Chapter 870

It was unexpected that Jiang Huanjun was hiding among these people.

What's more, Jiang Huanjun has given him a sense of crisis. Moreover, if Jiang Huanjun didn't show up on his own initiative, he would not have felt the other party's existence.

There is only one possibility left, except that Jiang Huanjun specially practiced some kind of method of restraining breath.

Jiang Huanjun's strength has exceeded his own level.

He is already the top master, only a line away from the top. Jiang Huanjun can hide his body under his own eyes.

"Has he become the best?"

In the face of Jiang Huanjun's killing intention, he felt his whole body bristling with fear.

Without time to think about it, Jiang Huanjun had already moved.

At the moment when his figure disappeared, he felt that he had been covered by the fierce wind and rain of sword Qi. When he was only on his face, he already had countless wounds all over his body. The blood gushed wildly and his heart sank. He wanted to get out of the scope of the sword spirit.

"Is there such a big gap in strength?"

He was shocked to the point that he was shocked to the point that he could not help supporting his body Qi.

However, Jiang Huanjun did not intend to give him a chance to leave. He was like a ghost, even without any fluctuation of his true spirit. He kept the distance between them within three Zhang.

The Wujiu sword is as dense as rain, interwoven into a dense and airtight sword net. The arrogant God makes a mixture of surprise and anger, and roars at it. The only way to resist is to dance the scythe in hand.

The sound of blade collision reverberates in this dense forest, and the strong wind blows around. With each collision, the strong wind pressure will make the ancient trees shake, slightly fragile, and it will be blown down by the wind pressure on the spot.

Falling leaves, the two figures of Vietnam War farther away, in the case of Jiang Huanjun deliberately control the aftermath of the battle, their fight did not create too much momentum, it seems not in line with the normal situation of powerful masters.

However, he was very clear that the more he was like this, the more he proved the horror of Jiang Huanjun.

He didn't pay any attention to himself and easily controlled the rhythm of the battle. If he does all he can, can he resist?

"I didn't expect that the abhorrent God emissary was hiding in the team, which is really lucky..."

A black robed believer looked at Jiang Huanjun who was gradually away from home and the foolish and arrogant God envoy, and his tone was full of happiness.

Other people heard this sentence, but also a deep look.

Although Jiang Huanjun has helped several times in times of crisis since this period of time, no one thought that he would hide in the ranks with dignity and never leave.

Now think of it, Jiang Huanjun is likely to be waiting for the big God level strong hand.

In the past, those envoys' attacks were extremely dangerous, but compared with the big ones, they were still able to cope with the situation.

"What are we going to do now, Pope?"

Looking at the distance of the two men's Vietnam War, the black robed believer, whose whole body was wounded, stood up and asked with suppressed excitement.

On hearing this, Pope Shenhua slowly stood up and looked up at the battle picture reflected on the zenith. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. Finally, he said, "it's time to meet the traitors."

"If this matter is not settled, the whole Zhenwu region will be destroyed."

Hearing the changes in Pope Shenhua's words, many reformists were excited.

In the past, they were always in a sense of urgency to be hunted down by the Shinto cult, which was too oppressive. They only persisted until now because of their trust in Pope Shenhua. If Pope Shenhua didn't show any more, I'm afraid it would chill people's hearts.

Pope Shenhua is also aware of this and knows that it can't be delayed any longer.

The man in charge of the cult is completely insane, and he is wilder and more capable than anyone who has gone astray before. The dangerous weapon of the God's colonization was born in his hands, and his plan of extermination against mortals was also born of him. If it was not for this paranoid idea, he should be the most outstanding and the best among all the self splitting consciousness bodies.

Unfortunately

"It's time to make an end of it, Shenhua."

Pope Shenhua thought silently that he did not pay any more attention to the battle between Jiang Huanjun and the arrogant envoy. In his opinion, it was just a matter of time before Jiang Huanjun was defeated.

Now, the most important thing is to get back the strength that you should have and add chips to defeat another crazy self.

"Let's go. The land of punishment is not far away. We are only one step short."

Taking back his eyes, Pope Shenhua said quietly.

All the people listened to him, and they continued to protect the Pope of Shenhua to the depths of the forest.

At the same time, the arrogant and arrogant envoy who had fought and retreated also noticed this scene. He was a little nervous. He knew that after Pope Shenhua and others had left, Jiang Huanjun would surely act seriously. So he quickly said, "hate, what benefits have these innovators given you? To work for them is to fight against those who are fighting in the world! "He waved his sickle and opened the sword for a moment. He took the opportunity to say, "do you really think this ridiculous plan of artificial life can succeed? The Pope of the Shinto is originally of the same origin and has the same idea, but the Pope has given up the plan of artificial life, because it is impossible! "

"Mortals and warriors, one must die, the other can survive! As a warrior, you are against the Shinto religion, that is to betray your own identity and position! "

The arrogant God made the drum blow out the dark red true Qi, and the battle sickle produced a light like a crescent moon. While speaking, he did not forget to attack Jiang Huanjun.

Jiang Huanjun's face was expressionless, and the sword turned over without blame. In a moment of accumulation of strength, he cut out horizontally!

Invisible waves surging, the crescent shaped light was immediately broken. In front of Jiang Huanjun, the dense forests within dozens of miles were swept by the terrible wind pressure. If you look from the sky, this blow directly clears out a circular open space, countless ancient trees have been dumped, and the dense green like the sea has been cut off.

The crazy and arrogant God envoy who was the first to bear the brunt tried to resist, but only insisted on two breaths. After that, he was overturned by this wave. His sickle in his hand was also broken into powder, and his hands were shaking. All of them were cracks that were shaken out, and blood was dripping in a moment.

Click.

The mask on his face was also cut out of a neat incision, which was divided into two parts and fell on the spot, revealing a beautiful but ferocious face.

Jiang Huanjun held the sword without blame and looked at him indifferently. There was no fluctuation in his eyes.

A touch of blood slid down the brow of the foolish and arrogant God, and the thick and hot blood immediately covered his forehead.

He bit his teeth and looked at Jiang Huanjun for a long time. He said in a voice of hatred: "even if you can protect him for a while, can you still protect him for the rest of his life? No one can stop the plan of extermination. The Pope has already arranged everything... "

"Have you finished?"

Jiang Huan Jun suddenly interrupted the words of the foolish and arrogant envoy, and the latter's expression was stiff on his face. After a long time, his face was livid and he didn't speak any more.

"Now that you've finished, go and die." Jiang Huanjun nodded, pointed his feet, and set off a wave of terror behind him again. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the mad God envoy, and the dark sword light flashed by.

At the next moment, Jiang Huanjun and the foolish God envoy passed by and released the blame free sword. The magic weapon suddenly fell into the void.

After a long time, he slowly covered his neck, and the blood flowed out like a spring. In his throat, he uttered a sound of "ho ho ho" and could not say a complete word.

His eyes were full of resentment and despair. He tried to turn his head and take another look at Jiang Huanjun. However, this action affected the sword mark between his neck. A big good head immediately left his body and hit the ground with a bang.

Jiang Huanjun didn't look at him any more. Instead, he wiped the greasy blood between his fingers on his black robe. He looked up and looked at the picture reflected from the zenith. A complex light flashed through his eyes. Finally, he shook his head and said in a voice that only he could hear: "the real battle has not started. It's too stupid to say victory or defeat lightly."

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