Lord of the Divine Show

Under the dark night, golden light flashed.

Ximen Cuo was radiating golden light and used the Golden King Fist to a level that even Yan Wushuang had not expected.

After dozens of moves, Yan Wushuang was left reeling, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

Dense bloodshot eyes appeared on half of her face, which was hideous and terrifying. This was a sign that Jialan Brahma's hand had been activated to the extreme, and even began to be unable to suppress the master's abnormality!

In other words, this woman has already begun to work hard.

No, not desperate, but desperate!

'Is there such a big gap between ordinary masters and masters on the Earth Ranking... No, if this is Ximen Cuo's real martial arts, he can even hit the top 40 on the Earth Ranking...'

Yan Wushuang gasped repeatedly and couldn't help but glance at the other two battlefields.

The divine fortune teller Zhuge Wuliang faced off against the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword. Every abacus bead he fired was pierced by Hua Ling's sword and was restrained to death.

And on the last battlefield, Ma Qingfeng, who had been chasing souls for thousands of miles, suddenly let out a shrill scream and started his famous soul-chasing kicks, but it was not for fighting, but for escaping.

His movements were extremely fast, like a fleeting shadow, he could escape dozens of feet away in an instant.

But it's no use!

The scimitar roared and turned into an extreme arc full of magic, fleeting behind him.

Ma Qingfeng ran some distance again, and his whole body suddenly split into two parts from Tianling downwards.

Demon Sword Ding Wuming retracted his scimitar and looked at Yan Wushuang with his purple eyes.

Yan Wushuang's heart suddenly sank, knowing that there was a huge flaw in the plan of catching the door.

Perhaps, the three of them, as well as Xun Liuyi, would die here.

Originally, their three great masters were no match for the three great masters on the Earth Ranking. Now it became three against two, and the strength of the two was even more obvious.

Even, can't even escape.

"Xun Liuyi is facing the even more terrifying Holy Son of the Five Poison Sect. At this time, he may be in danger..."

The inside of one of Yan Wushuang's eyes was filled with bloodshot eyes, and her yin and yang face looked very evil and scary.

She looked at Ximen Cuo opposite and Ding Wuming, who was waiting for the next blow, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on her stiff face.

There are always some desperate secrets within the Divine Catcher Sect.

Although the sequelae are extremely serious, when used by ordinary masters, they can definitely severely injure the masters of the Earth Ranking, and even take away the opponent's life.

On the other side, Zhuge Wuliang's arm holding the iron abacus had flown high into the sky, spraying blood.

At this moment, Wanhua Sword Hua Ling, Demon Sword Ding Wuming, and Jin Zhan Ximen Cuo all let out a miserable cry at the same time: "No!!!"

This sound seemed to be full of unwillingness and resentment, forming a strong impact.

If ordinary people or even Renbang warriors were nearby, they would probably die with their internal organs torn apart!

Yan Wushuang looked at this scene in shock, but found that after shouting, the purple meaning in the eyes of the three Earth Ranking Masters suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, they also lost all movement and fell softly, like disconnected shadow puppets.

Zhuge Wuliang's left hand quickly touched the wound on his right arm to stop the blood that was pouring out. He stepped forward to check again and couldn't help but let out a long breath: "They... are not dead, but they have also lost all knowledge of the outside world. reaction……"

"Could it be..."

Yan Wushuang thought of a possibility in her mind, a possibility that even she found a bit absurd.

"It turns out that once the main body dies, the clone becomes a vegetative state? I still think that the Wannu Divine Art to refine the slave incarnation is the supreme life-saving secret method... It's a pity, it's a pity..."

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out, and it was Zhong Shenxiu!

Yan Wushuang looked stern, feeling that Xun Liuyi had a completely different temperament from before.

If what she saw before was just an ordinary grandmaster, Xun Liuyi at this time gave her the illusion of facing the master of the sect, the iron-blooded master.

'How can this be? ’

'No matter how strong Xun Liuyi is, he can't be as good as the Iron-Blooded God Catcher who is number one on the Earth Ranking, but this subtle temperament is really very similar...'

Yan Wushuang's mood was extremely complicated for a moment.

Zhuge Wuliang also felt something. In his eyes, Xun Liuyi was almost comparable to the top ten strong men on the Earth Ranking.

Those are the overlords who are suppressing one side and are expected to break through the divine gateway!

His voice couldn't help but weaken a bit: "As long as everything is fine, Mr. Xun Ke. The Holy Son just claimed to be looking for trouble for you. We were extremely worried. However, we were held back and couldn't provide reinforcements in time. I'm really sorry..."

Zhong Shenxiu glared at him and sneered: "If apologizing is useful? Why do you need martial arts?"

Zhuge Wuliang's expression suddenly changed, but he still forced himself to endure it, thinking that he was a swordsman and I was a fish.

Yan Wushuang quickly came out to smooth things over: "Brother Xun, do you know why this is happening?"

"It's very simple, because I killed King Wannu and they lost their controller, so it became like this..." Zhong Shenxiu answered calmly.

Although they had already considered this possibility in their hearts, when Zhong Shenxiu said it himself, Zhuge Wuliang and Yan Wushuang still couldn't help but gasp.

The three martial slaves under King Wannu are all Dibang Grandmasters, so how vicious should they be?

And Xun Liuyi can fight back brazenly, and his martial arts skills may really be enough to rank at the top of the earth rankings.

A master of this level must be treated with respect even by the gods.

Even if it is the imperial court behind the Shenzhen Sect, they will try to win over him before they break up with each other.

After all, at such a young age, the hope of breaking through the spiritual realm in the future is much greater than that of other masters.

And for a future Grandmaster of the Tianbang, no amount of courtesy would be too much.

"I can't believe that you have made such rapid progress."

Yan Wushuang was amazed and seemed to be really happy for his friend.

"Yes, I break out in a cold sweat when I think about the choices I made. I was almost doomed."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled softly and revealed the secret of Wannu Divine Art.

Now that he has been fighting to the death with the Five Poison Sect, he is bound to win over the court. The release of this secret will be the biggest blow to the Five Poison Sect.

After all, he carefully searched King Wannu's body and found no secret of Wannu's magical power, so there was no need to keep it secret.

"What, the secret method that allows the master to directly break through the profound entrance to the gods?"

"The Divine Art of Ten Thousand Slaves, the ability to control the four major slaves?"

"Above the rivers and lakes, the Dead Corpse Fist and the Five Elements Thief Palm are both baits released by the other party?"

The expressions of Yan Wushuang and Zhuge Wuliang changed one after another, but after thinking about their previous experiences, they were closely connected, and there was no doubt: "The Five Poison Sect has a great plan. Fortunately, Xun Keqing foiled the plan, otherwise the world would be in disaster. Already..."

Accessing the divine entrance is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even Zhong Shenxiu, who was favored at this time, only had a 10% to 20% chance of success in the hearts of the two great catchers.

This is already the highest estimate considering his age.

The Five Poison Sect has such a secret method. If it succeeds by chance, it may indeed have a strong impact on the world's martial arts structure.