Chapter 2336 Continuous Spike Kill

"Boom!"

The head of that alien martial saint exploded.

Like a shattered watermelon, red juice splashed out and fell into the sky.

Not only his physical body died, but even his soul was crushed by the golden flying knife and turned into dozens of pieces.

This alien Martial Saint of the sixth level was instantly killed!

There was not even a trace of screams in time.

Even, until the moment of death, he didn't know what was going on.

The god-slaying flying knife is so terrifyingly powerful!

Ji Tianxing was very satisfied with this.

He cast the spell with a blank face, manipulated the Zhanshen Flying Knife, and attacked another Martial Saint.

"call out!"

The bright golden light is fleeting in the sky.

The martial saints who were besieging the golden light ball were all stunned when they saw the head of the alien martial saint explode suddenly.

No one knew what happened.

Even Ye Liushui and Wu Duantian were filled with astonishment, their eyes full of shock.

But at this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of Helian Wuzhuo.

Helian Wuzhuo's pupils constricted immediately, and there was deep fear and despair in his eyes.

He reacted very quickly, subconsciously retracted his neck, and turned his head to the side.

However, this is all in vain.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound.

The Zhanshen Flying Knife pierced his forehead and flew out from the back of his head.

His whole head exploded with a slam, bursting with blood.

In the dark red blood, there were also several fragments of the soul.

Obviously, Helian Wuzhuo's soul was also smashed to pieces, and he was killed on the spot!

Until he was about to die, he didn't see clearly what the golden light that killed him was.

The speed of the Zhanshen Flying Knife is so fast and terrifying!

Even if you are prepared and want to avoid it, it will not help.

It is hard to guard against!

Helian Wuzhuo's headless corpse fell from the sky and landed on the silver grassland with a 'plop'.

The gushing blood dyed the grass a bright red.

Until then, Ye Liushui, Wu Duantian and others finally came to their senses.

Everyone showed a look of horror on their faces, roaring angrily, and cursing in fear.

"It's Ji Tianxing! It's his fault!"

"Quickly spread out! Everyone spread out!"

"Damn bastard, what magic weapon did he use?"

"What the hell is that?"

"Kill him quickly! Must kill him!"

Immediately, several martial sages scattered in all directions, running for their lives in panic.

Under the threat of death, everyone temporarily gave up surrounding the golden light ball.

No one wanted to be Ji Tianxing's next target, his head exploded inexplicably.

horrible!

Ji Tianxing remained expressionless, his eyes as indifferent as ice for thousands of years.

Blood-red flames burned all over his body, which was formed by the condensation of anger and murderous aura.

"Shua Shua!"

He pinched the formula with both hands and waved it quickly in front of him.

The God Zhanshen Flying Knife, which appeared elusively, flashed golden light again, and disappeared in the sky.

"call out!"

This time, the Zhanshen Flying Knife locked onto Ye Liushui and stabbed between his eyebrows.

The flying knife was still thirty miles away from Ye Liushui, and he felt the crisis of death, and his mind was icy cold.

At the moment of life and death, Ye Liushui used teleportation without hesitation, and moved ten miles sideways.

"call out!"

Almost at the same time as he teleported, Zhanshen Flying Knife brushed past him.

A puddle of blood gushed from his temples, and his left ear was cut off by the root and thrown into the sky.

Just a little bit, Zhanshen Flying Knife smashed his head.

At that moment, he brushed shoulders with the god of death and broke out in a cold sweat.

The whole body was stiff and cold, and I couldn't even feel pain.

Ye Liushui was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, but a martial sage ten miles away behind him had a bad luck.

Before the martial saint could react, he was stabbed between the eyebrows with a flying knife, and his head exploded with a "bang".

The flesh and blood splashed all over the sky, mixed with a few fragments of the soul, scattered in the sky.

The headless corpse fell down and landed on the grassland with a 'plop'.

The third Martial Saint died tragically under the flying sword of Zhanshen.

Unparalleled fear filled everyone's minds.

The complexions of several martial saints were pale and trembling.

Although they were full of vigilance and desperately avoided, they still couldn't escape the end of death.

this is too scary!

Under the tremendous pressure, several martial saints were almost crazy, rushing towards Ji Tianxing as if committing suicide.

"Ahh! This seat is fighting with you!"

"Even if you die, I will hold you back!"

"Everyone go up together and kill Ji Tianxing!"

Wu Duantian, Yuan Zhen and others roared angrily, brandishing their swords and launching a siege.

Immediately, Ji Tianxing was enveloped by swords, lights and swords.

Ji Tianxing remained calm in the face of danger, he struck out the giant golden dragon claw with his left hand, and swung the Zantian Sword with his right hand, displaying his unique swordsmanship to resist the attacks of everyone.

"Bang bang bang!"

When the swords, lights and swords collided, there was a loud noise and a dazzling brilliance.

Everyone huddled together, forcing Ji Tianxing to keep retreating.

However, he was able to do two things at once. While resisting the siege of the crowd, he could also use his spiritual thoughts to control the Zhanshen Flying Knife.

"call out!"

A golden light flashed, and death came.

Qingshan Wusheng, who was attacking frantically, was suddenly stabbed in the temple by the Zhanshen flying knife.

In the next moment, his head exploded, spraying blood and mud.

The closest martial artist to him had blood spattered all over his face, and was trembling with fright.

But the more frightened everyone was, the more desperate they attacked, vowing to kill Ji Tianxing on the spot.

The fight is still going on.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Liushui quietly left the battlefield.

He did not take part in the siege.

He had already seen that the golden light that killed several martial saints in a row was a three-inch long throwing knife.

He had never seen that flying knife before, and Ji Tianxing had never used it.

Ye Liushui guessed that the flying knife must have been obtained in the stone tomb.

Most of them are artifacts left by Nangong Martial God!

That being the case, it doesn't make much sense for him and everyone to join forces to besiege Ji Tianxing.

Not only could Ji Tianxing not be killed, but he might also be killed by a flying knife.

Therefore, Ye Liushui put his hope on the golden ball.

Only artifacts can deal with artifacts!

No one intercepted the golden ball, it has been flying farther and farther.

Ye Liushui desperately chased for eight hundred miles before catching up to the golden ball.

But he found that three old men in ragged clothes and miserable appearance were rushing over full of surprise.

These three old men are the three saints of the East China Sea.

Ever since Ye Liushui and others besieged Ji Tianxing and his wife, they had been watching near the battlefield.

Now seeing the golden ball that everyone was vying for flying towards, they teamed up to use the method of capture, trying to catch it in vain.

Seeing this scene, Ye Liushui suddenly flew into a rage, and let out a murderous roar.

"Go away! That belongs to me!"

While roaring, Ye Liushui swung his sword and slashed out three dazzling golden swords.

The artifact is right in front of you and within your reach, how could the three saints of the East China Sea give up?

The three of them also waved their weapons, and killed Ye Liushui with grim smiles.

"Hey, whoever grabs it will own it!"

"The treasure left by Martial God Nangong, whoever sees it has a share, you don't want to have it all to yourself!"

"Want to grab treasures from us? Then trade your life for it!"