Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Okay!"

Shen Wangu also knew that the situation was critical. If these people were controlled by the Eight Immortals, their situation would be precarious. He immediately took action and went straight to Ren Qianchou.

For a moment, Shen Changqing and his sister, Shen Wangu, and Yueyao stood in a row to block those who were confused by the statues of the Eight Immortals.

At this moment, Jin Zhengu, who had been fighting with Zhang Yi, suddenly pulled out a golden broadsword. The sharp sword intent shook the void wantonly, and the faint cold light was chilling. The quality of this broadsword has surpassed the supreme magic weapon and is even infinitely close to the legendary immortal weapon. M.

"This sword is called the Blood Spirit Sword, which was given to me by Lord Xue Wanli to kill you."

"Zhang Yi, when you destroyed my Tianxuan Sect, did you ever think that you would have this day? All the grudges are settled today!"

Jin Zhengu's eyes were still crazy, but his voice was extremely hoarse. He held the Blood Spirit Sword and rushed towards Zhang Yi.

The other six immortal servants also used their own methods. The avenues in the hands of the controllers blasted towards Zhang Yi. A total of seven terrifying avenues were filled with the breath of destroying the world, intending to destroy Zhang Yi.

"Blood Spirit Sword? Xue Wanli really put a lot of thought into killing me. He actually got an existence that is infinitely close to an immortal weapon."

Zhang Yi frowned, and a sense of crisis came to his mind. "I have to find a way to deal with the other immortal servants first. They are in the way!"

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, and also used various methods. The power of the ancient supreme emerged, and the immortal-killing avenue appeared in the void. The Tianyang Sword in his hand was as dazzling as the sun.

"Zhang Yi! Die! Create my supreme immortal road with your life!"

When Jin Zhengu swung the Blood Spirit Sword, it actually merged with the avenue he controlled. A bloodthirsty breath was born, and the golden blade light in the void gradually turned blood-colored, as if it had crossed the Shura Hell and slashed directly towards Zhang Yi.

But Zhang Yi didn't care at this time, and turned around to deal with other immortal servants. On the Immortal Killing Avenue, the figure of the Ancient Supreme appeared on the Avenue, and there were countless blood-red double pupils blinking behind him. For a moment, it seemed as if time was frozen, space was forbidden, and only the Ancient Supreme existed between heaven and earth.

At the same time, Zhang Yi performed the Three Pure Ones Holy Method, and the three incarnations stood in a row with him, and at the same time performed the "Shocking Sword", combining the sword and the Avenue of Death. Four death sword beams as dazzling as the sun broke through the void.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a series of crisp sounds, the Avenues of the three immortal servants closest to Zhang Yi were cut off, and then their bodies and souls were shattered by the Immortal Killing Avenue in an instant.

For a moment, the three immortal servants lost their breath at the same time, and blood immediately gathered along the ground towards the statue of the Eight Immortals.

"I hope the blessing of the flower god will be useful."

The reason why Zhang Yi dared to do this was not only because of the blessing of the flower god, but also because of the supreme robe. Even if the blessing of the flower god didn't work, his supreme robe could barely withstand this blow.

The blood-colored blade light that Jin Zhengu used slashed behind him, but just as the blade light fell, a pink light appeared on Zhang Yi's body, as if a beautiful figure emerged, and he actually dissolved the blade light with a wave of his hand.

"Huh... This blessing of the flower god is still a little useful, and it didn't disappoint me."

Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He admitted that he was gambling, but this time he won the bet.

"What the hell is this?"

Jin Zhengu watched Zhang Yi kill three fairy servants in one move, and his blood spirit knife did not cause any damage to Zhang Yi. His crazy eyes also showed a touch of shock and incomprehension.

However, Zhang Yi did not hesitate to use the Immortal Killing Dao again to attack the remaining three immortal servants. The longer Jin Zhengu reacted, the better it was for him. However, he did not know whether the blessing of the flower god would work this time.

"No matter what method you used just now, I don't believe that you can use it all the time!"

Jin Zhengu also reacted, waving the blood spirit knife in his hand again, and muttering something in his mouth, his appearance was particularly pious. Millions of violent sword beams suddenly appeared in the void, and behind those millions of sword beams there was a vague blood-colored figure, and the eyes that looked down on the world were extremely domineering.

When the figure's eyes fell on Zhang Yi, he slowly raised his hand, and countless sword beams instantly gathered into an extremely huge blood-colored sword in his hand. It seemed that there were countless resentful spirits roaring on the blade, turning this place into a blood-colored hell in an instant.

When he raised his other hand, Jin Zhengu's avenue was directly hit by it, and it hit Zhang Yi like a meteorite explosion.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt a strong sense of crisis rising from behind. This was not like when the blessing of the flower god took effect before. This sense of crisis was pressing on his heart, forcing Zhang Yi to give up killing the three immortal servants and turn to deal with Jin Zhengu.

Fortunately, he had already seriously injured several people during that period of time. If it weren't for the excessive consumption before, the three immortal servants would have become three corpses.

"Thunder Boots!"

Zhang Yi looked at the terrifying blood-colored sword light and the avenue in front of him, and his heart was alarmed. He had no time to react, so he had to use the Thunder Boots to dodge.

With a flash of thunder, Zhang Yi's figure wandered in the void, but he still couldn't escape Jin Zhengu's blast.

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the void was shattered, and Zhang Yi's figure was completely submerged in the blood-colored sword light and the avenue of killing. Even the residual power was breathtaking.

"Hmph, you dare to go against the immortals, you are simply courting death!"

Jin Zhengu snorted coldly, a look of revenge appeared on his face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Under such a fierce attack, he didn't believe that Zhang Yi could survive, and this time he didn't see the strange pink light and the beautiful figure.

"Is he finally dead?"

The three seriously injured immortal servants also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Zhang Yi's strength was too terrifying. Even if their strength was enhanced to this extent, they still felt like they had walked through the gates of hell when they fought with Zhang Yi just now.

"Don't stand there, get rid of these two traitors first!"

The next moment, Jin Zhengu glanced coldly at Shen Changqing and his sister who were struggling to resist being lured by the Eight Immortals statue.

Compared to others, he had a stronger killing intention towards Shen Changqing and his sister. There is nothing more hateful than betrayal.

Just when Jin Zhengu was about to kill Shen Changqing and the others with the Blood Spirit Blade, a supreme power emerged, a golden light broke through the sky, and the terrifying killing intent of the Immortal Killing Road instantly enveloped him, making his scalp numb.

"You want to kill me?"

Zhang Yi stood on the Immortal Killing Road, looking down at Jin Zhengu with an invincible look and shouted.