Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong

The seven demon bone giants crashed into each other like meteorites that were bombarded. The air wall that released billions of air arrows suddenly became like broken glass, cracked into countless fragments and disappeared.

The arrow of air suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The attack of this hill-like existence scared these disciples of Jue Ming Valley to death, and their faces were pale. Facing such magnificent puppet objects, almost no one had the courage to fight them.

Su Yun rushed in, holding the Death Sword in one hand and the Death Sword in the other hand, and the air cover wrapped his body and crashed into the center of the crowd. Then the Death Sword was revoked, and the sword edge of the Death Sword was immediately exposed and was swung fiercely to the crowd around him.

Only when we saw the crowd splashing bright blood flowers, a large number of pieces of flesh and limbs flew out, a disciple of Jue Ming Valley fell under the dark long sword, and no one could take Su Yun's sword at this moment.

"This guy's cultivation is obviously not high, why is he so powerful?"

The spiritual practitioner who had previously directed the release of the air arrow stared at Su Yun, gritted his teeth secretly, and then retreated continuously.

This person is the King of Poison Fist.

This is already the last barrier of Jue Ming Valley. If Su Yun cannot be stopped here, there will be no traps or formations to stop Su Yun's footsteps. Once this gate is broken, Jue Ming Valley will be fully visible.

"Stand up, hold on, and you must not let this guy enter our destiny valley!"

The poisonous fist Qiao Gong roared.

While speaking, he was not idle either. He used his fists, and the green air lingered on his fist. The poisonous fist urged the magic. His eyes were staring at the disciples of Jue Ming Valley around him. Once he found someone wanted to escape, Qiao Gong would punch him without hesitation, resulting in the lives of those disciples who were about to escape.

Qiao Gong's methods are extremely cruel. Anyone who is hit by his fist will immediately turn into a pool of blood and die directly. There is no possibility of survival. As the second disciple of the old witch of the Death, Qiao Gong's cultivation and strength are unquestionable.

Seeing Qiao Gong supervising the battle, how could those disciples of Jue Ming Valley dared to run away? They had to fight to attack Su Yun.

Although Su Yun obtained the power of the Death Sword, and his magical nature was greatly increased, his strength soared, his consciousness was not completely controlled. From beginning to end, he retained a trace of consciousness and maintained himself.

Faced with countless attacks and killings from all directions, he pushed his speed to the limit. He only saw Su Yun in the crowd freely traveling like a ghost. Every time he attacked, he would always penetrate his body and hit the opponent's disciples of Jue Ming Valley. When Jue Ming Valley was encircled, the seventh-grade imperial weapon would resist the damage he was about to bear at the first time.

Flexible and tactful, it can be described as Su Yun at this moment.

Faced with these vicious people from Jue Ming Valley, Su Yun did not have any slightest slightest slightest, and the dead sword was crazily cutting them on their necks.

Over the years, countless spiritual practitioners have died tragically in this valley of desperation.

Over the years, countless people in Beiyang have been destroyed by Jue Ming Valley.

Now is the time for liquidation.

Seven giants helped Su Yun. The fourteen huge iron fists were like huge shovels, completely smashing this place. The huge rocks in the mountains were crushed into powder, and the ground was cracked. There was almost no complete place. The place hit by the fist was full of flesh and blood, which was extremely terrifying.

Blood was shot, accompanied by screams when injured, sounds of weapons colliding, and sounds of spell explosions

At this moment, it makes people feel numb and creepy like purgatory.

Seeing Su Yun slashing and slashing in the crowd, watching the disciples of Jue Ming Valley fall down one by one, Qiao Gong was anxious, angry, and afraid. He was not leaving, nor was he not leaving. After wandering for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth, accumulated poisonous gas from both fists, and rushed towards Su Yun directly.

"Su Yun!"

Qiao Gong roared and punched him.

Feeling a very violent and complex odor-like force coming towards him, Su Yun moved his eyebrows and turned his head, but saw a faint green fist hitting his face.

His steps turned, and the man instantly appeared several meters away, dodging the fist.

Qiao Gong was exhausted and was a little furious, but he was still a little happy in his anger: Su Yun avoided it? Could it be that he was afraid of my fist?

Thinking of this, Qiao Gong took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards Su Yun again.

His fist was very fast and very strong, and he didn't know much power, but it can be seen that the poison on this fist was extremely powerful.

Although Qiao Gong is not a clever person, he is definitely not a mediocre person in Jue Ming Valley for his talent in cultivation.

However, Su Yun is definitely not something he can challenge at this moment.

Facing the persevering and aggressive fist, Su Yun hummed lowly, raised his fist suddenly, and his expression condensed, aimed at the fist that was hit hard and pounded it hard.

"What??"

Qiao Gong was shocked in an instant.

Not to mention him, even the disciples of Jue Ming Valley from all directions were shocked.

"You dare to use your body to touch my fist!! You are so brave!!" Qiao Gong said in surprise, but soon, he calmed down and looked chilled, and said, "Since that's the case, let you know how powerful my poisonous fist Qiao Gong is, so that you will think that I am a person with a reputation!!!"

Qiao Gong drank, concentrated all the mysterious power on the bombed right fist, and used all the effort to eat.

It seemed as if he was planning to decide the outcome between him and Su Yun from this punch.

However

Su Yun, whose fist hit, shaking his body, then suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, Qiao Gong flew out directly and hit a piece of gravel behind him. He fell into it, his face full of blood.

This punch actually hit Qiao Gong's face!

People were stunned.

It turned out that from beginning to end, Su Yun had no intention of fighting with Qiao Gong, but instead used his own advantages to pretend to fight with Qiao Gong, and then suddenly counterattacked with speed and slapped Qiao Gong in the face, catching Qiao Gong off guard.

Although Qiao Gong is not weak, his intelligence is a flaw. In some cases, intelligence is also a kind of strength. Sometimes the outcome of a battle is largely due to the crushing of IQ.

Su Yun suddenly stopped, drew out the death sword, and cut fiercely at Qiao Gong who had not yet stood up.

A large number of sword shadows turned into a huge mouth of a huge beast and swallowed directly towards Qiao Gong. Before Qiao Gong could stand up, his body stopped moving. The sword shadows penetrated his body and then disappeared.

Su Yun took a few steps back, turned around and stared at the disciples of the Jue Death Valley behind him.

Just looking at Qiao Gong behind him, his body began to gradually collapse, like withered flowers, the flesh on his body fell towards him piece by piece, and finally turned into a pile of dead meat, completely dead

"Senior Brother Qiao Qiaogong is dead"

People were stunned and stared at Qiao Gong's broken corpse with horror.

"Qiao Gong is dead!! Qiao Gong is dead!!"

"Even Qiao Gong is not his opponent, how can we be his opponent??"

"Escape quickly!!"

"Run!"

The remaining people from Jue Ming Valley have no courage to fight with Su Yun. If Qiao Gong hadn't forced them with iron-blooded means, they would have escaped long ago. How could they have fought with Su Yun? After all, in Jue Ming Valley, Su Yun was rumored to be an existence that could compete with Jue Ming Lao Witch! How could they have fought such an existence? Now that Qiao Gong is dead, what else do they insist on?

The remaining disciples of Jue Ming Valley were scattered in chaos, and they were all just escaping their lives. Su Yun killed a few people, and ignored them. He controlled the seven demon bone giants, broke the gate of Jue Ming Valley, and continued to head inside.

Then the black fish, Cang Yan and others arrived late. Seeing the devastated gate, the blood and corpses on the ground, everyone was shocked and stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

The earth trembled gently, as if telling the people of the entire Jue Ming Valley that foreign enemies invaded.

“It’s coming so fast!”

Under the ancient tree, the old witch opened her eyes, looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice.

"According to the spy, there were not many people coming, only the strange Eighth-grade Lingxuan Zun!"

The man wearing a brown cloak next to him said slightly.

"Where are other chambers of commerce?"

"I'm still fighting each other in the valley. However, the Black Fish guy saw through it and brought another group of people to support the existence of the Eighth-grade Lingxuan Zun. The strength of the Black Fish Chamber of Commerce should not be underestimated. It is not easy to deal with them. Don't take it lightly!"

The brown cape man sank.

"Don't worry, this is Jue Ming Valley, my territory. How can I not deal with these ants?"

The old witch of Jue Ming stood up and hummed with a narrow face.

"I will send my six killing guards to help you."

The man with brown cloak waved his hand, and the six spiritual practitioners wearing uniform red clothes and white edges behind him came over. These people were all wearing pale masks, leaving only a pair of deep eyes, which looked mysterious.

When the old witch heard this, she glanced at the people and then smiled hoarsely: "Thank you, President, for your kindness, but there is no need. I believe in my disciples more than you masters, old woman. What about these six killing guards? It's better to stay here to protect you, President."

After saying that, she turned her head and said to the girl standing on the other end: "Yan Fan!"

"Yes!" Bai Yanfan stood up.

"Follow me and kill foreign enemies!"

"good!"

Bai Yan nodded, and a hint of impenetrable luster flashed across the strange eyes, and then walked towards the old witch of Jueming.

When the brown cape heard this, the man was not angry, but nodded gently and said, "Then I'm waiting for your good news here for Lao Wu."

"You just wait and see."

The old witch of Jueming smiled hoarsely, then lit her feet and flew out.

Bai Yan's fan clasped the Youlu sword and followed closely behind
Chapter completed!