With one palm over the sky, hundreds of martial arts masters were crushed to pieces and died in the sky. Such martial arts skills were unprecedented, and such a powerful enemy was even more incredible. He really had the power of gods and demons.

Although there were many people who fought against the king this time, one or two of them had been destroyed by this palm. It made the rest of the people's hands and feet cold, their bodies trembled like sieve, and their faces were as beautiful as earth.

"It's invincible, invincible in the world. This person is no longer able to compete with human power. Perhaps only the immortal gods can fight him."

"The legend of the Central Plains is that he has the power of a sacred immortal and Buddha, but it turns out that the rumors are true."

"Yuanshi Daluo Tian is indeed a destiny that cannot be violated."

"I...I won't fight anymore! What are you talking about for the sake of the righteous people? What does the people in the world have to do with me?"

"I won't come anymore. Even if he seizes the world, is it a bad thing?"

...

Countless people were trembling and speechless. Whether it was the two paths of righteousness and demons, or the Central Plains, the masters outside the domain were frightened. The terrifying scene caused by the backhand strike seemed to be the deepest nightmare, and it was to be engraved into the deepest part of everyone's heart.

Many people even had weak hands and feet, threw away their armor, abandoned their weapons, and fled in a panic.

Wang Dong's body turned from virtual to solid, his feet stepped on the void, slowly falling, his spirit flowed around him, his eyes turned to those escapees, and his five fingers grabbed the air.

Hurry!

The void seemed to be a piece of thin paper, and it was shattered with a slight pull. The electric arc was wrapped around Wang Dong's five fingers, and the energy condensed into a sword, thousands of dots, and suddenly it was out.

The escapees were broken and exploded one after another, and were easily killed by swords, turning into a bloody rain, and their death was terrible.

"Wang Dong, we no longer want to fight with you, why bother to kill you?"

"Let us leave, we dare not resist whatever you want!"

Some people's faces changed wildly, trembling and roaring, and their bodies and spirits were like dogs that were stranded.

Wang Dong ignored it and pointed his sword at a little while. In an instant, more than a dozen people died. He said lightly: "Come when you want to come, leave when you want to? Are you talking about Wang being played with? Submit or die, you can choose your own choice."

"Yuanshi Daluo Tian, ​​you are the sun and moon in the sky, as powerful as gods and demons, we are just humble ants on the earth, let us go!" Some masters still begged.

Wang Dong was unmoved: "God's will cannot be violated, and there is no third way."

Seeing that begging was useless, some people immediately gave up. They were afraid that they would be killed after a step slower. They immediately knelt on the ground, lying down deeply, and shouted: "Master, I am willing to surrender, don't kill me..."

A sword energy surrounded by arcs of electric arcs wiped past one person, crushing a millstone as big as a millstone into pieces. Cold sweat oozed out of the man's forehead and his whole body was weak. As long as he surrendered a little slower, he would end up in the shattering of flesh and blood.

Chichi!

Two cold lights like crescent moons erupted out, and almost at the same time. A moon wolf spear evaporated astonishing heat, a magic sword that turned the sound of power through the sky. The energy sounded continuously, turning ten feet around into a slaughterhouse. In the meantime, dozens of kneeling beggars had been killed.

The sword energy flowed and fell between the fingers of a man. Fu Cailin looked cold and said indifferently: "If anyone who disturbs the morale of the army will be killed without mercy."

Bi Xuan laughed loudly, Zhang Kuang and domineering fighting spirit burst out, and when the spear was in his hand, a sharp energy was like an arrow, and he rushed towards Wang Dong from the air.

Bi Xuan also had a hideous smile on his face: "Okay! That's great! I've been traversing the desert and traversing the grassland all my life, and my hands are stained with blood. Unfortunately, there are many incompetent people in the world, which makes me cry lonely. What's the point of "The sky has eyes, and it's actually a powerful enemy like you, which will finally make me fight to the end. How lucky!"

Bi Xuanna was born a warrior. Facing the tremendous pressure of Wang Dong as the abyss and the sea, he not only did not feel afraid, but instead aroused the fighting spirit that had been sealed for a long time.

However, he knew very well that Wang Dong was above Ning Daoqi, and had a clear understanding of the secrets of heaven and man, and was almost comparable to immortals and gods. He did not challenge alone by overestimating his abilities.

With the ability of the other party to show a corner, Bi Xuan already knew that the possibility of him challenging alone and winning the battle was almost impossible.

The only possibility is that he suddenly realized and transcended the Tao, and became an immortal and a saint with one thought.

This is unless God opens the back door for him, Bi Xuan, and brings a miracle.

Therefore, when he pointed his spear, his aura was full of energy, and Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin lingered, touching the aura of these two martial arts masters who were on par with him.

"I didn't expect that the three of us would join forces to fight the enemy for decades."

Fu Cailin sighed lightly.

The three great masters are divided into the Central Plains, Goryeo and Turks. They have always been an insurmountable peak in the martial arts world, independent and arrogant.

At that time, the three great masters would never have dreamed that one day there would be a strong enemy worthy of the three of them joining forces in the world.

And even if we join forces, the chances of winning are still slim.

"In today's battle, regardless of success or failure, it is honorable to be able to fight side by side with Brother Fu and Brother Bi."

Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin also released a body of energy and merged with Bi Xuan's energy. The three of them have been against each other for decades and have a deep understanding of the martial arts and principles of the other two parties. Even though they had no experience in joining hands, the three energy channels were wonderfully integrated in this instant, and became an indivisible whole, almost seamless.

It was a pity in Wang Dong's eyes. The so-called "seamless" also scored the target. Ning Daoqi, Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin all had different martial arts concepts, and they only relied on their extraordinary martial arts cultivation to force the three people to combine the auras.

If it were other masters, even those who were of the same level as the three or even better, it would be difficult to grasp the flaws in their aura.

Unfortunately, Wang Dong is more than just one step ahead of the three?

He didn't stop him, and let the three of them form a joint force. His eyes turned, but instead turned to the rest of the people.

His eyes swept over, and everyone couldn't help but retreated, feeling creepy, as if they were watched by the gods of the Nine Heavens and the demons of the Nine Earths.

But there was a man with a ferocious face, roaring his arms, and his eyes shot out a murderous intent of intense hatred.

"Beast, go to die!"

This person was the Tuyuhun King Fuyun. He was so angry that he suddenly stepped on the ground with his feet, his body soared into the sky like a rocket, and rushed straight towards Wang Dong.

Knock!

With a thousand hammers and repeated practice, the sword reflected by the faint green and cold light was unsheathed. The cold murderous intent wrapped in the sword aura of gold-breaking iron suddenly slashed towards Wang Dong. The rising and flying sword light instantly drowned every inch of space around him.

The next moment, a finger pointed out from the sword light in the sky, shattering all the sword energy, shattering the treasure sword, and falling to Fu Yun's eyebrows as if carelessly.

Fu Yun was struck by lightning, his body trembled violently for a moment, and then he smashed nearly a hundred feet back like a shell. His body fell into the crowd, and immediately bursts of broken tendons and broken bones, and a thunderous whine.

Boom!
Chapter completed!