The Yin Sha leader stepped out in one step, his burly body full of pressure, and slashed with an axe, ignoring the hundreds of bloody hands emerging from the blood robe of the Shura Sect Master, and split him into two pieces.
The other party is not dead, blood is intertwined at the fracture, trying to piece the body back together.
At this time, the Yinsha commander took the spear of a seventh-level Yinsha spearman next to him, used all his brute strength, and threw it suddenly.
"Zheng~~"
The leader of the Shura Sect was nailed to an island. The earth and rocks could not restrain him, but you could see that from the tip of the spear upward, a small space cracked like a spider pattern. This spear was nailed to the void!
The spears covered with sacrificial inscriptions restrained the Shura Sect Master tightly, and he could only wail in pain. The hundreds of bloody hands in his blood robe also opened their mouths in the palms, and they screamed and moaned in unison.
This scene makes people feel numb.
A powerful eighth-level figure immediately lost the ability to resist in two moves.
Without the help of Shura Sect Master, Butu Dao faced Jiang Xiaochen alone, and the pressure increased sharply. Especially when he saw the current situation, he completely lost the confidence in his heart, and his attacks were no longer sharp.
Jiang Xiaochen's attacks became more fierce, and he seemed anxious.
Because at the end of this battle, I haven't defeated the opponent yet. If I continue to drag on, I will kill the powerful enemy with that ghost hand, and I will be equivalent to paddling the entire battle.
He always remembers his brother's words.
——People who are useless have no need to exist.
However, Jiang Chen did not use the Netherworld Ghost Hand again. Although this could solve the battle as quickly as possible, he found that the use of this thing was limited, and it required a human blood sacrifice in advance to "create blood" for it.
The "blood" created by the Holy Soul Cult Master last time was only enough to support the ghost hand's final blow after just one blow.
Jiang Chen is not cold-blooded enough to kill casually, so this thing is probably a disposable sex product, but it will not be a loss. After using it, he plans to use the Yin God Hammer to smash it and absorb it, maybe it can make the Yin evil spirit The leader takes the final step.
Or create another leader-level Yin Sha.
This thing is indeed very precious, Jiang Chen can still tell this.
He didn't know who the so-called Soul Ancestor was, but judging from the power permeating it, it should be more than one level higher than the ancient blood demon not long ago.
A right arm of such a figure is incredibly rare.
"Zhuzi, why does that knife look like the one our family lost a few days ago?"
Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.
Tie Zhu on the side rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then smiled in a coquettish voice: "Hey, Dad, you have such good eyesight. I saw that right. I used that knife to cut fruit two days ago. I don’t know which turtle grandson stole it, and I met him here.”
"Wait, Zhu Zhu, I'll get back Lao Jiang's things right away!"
It rushed out in a flash.
Butcher's knife immediately became alert.
But when his attention fell on Tie Zhu, a figure covered in bright red armor appeared quietly behind him.
On the one hand, Tu Dao was fighting Jiang Xiaochen to the death, but at the same time, he had to guard against the thieves who stole weapons. When he found out about the Yin Sha commander behind him, he only had time to tear open a talisman and put up a green defensive light shield.
Unfortunately, the Yin evil commander turned a blind eye and took a step forward, directly across the light barrier, and chopped down the mountain ax without mercy.
There is a door panel in front and a hatchet in the back.
The old man who only had one knife was overwhelmed and didn't know which one to block. At this moment, black light passed by and the only knife in his hand was gone. The old man was startled and almost cried on the spot.
"You wait...you really deserve to go to hell!"
"boom"
In the two unparalleled attacks, the butcher's knife exploded into blood mist, but the eighth-level peak power was not so easy to kill after all. A pure golden sword light burst out from his body, splitting the void, and flew away for thousands of people. Rice, condensed into a hazy figure.
At this time, there was a harsh sound in the distance.
"call out"
As soon as Butu Dao regained consciousness, he saw a black and cold spear with ancient sacrificial inscriptions engraved on it flying towards him and nailing him to the void.
As for the Holy Soul Cult Leader, neither Jiang Chen, Jiang Xiaochen, nor the Yin Sha Commander paid any attention to him.
He was the first to enter the eighth level relying on his "magic weapon". The magic weapon was gone, and all his strength was almost exhausted. He couldn't be considered a person here at all.
This kind of disregard made this old devil, who once dominated the spiritual world and whose expression changed when everyone mentioned it, turned into an earth-colored face and his fists were about to be crushed.
At this time, two eighth-level Yin Sha took action and began to slaughter the elders of the Holy Soul Sect. Some were beheaded, some were blasted into blood mist, and some were split in half. They died in different ways. They fell one after another.
The Holy Soul Cult Leader's eyes were about to burst with anger.
"Junior! You deserve to die!"
He made a desperate move and charged towards Jiang Chen, but the Yin Sha leader stepped forward, lowered his big hand, and restrained the old leader with brute force.
Most powerful people, even those at the ninth level, would probably not dare to be so confident and suppress an eighth-level powerhouse in this manner.
But the Yin evil command can prevent all laws from being invaded, which is exactly what it can do.
Watching the disciples die one by one, but unable to do anything, the Holy Soul Cult Master's old face turned the color of pig liver, his teeth were clenched, and his face was ferocious.
He kept yelling and cursing, but to no avail.
When all the elders were dead, Jiang Chen waved his hand casually, and the Yin Sha commander raised his mountain-breaking ax high, and with one strike of the ax, the body of the Holy Soul Cult Leader exploded into pieces.
"You deserve to die!!!"
His unwilling roar echoed in the air.
An eighth-level supreme warrior fell.
But at this time, Jiang Chen suddenly frowned, and Jiang Xiaochen, who was not far away, had the same reaction. They all looked at the place where the last elder of the Holy Soul Sect, and the place where their old acquaintance King You died, fell.
There was a fluctuation in the void just now, and a small group of shadows disappeared.
Don't blame them for not noticing.
The opponent may have been planning to escape during the previous battle and had deployed a void magic circle in advance.
Moreover, his posture was very humble, and he did not even think about using this magic circle to escape when he was about to die, because he knew that he could not do it in front of King Chen.
Waiting until death, the remaining consciousness hid in a shadow, doing everything possible to reduce his sense of existence. Finally, he waited for an eighth-level person to fall and everyone's attention was attracted, and then he activated this extremely small void. Magic circle.
"Haha, interesting."
Jiang Chen waved his hand to stop Jiang Xiaochen who was about to pursue him.
Since the other party, a thoughtful person like him, had decided to run away early in the morning, it would probably take a lot of time to catch up. He was here to establish his authority, and there was no need to be aggressive.
At this time, a heaven-shaking peerless sword intent came from the distance.
Er Leng stepped on strange steps, constantly dodging the terrifying sword energy, and came back with Chen Ying.
Seeing this, the old man Butu Dao roared loudly and shouted: "Run!"
But it was too late. The Yin Evil Commander waved his hand, and a spear flew out, directly piercing Chen Ying. The blood of such a peerless evildoer spilled into the sea, and the hundreds of peerless sword powers contained in his body were like a withered flower. Scattered like flowers.
"ah!!!"
The old man butcher's knife let out a heart-breaking howl.
Jiang Chen was kind-hearted and couldn't see the old man's misery, so he quickly waved his hand and let the evil leader kill him.
The last leader of the Shura Sect simply tortured him to death with some ancient methods of torture. After all, only physical pain could make him scream in agony for a heartless and destructive person like him.
At this point, the Holy Soul Sect islands have finally become ruins.
Zhou Tai, Prince Ping and others took away the ordinary people above and sent them to various countries. The bodies of the disciples of the Holy Soul Sect and the Dark Alliance were hung on the island, including those of the Butcher Knife, the leader of the Shura Sect, and the leader of the Holy Soul Sect. head.
And a large stainless steel, printed billboard.
There is a huge word "Kyushu" printed on one side.
The other side is a "chen".
