A wild roar swept across the entire mountain like a storm.

  The man was bathed in blood, with half a broken knife stabbed into his shoulder. The arm holding the knife was still tightly grasping the hilt of the knife, but the other end was already separated from his original body. The wound was incomparably neat. Clearly, the owner of this hand had used another short knife to cut it. This person would rather cut himself than risk his life with that short knife.

  There was a short arrow in his left eye. It was said to be a concealed weapon that could slaughter gods. On his chest, a deep fist mark had almost pierced into his chest, but it was unable to penetrate the armor. In other non-fatal places, similar traces could be found everywhere.

  However, he still stood there like a god.

  With a fit, the group of ugly people retreated!

  Ming Wanjun suddenly turned around and rushed towards Wang Xian. Chen Shui cried out in alarm, "Stop him! We must not let him release Hu Sanbian again!"

  Zhang Xianyang also shouted, "If the two of us work together, we won't be able to hold them back."

  In the end, Li Yangkun and Remington, who had just arrived, attacked at the same time. Ming Wanjun praised, "Good fist!" He clenched his fists together. Li Yangkun and his apprentice knew that this punch was difficult to block, so they fought with all their strength. Who would have thought that this punch would be solid and weak? With the combined strength of his apprentice and his apprentice, a tremendous force sent Ming Wanjun flying and landed on Chen Tuozhi's head.

  He flipped his hand in mid-air and punched Chen Tuozhi's forehead. A big head was instantly blown apart, leaving only an empty space for him to spit out fresh blood. Ming Wanjun spat out a mouthful of blood when he landed. Obviously, Li Yangkun's master and disciple's full strength attack was not so easy to borrow. However, after landing on the ground, he did not stop. With a swish of his foot, he arrived in front of Yagiu Sekishiusai. Liu Sheng only had one arm left. He blocked the blade and Ming Wanjun turned his fist into a grab. He grabbed his blade and twisted it. The blade shattered into countless pieces. Ming Wanjun shouted. Do you still want to go back? With a loud boom, he threw out another punch.

  What a good Liu Sheng, knowing that he couldn't resist, he decisively abandoned his saber first, then his arm. The moment his horizontal arm resisted, he flipped backwards.

  Ming Wanjun punched Liu Sheng's arm, and when he wanted to chase after him, Zhang Xianyang had already arrived behind him and smashed his fist into the jade pillow on King Ming's back head. King Ming's body trembled, and the only remaining eyeball was knocked out of its sockets by this punch! He suddenly turned around and grabbed Zhang Xianyang's arms with both of his hands. With a pull, he actually split the Great Grandmaster who had reached the peak of the Divine Secrets into two.

  Gu Tianyou rushed forward and waved his fist at Remington, who was chasing after him. However, after a slight contact, Remington lost half of his right hand. He endured the intense pain and looked at the dagger flashing out of Gu Tianyou's sleeve. He gnashed his teeth and scolded, "Despicable and shameless!"

  The little dragon girl also came up and shouted, "Who killed my master?" Cooperating with Gu Tianyou, he blocked Li Yangkun and another old man from the God Hunting Hidden Cultivation Society. This unknown old man wasn't injured, and his strength didn't seem to be any weaker than Li Yangkun's.

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  The mercenary brother also rushed over, but was pounced on by a Japanese macheteman under Liu Sheng and stabbed into his throat. He reached out to grab the macheteman's cheek and tore off his chin and face. In the end, they ended up dying together.

  Another two Japanese machetemen rushed forward desperately. Huang Yong pounced over, and with a flash of saber light, a bloody light flew up. The heads of the two Japanese machetemen flew into the air.

  Ming Wanjun stood proudly. Although his eyes did not look at things, he could guess that it was Gu Tianyou from his voice. He sighed and said, "You came after all."

  "Yes, I'm here," Gu Tianyou said.

  Love and righteousness, life and death, some weigh more than a thousand jin, some lighter than a feather. These five simple words weighed more than 1,000 jin, and the words'life and death 'were truly lighter than a feather in front of them.

  Ming Wanjun laughed loudly and said, "It's a pity that you don't have any wine to entertain you at this moment."

  Gu Tianyou said, "You are tired. Sit down and rest for a while."

  Ming Wanjun shook his head and said, "I want more time to rest, but not now!" He had already lost his eyes, his entire body was heavily injured, and he was still unyielding. He said, "Brother, do you see that?" He sneered, "These normally respectful and respectful fellows are nothing more than a bunch of rats in their bones. They are already full of ugliness. There are the so-called Western God Race here, and there are Jianghu nobles who have been lofty for thousands of years. Let's see what they look like now."

  "They don't seem to be worth your life," Gu Tianyou said.

  Ming Wanjun said, "Brother, you're late. There's no need to say anything else. The things I've lived in this life can't be considered clear. This is the only thing I'm really thinking about doing for myself in the future. The Grand Ancestor is right. If they want to fight, they'll be wiped out completely." That's what happened. He came to attack, and we killed him. He'll feel better. Destroy it a little, make it comfortable. It was much more exterminated and much more comfortable. Completely annihilated, completely comfortable. The problems of this world are very complicated, so our brains should be a little more complicated. If someone calls, we will fight. The purpose of the fight is to wipe out the classes and strive for complete peace. "

  He was blind, but his majesty didn't diminish at all. When he said those words, he pointed at Jiang Shan and waved at the heroes as if he had seen them personally.

  Gu Tianyou felt compassion in his heart. He remembered that he had entered Jianghu and met Ming Wanjun by chance. Fortunately, he taught King Ming the unique skill of not moving. He walked over step by step and received his help many times. Although he was not a master and disciple, his emotions surpassed those of an ordinary master and disciple. At this moment, he only wanted to protect his life. He leaned forward and shouted, "As long as you arrive late, it's not too late. I'm here now. Whoever wants to kill you, step on me first!"

  "Little bastard, I'll send you down first!" One of the four elders twisted his body and arrived in front of Gu Tianyou with a whoosh. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Tianyou's neck. The withered arm didn't have much muscle, except for the shockingly thick bones and fascias. Gu Tianyou flipped his hand and collapsed. As soon as his arm touched his opponent's wrist, he felt a strange force sticking to his wrist. He dragged and pulled, causing his left hand to immediately make a crisp sound.

  The bones were cracked!

  Eight Trigrams Palm's Dragging Blade Technique. This time, the cold saw weighing no less than eighty kilograms directly hit his arm. If it wasn't for King Ming not moving, this would have been enough to cut off Gu Tianyou's arm.

  Gu Tianyou snorted and waved his right hand. He punched the old man in the chest. Half a foot away, the old man jumped back as if he had been stabbed by a needle. "What a fast sword!"

  "I'll do it!" Another old man jumped over. He held a long rope in his hand, shining with a metallic luster, but it was strangely soft. It danced and changed. Gu Tianyou chuckled, "Fuck you!" When he raised his hand again, there was already a pistol in his palm. With a bang, the old man's long rope danced wildly, sealing the bullet and blocking its attack. In that instant, Gu Tianyou had already arrived in front of him, and his hand had also been replaced with a rainbow. With a swish, the long rope broke into countless pieces.

  The old man's long rope was broken. Instead of being angry, he was happy. He turned to Gu Tianyou's side and stretched out his hand to grab the treasured sword in Gu Tianyou's hand.

  At the same time, Li Yangkun also moved, blocking Long Jianmei's path to Gu Tianyou's aid. Remington, who had lost half of his arm, also rushed over. In addition, the remaining experts of the God Hunting Hidden Cultivator Association also rushed forward with excitement. Including the old man whose strength was extremely close to Li Yangkun, they all raised their weapons and surrounded him. Although Long Jianmei was courageous, she was still unable to escape for a moment.

  The heavily injured Yagiu Sekishiusai also moved. His right hand was cut off, and the bones in his left hand were broken. However, he used his mouth to grab a short knife and flew over, blocking Huang Yong's machete. This fellow is already at the peak of Divine Secrets. Even if he is injured like this, just using a knife in his mouth is enough to block Huang Yong.

  Gu Tianyou could only rely on himself to deal with the old man's attacks, but in terms of martial arts alone, he was not even a bit weaker than the old man. When the old man's claws almost touched his forearm, a fist came out from the side. The old man was greedy and only saw the rainbow in Gu Tianyou's hand. He didn't expect that this person would still have the strength to punch out at this moment. By the time he saw this blood-red fist, it was already too late.

  The bird claws shattered, and the sound of bones shattering sounded like an explosion. Five deep bloody grooves appeared on his blood-red fist. Ming Wanjun spat out another mouthful of blood and laughed, "Zhao Zechen, you've been sneaking around for so long, but didn't I get the chance to punch you in the end? How did it feel? How did it feel?"

  Zhao Zechen spat and scolded, "Ming Wanjun, is he really as good as you? However, with your movement, there is nothing left of the Yuan Qi that just closed on your body. Zhang Lao'er's punch just now sent one of your eyes flying and also injured your mud ball spirit. Do you think you can use anything else to match the chaos in the world?"

  Ming Wanjun sneered, "You're so curious, why don't you come up and give it a try?" As he spoke, his body seemed to be swaying uncontrollably. Gu Tianyou took a step back and supported him in time.

  Even so, Zhao Zechen still didn't dare to come over to take on the might of the tiger.

  Ao! A miserable scream came from Long Jianmei's side. Two swords came out, and an expert who had transformed his strength into his marrow was dismembered. The Dragon Sword Mei Teng jumped up to an unimaginable height. When she was hanging upside down, her two-handed sword let go and pierced through the two of them. With a wave of her hands, she unexpectedly brandished the two of them as weapons and smashed them at Li Yangkun and the other of the four elders. He cried out in grief and indignation, "Tian Tian is nagging me that I won't let you go. If I'm beaten to death, I have to avenge you. I won't listen to you anymore. Today, I'm going to start a massacre!"

  Li Yangkun snatched that person back into his hand. Seeing Long Jianmei slice a master with a hen claw and a mandarin duck axe into two, he couldn't help but be enraged. He shouted loudly, "Wang Xian, if you delay any longer, don't blame us for taking back the ladder."

  "Li Yangkun, please calm down." Wang Xianlang said, "Where can you retreat to now?"

  As soon as the Dragon King finished speaking, Hu Sanbian's zither music suddenly paused. The three-whip old demon drew out the sword in the zither and swung his hand to slash down with a sword light. Yang Jiuling's red rhombus soul-seducing hook was cut off, and the sword force continued to slash Yang Jiuling on the spot. Hu Sanbian suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and shook his body three times. He trapped the ten great grandmasters, including Wang Xian, with his own strength, and the pressure he was under was only slightly less than the Ming Wanjun who had been attacked by a hundred people. At this moment, his soul had already been damaged, so he could only stop the extremely exhausting three transformations and face the enemy with his sword in the Nature Sect's martial arts.

  Li Yifu was the first one of the remaining nine great grandmasters to stand out and cupped his fists. "Brother Hu is an overwhelming opponent, and his divine might is unparalleled. I admire him endlessly. Although challenging Brother Hu to victory is not a victory, I have no choice but to shamelessly experience Brother Hu's swordsmanship," Li Yifu clasped his fists.

  "The Three Emperors Cannon Hammer is old with me. I still have sixty percent of my strength. You are no match for me with one sword in hand. Go back and exchange for Wang Xian."

  Hu San turned his sword behind his back, and the abundant god was extremely handsome and arrogant. Looking at Wang Xian, he said in a loud voice, "Brother Wang, your three souls and seven souls are all perfect. Your divine soul strength is not below Hu. You clearly have the strength to break through my three changes in the Ten Extremes Formation just now, but you still retain your strength. Isn't it just to use King Ming's hand to cut off the main forces of the God Hunting Hidden Cultivator Society and the hidden arrow?" "Now that you've succeeded, there are only two of you left, even the four elders of Long Xing. No one in this world can stop you from dominating the world of high technique. Why don't you come and see me off for the last time?"