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Seeing that Zhao Wu could still laugh at this time, Zhou Daoran snorted coldly, his eyes showing cold murderous intent.

Before the others arrived, he quickly pinched his hands, and the spiritual power surged out, forming a purple-light spiritual knife dozens of meters long. With unparalleled momentum, it was aimed at Zhao Wu's eyebrows and struck down.

Immortal cultivators who have reached the realm of controlling the air can not only stay in the air for a short period of time, but also initially master the true Taoist magical power, which is powerful enough to break rocks and open mountains.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and the purple light sword was like the power of heaven, but it fell down in a split second, without giving Zhao Wu much time to react.

If it were another ordinary warrior in the Xiantian realm, under the suppression of the Zhou family's formation, he would definitely die in the face of such a blow.

But who is Zhao Wu? He was once the strongest in martial arts, and he had just been promoted to a small level by the system, and his combat power had increased almost several times.

At the moment when the Purple Light Spiritual Sword was about to strike down, Zhao Wu's silver hair flew into the sky, his eyes became cold and captivating, and he immediately punched out.

Nothing fancy, not too many tricks, just hard steel!

"A martial artist is a martial artist who brings about his own destruction."

Seeing this, Zhou Daoran sneered, as if he had seen the miserable scene of Zhao Wu being cut in two in advance. He not only has confidence in his own strength, but also has unparalleled confidence in the Zhou family's formation.

boom!

The next second, Zhou Daoran's smile suddenly stiffened, and the seemingly powerful purple light spirit knife exploded one after another, and was actually blasted away by Zhao Wu's flesh fist!

Without waiting for Zhou Daoran to react, Zhao Wu rushed in front of him almost instantly like a tiger descending a mountain.

"not good!"

Zhou Daoran's heart skipped a beat and he felt the strong aura of danger. He quickly stopped holding back and pulled out a black sword full of evil aura, drawing a graceful arc in the void and slashing towards Zhao Wu again.

This sword is full of evil and powerful enough to severely damage powerful warriors in the Xiantian realm. It is one of Zhou Daoran's trump cards.

Originally he was unwilling to reveal his most powerful method, but now he realized that Zhao Wu's power was terrifying, so he used it without hesitation.

The surface of the black sword is wrapped with thunder and lightning, causing the spiritual energy of the world to surge. It is several times more powerful than the purple light sword just now!

"Inferior magic weapon!"

Zhao Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He still punched out with a domineering and powerful punch.

But unlike just now, this time the surface of the fist was glowing with a faint golden light, and from a distance it looked like it was made of immortal gold.

boom!

The black sword shook violently, and then was broken into two pieces on the spot under Zhou Daoran's horrified eyes!

"This is impossible!"

Zhou Daoran couldn't believe it and exclaimed.

However, Zhao Wu did not give him a chance to continue his attack. The power of his fist remained unabated, like an endless river, continuing to hit Zhou Daoran with overwhelming force.

Caught off guard, Zhou Daoran screamed, and flew straight out like a kite with a broken string, smashing through the thick stone pillars and falling to the cold ground.

He was covered in blood, and his breath was extremely weak. He used his last bit of strength to say to the Dingshan Sect and the Nether Demon Sect: "Save...me...save...me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and then died unwillingly.

The head of the Zhou family, a cultivator of the Sky Control Realm, died under Zhao Wu's fist.

"Homeowner..."

The immortal cultivators of the Zhou family were all extremely sad, and at the same time they looked at Zhao Wu with fear in their eyes.

If it weren't for the two immortal cultivators from the Dingshan Sect and the Netherworld Demon Sect, they would have been frightened by Zhao Wu's power and fled on the spot.

"A warrior in the Xiantian realm, and at least in the late stage of the Xiantian realm!"

The male immortal cultivator from Dingshan Sect stared at Zhao Wu and spoke word by word.

"It seems we still underestimated this old thing."

The pretty face of the female immortal cultivator from Netherworld Demon Sect was slightly condensed, with a look as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

If it were just other Xiantian realm warriors, the two of them were confident that they could easily deal with it, but the one in front of them had reached the pinnacle of known martial arts, and even if it was only the combat power that could be unleashed in the late Xiantian realm, it might be far superior to other warriors in the same realm. and the terrifying existence of immortal cultivators.

"It's really old."

"In those days, Zhou Daoran could be pinned to death with one finger, not two punches at all."

The silver-haired Zhao Wu walked over and let out a burst of emotion.

"It's your turn next."

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Zhao Wu slowly raised his head, his eyes becoming deep and captivating, like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, which gave people a very scary feeling.

"Zhao Wu, even though you still have the innate realm, your energy and blood have declined after all. How many times can you still attack with all your strength like you did just now?"

"The two of us working together are enough to kill you."

Hearing Zhao Wu's provocation, the male immortal cultivator from Dingshan Sect said in a stern tone.

"I'm so scared, then come and kill me quickly."

"I beg you, please, come and kill me."

Zhao Wu sneered and said nonchalantly. He could see that the other party was somewhat unsure of his true combat power, so he was a little wary for a while but did not dare to take action at will.

"You cultivators of the Zhou family, this old man killed your master, why don't you join forces to attack him to avenge the death of Zhou Daoran?" The female cultivator of the Netherworld Demon Sect was very cunning and instigated the cultivators of the Zhou family to become cannon fodder. Consume Zhao Wu's power, and then the two of them will take action to harvest the heads.

Originally, it was okay for her not to instigate, but once she opened her mouth, the Zhou family's immortal cultivators could understand their thoughts.

"Two Immortals, you are both strong men from the great ancient sects. Although Zhao Wu killed our family leader, he must have been drained of blood and strong on the outside, so I ask the two Immortals to take action to suppress him."

A Zhou family elder, a smart man, responded respectfully.

At the same time, he also signaled the Zhou family cultivators to retreat, leaving enough fighting space for Zhao Wu and the two sect cultivators.

"A bunch of trash."

The male cultivator of Dingshan Sect witnessed this scene and cursed with hatred.

Immediately, he and the woman next to him looked at each other. The two of them had a tacit understanding and made a strong move almost at the same time.

The two of them are much stronger than Zhou Daoran. They both have the cultivation of the late stage of the Sky Control Realm. Together now, they are enough to compete with the powerful immortal cultivators who are a little higher than the realm.

"Leading Thunder Jue!"

"Netherworld Suppressing Heaven Palm!"

The two of them directly activated the strongest immortal skills they had mastered.

The lightning suddenly appeared, like a dragon out of the sea, with the force of thunder, and struck Zhao Wu head-on.

At the same time, the black devil's palm was so vast that it almost filled the void, as if the rumored Supreme Demon Lord personally took action to suppress Zhao Wu on the spot.

Both of them are immortal cultivators from powerful sects, and the power they can unleash when they join forces cannot even be defeated head-on by immortal cultivators who have perfected the Sky Control Realm.

"Meteor God Fist!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wu's eyes widened and he punched suddenly.

The fists opened and closed widely, and each blow shook the air, causing a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

boom!

Three completely different forces collided together under everyone's attention, and they were in a stalemate with each other, and no one could do anything to defeat the other.

"The time has come, use all your strength to kill the old man!"

The two immortal cultivators looked at each other, as if they had anticipated this scene, and at the same time quickly sacrificed their magic weapons.

A spiritual sword cut through the void. The evil aura on the sword was several times stronger than the sword that Zhou Daoran had just used. It was as dexterous and quick as a swimming fish. Along with the agitated spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it penetrated directly into Zhao Wu's eyebrows.

In addition, above Zhao Wu's head, a small black tower suddenly appeared. The tower had three floors carved with simple patterns. As the tower door opened, terrifying chains of the God of Order rolled out and quickly wrapped around Zhao Wu's limbs. He was imprisoned on the spot.

Zhao Wu raised his eyebrows slightly. The strength of these two people was indeed much stronger than Zhou Daoran, and their methods were several times more powerful.

But that’s all!

With a low roar, the blood in Zhao Wu's body surged, his strength surged, and he broke the black order chain in an instant.

There was a vision of the stars shattering. Zhao Wu punched out with all his strength, blasting the small tower above his head into smithereens. Almost at the same time, he aimed another punch behind him with his backhand.

boom!

The flying sword with deadly killing intent exploded into two pieces and turned into useless pieces of iron.

"What kind of boxing technique is this? It's so powerful and terrifying!"

The two immortal cultivators were in disbelief that their own killing move was easily resolved by the other party.

After Zhao Wu resolved the crisis, he took one step forward.

The terrifying force of his feet shook the ground, and with the help of the powerful counter-shock force, he jumped up high and rushed straight towards the two immortal cultivators.

"Oops, go back!"

The two of them were shocked and immediately retreated while condensing their spiritual power to form a solid defensive shield.

But who is Zhao Wu? The most terrifying warrior!

Before the two of them had a chance to retreat, their defensive shields were shattered by Zhao Wu's punch. The powerful and heavy punch then hit the two of them heavily on their chests.

poof, poof!

The two of them each screamed, and were blown hundreds of meters away by the terrifying force, breaking several thick walls, and finally fell to the ground hard.

The two of them were covered in blood, their breath was extremely weak, and they were still hanging with only one breath left.

This was the result of Zhao Wu deliberately reducing his strength, otherwise the punch just now would have been enough to explode their bodies in an instant.

Just now, they were powerful cultivators of the sect who were respected by everyone, but now they were severely injured by Zhao Wu and collapsed to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Disciples of the Dingshan Sect and the Nether Demon Sect are nothing more than that."

Zhao Wu came to the two of them and said condescendingly.

"Both Immortals have been defeated..."

The faces of the Zhou family's immortal cultivators were filled with despair. They had even lost the urge to escape. They were all stunned in place, full of panic and uneasiness.

"Why...don't you kill us?"

The male cultivator from Dingshan Sect asked anxiously in an extremely weak tone.

"Keeping you alive is more useful than killing you."

Zhao Wu said expressionlessly.

Now that Dingshan Sect and Netherworld Demon Sect are targeting him, Zhao Wu will naturally not sit still and wait for death. Back then, without the help of the golden finger of the system, he dared to challenge the two major sects' subsequent rise.

Now with the help of the system’s golden finger, you have nothing to fear!

Martial arts is the way of killing, and warriors must have the belief that they are invincible.