While speaking, Liu Wentian felt helpless.

As he said just now, Fan Wujie held the legendary ancient sword and was extremely powerful. No one was his opponent, but the battle situation could not be changed by Fan Wujie alone.

The reason why the Ancient Xingchen Sect evacuated was that they did not want both to lose money and were completely in trouble. Unexpectedly, Fan Wujie's killing intention was too heavy, and he would continue to chase and kill at all costs.

This battle was initiated by the Ancient Xingchen Sect, and the person who retreated and fled was also the Ancient Xingchen Sect. At this moment, you said that the outcome doesn’t matter anymore. Don’t you think these words and deeds are very stupid?

Fan Wujie held the legendary ancient sword in his hand and was carrying the ultimate light, but his face was bloody and cruel, his eyes swept forward, and his mockery kept sounding.

He slowly raised the legendary ancient sword, pointed the tip of the sword straight ahead, and said: Besides, who wins and who loses, it is not your turn to decide. Since I dare to chase and kill, the final winner must also belong to Wanjian Pavilion!

After these words, Fan Wujie's body soared into the sky, and the ancient sword rushed out, like a stream of light sweeping through the sky, ignoring thousands of meteoric lights and directly storming into the formation.

But when he saw him wielding the ancient sword, the sword light shone brightly, covering the sky and the sun, and slashing straight ahead. The sword force was destroyed and there was no force to withstand its ruthless attack. In just a moment, more than a thousand warriors in front of him died in the middle of his waist.

Vulnerable! Fan Wujie made a cold voice, his body turned into light, rushed into the crowd, and directly disrupted the star formation of the ancient Star Sect. The sword light flashed, and there must be wailing everywhere, and more than a thousand people were killed.

It is important to know that the power of the legendary ancient sword is so terrifying that even a powerful Nirvana such as Liu Wentian cannot forcefully take it. What's the difficulty of killing these warriors?

At this moment, Fan Wujie was covered with the light of an ancient sword, and was shuttled through the twenty-eight star formation like a swimming fish, as if this killing formation that killed the sky and destroyed the earth was invisible and could not stop at all. Even if the starlight kept slamming down, it could not shake a trace of sword light.

The infinite sword power bloomed from the legendary ancient sword, coupled with the Nirvana energy of Fan Wujie and the power of one sword easily killed more than a thousand people. Under the continuous sword light, he turned into a slaughter god and killed all existences.

Just under the three in and three out of Fan Wujie, the vast and dazzling array of twenty-eight constellations gradually became dull and dull. There were even a large number of people who died under the sword, with more than 7,000 people.

Condensing the shadow of the stars and stopping Fan Wuqi!

Gu Fanxing almost roared wildly. After all, he underestimated the power of the legendary ancient sword. Although Fan Wujie was only one person at this moment, the threat it brought was far greater than that of the more than 20,000 people in Wanjian Pavilion.

However, this also made Gu Fanxing no longer confused.

As long as Fan Wujie is killed, this chaotic battle will end here.

Once Fan Wujie dies, Wanjian Pavilion will surely be destroyed. The rest of the people don’t need to pay too much attention. A powerful Yin-Yang man from the Ancient Star Sect roared loudly, and the light of the martial spirit on his body bloomed and merged into the formation.

In an instant, a large array buzzed everywhere, and twenty-eight phantoms of starry sky appeared, each of which was extremely solid, and the starlight gathered in the void, like a storm rolling up, or like a hurricane sweeping across, causing the space to crack inch by inch.

However, facing such a terrifying attack, Fan Wujie could not see any fear on his face, and a bitter and bitter sarcasm suddenly sounded from his mouth.

At this moment, he slowly raised his head. His eyes filled with sword light seemed to shoot through the bodies of the powerful people of the Star Ancient Sect, piercing their hearts and making their minds tremble violently.

Gu Fanxing and Liu Wentian also felt this strange feeling, and an ominous sign was also felt in their hearts.

die!

Fan Wujie let out a low roar, and his figure suddenly appeared under a formation eye. The legendary ancient sword wrapped in dazzling sword light poked out and rushed towards the three Yin and Yang powerhouses in front of him.

The three Yin and Yang powerful men looked shocked and hurriedly activated the Shadow of the Star to block Fan Wujie's offensive. However, in front of the legendary ancient sword, they had no power to fight back.

A puff!

The surging sword light descended, and the bodies of the three strong men were pierced at the same time. Fan Wujie's arm trembled, and the sword edge flickered wildly, directly strangling the three corpses into blood stains.

After this sword, the crowd in the battle experienced a brief loss of consciousness. They looked at Fan Wujie who was like slaughtering gods, and were in a daze. Fan Wujie is now so powerful. Not only did he ignore the twenty-eight star formation, but he also killed three Yin and Yang powerful men with one sword. It is no wonder that he dared to speak wildly again and again.

Now, do you still think that I am seeking death? Fan Wujie is in a high position and looks up at the people of the Ancient Star Sect. He gently waves his sword, but the sword light rises into the sky and annihilates the phantoms of the seven stars above his head.

In an instant, the crowd was speechless.

The people of the Ancient Star Sect felt their breath suffocated and felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. For Fan Wujie, the twenty-eight star formations were useless. Every time they swung their swords, it was like the arrival of the god of death, and they could easily harvest countless lives.

Even the strong Yin and Yang were still unable to resist the sword light. With one sword, the three of them died, just like chopping melons and vegetables, only increasing the number of casualties.

Unlike the people from the Ancient Star Sect, those from Wanjian Pavilion were ecstatic. The eyes of Fan Wujie were filled with fanaticism and worship, and the fighting spirit was ignited and it took a long time to survive.

Take action and kill the Ancient Star Sect!

At this time, I don’t know who made a roar, causing the people from Wanjian Pavilion to react. They slaughtered directly at the Ancient Star Sect. Each of them had a stronger murderous intent, even a bit crazy, as if they were about to destroy everything ahead.

As the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion entered the Star Array, the scene was once chaotic. There, either the star light broke through the sky or the sword lights rotated. As they collided with each other, the strong wind swept and turned into a terrifying hurricane. Anyone who was shrouded by the hurricane would undoubtedly die.

In just a short moment, more and more corpses were stacked on the ground, and the people from the two sects suffered losses to each other, but the more tragic the situation was, the more crazy the two sides fought.

No one wants to lose, nor do they want to die on the spot.

Given this, we can only fight to the death.

While the two sides were in a battle, three figures stood on a lonely peak not far from here, looking into the distance, bringing the entire chaotic battle situation into sight.

These three people were Lin Tianchong, Wu Jingxue and Chu Xingyun.

The number of people in Wanjian Pavilion and the Ancient Star Sect is huge, but after the appearance of the legendary ancient sword, Wanjian Pavilion reversed the situation and vaguely gained the upper hand. It is worthy of being the Godless Soldier, and it is indeed unparalleled. Lin Tianchong's eyes focused on Fan Wujie, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his words were a bit solemn.

So what?

Wu Jing snorted coldly and continued: The closer the strength of both sides is, the more chaotic the situation will be. The battle is extremely fierce. The number of people in Wanjian Pavilion and the Ancient Star Sect is decreasing sharply, with only 40,000 people remaining, and the number of Yin and Yang powerhouses is even smaller, with only ten people, and most of them died at the hands of Fan Wujie.

Judging from the current results of the battle, the two sects are exhausted and their combat power is gradually fading. In just a moment, we can take advantage of the situation and catch them off guard!

After saying this, Wu Jingxue turned his head to look at Chu Xingyun, but saw Chu Xingyun look like an old god, waved his hand, and said slowly: The time is not yet ripe, and if you take action now, you are still a little too hasty.

In the melee between the two sects, countless people will die every minute and every second, and the death of these people will continue to accumulate hatred and murderous intent between the two sides. The more chaotic the fight, the more terrifying the battle will be. This result is obviously what we are happy to see.

After countless people die, evil spirits can be everywhere, which can enhance the strength of the Jingtian Army. The souls of those warriors will be absorbed by sword slaves and become the purest nutrients. This is the principle that the enemy is weak and we are strong.

Since that's the case, then we might as well watch this big show, why bother rushing to take action?

Chu Xingyun's words were very calm, but the coldness that oozed out made Wu Jingxue and Lin Tianchong shudder. Their eyes were frozen, and a hint of fear arose in their hearts, and they felt like they could not recognize Chu Xingyun.

But Chu Xingyun didn't care about the gaze of the two. His bloody pupils filled with magic light were still staring at the chaotic battlefield ahead, with demonic indifference everywhere.

However, at this moment, a crystal light suddenly flashed in Chu Xingyun's eyes.

The glimmer of light was slowly, like water, flashed through his eyes, and finally turned into a teardrop, which penetrated from the corner of his eyes and slowly crossed his cheek.
Chapter completed!