Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

"monster!"

Ren Woxing originally thought that he had devoured the internal energy of so many traitors.

And try to remove the dross and retain the essence as much as possible.

Eventually, he accumulated more than 300 years of internal strength.

I thought I could dominate the world.

Even Yue Buqun couldn't withstand such power.

But only today did I discover that 300 years of skill is the minimum threshold to be qualified to compete with Yue Buqun.

"Wentian, get ready!"

Ren Woxing roared as the blood surged throughout his body.

It made his complexion become extremely rosy.

At first glance, he looks like a red-faced weirdo.

Point out the light.

Black as ink.

As sharp as a sword.

Yue Buqun tilted his head slightly and dodged perfectly.

However, Ren Woxing's Demonic Finger was getting faster and sharper.

Forcing Yue Buqun to use the finger snap technique.

Finger magic.

Silver beads shot out one by one.

Shattered one demon finger after another.

Suddenly.

Ren Woxing disappeared.

Coming through the air.

A palm fell.

There was a terrifying black evil spirit contained in his palm.

The evil spirit forms a ball, without any dazzling light.

There is only darkness that devours everything.

The palm strike was like the arrival of night.

A force like a black hole formed in Ren Woxing's palm.

Yue Buqun was also enveloped in it.

A touch of purple cloud with the majesty of heaven and earth was born.

It seems that its existence is to deny darkness and erase emptiness.

There is no extreme sharpness.

But the mighty purple sword light completely shattered Ren Woxing's ingenious palm strike.

Ren Woxing was thrown away like a kite with a broken string.

No blood spurts.

Only the unwilling call:

"kill!"

The moment the sound appeared.

Twenty-two black-clad cultists appeared beside Xiang Wentian at some point.

They showed off their elite weapons:

Crossbow!

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Twenty-two at a time.

The four waves are eighty-eight deadly crossbows.

This is the forbidden weapon that Ren Woxing and his team had finally obtained.

It is one of the lineups specially prepared to deal with top masters.

however.

Most of the top masters and peerless masters would be at a loss when faced with such an attack.

But Yue Buqun just stood there.

His face was so cold and mocking.

Because the powerful crossbows, as dense as rain, fell into a quagmire after flying into the range of ten feet from Yue Buqun.

None of them could get within half a meter of Yue Buqun.

"Is this the killer move you prepared?"

Yue Buqun's words had just fallen.

Six archers suddenly shot towards them.

Iron arrows are made of fine iron.

An armor-piercing divine arm bow that can only be pulled by a master with innate supernatural powers.

this weapon.

Even an expert in Lian Heng Lian would be terrified at the news.

Not to mention the mortal body.

The six of them were specially created for Gu Santong by Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian.

They tested it themselves.

The soldiers' armor was shot through directly.

Even a foot-thick wooden door or a giant shield could not withstand its penetrating power.

It can be said.

Such a magical bow and sharp arrows are the pinnacle of ancient single-target archery.

But they trained six as soon as they arrived.

Even more exaggerated than that of the East Factory.

Ding Ding Ding!

Yue Buqun had experience dealing with this type of weapon.

A prophetic and insightful move with one finger and three shots.

Pre-emptive strike.

Then, with his fingers as hard as iron, he turned sideways and tapped twice in front of him.

Xuantian Iron Finger Technique!

This is the finger technique that is a fusion of Huashan Iron Finger and Hei Baizi's Xuantian Finger.

There is the mystery of Xuantian Finger.

And he has the dexterity of the Iron Finger Technique.

As for the last arrow, Yue Buqun dodged it when he turned sideways.

only……

The crossbow and the divine bow began a new round of preparations.

Yue Buqun naturally couldn't just sit back and watch.

The Longquan sword was swung out.

An indescribable purple sword light shot out.

The momentum is like a rushing river.

There is also the charm of a rainbow across the sky.

The Sun-Moon Demon Cult had just prepared their crossbow formation, but before they could pull the trigger, the extremely fast sword light had already swept across their bodies.

Then there was a pause as if time had forbidden it.

The crossbow fell to the ground.

split into two.

Some had broken arms.

Some had their bodies cut in half.

There are no survivors.

There is only cruelty and blood.

And a horrific death.

"on!"

Xiang Wentian flew forward with a suicidal mentality.

Accompanying them were the left and right envoys of light from the Sun and Moon Sect.

Xiang Wentian is a brotherly relationship.

The Yellow-Faced Venerable Jiabu and the Eagle Knight Shangguan Yun were loyal.

Don't take action at this time.

They don't have to go back.

The three most powerful men of the Sun-Moon Demon Cult attacked at the same time.

Three different kinds of magic power erupted at the same time, targeting Yue Buqun's crown, heart and dantian respectively.

They all knew they had no right to hold back.

So the goal is to kill with one blow.

No matter what.

Yue Buqun is faster and more terrifying than them.

I didn't see how Yue Buqun made his move.

They only saw the mighty and majestic sword intent.

A sword energy that carries the will of heaven and earth.

Sweeping over like pushing down a mountain.

The bodies of the three people froze in the air.

Horrified.

Horrified.

despair.

Because Xiang Wentian was at the edge, the sword force he endured was the weakest, so he was thrown away with blood spurting out.

The kite flew around in the air out of control, looking very miserable.

The remaining Jia Bu and Shangguan Yun were even weaker, and their bodies were swallowed up by the sword energy after a moment of pause.

The stiff expression contained endless fear and terror.