On the three-point teaching field,
Nie Feng held a knife and slashed from the south of the three-point teaching field to the martial arts viewing platform on the north side of the school field.
In the entire square, there are nearly ten thousand subordinates of the Japanese Wushen Juegong who have lived a good life.
But,
So many people still couldn't stop Nie Feng's progress.
Nie Feng repeated the mechanical movements. When he raised his hand, he made a forty-meter sword, and when his hand fell, a large piece of Japanese wheat fell down.
He raised and lowered the knife with his hand, without even blinking. The color of his eyes also became more evil and weird.
Jue Wushen was extremely heartbroken as he watched from the martial arts viewing platform. These people can be said to have been the most important members of Wushen Jue Palace. This time Jue Wushen came with all the hope of Wu Shen Jue Palace. He wanted to dominate the world. The determination of Zhongyuan Shenzhou is extremely firm.
It can be said that if he fails this time, he will not be able to face the stupid old woman from Dao Dao Township when he returns to Japan.
He was still worried about the Emperor.
After returning, he will most likely be eaten by the Emperor.
After all, the Emperor has been pressed and rubbed by him all these years.
But,
Jue Wushen also had to run at this time.
At this time, Jue Wushen was scolding in his heart: "Damn it, these pig-dog-like idiots from the Central Plains. I am willing to rule you. Don't you feel honored? You actually go against me. Especially this bunch of animals. Nie Feng. You can’t kill him no matter how hard you kill him.”
The scar on his chest made him completely give up his plan to fight Nie Feng.
Jue Wushen sighed and said secretly: "It seems that I can only evacuate temporarily."
After he figured it out, he immediately shouted loudly: "Come on, tell me that Nie Feng was killed. I personally taught the person who killed Nie Feng a magical skill, a hundred taels of gold, and ten beauties from the Central Plains."
In an instant, all the godless masters on the field who had lost their fighting spirit immediately became excited and strangled Nie Feng again.
At this time, Jue Wushen immediately set off to escape.
Just when Jue Wushen had just escaped ten meters away, Nie Feng's back suddenly appeared in front of him.
This made Jue Wushen startled and said: "If he didn't kill those losers, why would he target me?"
actually,
For Nie Feng at this time, killing anyone was the same.
He had only one thought - to kill.
Juewu Shen quietly slipped away and the possessed Nie Feng would not notice.
But he was so stubborn that he shouted, hoping that the ordinary Wushen Jue Palace disciples could be used as cannon fodder to hold Nie Feng back.
This is what Nie Feng heard in Nie Feng's ears: "Come and hit me! Idiot!"
Can Nie Fengqi, who has become a demon, endure this anger?
Nie Feng just sprinted over and Jue Wu Shen was waiting for him on the way forward.
In the short distance of ten meters that he moved, there was indeed a river of blood.
Although Nie Feng holds a cold and cold Snow Drinking Knife in his hand, he rarely fights with the knife.
At this moment, Nie Feng himself was a knife.
A most vicious and evil sword.
His whole body was surrounded by countless sharp sword auras.
The sword aura spread its fangs and claws, constantly harvesting all life around it.
Every time someone dies, Nie Feng's demonic energy becomes stronger.
The space he was in was gray and filled with a depressing and weird atmosphere, which made people very uncomfortable.
Although Jue Wushen wanted to escape, it didn't mean that he didn't dare to fight.
After weighing the pros and cons, I came to the conclusion that it would not be good for me to continue fighting.
Jue Wushen said with a ferocious expression: "Nie Feng, you Central Plains dog, don't force me to fight you to the death."
Nie Feng's face was expressionless.
It's very peaceful, terrifyingly quiet, and eerie. The silence is depressing.
Jue Wushen said fiercely again: "Nie Feng, you boy, don't think that I am really afraid of you. I have the dragon vein in my hand. Even your master Xiongba will be afraid of you. Please step out of the way of me."
Nie Feng remained expressionless, staring at Jue Wushen with a pair of evil and strange eyes.
Jiang Jue Wushen looked flustered and confused. His heart was so hairy that he felt like he was opening a piece of meat on the chopping board. Nie Feng's ruthless eyes seemed to be observing where to cut to make the meat more tender.
Just when Jue Wushen was about to continue saying a few words, Nie Feng moved.
No!
It wasn't Nie Feng who moved, it was the knife energy outside his body that moved.
The sword energy flying freely outside Gu Mang's body was like thousands of propellers turning with murderous intent, and like a storm composed of blades, it was crushing towards Jue Wushen.
"Pffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!!!"
Jue Wushen propped up a spherical shield to protect himself, and cursed angrily: "Young man, you don't have martial ethics, you just do whatever you want."
Nie Feng was already possessed by the devil at this time.
And it is the most peculiar state of obsession.
The emotions at this moment are extremely complex.
"The Three Swords of Abi Dao" is so cold that there is no human emotion, only the ultimate reason.
The First Evil Emperor's "Devil Sword" has a strong killing intent.
The ancestors of the Nie family had the boundless ferocity of a unicorn with crazy blood.
Integrated into one.
At this moment, Nie Feng had reached the state where he was unfazed by favor and humiliation, but only had the murderous intention in his heart.
"puff!"
Nie Feng's pale right hand was gently raised and then gently lowered.
The immortal golden body shield outside Jue Wushen's body suddenly shattered.
"Ah!" Juewu Shen cried out in pain.
One of his arms was taken away with a knife. Not a drop of blood came out of his wound. The cold property of Xue Yin Knife directly froze the wound into ice.
At this time,
Jue Wushen finally understood that his and Nie Feng's strengths were not in the same dimension.
actually,
This is absolutely the result of God seeking death.
If Jue Wushen didn't send so many ordinary Wushen Juegong cannon fodder to Nie Feng to kill, he wouldn't have this strength.
Nie Feng's strength at this moment was very terrifying.
His strength made Emperor Shitian, who was watching the battle from a distance, feel palpitated.
Luo Xian was horrified and said: "What kind of magic sword is this that Nie Feng has practiced? Why is it so terrifying? Even if I want to kill Juewu Shen who holds the dragon vein, it will take a lot of effort. But Nie Feng raised his hand and struck out with the sword. Defeat it easily."
A cold look appeared in Di Shitian's eyes and he said secretly: "The magic method is actually so evil. It seems that I have always underestimated it. Every time Nie Feng kills ten, he can increase his skill by about a year. . The power at this time is almost as powerful as my five or six hundred years of skill. If he continues to kill, can he threaten me?"
Jue Wushen knelt down and begged for mercy: "My hero, have mercy on me! My hero, have mercy on me. I am willing to offer my dragon veins in exchange for my life."
After saying that, Jue Wushen held the middle position of the dragon vein and raised it with one hand, asking Nie Feng to collect it.
But Nie Feng still stood expressionless.
Dragon Vein and Nie Feng were not far apart at this time. Did the demon-suppressing effect work, so that Nie Feng's violent murderous intention was temporarily suspended?
Jue Wushen saw that Nie Feng was silent and continued to beg for mercy: "Please let me go, sir!"
Even though Jue Wushen is a strong man who can intimidate others, his characteristic of mercilessly bullying the weak and shamelessly kneeling in front of the strong has been passed down very thoroughly.
Nie Feng's eyes returned to normal, and he glanced at the three branch campuses with rivers of blood and broken limbs all over the ground. The Holy Mother's heart broke out: "I committed such a serious crime today, but I shouldn't. You should leave quickly! In I have to run as far as I can before I become possessed again!"
When Jue Wushen heard this, he immediately said with joy on his face: "Thank you, hero, for sparing my life."
Then when he got up, he looked at the dragon vein in his hand and said to himself: "Nie Feng, this idiot didn't ask me to keep the dragon vein, so I'll take it away without mercy. Humph! I will get it back in this case."
Juenosuke started running away without any delay. He was good at Qinggong, but he was competing against the strongest group of people in the world. He started Qinggong and ran ten meters away in the blink of an eye.
twenty meters,
Jue Wushen secretly said, "Nie Feng isn't trying to deceive me, is he?"
Thirty meters.
Jue Wushen said with ecstasy in his heart: "The people of the Central Plains are really stupid, they actually let the enemy leave."
Fifty meters.
Jue Wushen realized that he had escaped from Nie Feng's attack range.
Seventy meters.
Juewu Shen muttered to himself viciously: "I will definitely fight back to the Central Plains. Next time I will kill all the men in the Central Plains and capture the women as prostitutes."
At ninety-nine meters...
A terrifying sword light appeared, and a hundred-meter-long sword made of true energy appeared between heaven and earth. It slashed down with a bang, and Jue Wushen died simply.
Jue Wushen’s last thought was:
"When I ran 99 meters, he finally pulled out a 100-meter-long machete! What the hell is the difference between this and dying at the starting line?"
