V2.Chapter 102

After Wuming drew his sword, it landed on the reef again, and said calmly: "You will die if you do many injustices. You have committed many evils and are beyond cure. Abolishing your martial arts today is for the sake of the common people."

Wuming is righteous and magnificent, but he is not a pedantic and inflexible person. After discussing swords with Liu Hao's imperial city, his spiritual realm has been sublimated.

If you can kill one person and save the world, then you can do it.

What's more, Po Jun was not killed at this time.

If Po Jun can be an ordinary person with peace of mind, he can naturally stay away from the disputes in the rivers and lakes.

Clap clap! ! !

On the Dongpu warship, the old emperor applauded and sighed: "The myth of martial arts is indeed well-deserved, but today I have a hundred thousand troops, even if you are skilled in swordsmanship, can you kill a hundred thousand people with one sword? !"

Breaking free from a 100,000-strong army is not the same concept as beheading a 100,000-strong army. Although Tianjian Wuming's sword energy is strong, it is still absolutely impossible to kill 10,000 people with one blow.

The old emperor smiled and said: "Pojun, this trash, as the heir of Jianzong, is so useless, what's the use of keeping him? Throw him into the sea and feed the fish!"

"Today, whoever takes the nameless head and climbs to Shenzhou first can take charge of the Central Plains Wulin for me, and order the whole army to continue to attack!!!"

"Subordinate, obey!"

With his martial arts abolished, Po Jun was useless, and without the emperor's orders, Dongying warriors carried him down.

The Qiancheng Dongpu warship was not delayed by the defeat of Pojun, and continued to cut through the waves and crashed towards the shore.

The Dongying martial arts masters also gathered their strength together, staring at Wuming.

The position of the Central Plains martial arts supreme symbolizes the supreme power and status, the temptation is too great, and everyone wants to sit on it.

The warship was 100 meters away from Wuming, and the Japanese masters headed by Jue Wushen jumped up from the ship one after another. Everyone resorted to killing methods, wanting to kill Wuming and then hurry up!

On the surface of the sea, vigor criss-crossed, and water columns continued to explode.

Dozens of martial arts masters made moves with unparalleled power. The sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, countless water jets exploded on the sea surface, and the momentum was so strong that the sea almost turned upside down!

With such an earth-shattering attack, even a god who is invulnerable to King Kong would be smashed to pieces.

The Xie Wang raised his eyebrows, and felt something unusual, not because of the terrifying attack of the Japanese masters, but because the vitality around Wuming was running wild.

Faced with the onslaught of dozens of Dongpu masters, Wuming's face was calm, but the hero's sword in front of him began to vibrate, making a long sword sound like a dragon chant.

The next moment, the reef under Wuming's feet had been shattered into powder, Wuming stood in the void and groaned:

"Wan Jian returns to the sect!"

Tens of thousands of brilliant sword qi erupted from the acupuncture points all over his body, and he stretched out his hands flatly, and clenched them tightly against the Japanese master who was rushing in front of him.

In an instant, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of one hundred feet above the sea condensed!

The hero sword flies!

When this sword is released, ten thousand swords will return to their ancestors, and ten thousand swords in the world will be like a servant meeting the master, like worshiping a god.

Countless how many sword auras are rushing towards the Japanese masters in front of them from all directions, it seems that even the void has turned into sword aura!

The clouds of the nine heavens hang down, and the waters of the four seas stand.

As soon as the sword move is made, fierce and unparalleled sword strength is born from the body, and the nameless figure stands on the sea, turning into a faint shadow, which cannot be captured, but the sword energy is scattered and pervasive, and the sound of thousands of urns on the battlefield blares , with Wuming at the center, tens of thousands of swords are flying like a storm.

Even the water mist on the sea surface condensed into countless water swords.

The flying swords flying all over the sky pierced the sky in a mighty way, weaving a sword net in the air, with unparalleled sword energy, it wanted to cut all the enemies in front of it to pieces.

The sword energy covered the sky and the sun.

Seeing such a marvelous scene, the evil king's pupils suddenly contracted, and he sighed: "All swords return to the ancestors, to control all things in the world, everything must be a sword, first there is a heavenly sword, there is no name to be called... the heavenly sword !"

At this miraculous moment, everyone on the battlefield was silent and stunned!

not good! ! !

Absolutely terrified, his scalp went numb, his liver and gallbladder shattered.

He was defeated by the evil king first, and his fighting spirit had already weakened by three points. At this time, he bit the bullet and acted on the order of the emperor, in order to save the crisis.

Bearing the brunt of facing Wan Jian Guizong, there is absolutely no way to avoid it, and his heart swayed, his arms crossed in front of his body, and he once again used his profound arts to the extreme, wanting to resist Wan Jian Guizong with his indestructible golden body.

Successive sword qi slammed at the vital points on his chest, and the sound of metal and iron clanging was endless. Thousands of sword qi seemed to have spirituality, and only pierced and slammed at one vital point on his chest.

Thousands of swords flew horizontally, and a gap was chiseled out of the indestructible golden body.

The sword energy was like a pillar, passing through the body, Ju Wushen's body was out of balance, fell into the sea, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the blood hole in front of his chest in disbelief, the blood gushed out of the blood hole like a fountain... ...

This sword is beyond human power! ?

At the same time, a person swept up from the shore, like a big roc spreading its wings, and landed on the sea, and running across the river and across the sea was like walking on flat ground.

"Since you are about to die, it is better to use this skill for me."

A domineering and deep voice came out, and Li Chenzhou grabbed the top of Jue Wushen who was about to fall into the sea with one hand, and urged Hui Yuanxue to absorb all the strong true energy that was about to disappear from his body for his own use.

Even the palace lord of Wushen Jue Palace, who was not bad with a golden body, died under Wan Jianguizong, and another evildoer-level Central Plains master appeared on the stage.

Today, in the deadly battle against the river, the Dongpu masters had no will to fight, and they all fled in a hurry to avoid the all-pervasive sword energy.

After Li Chenzhou drained Juewushen's internal energy, he threw his remnant body into the sea, his true energy surged again, and he suddenly raised his energy to pursue and kill him.

On the Dongpu warship, there was a majestic and burly figure who descended for life, punched in the air, and collided with Li Chenzhou's fists.

The sound of violent vigor was endless, and this fierce man flew upside down like a hill, and landed far away on the warship. Li Chenzhou's body swayed slightly, and he stood still in the sea. Zhe, slightly surprised, asked: "What's your name, you can take a punch from me?"

"God of Boxing!"

The strong man with a height of more than two meters moved his throat, spit out three words and a mouthful of red blood, and attacked again from the air. ....