Jiayou fun things

Chapter 475 Fighting Tianjun (2)

All the swordmen disciples vomited blood together, and some of them couldn't stand in the air, and fell into the lake in great embarrassment.

Han Yuweng looked at Hu Tianjun in amazement, he closed his lips tightly, but blood spurted out from the gap between his lips... the more he pursed his lips, the blood sprayed out turned into a thin blade,'chichi ''s squirting far away.

Among the disciples of old man Wutong, Han Yuweng is one of the few two or three people with the strongest cultivation base. He has already glimpsed a little bit of the profound meaning of the heaven and man realm. His foundation is extremely solid and his background is extremely strong.

Even so, he couldn't see clearly how Hu Tianjun made the move, whether he used supernatural powers or magic weapons, and only then did he destroy the portable flying swords of so many sword disciples in an instant.

Blood was still gushing out.

The flying sword that Han Yuweng was destroyed was his natal flying sword that had been refined for thousands of years.This sword itself is the Houtian Lingbao sword embryo warmed in the furnace of Jiancheng's earth lungs. After thousands of years of painstaking sacrifice and refining, it is nourished day and night with the spirit, essence and blood, and its quality has been improved several times. Among the Houtian Lingbao , the quality is definitely excellent!
In the past, how many defensive secret treasures have been pierced by Han Yueweng's natal flying sword, how many defensive spells have been torn apart, how many protective charms have been smashed, and how many monks have been killed?
But today, it was unexpectedly crushed by Hu Tianjun casually.

It’s not good for sword cultivators, a natal flying sword is very powerful... But the vast majority of sword cultivators only carry a flying sword with them. This flying sword is almost equivalent to their avatar. The more you hurt yourself.

Han Yuweng finally couldn't keep his mouth shut, he opened his mouth slightly, and a "wow" big mouthful of blood mixed with a little bit of small internal organ fragments sprayed out.His body was shaking, and blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

"you……"

Han Yuweng stared at Hu Tianjun firmly.His aura swayed violently up and down for a while, and slowly declined from the ultimate perfect state of the void, little by little, to the level of the late stage of Dao Condensation Fruit.

"It's dangerous for children to play with swords." Hu Tianjun put his hands behind his back and looked at Han Yuweng calmly: "You, you are not qualified to talk to me... Take this group of young people and get out of here."

Hu Ping shouted happily in the air: "Father, you are so mighty, dad, you are so stupid! Dad, kill them for me, kill them... They cut me, they cut me... Look, I The crotch is still bleeding!"

"Don't let them go, kill this group of bitches!"

'Papapa', high in the sky, a series of sharp cold lights lit up, and the moment his own flying sword was shattered, more than a dozen disciples of Jianmen who had been prepared for a long time issued an early warning letter.

High in the sky, several old men with long robes and long sleeves and high crowns were already approaching here on the clouds. More than a dozen giant floating warships began to speed up, and several warships separated from the left and right, outflanking this side. Come.

On a floating mountain peak, streaks of cold light flickered, and streaks of sword light quickly outlined a huge sword array around the peak. The cold air was approaching from nearly a hundred miles away, and deep streaks appeared again on the lake. Deep, thin sword marks.

Hu Tianjun snorted coldly, and behind him, the old boatman standing at the stern raised his head slowly, and said in a dark voice: "The current owner of the studio is working here, fellow Taoists who have nothing to do with it, please don't come here to take advantage of the excitement... Hey, people will die!"

A few old men with a strong breath in the sky were stunned, and immediately pressed the cloud head, and stopped motionless in the air.

Looking at the movement, is there a conflict between the studio and the disciples of Jianmen?

Well, it has nothing to do with them.

They came to wash Jianchi because of the disappearance of the entire Wanhuamen sect, including the disappearance of a large number of elite disciples from various sects... They did not gather here to escort the disciples of the Jianmen sect .

The people from Jianmen provoked the group of embryo killers from the photo studio?
Hey, these disciples of Jianmen also habitually draw their swords to kill the embryos when they disagree with each other, killing embryos versus killing embryos, there is no need for them to get involved in this good show.

Most of the more than a dozen flying boats and warships in the air stopped, and only four warships suddenly descended and continued to gallop here with murderous aura.

And on the floating mountain peak controlled by Jianmen disciples, thousands of Jianmen disciples dressed in white turned into rainbows and soared into the sky, arrayed and rushed towards the small sampan.

The name of the owner of the photo studio is very scary.

But in the hearts of these Jianmen disciples, the name of the owner of the photo studio is not scary enough!
For 3 years, Jianmen has been the absolute first sect in Yuan Lingtian, surpassing many other sects. Every Jianmen disciple has a sense of pride in the heart of 'the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid', or in other words, crazy proud!
Jian Guang was swift, within a distance of only a hundred miles, he was forced to the top of his head within a breath.

Thousands of Sword Sect disciples formed a sword formation, and the fierce sword intent crushed them down. In the sword formation, a middle-aged man looked at Han Yuweng who was vomiting blood and hissed in surprise: "Uncle, you are... "

The middle-aged man looked at Han Yuweng, then looked at Hu Tianjun standing on the small sampan, gritted his teeth, his face darkened, and he shouted sharply: "Let's fight, kill him!"

It doesn't matter who you are, if you provoke Jianmen, just kill him with one sword!
For 3 years, this has become the standard operation for Jianmen disciples walking outside.

With Jianmen who is supreme in Yuanlingtian as a backer, the disciples of Jianmen act so directly and neatly.

It doesn't matter who you are, it's just a matter of one sword!

In the sword formation, all the disciples of the sword sect in the formation were running the sword essence together, and the cold light surged rapidly following the mysterious trajectory. In an instant, the sword intents and sword glows of thousands of people condensed into one, forming a streak several miles long. The black and white two-color sword light slashed down.

Hu Ping screamed in fright: "Father, help, help!"

Afterwards, Hu Ping screamed loudly: "Look carefully, hit my father, don't hit me too... I've been hurt like this, I'm completely harmless to you!"

Hu Tianjun gritted his teeth angrily.

'Split my dad'?
These words are really... Only things that are not as good as animals can say such words!

"Disillusionment Fuli Liangyi sword formation." Hu Tianjun sneered sinisterly: "This sword formation is not bad, but if you want to deal with me, you little brats still need some fire."

He raised his right hand, which was carved like white jade, and the exquisitely polished palm suddenly turned jet black.Wisps of thin black smoke continued to spew out from the palm of his hand, and Hu Tianjun's right hand suddenly gave people an extremely terrifying sense of shock.

Looking at his pitch-black palm, it was as if he had suddenly experienced all the most terrifying nightmares in broad daylight.It was as if in a nightmare, all the inconceivable and terrifying scenes that I had seen reappeared in front of my eyes at the same time.

Han Yuweng and dozens of Jianmen disciples who had shattered the flying sword were closest to Hu Tianjun, and they could see the pitch-black palm most clearly.The more this was the case, the more clearly they could see the tiniest palm lines, the tiniest fingerprints on his palm... and the twisted, wriggling, rising black smoke.

Their souls were almost completely swallowed by this palm.

The extreme fear was born in his heart, and Han Yuweng suddenly roared, and an astonishing sword intent swirled in his body, slashing fiercely at his own soul.Blood spurted out of Han Yueweng's ears, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Don't look at his hands!"

Black and white two-color sword light cut down.

Hu Tianjun's dark palm lightly slapped Jianguang.

An earth-shattering cry sounded, and the shocking sword lights that were several miles long were shattered, and thousands of disciples of the Sword Sect vomited blood in unison.

On their chests, there was no sign of any damage to their clothes, but there was a black handprint silently on each of their hearts.

The palm prints sank three inches deep into the flesh and blood, and even their ribs were smashed to pieces.

A trace of black mist rises from the palm prints, bit by bit devouring their flesh and blood, melting their magic power bit by bit. Thousands of Jianmen disciples felt extreme pain at the same time. Numerous illusions appeared in front of their eyes, their hearts violently convulsed and convulsed. There were bouts of limpness.

The sword array shattered, and thousands of Sword Sect disciples trembled and fell from the sky with pale faces.

Their natal flying swords wailed one after another, circling and flying around their masters rapidly, flying around like a group of headless flies, constantly making "buzzing" sword sounds.

With a light wave of Hu Tianjun's pitch-black palm, there was a crisp sound of 'choking langlang', and thousands of flying swords exploded into pieces.

As a result, thousands of Jianmen disciples who had already been severely injured vomited blood again, rolled their eyes and twitched and fainted.Black smoke kept coming out of their chests, and the flesh, blood, and mana in their chests were being swallowed up by the black palm prints, and the area of ​​the black palm prints was rapidly expanding.

'Papa, papa, papa', hundreds of sharp cold lights exploded in the sky.

On the floating mountain peak, among the flying boats and warships driven by four Sword Sect disciples, many Sword Sect disciples sent out urgent calls for help.

For a moment, I saw countless sword lights flying towards the sky in the direction of Jiancheng, and in the direction of Yanlin, there were also many sword lights flying into the air, rushing towards this side with murderous aura.

Hu Ping screamed at the top of his lungs: "Father, you are awesome...Father, put me down quickly, put me down quickly... Hey, Dad, you are so powerful, I will invite you to drink flowers at the Charm Flower House when I get back... Wine, let me tell you, the old bustard in the Canhualou, with that waist, that eyes, hey, you must try it...it's so delicious!"

Hu Tianjun's black right palm twitched violently. He looked deeply at Hu Ping, and seriously considered whether to kill the animal with a single palm!

A powerful sword light galloped from the direction of Huiyan Forest.

In this sword light, a large number of runes sprayed and lit up, and the fire and lightning roared continuously all the way. It was clear that some kind of Void Shifting Sword Talisman was borrowed to achieve such a terrifying high speed.

Jian Guang was wrapped in a big painting boat, and within a few breaths, he rushed to the nearby waters.

The sword light subsided, the huge painting boat landed heavily on the water, and the white turtle roared angrily: "This is the territory of Jianmen, who dares to cause trouble on my territory of Jianmen? Whoever wants to die, report your name!" Come on! I, Bai Yuan, have said that I want you to stay everywhere!"

(End of this chapter)