"Kill!"

As Jiang Wenhuan burst out with a loud shout, the machete in his palm flew down, causing a thunderous storm in all directions!

Between the crazy surge of divine power, the power is incomparable!

"Huh?"

Seeing that Jiang Wenhuan, the peak of the Death Realm, had such combat power, even the old ghost of the Golden Knife couldn't help but be surprised!

"Divine rule, actually divine rule!"

The onlookers saw the divine power chains flying wantonly around Jiang Wenhuan, but they suddenly exclaimed one by one!

The Divine Rule is the Law of Shinto!

Only by promoting the lower gods can it be possible to condense the laws of Shinto!

At this time, Jiang Wenhuan's Shinto law has exceeded three zhang, which is extremely terrifying!

In the early days of the lower gods, the laws of Shinto were no more than three zhang!

And now Jiang Wenhuan's Shinto law has exceeded three zhang, what does it mean, it is actually self-evident!

At least, on the surface, Jiang Wenhuan should also have reached the middle stage of the lower god's combat power!

is also qualified to fight head-to-head with the Golden Sword Ancestor!

"Die!"

Jiang Wenhuan's offensive was brewing, and he shouted angrily, and the sky was like blood!

The sword rays stretched across the endless void, and the terrifying sword gang seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart!

"Junior's arrogance!"

The Golden Knife Ancestor burst out, his muscles and veins burst out, and he held the knife in his right hand and slashed it straight down!

Roar! Roar!

This knife seems to be plain, just do it!

However, after the sword slashed through the three-zhang void, thousands of tiger roars burst out!

In a trance, the golden tiger hidden in the realm of ten thousand demigods was roaring!

Bang! Bang!

Two completely different sword movements intersected, and the roar between heaven and earth continued.

The scope of the battle is also getting bigger and bigger!

There are many people in the neighborhood who are watching the excitement and even pay the price of serious injuries for it!

Of course, that's all good!

To be able to survive in the aftermath is considered lucky!

Gain, just now, a few unlucky demigods couldn't dodge in the early stage and died in Huangquan!

Burst!

After the blow, the old ghost of the golden knife was light, and he looked like a grandmaster!

But Jiang Wenhuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the hand holding the knife was trembling faintly!

Blood slowly flowed down the palm of your hand!

Don't ask, as long as you are not a fool, you know that in this game, Jiang Wenhuan lost!

"Die!"

The old ghost of the golden knife is not a good man and a woman, Jiang Wenhuan has killed so many of his disciples, and now that he is in a good position, how can he let Jiang Wenhuan go?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Jiang Wenhuan knew that he was invincible, but he didn't want to take half a step back!

He knew that he was coming on behalf of Datang in this battle!

If it retreats, it means that Datang is timid!

Therefore, Jiang Wenhuan has made up his mind that today, even if he dies in battle, he will never take half a step back!

"General Jiang, step aside!"

At this moment, a figure in a green shirt suddenly appeared!

With a slight flick of his sleeves, Jiang Wenhuan was pushed thousands of miles away by a soft force!

"Who are you?"

Looking at the suddenly appeared figure in green shirts, the old ghost with the golden knife suddenly stopped attacking!

It seems to be ordinary, without a trace of fireworks, but this person broke his offensive with a snap of his fingers, which is terrifying!

Vaguely, the old ghost of the golden knife seemed to smell a trace of dangerous qi!

"Datang, Sun Wu!"

The voice was as flat as water, Sun Wu stood with his hands upright, and there was not a trace of divine power released!

Looks, like a mortal!

However, after hearing this, no matter who it was, they didn't dare to treat Sun Wu as an ordinary mortal anymore!

There's no way, it's really the name of Sun Wu of the Tang Dynasty is too terrifying!

This is the most holy soldier who forced the Lost Emperor to retreat and cede half of the territory!

"You are the soldier saint Sun Wu?"

On that day, Sun Wu drove the chariot and swept all the way invincible, and no one could see his true face!

The old ghost of the golden knife had also heard of Sun Wu before!

But I didn't care about it all the time, I only thought that Sun Wu used some secret treasure to have the power of the past!

However, today, when Sun Wu really appeared in front of him, there was only endless anxiety left in his heart!

His intuition told him that this Sun Wu was no match for him!

"On the orders of His Majesty, the Golden Tiger Sword Gate will be slaughtered!"

"Soldier, soldier!"

Indifferently glancing at the old ghost of the golden sword, Sun Wu shouted loudly and summoned an ancient chariot!

Step into the chariot and chant one character after another!

"Datang!Datang!Datang!"

In an instant, the phantom of the Tang Dynasty soldiers appeared in the sky!

Countless soldiers surrounded the cave world of the Golden Tiger Sword Gate!

"Do you Datang really want to fight with my Golden Tiger Sword Sect?"

Until this time, the old ghost of the golden knife finally couldn't help it!

Let out a cry that is both aggrieved and annoyed!

"Your Majesty has an order, all those who are from the Golden Tiger Sword Gate will be killed!"

Sun Wu's expression was still indifferent!

As far as he is concerned, there is no need to argue with the old ghost of the golden knife at all!

Fight with the Golden Tiger Knife Gate?

Sun Wu smiled disdainfully!

It should be Datang crushing the Golden Tiger Knife Gate!

"Okay, since that's the case, then don't blame the ancestor for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Sun Wu didn't even mean to deal with him, the old ghost of the golden knife also understood that there was no room for relaxation in the matter!

Crush a few messenger jade talismans again and again!

As the ancestor of the Golden Tiger Sword Sect and a member of the Hidden World Sect, his Golden Sword Old Ghost is not a fool of nothing!

For now, he just hopes to delay a little longer, waiting for his reinforcements to arrive, and they will definitely turn the tide of the battle!

"That's what makes it interesting!"

Muttering to himself, in the chariot, the corners of Sun Wu's mouth raised slightly!

The old ghost of the golden knife was self-righteous, but he didn't know that he could send the message out, precisely because Sun Wu wanted him to do this!

Otherwise, when Sun Wu rescued Jiang Wenhuan just now, he could have killed the old ghost of the golden knife at a ruthless speed!

As a soldier saint, if the two armies are holding each other, he may be able to make another plan!

But at the moment, he was absolutely crushing, and what he wanted was not to kill the Golden Tiger Sword Sect as soon as possible, but to draw out as many hidden world sects as possible, so that they could be eradicated together!

When the time comes, the pace of Datang's unification and abandonment of the world will also be accelerated!

"Die!"

Just when Sun Wu used the technique of condensing soldiers to enter the cave of the Golden Tiger Sword Gate, Lu Bu's side also had a victory!

With a loud shout, Fang Tian's painting halberd slashed down from the void, and Jin Shan, the master of the Golden Tiger Sword Gate, was also beheaded on the spot!

"Damn it!"

The old ghost of the golden knife is furious!

In the midst of the rage, the long knife gathered momentum, and the divine power condensed, and he wanted to kill Lu Bu with one blow!

"Presumptuous! With me here, you dare to do it?"

"The power of soldiers, kill invincible, slash!"

Sun Wu was furious!

In front of him, even a golden knife old ghost dares to make a move?

If it weren't for the Golden Knife Old Ghost asking for help, Sun Wu would have already killed him!

But it's not too late!

Boom! Boom!

With Sun Wu's angry shout, thunder broke out between heaven and earth!

At the center of the thunder, a blood-stained broken blade violently broke through the endless void and slashed horizontally!

"No!"

The old ghost of the golden knife was in the center of the thunder, and he could intuitively feel the power of that broken blade!

"Huh!"

Sun Wu smiled coldly!

Bang!

The broken blade was cut down, and the old ghost of the golden knife had almost no power to resist, and his head fell to the ground!