Pockmarked Cub's hundred men immediately tensed up, they were all on high alert, staring at the hazy figure in front of them, this was an existence that represented the peak of Qinguang City.
Pockmarked Cub said: "Isn't this all because of you! If you didn't want to kill me, why would I fight to the death? "
Gong Wujun said: "I want to kill you, hmph, I'm afraid there's someone behind this. Is it Jiang Chuanlan? Call him out! "
When Pockmarked Cub and the rest heard the name Jiang Chuanlan, they calmed down quite a bit. Pockmarked Cub said coldly: "Master Jiang Chuanlan is such a person, how would he have the time to meet you."
Gong Wujun exploded in anger, he shouted: "Then all of you can go and die!"
An extremely strong power surged out from the haze, sweeping across the sky. Like a vast and mighty ocean, it instantly enveloped everyone.
Everyone felt as if they were in the ocean of death, they would sink at any moment and die without a burial ground.
Yang Xuanzang shouted: "Kill!"
He raised his halberd and rushed forward, splitting the ocean of energy apart.
When facing Gong Wujun, he was more courageous than anyone else. The others were still under Gong Wujun's yin pressure, they still had some lingering fear.
With Yang Xuanzang making a move, the others also decisively made a move, there was no way out now.
"Boom!"
Over a hundred attacks raged the ocean of death, turning the sky and earth upside down.
Yang Xuanzang held his halberd with one hand, he rushed into the hazy ripple, and chopped towards Gong Wujun.
"Bang!" Gong Wujun raised his hand to block, shaking off the halberd, his face was filled with shock, "You are?"
That halberd actually injured his fist, the Grand Nirvana Power along with the extreme halberd light cut open his skin, the back of his hand was in pain. "Grand Nirvana Power?"
Yang Xuanzang said coldly: "Death is at hand, I might as well let you die knowing that I was sent by Master Jiang Chuanlan to kill you."
With that, he attacked with his halberd again.
Gong Wujun's face was gloomy, his heart was filled with uncertainty, he was suspicious of the other party's identity, but he had tricked Jiang Chuanlan, Jiang Chuanlan did indeed have a motive to kill him.
Without thinking, he raised his hand and circulated, gathering the power of heaven and earth in his palm, and slapped over.
"Boom!"
The two clashed head on, and Yang Xuanzang was immediately sent flying. His skin burst open, corroded by that terrifying palm wind energy.
His internal organs were all twisted into a ball, and his chest felt like it was about to explode.
"Ten-star Thousand Realms Whirling! It really is a Ten Star Thousand Realms Whirlpool! "Yang Xuancang's heart sank.
He hurriedly activated the Prajna Immortal Body to cleanse his body of the ghostly qi.
Gong Wujun's figure appeared completely from the hazy light. He was wearing a suit of armor, which had many cracks on it. He looked a little battered. The explosion of the spirit vein had caused him some damage, but it wasn't serious.
Gong Wujun stared at Yang Xuanzang and said, "You are not from the Ghost Realm. You killed Tian Chou. Who are you?"
Those who could control the Great Nirvana Golden Light were definitely not from the Ghost Realm. Such a person was one in a million, and it was impossible for two of them to appear at the same time. Therefore, Gong Wujun immediately understood.
Yang Xuanzang sneered: "I was naturally sent by Lord Jiang Chuanlan to kill you."
Gong Wujun said, "Do you think I'll believe you? If she really wanted to kill me, she wouldn't have done it to Tian Chou, otherwise, she would be too obvious a target. Moreover, at this moment, she should have shown herself. "
Yang Xuanzang said, "Think whatever you want. You're going to die anyway, so why make it so clear?"
Gong Wujun said, "Since you don't want to say it, then forget it. I've killed countless people in my life, and made countless enemies as well. I have tens of millions of enemies, and among them, how many would be able to rush to the Nine Star Ghost Emperor to take revenge on me? It's normal. I have to kill a few of these enemies almost every year. "His expression was calm.
Yang Xuanzang frowned slightly and said, "Since you have the resolve, then that's great. Otherwise, you won't die in peace."
The light of the Four Great Divine Bodies burst out, turning into Dao light. Then, it revolved around the halberd, and the halberd became one as it slashed forward.
Gong Wujun frowned even deeper. Although he had to kill so many enemies every year, he was already used to people seeking revenge on him. However, this person in front of him was not only powerful, but also had a strange cultivation. He was definitely not an ordinary enemy.
He raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, and punched forward. "If you're just seeking revenge today, and there's no one behind you, then die here."
"Boom!"
Under the pressure of the fist, the light of the halberd was completely blocked, forming a huge whirlpool. It was like a surging galaxy, but it couldn't get close to Gong Wujun.
However, Gong Wujun's heart was beating wildly. His opponent's cultivation was undoubtedly at the late stage of the Nine Star Thousand Realms Whirlpool, so how could he be a match for him? However, after exchanging two moves, although he was at a disadvantage, there was no obvious sign of him losing. It was extremely strange and illogical.
At this moment, a large number of figures rushed out from the hazy light. They were all disciples of the Broken Soul Tower who were still alive. As soon as they appeared, they were surrounded by Pockmarked Village and the others, and many of them were injured or killed.
Gan Liang also didn't die and escaped. Now that he was surrounded, he roared furiously, "Pockmarked Village, you dare to attack the Administrative Secretary! You can't escape death, and there will be no place for you in the entire Ghost Realm!"
Pockmarked Village only sneered and couldn't be bothered with him. His attacks became more and more ruthless, and he couldn't wait to tear them apart.
Wu Tai also joined the battle and killed two Nine-Star Ghost Emperors who escaped. He shouted, "Kill them quickly and go help Yang Xuanzang!"
Pockmarked Village was also paying attention to the battle between Yang Xuanzang and Gong Wujun. He was shocked by Yang Xuanzang's strength. He was originally worried about whether he could survive, but now it seemed like he worried too much. He thought to himself that Lady Jiang Chuanlan was still very considerate, inviting such an unknown expert who could fight against Gong Wujun directly. If Lady Jiang Chuanlan personally took action, Gong Wujun wouldn't be able to escape.
Thinking of this, he felt that he needed to show off in front of Lady Jiang Chuanlan even more. He roared, "Everyone, kill the enemy! Kill Gong Wujun! "
Gan Liang was already injured from the explosion of the spirit vein, and he was ambushed by Pockmarked Village the moment he came out. How could he be a match for Pockmarked Village now? After a few moments of carelessness, he was suppressed by Pockmarked Village and died in a few moves.
The rest of the experts also fought to show off. After killing the upper echelons of the Broken Soul Tower, they all surrounded Gong Wujun, forming an encirclement.
Gong Wujun's face was gloomy, and he was constantly on guard against the void around him.
He wasn't afraid of the enemies in front of him. Other than Yang Xuanzang, who he had to be careful of, the rest were just grasshoppers in the late autumn. They wouldn't be able to jump much.
What he was truly worried about was the expert hiding in the dark.
"Is it really Jiang Chuanlan? Or Tatsuya Abe? Or … "
Gong Wujun thought of the person behind the scenes and felt inexplicably nervous, his palms sweating.
Yang Xuanzang also saw that he wasn't paying attention and guessed his thoughts. How could he waste this opportunity? He roared, "Force him into a corner! Lady Jiang Chuanlan is about to take action. "
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