Jian Jiuzhong's eyes were all cracked, and his hatred for Guang Wei was like a torrential river. He had never wanted to kill someone so much.
He flew towards the city lord's palace, intending to kill the master Guangwei who had killed Qian Dao.
But when he came to the main hall where Master Guangwei was imprisoned, he saw that the two powerful Dongxu men guarding Master Guangwei had been nailed to death with two long swords at the door.
Guangwei was leisurely drinking tea in the palace. Opposite him stood a blood-thirsty man with a ferocious face, it was Xuan Yi.
Xuan Yi held an immortal sword in both hands and thrust it into his heart, but was restrained and unable to go any further.
There was blood mist all over his body, and drops of blood dripped on the ground, exuding a strange aroma.
"The Ninefold Sword Immortal is more patient than I thought. I thought you would have come to kill me long ago."
Jian Jiuzhong looked at Guang Wei's empty hand, his eyes narrowed, and he said in shock: "How did you unlock the spirit binding lock?"
Master Guangwei smiled slightly and said: "It's just a spiritual power lock that can be opened with a few tricks."
Jian Jiuzhong's face was solemn, he drew out the broad sword that he had followed throughout his life, and said in a cold voice: "Guangwei, what are you planning?"
He really couldn't figure it out, so he asked the second-largest figure in the Tianzong why he wanted to join the Star Temple.
"I can't explain it to ordinary people like you. Although you are cultivating immortals, you are still ordinary people in the final analysis." Guangwei said disdainfully.
Jian Jiuzhong didn't follow his ink, and slashed at him with his heavy sword, hoping to cut him in half with one sword strike.
But with a move of Guangwei's hand, a long sword appeared in front of him with a whoosh, blocking Jian Jiuzhong's sword.
With a gentle movement, he brought the sword to the side.
Master Guangwei laughed and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time here."
Jian Jiuzhong was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and then he raised his head suddenly.
He wanted to leave, but Guangwei had no intention of letting him go easily.
"Since the Ninefold Sword Immortal is here, how about drinking a pot of tea with Pindao before leaving?"
Jian Jiuchong didn't have time to pay attention to him, but Master Guangwei entangled him relentlessly, making it impossible for him to get rid of him.
Outside, Xiao Yifeng watched the Black Rock City formation gradually dimming, but it was still running tenaciously.
Po Jun took out three bloody crossbows and asked people to load them on the crossbows.
Xiao Yifeng looked at the three crossbow arrows with strange blood flowing around them, and knew that Black Rock City was doomed!
Those three crossbow arrows were obviously made with the concentrated blood of monster beasts, and they had huge destructive power on the formation of Black Rock City.
I still underestimated those lunatics in the Divine Weapon Hall, you guys are really good!
This is all sorted out for you!
Xiao Yifeng knew that the reason why Po Jun didn't take out the arrows at first was because there were so many monsters and there was no need to waste the divine crossbow arrows.
After all, after the blood of monsters is exposed, the masters in the city will be on guard against monsters.
Once Jian Jiuzhong and others came out to stop these monsters at all costs, these huge monsters would have no chance of approaching Black Rock City.
Therefore, Po Jun chose to use the monster beast as the first step, with wide coverage and unstoppable divine arrows as the decisive move.
Now that Jian Jiuchong is missing, it is most likely that something happened in the city and he was entangled by Guangwei.
Po Jun and Guang Wei cooperated internally and externally, and led Jian Jiuchong into their trap step by step. Xiao Yifeng knew that Black Rock City was doomed.
Now that Black Rock City lacks a command and has no leader, now is the best time to attack Black Rock City.
Sure enough, Po Jun gave an order: "Everyone listen to the order and follow me to attack! Kill!"
He turned into a long rainbow and flew towards Black Rock City first, followed closely by the other Mahayana, and more than a hundred warships approached Black Rock City in a dark way.
Nearly ten thousand Star Temple monks flew out from the battleship and rushed towards Black Rock City using various magical weapons.
Xiao Yifeng asked Yan Tianqin and the others to stay on the battleship, and he stepped forward step by step, surrounded by ghostly mist.
He drew his hand in the void filled with ghost mist and said coldly: "The King of Ghosts!"
A huge space channel was opened by him, and two giant hands stretched out from inside to open the crack, and then tore it open with force.
An earth-shaking roar came out, and the eight-armed ghost king, who was a hundred feet tall, emerged from it dragging countless chains. It was the wheel-turning ghost king.
Xiao Yifeng landed on his head, with many chains wrapped around his hands, and he drove the hundred-foot-long rotating ghost king towards Black Rock City with a shocking momentum.
He deliberately released the ghost mist, naturally to cover up the existence of the Samsara Immortal Mansion and make a show of it.
The effect was surprisingly good. Both the enemy and ourselves on the battlefield were shocked by his hand. Even Po Jun couldn't help but take a second look.
Can this guy control the ghost king in the middle stage of Mahayana?
And those who knew the Reincarnating Ghost King took a breath of cold air.
Because they all know how strong the Samurai Ghost King in the Valley of Death is, and these seven kills can actually tame it. It is simply ridiculously strong.
Xiao Yifeng ignored everyone's surprise and flew towards Black Rock City with the huge rotating ghost king.
The hundred-foot-tall wheel-turning ghost king caused a great sense of oppression, making many disciples at the head of Moyan City turn slightly pale.
At this moment, in their eyes, the Seven Kills Demon Lord was more terrifying than the Army-breaking Demon Lord, stealing all the limelight.
Whether he can fight or not is one thing, but this hundred-foot-long evil spirit doesn't seem to be easy to deal with.
Behind the people in the Star Temple, three scarlet arrows flew towards Black Rock City, like three ominous stars.
The Mahayana in Moyan City also understood that it would not work to continue to defend the city.
Shan Ying from Tiandaomen raised her arms and shouted: "Go out of the city and stop us!"
He flew out first, and the other eight Mahayana followed him out of the city to fight, determined to stop the three bloody arrows no matter what.
Shan Ying rushed to the front, rushing towards Xiao Yifeng, who was the most powerful. Who said this guy was the most pretentious.
As long as this powerful man who controls evil spirits is stopped, the morale of the Star Temple should be suppressed and the pressure should be relieved.
He drew the knife behind him and prepared to attack, and said with great pride: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"
Xiao Yifeng took the lead, raised his right hand, and the chain on it moved slightly.
The wheel-turning ghost king was controlled by him and his eyes widened with anger. One of his ghost hands waved hard and punched the tiny Shan Ying with all his strength.
"I will kill you seven times, remember it!"
How could Shan Ying dare to let his punch hit him hard? He slashed out with a long roar, and the sword energy was thirty feet long.
"It turns out to be the famous Seven Kills Demon Lord. Let me, Shan Ying, learn the Demon Lord's tricks for a while!"
The huge ghost king punched the sword, causing both parties to take a few steps back.
Xiao Yifeng once again controlled the Rotating Ghost King and used his remaining seven arms to blast towards Shan Ying.
Above, Po Jun stepped forward, his bloody hair flying, and with a long roar, he slashed down with the swords in both hands at the same time.
"Stop stubbornly resisting. Today, Black Rock City will be destroyed!"
An old deputy master of Luoshu Mansion rushed forward and withstood the blow, and was smashed into the city, smashing countless buildings.
The fighting power displayed by Po Jun at the peak of Mahayana was simply unmatched, making the hearts of the Zhengdao people plummet.
