Ji Xingyue is not a god, nor can Su Changqing see through other people's life scripts. She doesn't know that Zhu Wusi has hidden such a big killer move, the thirty-six heavenly generals and the seventy-two earthly evil spirits. Things in the world are unpredictable, it is just like that. "Su Changqing is a disciple of the Zhenwu Emperor. If you abolish him today, you will definitely die in the future!" Lin Yuchan clenched the Yitian Sword in her hand, staring at Zhu Wusi with determination in her eyes. She would not let Su Changqing get into trouble at all costs. "The Zhenwu Emperor has already ascended to heaven, where did his disciples come from?" Zhu Wusi stopped and stared at Lin Yuchan. It's not that he is not ruthless and decisive, this sentence is really a fantasy. In the past eight hundred years, the only one who ascended to heaven was the Zhenwu Emperor. At this moment, Ji Xingyue has already taken action in an instant. She is indeed not as cunning as Lin Yuchan. With the movement of her jade finger, the Taiyin is vertical and horizontal. At this moment, the space seemed to be rippling. The long Taiyin River seemed to appear in the middle, sparkling, and a bright moon was suspended above the long river. The shadow was surging and set off huge waves.
Zhu Wusi reacted very quickly and dodged in an instant. He stared at the Taiyin River in front of him, and was shocked. "You... what kind of physique do you have? You are not just a Taiyin body? This is simply not a physique that can appear in the world!" Ji Xingyue did not intend to make a move, but landed in the pavilion in the distance. Before Ding Xiu could react, she had already hugged Su Changqing, dodged and retreated, opened the Taiyin River again, and landed on the eaves of the Zhongwang Mansion. This method was unheard of. It was a thousand meters away in an instant. It was really rare in the secular world. Zhu Wusi, Shangguan Haitang, Duan Tianya, Wan Sanqian and others were stunned and could not come back to their senses for a while. Two consecutive Taiyin vertical and horizontal movements made Ji Xingyue's face pale as snow, but it still shocked people. "I don't mind a head-on battle with Su Changqing, but unfortunately, Zhenwu can't scare me. My heart is set, and I am the best in the world. Even if the Great Emperor Zhenwu is here, if he is seriously injured and weak, I will kill him!" Zhu Wusi said coldly. Why did he become the emperor? Or Su Xin! For three Tianxiang cardamoms! Not to mention the Great Emperor Zhenwu, even if his own father and mother, the king of heaven, were here, he would kill him! Su Changqing will definitely die! Today's opportunity is unprecedented, and there will never be a second time! He stepped away, and Lin Yuchan came with a single sword, wearing a peerless green dress, dazzling to the extreme. Zhu Wusi swung his body and hit her with a palm, and Lin Yuchan was instantly knocked away, falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She got the Wuliang True Teaching, practiced Xuantian Zhenqi, and the "Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Sword Art", but she was only an ordinary innate realm, and she had never practiced a single sword art. Zhu Wusi stared at his right arm, his sleeve was cut, blood slid down his fingertips, bright red like a flower. "Could it be the Zhenwu Sword Art?" Zhu Wusi's murderous intent moved again and again, and he stared at Lin Yuchan. "I'm too weak. The Zhenwu Sword Art can kill demons with a sword, destroy all the alien true qi in the world, and kill all demons. It's a pity that I haven't practiced it to the fullest." Lin Yuchan tiptoed and came again with a sword. "Princess Yuchan, do you want to die?" Zhu Wusi was stopped again, staring at Lin Yuchan, his eyes gradually darkened. "He saved me several times, I should have died long ago, even if I die a hundred times today, what's the harm?"
Lin Yuchan laughed, she was shaky, got up and came again, her green clothes were stained with blood, and the Yitian Sword in her hand was even stained red with blood. She was really amazing, with a kind of extraordinary grace, which made people tremble in their hearts and breathless. After she broke her fate, she was accepted as a disciple by Wuliang. She should have had unprecedented luck and the name of Yuchan Sword Lord that has been passed down for endless years. But today she is willing to fight to the death. "Okay, today, I will send you to the Zhongwang Mansion and reunite the family!" Zhu Wushi took a deep breath and said. Shangguan Haitang gradually found something wrong and didn't know why her adoptive father suddenly became like this. "We choose Zhu Wushi and give up Su Changqing. I don't know if it is right or wrong." Gui Hai Yidao said softly. "Adoptive father, Princess Yuchan likes my junior brother. Everyone in the world knows this. Please hold back." Shangguan Haitang suddenly stood up and said. If he was asked to choose Zhu Wushi, Jiang Xingxing, and Su Changqing, he would naturally be the adoptive father who raised him for decades. Even if Zhu Wushi rebelled and raised a large army, she would choose to follow Zhu Wushi. There is no doubt about this. Zhu Wushi looked indifferent and said nothing, staring at Lin Yuchan who was fighting for her life with blood all over her body in front of him. He stared into the distance. Ji Xingyue and Su Changqing had already reached the mountain behind the Zhongwang Mansion, which was close to the palace. Behind the Dashang Palace, there were 100,000 mountains. In the past, Su Changqing practiced the Tyrant Sword on the hillside. He couldn't delay any longer, otherwise he didn't know where Ji Xingyue would take Su Changqing. Wu'an Jun had never appeared. "What a pity, Princess Yuchan, no one can save you today." Zhu Wusi took a deep breath and said indifferently. He was confident that he could catch up with Ji Xingyue. He turned around and punched. His true energy was brilliant and the fist wind was mighty. With just one blow, the Yitian Sword was thrown out of his hand and smashed away. He was about to add another punch to hammer Lin Yuchan to death. Cheng Shifei ran up a few dozen steps in the distance and jumped over. He was surrounded by golden light and spanned a distance of 100 meters. He hit Zhu Wusi in the waist and flew away. The two flew straight all the way, penetrating countless houses, and instantly tore into pieces, accompanied by rolling dust. "You wanted to hurt my sister-in-law before, but I'm different now!" "The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art? This is your fifth time. Unfortunately, I'm not the king of 20 years ago, and you don't have the fighting skills of Gu Santong!" "You and Cao Zhengchun are no match for a fight with me. Alone, my three punches are enough to destroy your golden body!" Zhu Wuwu frowned slightly, his face turned cold, and he struck with both fists in an incomparable way, opening and closing them wide and wide. Cheng Shifei's chest was dented in a way that was visible to the naked eye, and the golden paint was scattered. However, after just a few moves, Cheng Shifei was already on the decline. He was knocked to the ground by Zhu Wuwu's hammer, as if he was crushed, and a deep pit appeared on the ground. Zhu Wuli deliberately killed them all and jumped into the pit. His fists were powerful and he dominated the world. His golden head was deformed and he fell into the pit, unable to breathe. "Do you accept it? Your father Gu Santong is no match for me, and you are worthy of fighting with me!" "I don't accept it! Your grandfather Gu Santong doesn't accept it even underground!" Cheng Shifei spat out a mouthful of blood, and all the teeth in his mouth were knocked out and scattered on the ground. His eyes were blood red, he stared at Zhu Wuwu and roared angrily.
............................ "How many more times can you use Taiyin Zongheng?" Su Changqing appeared in Zifu, stared down, and asked. "Two times at most, about ten miles." Ji Xingyue said. "Stretch my arm straight and clench my fingers into a fist." Ji Xingyue couldn't hide her doubts in her eyes and looked at Su Changqing, but still followed the instructions one by one. "Okay, let's hit it next. Aim and hit Zhu Wuwu." "What do you want to do?" "I want to blow Zhu Wuwen's head off with one punch." Su Changqing's pink and jade-carved little man sits cross-legged on the top of his head. His body is covered with a layer of faint precious light, as if the essences from all directions have gathered together. He speaks in a milky voice, slightly immature, but calm and indifferent. ............................