"what is that?"

The people were wondering, and saw a horrible silver lightning rush out.

This silver lightning was clearly beyond everyone's imagination.

Many people haven't even seen it clearly. When the glittering silver light actually existed, they already saw the Shura magic pestle and were smashed.

"how is this possible?"

The host's face changed dramatically and he could hardly believe it. .

This is the treasure of Shura Temple.

In the two ways of Zheng Mo, I don't know how many strong people have died on this Shura magic pestle. According to legend, it was made of Shura's skull and spine, and it was so smashed?

"Oh!"

Immediately after Jianguang flashed, in the shocking eyes of countless people, the host's body was divided into two sections.

...

boom! boom!

It was at this instant that the world, which had been halted, resumed operation at this moment.

But at this moment, Chu Jingtian's complexion suddenly turned white, and his breath was extremely falling.

After all, it is the eighth-order Ling Xiao sword.

It has transcended the existence of the immortal realm. It is like a bottomless pit. If you want to drive it, you must run the corresponding power. Just a previous blow almost emptied Qicheng's strength inside him.

"Hmm! Hmm!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground awakened everyone from shock.

No one looked at all of this magically.

The host of Shura Temple was killed? And it's impossible to use the Shura magic pestle!

"Shoot all together!"

Li Feiying closed his eyes.

He immediately felt a faint ray of light falling on himself, and shouted loudly.

At this time, everyone set their sights on Chu Jingtian.

Only then did he find Chu's pale complexion.

"He can't support for too long!"

"The previous blow was too much for him!"

"His previous attack, he couldn't send it again!"

The eight factions and thirteen sects suddenly sighed loudly and rushed towards Chu Jingtian.

However, Chu Jingtian just waved with his right hand.

"cut!"

Hey!

The Ling Xiaojian took a sword-hundred hunger that was hundreds of meters long and swept away immediately.

"what!"

Suddenly, those Momon warriors who rushed up did not even have a time to scream, and found that their bodies had been divided into two and cut into two.

"idiot!"

Chu Jingtian snorted coldly.

The previous blow did wear out badly, but that was to deal with Shura's falling magic pestle. If you just urge Ling Xiaojian, you can barely support it.

In an instant.

Almost all of the eight factions and thirteen sects fell at this moment.

But in an instant, there were very few hundred people in the field.

"Chu Jingtian, I don't wear it with you!"

Li Feiying was dying.

In this battle, he originally thought that there was no guarantee. Bringing his disciples and sons over, he was beheaded by Chu Jingtian's indiscriminate sword. How could he not hate?

"Pengcheng for miles!"

Li Feiying roared loudly and gave a violent drink. The infinite vitality in his body was surging and flowing like a spring, and he turned into an incomparable golden-winged Dapeng outside his body.

This Dapeng seemed to be even more powerful than the ghostly side. When the wings spread, he even shrouded this void.

"Yin!"

At this time, a sharp cry was ringing through the void.

I only saw Li Feiying's mouth wide open, as if swallowing the sky, as if engulfing Chu.

"dead!"

Chu Jingtian had no fear in his eyes.

Swipe your right hand.

Bang!

The Ling Xiao sword split in the air.

In Li Feiying's unbelievable eyes, Ling Xiaojian directly ignored his unrealized Fei Yu, directly immersed himself in his flesh, and split into his spirit.

"Do not!"

Li Feiying made a terrible cry.

At this moment, he didn't have the slightest desire to resist any more. When his wings spread out, he quickly moved backwards towards the rear.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he compare with Ling Xiaojian?

Suddenly, the golden-winged Dapeng outside Li Feiying was torn apart on the spot. Immediately afterwards, Li Feiying lost his strength and fell from the air.

"Slam!"

The corpse was chopped into two halves and slammed to the ground, splashing a **** dust.

The Lingxiao sword turned around in the air, turned into a silver light, flew back towards Chu Jingtian, and was swallowed into the mouth instantly.

call--

At this moment, a gust of wind blew.

The blown Chu Jingtian's long hair rose, and Yi Yi turned and fluttered.

The survivors only felt that the whole person was frozen at this moment.

"died?"

"Thirteen speakers in Taihang Mountain?"

"Host of Shura Temple!"

"President of the Flying Eagle ..."

These people are not inferior to Peng Tianhao's existence in the Demon Gate. Now they have been killed like this?

Not to mention, there are some such as the Eight Schools and the 13 Schools.

It's almost as if the entire army is gone.

This is too scary!

Everyone thought in their hearts, looking towards the young man ahead. I saw the other side swallowed the silver light, and didn't stop at all, but summoned the ghostly side and sat up directly.

"Want to go?"

Seeing Chu Jingtian's action, everyone was stunned.

However, as soon as they had the idea in their heads, they saw Chu Jingtian sitting on the back of the ghostly square, suddenly stopped the movement in their hands, and looked at their position.

Hiss!

At this moment, the people hiding in the dark shivered, only to feel that everything from the body to the soul seemed to be completely frozen at this moment. At this moment, everyone is raising a trace of sorrow for the rabbit.

Even the existence of Li Feiying and the host of Shura Temple cannot cope with the shocking situation. How can these people be?

‘Is the other party going to kill everything? ’

Many people are desperate.

If Chu Jingtian really wanted to do anything, I'm afraid they would even hope to escape.

At this moment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ their minds are full of countless thoughts, what glory, wealth, power, but just a glance, as long as they can survive.

When everyone thought that Chu Jingtian was about to make a shot, he saw the other party quietly withdraw his gaze, and the ghostly side was also shocked by two wings and flew towards the distance.

"Finally survived!"

Seeing this scene, everyone could not help but have such a thought. When returning to God, he suddenly found that his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

They knew in their hearts that it was not that Chu Jingtian changed his mind that he did not kill them, but that their strength was too weak to be worthy of Chu Jingtian's shot.

"This matter will never be mixed again!"

Looking at the distant figure, countless people thought secretly.

At the same time, the entire magic gate was shocked again. Taixu Shengzu