dynasty was naturally despised by the rangers from Jiuzhou, but Chu Xun's behavior also made them feel disappointed, as they had never seen such an unparalleled confrontation.

"Have you learned?"

"Ok!"

Bai Luli nodded in understanding.

"Good luck!"

Chu Xun slowly turned around and his eyes fell on Zhang Yi. A strong evil aura suddenly erupted from the latter's body, shattering the sky. His eyes were filled with blood, his face was ferocious, and he roared crazily: "Kill!"

If it is ten breaths.

He wasn't sure.

But if two breaths can't be stopped.

What qualifications do you have to be ranked among the top twenty saints?

The warrior's energy and blood surged out from his body, like a sea of ​​blood that flooded the heaven and earth, shaking the whole world. A huge blood ax flashed with a strange luster. This was a blood ax tempered with the essence and blood of the opponent's soldiers in a bloody battle. The killing intent was blazing. The sky changes color at base.

Chu Xun just raised his head slightly.

step forward.

only one step.

Time stands still.

The evil spirit and demonic energy flowing in the air were fixed there, but it was different from before. This time, everyone watching the battle could detect the changes in the atmosphere between heaven and earth. Some monks were horrified to find that they could not move physically, but their eyes could move. You can clearly see the changes in the world.

The bloody-handed man Tu Zhangyi was wearing armor, holding a battle ax in his hand, and his fighting movements were frozen there, while Chu Xun, who was wearing a green shirt, stepped forward, and wisps of sword intent grew, and a divine sword was derived from the void!

"puff!"

A sword moves vertically and horizontally.

Pass by.

"Boom!"

At this time, the static scene returned to normal. What is shocking is that the fighting spirit of Tu Zhangyi, the bloody-handed man, collapsed in an instant. The monstrous blood energy was instantly tilted, and the blood ax also collapsed in an instant. Only Zhang Yi's body was separated, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"One breath!"

"Just one breath!"

The bloody-handed Tu Zhangyi is not dead yet. The powerful martial artist has a tenacious vitality and is still accumulating blood essence. However, he cannot hide the shock and sadness in his heart. He actually did not even take a breath. Compared to this time, his heart What’s even more frightening is that this is really just number one on the saint list?

Tianji Pavilion ranked him first on the list of saints.

And this strength!

Is there really only one number one?

Why doesn't he have a place among the five young giants?

"Do you understand?" Chu asked.

"understood!"

Bai Luli's eyes were filled with relief. At the same time, he looked at Tu Zhangyi, the bloody-handed man who had lost his fighting power. Killing intent condensed in his eyes and said, "Master, I want to kill him myself!"

"it is good!"

Chu Xun nodded.

In nothingness.

Sword intent condensed.

Bai Luli shook his head slightly. As a great saint who had lost his cultivation, even if he had been on the saint list, he could not stop his halberd of time. He stepped forward with unrivaled splendor in white clothes, passing by like lightning, holding in his hand The halberd suddenly stabbed out and sank into the blood-hand Rentu's eyebrows.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the bloody-handed man Tu Zhangyi could clearly feel the passage of life, and a fleeting scene appeared in front of his eyes. The weight of this life flashed quickly like a movie, and in the end, his eyes were filled with fierceness and resentment. He actually died in the hands of a junior, a junior who could be killed with just a snap of his fingers.

The fierce evil rushed away.

"Buzz!"

A breeze blew by.

Blocked it for Bai Luli.

At this time, a demonic halberd with strong evil aura was projected from the distance in the void, releasing a torrential amount of demonic aura. Chu Xun stood there motionless, and a powerful aura was released from his body. The magic halberd was frozen there, unable to penetrate another inch.

"dare!"

Rolling sound roared.

Qin Yuansheng, who was wearing armor, also rushed over quickly. When he saw the blood mist remaining in the air, his face flashed with sorrow and unparalleled anger. He raised his hand and struck the magic halberd into his palm, and said with murderous intent: "It can't kill anyone." Nodding, why insult the dignity of the Great Saint Realm!"

If Bloody Hand Human Tu died in the hands of Chu Xun, he would have nothing to say, but to die among a junior who was not even a member of the Great Saint Realm would be an insult to the Great Saint Realm and a humiliation to the Saint List.

"Murderer!"

"People will always kill them!"

Chu Xun's eyes were cold. Since Blood-Hand Rentu attacked and assassinated a junior regardless of his dignity, he deserved to die in the hands of a junior. Even if Bai Luli didn't kill him, he would not let him go so easily, not even his own disciples. You dare to plot against him, do you really think he is easy to mess with?

"What a murderer, he will always be killed!" Qin Yuan was furious, and the murderous intention in his heart was at its peak. First, Zhao Tong was intercepted and killed by a mysterious man in a black hat, and then Zhang Yi, a bloody-handed man, was beheaded by a junior from the Donglin Sect. , he thought it was just an ordinary junior battle, but it caused him to lose a general, and the murderous intention in his heart boiled to the extreme.

The magic halberd is trembling.

Sensing the owner's emotions.