Chapter 2241 (1/2)

The cold wind is rampant, but it is just like the wind blade. The strong people of weapon refining sect are constantly dying.

Wu Ju's face changed greatly. After a shout of abuse, he quickly went to the middle of the crowd and instantly raised his hand to build a defense of strength. However, in the face of this border, the fighting power equivalent to the upper God was a little inadequate. Knowing that he could stop it for a while, it would be impossible for a long time.

This time, many strong people of the weapon refining sect came here. If all of them died, they would be damaged, including him. When the Juesha sect marched in to attack the weapon refining sect, they would not be able to stop it.

”Enjoy the last sunshine before you die.”

Huang Fu used to sit on a stone with the fun of catching mice and cats, especially when he saw the strong men of the weapon refining school and the subdued appearance of the martial arts examination. Although it was a pity to kill so many people, it was only a disaster that these people did not choose to surrender.

When the time comes to wipe out the refiner sect and take over the other two forces, are you afraid that the future of jueshazhong will not be strong? Therefore, Huangfu's literary world was not touched by the killing of these people in front of him. He thought it was just a very common thing.

”It seems that I have come at the right time.”

All of a sudden, the heaven and earth Xiaosha was filled with heavy evil spirit, and a sound of pondering and dispersing sounded. Then three figures came out of the channel from the qiqizong to jueshazhong. The speaker was Yan Luo!

Next to Wu lie and Wu Han, but at the moment Wu Han's look is not very good, even can be said to be absolutely angry.

Huang Fu, who was sitting there, stood up slowly, felt the evil spirit of Xiao Sha in the heaven and earth, and frowned deeply. Who was this person? Was it the person who made the utensils?

Without waiting for Huangfu's literary world to come up with a reason, Yan Luo's body rose slowly, and even out of the barrier of the boundary, the heart of Huangfu's literary world suddenly shook violently, and his steps subconsciously stepped back.

This is the boundary drawn by Juesha sect's master of array Taoism. It can be entered but not out. How can this person ignore the boundary from inside?

At this time, Yan Luo's body suddenly burst out a depressing momentum. Huangfu's literary face changed greatly, showing panic, and he said, ”you are Yan Luo!”

At the moment when Yan Luo burst out of terror, Huangfu recognized that he was one of Chu Feng's brothers, Yan Luo, but how could he be in the hidden world? Who is he?

What's more, Huang Fu's face in the literary world turned pale. What Yan Luo had burst out was the amazing momentum of the God of creation. How could the people of Chu Feng be the God of nature? Why?

But no matter how good, Huangfu literary world knew that the matter was serious, almost no thought, turned around and flew away.

The rest of the strong jueshazong also wanted to run away. But suddenly, a powerful momentum broke out from the martial heroes, and they suddenly appeared above their heads. An invisible hand bound all the strong jueshazhong people: ”Huangfu literary world can go because he is a man who needs to kill less wind. How can you go?”

As soon as his eyes congealed, suddenly, there were thousands of long sword shadows between heaven and earth, and they went directly to the people on the ground. They were still raging back and forth. The strong men of the weapon refining school could only see those strong ones of Juesha sect slowly turning into flesh and blood and finally slowly turning into powder.

Who is that person? Why can an idea cause thousands of sword attacks? And why is he also a god of creation?

Two gods of creation?

The strong men of the weapon refining school, including the martial arts examination, all looked back at Wu Han, because Yan Luo and Wu lie came with Wu Han just now. It seems that only Wu Han can answer this question.

Wu Han took a deep breath and was shocked by Yanluo and Wulie's strength, because he began to think that Wulie was only the superior God, and that Yama was only the upper God. He didn't want them to be gods of creation.

He said softly: ”his name is Wulie. He is the successor of the Wu family of the world's weapon clan. He is also brought back by the second ancestor. Now he is the Lord of the ware clan! I'm just the vice Lord

The master?

Hearing Wu Han's words, all the people in the refining school looked at the warrior who was slowly falling down in the air. The first time he returned to the martial arts examination, his eyes were blazing, and he knelt down on one knee on the spot: ”see the Lord!”

With the declaration of the martial arts examination, the rest of the strong weapon refiners all knelt down on the ground and cried out in unison: ”I have seen the Lord!”

Wu lie looked calm and nodded: ”get up!”

”Warrior!” But Yan Luo fell down, but his face was not happy: ”I said I'll do it. How many meanings do you mean? I'll be killed by you before I even touch a hair. What do you mean?”

Wu lie raised his hand, trapped the boundary of Wuju and others, and directly broke it. Then he turned to face the territory of jueshazong. His eyes twinkled with cold opportunities: ”how big and so many people here, when can we kill all of them?”