Chapter: 6057
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Shenhong's eyes were full of murderous intent, he stepped over with his right foot, and numerous phantoms overlapped in the air, and he appeared in front of Sikong Qiyu before the phantoms disappeared.
Sikong Qiyu sighed softly, he knew that he would die today.
Since he must die eventually, he would rather choose to die in battle.
Bang!
A piercing cold light rose and pierced through the sky, Sikong Qiyu pulled out the magic knife, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the light of the knife flickered.
"Senseless resistance!"
A mocking look flashed in Shi Shenhong's eyes, and the sharp gun in his hand flashed, and the shadow of the gun flickered, showing mighty power.
There was only a clang, the swords and guns collided, and dazzling flames burst out in the void, layer after layer of invisible energy ripples, spreading in all directions in a circular direction.
With Shi Shenhong's sharp gun in his hand, he opened and closed his attacks with mighty power, like an invincible god.
Sikong Qiyu almost desperately resisted and tried his best, but Shi Shenhong easily dispelled all the heavy saber intentions he swung.
Sikong Qiyu found sadly that the gap between him and Shi Shenhong was too great.
Not only is there a real gap in cultivation, but also in the artifacts they hold.
Sikong Qiyu's divine sword is only a heaven-shattering sixth-order artifact, while Shi Shenhong's divine spear is a sky-shattering seventh-order artifact, the two are not at the same level at all.
Click!
The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and suddenly, the magic knife in Sikong Qiyu's hand made a palpitation, and then Sikong Qiyu was shocked to find that there were countless cracks on the surface of his magic knife.
These cracks were as messy and dense as spider webs, and they continued to spread towards the blade surface like living things. Finally, with a crisp sound, the magic knife collapsed and shattered into countless metal pieces.
Shi Shenhong let out a sinister laugh, his right hand holding the gun suddenly tightened, and then with a flick of his wrist, the sharp gun swept across and hit Sikong Qiyu's chest.
Pooh!
Sikong Qiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest was sunken several inches, he fell from mid-air in embarrassment, smashed several mountain peaks, and finally fell on his back in a valley.
Shi Shenhong landed in the valley expressionlessly, silently looking at Sikong Qiyu lying in the middle of the valley.
Sikong Qiyu also looked at Shi Shenhong silently, with despair and resentment in his eyes.
"Sikong Qiyu, your biggest failure is that you cooperated with that ant Zhuo Wen and exposed your identity prematurely!" Shi Shenhong said indifferently.
"Winner and loser, there's nothing to say!" Sikong Qiyu closed her eyes silently after saying this.
He has resigned himself to his fate and has been lurking for nearly ten thousand years just to kill Shi Shenhong.
But after today, he lost all opportunities, and even his life would be lost.
Shi Shenhong remained expressionless, his right palm surged with divine power, and manifested a rope of divine power, completely binding Sikong Qiyu.
Shi Shenhong mentioned Sikong Qiyu and left the valley.
After a while, he came to where Zhuo Wen was again.
I saw Zhuo Wen sluggishly sitting in the light shield formed by the ring, he heard the wind of Shi Shenhong's figure flashing by, and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Shi Shenhong silently looked at the slightly dim light on the surface of the mask, and said with a sneer, "This ring is also a heaven-shattering seventh-order artifact. In your state, it can't be broken at all, so you don't need to struggle in vain."
Zhuo Wen's face was gloomy, especially when he saw the half-dead Sikong Qiyu in Shi Shenhong's hand, a tinge of despair rose in his heart.
The gap between him and Shi Shenhong is really too big, his current cultivation base is only in the mid-stage of False God Transformation, even if it is the cultivation base of Shenhun, it is only the Six Heaven-shattering Transformations.
The reason why he dared to join forces with Sikong Qiyu to deal with Shi Shenhong mainly relied on the power of Sanhuo Zhenjing.
It's a pity that Sanhuo Zhenjing failed in the end.
And now, he has no way to deal with Shi Shenhong at all.
The current him is the fish on Shi Shenhong's chopping board, let him slaughter.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen remained silent, Shi Shenhong frowned slightly, and continued: "You don't have to pretend to be dumb, now hand over the three fire mirrors, maybe I can still give you a lighter sentence."
Zhuo Wen sneered, but still didn't speak, he knew that it was useless to say anything.
Shi Shenhong snorted coldly, lifted Zhuo Wen's collar, and unceremoniously tore off the spirit ring between his fingers. JrNovels.com
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Shenhong's eyes were full of murderous intent, he stepped over with his right foot, and numerous phantoms overlapped in the air, and he appeared in front of Sikong Qiyu before the phantoms disappeared.
Sikong Qiyu sighed softly, he knew that he would die today.
Since he must die eventually, he would rather choose to die in battle.
Bang!
A piercing cold light rose and pierced through the sky, Sikong Qiyu pulled out the magic knife, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the light of the knife flickered.
"Senseless resistance!"
A mocking look flashed in Shi Shenhong's eyes, and the sharp gun in his hand flashed, and the shadow of the gun flickered, showing mighty power.
There was only a clang, the swords and guns collided, and dazzling flames burst out in the void, layer after layer of invisible energy ripples, spreading in all directions in a circular direction.
With Shi Shenhong's sharp gun in his hand, he opened and closed his attacks with mighty power, like an invincible god.
Sikong Qiyu almost desperately resisted and tried his best, but Shi Shenhong easily dispelled all the heavy saber intentions he swung.
Sikong Qiyu found sadly that the gap between him and Shi Shenhong was too great.
Not only is there a real gap in cultivation, but also in the artifacts they hold.
Sikong Qiyu's divine sword is only a heaven-shattering sixth-order artifact, while Shi Shenhong's divine spear is a sky-shattering seventh-order artifact, the two are not at the same level at all.
Click!
The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and suddenly, the magic knife in Sikong Qiyu's hand made a palpitation, and then Sikong Qiyu was shocked to find that there were countless cracks on the surface of his magic knife.
These cracks were as messy and dense as spider webs, and they continued to spread towards the blade surface like living things. Finally, with a crisp sound, the magic knife collapsed and shattered into countless metal pieces.
Shi Shenhong let out a sinister laugh, his right hand holding the gun suddenly tightened, and then with a flick of his wrist, the sharp gun swept across and hit Sikong Qiyu's chest.
Pooh!
Sikong Qiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest was sunken several inches, he fell from mid-air in embarrassment, smashed several mountain peaks, and finally fell on his back in a valley.
Shi Shenhong landed in the valley expressionlessly, silently looking at Sikong Qiyu lying in the middle of the valley.
Sikong Qiyu also looked at Shi Shenhong silently, with despair and resentment in his eyes.
"Sikong Qiyu, your biggest failure is that you cooperated with that ant Zhuo Wen and exposed your identity prematurely!" Shi Shenhong said indifferently.
"Winner and loser, there's nothing to say!" Sikong Qiyu closed her eyes silently after saying this.
He has resigned himself to his fate and has been lurking for nearly ten thousand years just to kill Shi Shenhong.
But after today, he lost all opportunities, and even his life would be lost.
Shi Shenhong remained expressionless, his right palm surged with divine power, and manifested a rope of divine power, completely binding Sikong Qiyu.
Shi Shenhong mentioned Sikong Qiyu and left the valley.
After a while, he came to where Zhuo Wen was again.
I saw Zhuo Wen sluggishly sitting in the light shield formed by the ring, he heard the wind of Shi Shenhong's figure flashing by, and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Shi Shenhong silently looked at the slightly dim light on the surface of the mask, and said with a sneer, "This ring is also a heaven-shattering seventh-order artifact. In your state, it can't be broken at all, so you don't need to struggle in vain."
Zhuo Wen's face was gloomy, especially when he saw the half-dead Sikong Qiyu in Shi Shenhong's hand, a tinge of despair rose in his heart.
The gap between him and Shi Shenhong is really too big, his current cultivation base is only in the mid-stage of False God Transformation, even if it is the cultivation base of Shenhun, it is only the Six Heaven-shattering Transformations.
The reason why he dared to join forces with Sikong Qiyu to deal with Shi Shenhong mainly relied on the power of Sanhuo Zhenjing.
It's a pity that Sanhuo Zhenjing failed in the end.
And now, he has no way to deal with Shi Shenhong at all.
The current him is the fish on Shi Shenhong's chopping board, let him slaughter.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen remained silent, Shi Shenhong frowned slightly, and continued: "You don't have to pretend to be dumb, now hand over the three fire mirrors, maybe I can still give you a lighter sentence."
Zhuo Wen sneered, but still didn't speak, he knew that it was useless to say anything.
Shi Shenhong snorted coldly, lifted Zhuo Wen's collar, and unceremoniously tore off the spirit ring between his fingers. JrNovels.com
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