Chapter 455 Behead!

"Is the Lord of the Wasteland State going to have a decisive battle with my Qin Dynasty?" Zhang Yi's rough face was covered with sweat beads, and his breathing became heavy.

"Delay time?" Chu Xun looked at Zhang Yi's back with a calm look, and felt a terrifying breath running at a galloping speed. He knew that this was Qin Yuansheng, the commander of the Qin Dynasty.

"Ten breaths!"

"Only ten breaths!"

"The general will be there!"

Zhang Yi's heart was roaring wildly under his rough expression. As long as he held on to Chu Xun's hands for ten breaths, Marshal Qin would be there. He should be able to do it in ten breaths.

The people watching the battle around also had an expectation in their hearts. They knew that if they couldn't solve the bloody hand butcher Zhang Yi in a short time, they couldn't kill him.

In tension.

Chu Xun, who was dressed in a green shirt, turned around with a gentle look, looked at his disciples with gentle eyes, and said in a calm tone: "There were some flaws in the fight just now, but it's not your fault. It's because the master didn't take out extra time to guide you."

"Ah?"

Four fields.

A pair of eyes.

Widened.

All revealed incredible expressions.

Everyone knew that Qin Yuansheng was coming at a high speed. You still have time to teach your disciples here. Is this really appropriate?

Nine breaths!

Eight breaths!

Seven breaths!

Six breaths!

Five breaths!

Every breath was particularly heavy for the Bloody Hand Man-Slayer Zhang Yi. Each breath was like a century. His bones, flesh and blood were tense together. The battle axe in his hand was also stained with sweat. This was an unprecedented pressure for him. In his heart, he hated Chu Xun for not taking action quickly.

As the breaths passed, he actually expected to wait a little longer and teach a little more. There were still five breaths before Marshal Qin could arrive. Could his strength in the top 20 of the Saint List not withstand a few breaths?

Four breaths!

Three breaths!

In the back.

Although Qin Yuansheng had not come, the surging oppression was like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, crushing down. The surging momentum made the people watching the battle below horrified and couldn't help saying, "There's no time!"

A decadent mood.

Derived from the bottom of my heart.

The shameless behavior of the Qin Dynasty generals was naturally despised by the knights of Jiuzhou, but Chu Xun's behavior also made them feel lost, and they had never seen a great battle.

"Have you learned it?"

"Yeah!"

Bai Luli nodded as if he understood.

"Watch it!"

Chu Xun turned slowly, his eyes fell on Zhang Yi, who suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura, shattering the sky, his eyes filled with blood, his face ferocious, and he roared wildly: "Kill!"

If it takes ten breaths.

He is not sure.

But if he can't stop it in two breaths.

What qualifications does he have to be ranked in the top 20 of the Saint List?

The warrior's blood surged out of his body, like a sea of ​​blood that flooded the world and shook the universe. A surging blood axe flashed with a strange luster. This was the blood axe tempered with the blood of the opponent's soldiers in the blood battle. The killing intent was blazing, and the sky changed color at the base.

Chu Xun just raised his head slightly.

Step forward.

Just one step.

Time stood still.

The evil spirit and demonic energy flowing in the air were fixed there, but unlike before, all the spectators could perceive the changes in the atmosphere between heaven and earth this time. Some cultivators were shocked to find that their bodies could not move, but their eyes could flow and they could clearly see the changes in heaven and earth.

The blood-handed butcher Zhang Yi was wearing armor and holding a battle axe in his hand. The action of chopping the battle was frozen there, and Chu Xun, who was dressed in a green shirt, just stepped forward, and a wisp of sword intent grew, and a magic sword was derived from the void!

"Puff!"

A sword was horizontal.

Passing by.

"Pop!"

The time-stopped scene returned to normal, but what shocked people was that the blood-handed butcher Zhang Yi's fighting spirit collapsed, his spirit and energy were shattered in an instant, the surging blood and energy tilted in an instant, and the blood axe also disintegrated in an instant, only Zhang Yi's body was separated, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

"One breath!"

"Only one breath!"

The blood-handed butcher Zhang Yi was not dead yet. The powerful warrior had a tenacious vitality and was still accumulating blood and blood, but it was difficult to hide the shock and grief in his heart. He didn't even have a breath. Compared with this time, what shocked him more was that this was really just the first on the Saint List?

Tianji Pavilion ranked him first on the Saint List.

And this strength!

Really only the first?

Why didn't he have a place in the young five giants!

"Do you understand!" Chu asked.

"I understand!"

Bai Luli's eyes were filled with relief. At the same time, he looked at the bloody-handed butcher Zhang Yi who had lost his fighting power. The killing intent gathered in his eyes and said, "Master, I want to kill him myself!"

"Okay!"

Chu Xun nodded.

In the void.

The sword intent gathered.

Bai Luli shook his head slightly. A great saint who had lost his cultivation, even if he had been on the saint list, could not stop his time halberd. He stepped forward in a white robe, like a flash of lightning, and the long halberd in his hand suddenly stabbed out and sank into the bloody-handed butcher's eyebrows.

"Pop!"

At this moment, the bloody-handed butcher Zhang Yi could clearly feel the passing of life, and the scene of a quick visit appeared in front of him. The heavy burden of this life flashed quickly like a movie, and in the end his eyes were more fierce and resentful. He actually died in the hands of a junior, and a junior who could be killed with a flick of a finger.

The strong fierceness rushed forward.

"Buzz!"

A wisp of breeze blew by.

Helped Bai Luli block it.

At this time, a magic halberd with strong evil spirit was projected from a distance in the void, releasing a monstrous demonic energy, and Chu Xun stood there motionless, releasing a powerful aura from his body, freezing the magic halberd there, unable to penetrate an inch.

"How dare you!"

The voice roared.

Qin Yuansheng, wearing armor, also rushed over at a high speed. Seeing the blood mist remaining in the air, his face flashed with grief and incomparable anger. He raised his hand and the magic halberd fell into his palm, saying murderously: "Killing people is just a nod, why humiliate the dignity of the Great Saint Realm!"

If the Blood Hand Man Slayer died in Chu Xun's hands, he would have nothing to say, but dying among a junior who was not even in the Great Saint Realm was an insult to the Great Saint Realm and a humiliation to the Saint List.

"The murderer!"

"He shall be killed!"

Chu Xun's eyes were cold. Since the Blood Hand Man-Slayer had disregarded his dignity and attacked a junior, he deserved to die in the hands of a junior. Even if Bai Luli didn't kill him, he wouldn't let him go so easily. He even dared to attack his own disciple. Did he really think he was easy to mess with?

"What a murderer! He shall be killed!" Qin Yuansheng was furious. The killing intent in his heart reached its peak. First, Zhao Tong was killed by a mysterious man in a black hat, and then the Blood Hand Man-Slayer Zhang Yi was beheaded by a junior of the Donglin Sect. He thought it was just an ordinary fight between juniors, but it caused him to lose a general. The killing intent in his heart boiled to the extreme.

The magic halberd was trembling.

Sensing the owner's emotions.