Chapter 120 Isn’t he just a saint?
Apart from being moved, I was also deeply worried and afraid, because knowing how powerful Chu Xun was, even the two saints working together were no match. Now that their saints had suffered serious injuries and had not yet recovered, how could they be rivals? Some elders were moved and shouted. : "Sage Chu Zun, leave quickly and don't come back!"
"saint!"
"Master!"
Lu Nantian was severely injured, his armor was cracked, and there was blood in the corners of his mouth. He looked up with difficulty at the burly man standing proudly in the sky. The emotions in his heart were extremely complicated, including extreme despair, gratitude, bursts of happiness, and It was indescribably complicated, and he said in a low voice: "Master, leave quickly!"
The saint of the Zhenwu Sect looked around, and the sect formation was shattered. Under the ripples, the huge and glorious sect seemed to have been looted and was in a state of disarray. However, his arrival not only failed to restore the fighting spirit of these people, but instead all of them lost their fighting spirit. He persuaded himself to leave, which made Chu Zun, who still wanted to show off his talents, feel cold in his heart.
Are you so unsatisfied?
His eyes were cold.
Gradually reversed.
Staring at Chu Xun.
The latter's expression was calm and calm, as if he was a little surprised by his arrival, but he was very calm from the beginning to the end. It was more like that he had one less trouble to show up, and he didn't have to look for it in the future. He couldn't help but have this sneer on his lips, which was sarcastic. Hehe.
I don't know if he is mocking himself or who else.
Return from this trip.
He wants to act like a king.
Sweeping across the Eastern Region.
What Chu Xun.
What man in black robe.
What a mysterious saint.
Just dare to come.
Kill them all.
Suppress everything with his overbearing fists.
"It shouldn't have come!" The leader of the Tianji Sect saw this scene through the Tianji Disk, and secretly sighed and shook his head. If the saint of the Zhenwu Sect didn't show up, even if the Donglin Sect was destroyed, it would be a trivial matter, and the top combat power would not be worth mentioning. Loss.
But the saint of Zhenwu Sect appeared.
That's trouble.
The two saints fight.
Two dogs fight, play off.
between the two.
There must be an injury.
This is what he doesn't want to see.
The saint of Shenxing Sect's eyes also softened slightly. The appearance of saint of Zhenwu Sect at this moment was a bit unexpected, but his cultivation and injuries had obviously recovered, which was obviously a good sign. He immediately stepped out of the void, and came here leisurely, standing there. Not far away from the saint of Zhenwu Sect, he looked down at Chu Xun indifferently and said coldly: "Sage Chu, let's stop!"
"Buzz!"
An old woman on crutches also walked slowly.
Chu Xun's eyes gradually became colder.
Scan around.
Just two?
No!
There should be more.
really.
The next moment.
The old farmer who did not belong to any force also walked out slowly and said in a rather complex way: "Sheng Chu, stop it. It's not that we insist on intervening in your affairs. Now that the crisis in the Eastern Region has not been resolved, a fight between you two will only To let the Green Bull Demon Lord enjoy himself, it is better to turn the war into friendship under my guidance!"
"Ah!"
Chu Xun has not expressed his position yet.
The saint of the Zhenwu Sect had a sneer on his lips, his eyes were filled with mockery, and he said, "Is he worthy of turning our hostility into friendship with me?"
Saint of Shenxing Sect.
Saint of the Goddess Sect.
Old farmer.
These three were just about to say something.
Boom!
A powerful aura erupted.
The realm of a saint.
The second realm of saints.
The three realms of saints.
The four realms of saints.
This sudden surge of powerful cultivation swept the field, especially the martial arts physique, which brought unparalleled oppression and was suffocating.
The eyes of the saint from the Shenxing Sect were filled with astonishment. He never thought that the saint from the Zhenwu Sect, who was seriously injured and escaped, would have this opportunity. He suddenly broke through from the third realm of the saint to the fourth realm of the saint.
The other two people were also full of astonishment. They had not expected the Zhenwu Sect Saint's breakthrough. They felt the Zhenwu Sect Saint's profound cultivation and the powerful oppression it brought. They could not help but nodded slightly and said: "Since you two are determined to fight, Then let’s decide the winner so that we don’t put each other’s shoes in the future!”
Chu Xun's eyes instantly became cold, and he swept over the three saints coldly. When the Zhenwu Sect saint first came out, they were worried about the latter, so they all stepped forward to help. They wanted to fight with him, but now they feel the strength of his cultivation. , had the upper hand, and watched with cold eyes, regardless of his own life or death.
How ridiculous.
If the Eastern Region loses the saint of Zhenwu Sect, will it be impossible to survive?
Is he a saint?
Isn’t it me?
These people tried to persuade him when he felt strong.
They looked on while he showed weakness.
What a fair saint.
A good one for the overall situation of the Eastern Region.
"ah?"
"Master has broken through!" Lu Nantian, the leader of the Immortal Sect who was originally worried, had a shocked face filled with surprise. Not only him, but also the elders and disciples of the Zhenwu Sect could not hide their joy. They swept away the decadence and surprise on their bodies one by one. Said: "Senior, please quickly suppress this madman!"
The saint of the Zhenwu Sect looked at the sudden change in emotions around him, and a smile appeared on his rough face. He looked down at Chu Xun mockingly and said sarcastically: "While you still have time, invite some of your mysterious saints from the Donglin Sect to come over. I want to see who he is!"
"Buzz!"
The ivy sword flashed.
Falling into the palm of your hand.
Green vitality accompanies it.
"It seems that you are stubborn, so I will grant you death!" Zhenwu Sect Saint Chu Zun's eyes gradually became cold, and the extremely cold air spread through his body, turning into ice and freezing the void. Even the other saints felt the biting cold. , looked at each other and said: "Chu Zun seems to have gained a lot of opportunities during his breakthrough!"
At least this one move alone was something he didn't have before.
"Zheng!"
The Qingteng Sword released brilliance.
Chu Xun's eyes were cold.
He chopped down with the sword.
Only one sword.
But it burst into a green luster all over the sky.
"Swish!"
The ice condensed in the void was cut.
A curved green sword energy.
Unparalleled pouring.
"Hiss!"
The sage of the Zhenwu Sect felt numb on his scalp, his pupils suddenly shrank, staring at the sword, filled with horror and shock, and said: "How is it possible, how could this sword be cut out by you?"
His scalp was numb, and the hairs on his body stood up. His right hand waved his fists domineeringly, and each fist cracked the void, condensing a powerful trace, suppressing it, making the heaven and earth tremble. Thousands of fists gathered and hit the green sword energy strongly, but they didn't block it for a breath, and were shattered by the overwhelming force.
"Puff!"
The next breath.
A cluster of blood splashed.
A head flew up.
This place.
It fell into an unprecedented freeze.
"Gulong!"
"Gulong!"
This was the sound of swallowing saliva, but people's hearts were cold and numb. The wrinkled cheeks of the saint of the Goddess Sect who was watching the battle from afar froze, and his eyes froze. He stood there blankly, staring blankly at the front, and his heart was covered with goose bumps under the extreme shock.
Numb all over.
"This sword!"
The old farmer's eyes froze. As a saint, he could feel the overwhelming sword energy most clearly, which was far beyond the ordinary saints. Even if it was him, he would only lose faster when facing this sword, and even his soul would be destroyed by the sword. There was no possibility of struggle. He was horrified and said to himself: "Isn't he just a saint?"