Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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"How dare you bully me, you bastard?"

Chen Pojun roared, and a shadow of a green dragon with scars all over its body appeared mysteriously from his body. The dragon swung its tail, knocked the black stone tablet away, and pressed its claw on Heishan's chest.

There were bursts of dragon roars, but Yang Lingxiao in the distance raised his brows slightly.

This afterimage was actually dragon energy, but it was incomplete.

It is shocking enough that a zombie can control lightning and steal the day.

Here comes another dragon energy!

I can only say that this thing is very much to my liking and I deserve to use it.

As for accepting him as a subordinate, he didn't have much interest in it, but he could stay and be used as a subordinate in the next world.

"hold head high!"

The dragon roared again, and the Black Mountain that was blown away also became angry. It flashed and transformed into its original form, dragging an extremely huge Black Mountain in its hand and smashing it towards Chen Pojun's head.

There was a murky aura above the Black Mountain, and at first glance it sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

"evildoer!"

"Look at my magical power!"

Chen Pojun's expression remained unchanged, and blood thunder around his body boiled up and turned into a giant scarlet blood talisman that suppressed and killed. The talisman light was surging, and although it was a bit evil, it still had the power to suppress and kill the evil spirit.

"The blood-red light rises to the sky, and the boy Shancai sits in the middle hall!"

"I issue a command to attract generals from all directions, and stain the sky with blood to send the King of Hell away!"

"The formless blood hell, open!"

"boom!"

With a slam of the palm, blood light immediately rose from under their feet, and the blood light ignited the fire of karma, trying to force out the souls of several people.

"Noisy!"

"Zhazhuzhao!"

Zuo Qianhu opened fire at full power, and the image of the Martial Saint behind him was lifelike. While holding the sword to shatter the blood and fire, he cut Chen Pojun away with a sword from a distance.

"Golden light!"

"cut!"

The shadow of a mountain-splitting axe appeared out of thin air, and then slashed towards the direction where Chen Pojun was flying backwards.

The axe fell and the rocks collapsed. Chen Pojun, who was hiding underground, was immediately knocked away by the axe shadow like a plow.

The axe flashed down, and the green dragon's afterimage was immediately cut in half.

"Brother??!"

"The wheel fell flat, Li Wenzhong, it turned out to be you!"

"Zhu Heshang's lackey, die!"

Chen Pojun was stunned at first, then he was furious. A trace of blood light quickly condensed around his body. He raised his hand and slapped it, and the bloody murderous aura in the sky rushed towards Yang Lingxiao from a distance.

If you are burned by the blood evil energy, the tendons and veins will be damaged at the very least, and the soul will be scattered at the worst.

"Attack, use the Dragon and Tiger Seal!"

Zhao Wuji tried his best to suppress the corpse poison raging in his body, then looked at Zhou You who was holding a white jade sword on the side and shouted angrily.

The road to heaven is just in the distance. If they don’t hold on to it tightly, the ancestor will come out and talk to them personally.

Yang Lingxiao, what else is it but the Avenue to Heaven?

"it is good!"

Zhou You rarely quoted from classics. His fingertips lightly ran across the sword, activating the talisman on the blade.

Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeves and pulled out a long sword of the same make, but it was now pitch black.

"Dragon and Tiger Seal, rise!"

The two men shouted angrily and pointed their swords. A golden seal phantom appeared out of thin air, with the power of a dragon and a tiger hanging on it. It dispersed the bloody and evil aura and fell on Chen Pojun's chest.

Fu Meng and Qiongqi took advantage of the situation and bit through Chen Pojun's ankle, dragging him to the ground.

Become!

Yang Lingxiao muttered to himself, and lightly turned his spear, charging towards Chen Pojun with the force of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The divine fire rolled, burning through layer after layer of corpse qi.

"brute!"

Chen Pojun used the blood thunder to shock the two beasts away, then took the crescent-shaped sword and blocked it directly in front of the fire spear.

next moment.

"burn!!"

The divine fire burst out from the tip of the spear and rushed into Chen Pojun's body like a cancer. The flames created dense cracks, causing most of Chen Pojun's corpse energy to leak out.

"Samadhi True Fire?!"

“…Great God Shancai, help me!”

"Buzz!"

With an angry roar, a flash of moonlight and blood immediately appeared between Chen Pojun's eyebrows. The blood light started a fire, forcing the Samadhi True Fire in his body straight out.

A fierce wind was blowing in front of him, his battle robe was blown off, and the divine fire was drawn down to suppress him.

The Fire Spear thrust out and snapped the crescent-shaped sword in Chen Pojun's hand into two pieces. Then he turned the spear and chopped it down, and the spear blade broke Chen Pojun's eyebrows.

"Three heads and eight arms, appear!!"

The three-headed and eight-armed supernatural power appeared, with weapons everywhere, divine power everywhere, and precious light surrounding the body.

The aura is domineering and the explosion is rampant.

The Samadhi True Fire behind him was boiling.

In a trance, Zhao Wuji and Zhou You in the distance seemed to see two vague figures.

The figure on the left has divine fire in his body, his arms folded, his eyes looking arrogant, and his feet are on the wind and fire divine wheel.

The figure on the right is wearing silver armor, with a defiant look in his eyes and a heroic brow. In his left hand he holds a golden Qiankun ring, and in his right hand he holds a silver fire spear.

The two figures slowly lowered their heads, their eyes filled with doting as they looked at Yang Lingxiao.

The road to heaven, the road to heaven!

"die!"

Seeing Chen Pojun holding a sword in each hand, Yang Lingxiao turned the sword and spear lightly, attacking left and right.

After just a few rounds, Chen Pojun, who was as brutal as a ghost just now, was nailed to the ground one after another. The Qinggang sword was raised and one of his arms was cut off to the ground with a backhand.

When the arm landed on the ground, a rolling cloud of corpses immediately emerged.

The Seven Star Sword was raised, and the star halo turned into a sharp sword, leaving wounds one after another on Chen Pojun's chest.

"God Shancai, help me!"

"Li Wenzhong, you hurt my brother's true body, I want your life!"

"kill!!"

Seeing that Yang Lingxiao's murderous aura remained undiminished, Chen Pojun's heart trembled slightly.

But he still used his only remaining arm to wield the sword and kill.

As one thing fell, a number of blood-colored "kill" characters appeared out of thin air in the center of the void. The "kill" characters poured down and blocked Yang Lingxiao's sight from afar.

"die!"

"boom!"

He swung his sword and slashed it down, causing sand and stones to splash. Scarlet-red coffins flew out from the dust, flipping over and sealing Yang Lingxiao inside.

The bloody words were cut down, and the murderous energy was rolling.

"Kill the sky, kill the earth, kill all living things!"

"You bastard, you traitor, you evil thief, you bald thief, why don't you die?!"

"Noisy!"

Yang Lingxiao's expression remained unchanged.

The full-level Golden Light Spell immediately poured out, and with a thought, those bloody words and the coffin were shaken into nothingness.

"Heavenly Thunder Order!"

"Thunder Lord, help me!"

Thunder rumbled from the sky, tearing through the void corpse cloud while twenty-eight bolts of thunder fell one after another, each of which was filled with the majesty of heavenly thunder.

"thunder?"

"I have the Buddha's decree, so what is the thunder from the sky..."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

As if sensing its roar, the twenty-eight thunders in the void increased layer by layer, evolving into forty-eight.

Then fell together.

In the blink of an eye, the unidentified object, with only a human figure left, was freshly revealed.

Shouting at the thunder?

Buddha?

Excuse me!

Bullshit, the Buddha you are talking about is all bullshit!

It’s not that the Thunder Department ignored him, but he was simply not worthy of the attention of the Evil-Slaying Warrior.

Otherwise, his head would be torn off!

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