Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

It was afternoon that day.

A luxurious carriage left from the entrance of Jubao Zhai in the ancient city of the Southern Region.

The driver was Su Xiaoxiao.

This carriage was purchased by Jun Wuxie at the cost of a large number of spirit coins.

Two eighth-order Gale Horses, equivalent to Grandmaster Realm martial artists among humans, pulled the carriage, speeding out of the ancient city of the Southern Region.

The carriage compartment was very spacious, containing spatial runes, making the seemingly two-meter wide and three-meter long compartment have an internal space of dozens of square meters.

The entire carriage was built from high-grade spiritual materials, making it very sturdy.

"You surnamed Jun, you're finally willing to come out!"

Zhao Yu, a strong subordinate of Qin Yuan, coldly watched the carriage speeding down the street, a smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, ten middle-aged martial artists with powerful auras suddenly appeared.

"Go, bring them back, leave them a breath; the City Lord wants to see Jun Wuxie alive even more!"

Zhao Yu said this to the ten people beside him.

He knew very well the City Lord's hatred for Jun Wuxie; it was the hatred of killing his son, as deep as the sea!

If they brought back a corpse, it would probably be difficult to relieve the hatred in the City Lord's heart.

Only a living Jun Wuxie, enduring pain and torture in the City Lord's hands, dying in despair, could calm the hatred in the City Lord's heart!

"We will not fail our mission!"

The ten clasped their fists, disappearing from sight in an instant.

At this moment, the carriage was speeding down the street, gradually reaching the city gate.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, driving the carriage while saying, "Brother Jun, Qin Yuan's people have followed us, they are much stronger than Qin Ye, whom you killed that day!"

"Pay them no attention, just keep going forward."

Jun Wuxie sat in the carriage, his eyes slightly closed.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what Jun Wuxie was planning, being so calm and composed.

She drove the carriage out of the city, galloping on the official road, the eighth-order Gale Horses being too fast, stirring up whirlwinds along the way.

"Hey, eighth-order Gale Horses, you are really willing to spend a lot of money!"

"Do you think you can escape our grasp with the speed of eighth-order Gale Horses?"

"Naive, childish! After killing the people of my City Lord's Mansion, you still want to leave the ancient city of the Southern Region alive, truly wishful thinking!"

… …

A series of cold, murderous voices suddenly rang out.

Ten figures caught up with the carriage, intercepting it on an official road running through a canyon.

"Get out of the way!"

Su Xiaoxiao coldly swept over the ten Grandmasters who had sealed off all directions.

"Hahaha!" A Grandmaster expert sneered repeatedly, saying, "Get out of the way? Okay, no problem. You let the person in the carriage come out, kneel down in front of us, and sever their meridians, then we will get out of the way!"

"You… …"

"Xiaoxiao, come in." Jun Wuxie pushed open the carriage door and walked out, signaling Su Xiaoxiao to return to the carriage. He looked at the ten Grandmaster Realm experts and couldn't help but laugh: "Qin Yuan really doesn't learn his lesson. A Grandmaster died half a month ago, and now he's sending you to your deaths again."

After he finished speaking, he closed the carriage door and leaped onto the roof of the carriage. Hahaha!

The ten Grandmaster Realm experts all laughed when they heard these words.

Was this Jun Wuxie frightened silly?

To actually say such nonsense.

The ten of them were all at the mid-stage or above of the Grandmaster Realm, and even two of them were late-stage eighth transformation Grandmaster Realm experts!

Such a lineup, surrounding him, was a situation of absolute death!

The other party actually dared to speak wildly, saying that they were here to die.

It was simply the funniest joke they had ever heard in their lives.

Ten late-stage Grandmaster experts, besieging a martial artist who was at most at the Starry Sky Realm, was there any suspense?

"Your mouth is quite strong, but unfortunately, you are destined to suffer a fate worse than death today! Do you want to know the methods our City Lord uses to torture people? You will soon experience it yourself!"

A Grandmaster walked forward.

As soon as he moved, the other nine Grandmasters all moved, all stepping forward. The ten people moved in unison, the Grandmaster Realm aura covering the area, locking onto Jun Wuxie, shrinking the encirclement step by step.

"Among the three women in the carriage, two of them should be the closest to you, right?" A Grandmaster said with a cold face, "After capturing you, we will send them to the barracks and reward them to those soldiers. Can you guess what that scene will be like?"

"I guess you will die miserably!"

As Jun Wuxie's voice fell, with a rumble, the golden blood energy in his body surged like a vast ocean.

The Yuan Shi Soldier Dissolution was used to the extreme!

His aura instantly soared more than ten times, equivalent to instantly stepping into the Galaxy Realm!

He stepped on Divine Travel Without Distance, pulling up a sky full of afterimages, rushing towards the ten Grandmaster Realm experts, the golden fist more dazzling than the scorching sun, shattering the sky with one punch.

"Kill!"

The ten Grandmasters felt his suffocating blood energy. While shocked, they launched a violent storm-like attack.

However, what they hit was only Jun Wuxie's phantom.

His speed was too fast, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish his true body among the sky full of afterimages.

The scorching sun-like fist, domineering and unparalleled, condensed a terrifying soldier intent, unstoppable, piercing through the layers of defense of a Grandmaster, piercing through his chest with a puff.

The Grandmaster screamed in pain, directly blasted out. Before his body could stabilize in the air, the soldier intent that pierced into his body suddenly erupted.

With a bang.

The Grandmaster exploded on the spot, shattering into bloody mud!

The other nine Grandmasters saw this and their pupils shrank.

How could this person be so strong?

They couldn't believe it, couldn't understand it!

In a short period of time, this Jun Wuxie had become so much stronger again, his progress was unbelievable!

Just as they were stunned.

A dazzling golden fist blasted over.

A Grandmaster showed horror and hurriedly used various defensive martial skills.

The other Grandmasters, seeing this, also attacked Jun Wuxie, trying to force him to withdraw his hand and save himself.

But their speed was still slower than Jun Wuxie's.

The golden fist pierced through several methods of defense and blasted the Grandmaster to death in the air, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Almost at the same time.

Jun Wuxie stepped on Divine Travel Without Distance, accelerated to the extreme, leaped up, avoided the attacks of the eight Grandmasters, and stepped in front of a Grandmaster in one step, spinning and kicking!

With a bang!

The shield and body-protecting true energy that the Grandmaster condensed in a hurry directly collapsed, and the whole person was swept in half by this kick, his internal organs falling out, making a miserable scream!

At this time, seven Grandmasters killed from behind.

Sword energy crisscrossed, spear light was heavy, and the spear point was cold!

Jun Wuxie suddenly turned around and raised his fist!

Like a scorching sun across the sky, golden light illuminated the mountains and fields!

The fist condensed soldier intent, and the golden blood energy surged, destroying everything, smashing all sword energy, spear light, and spear edge!

The seven Grandmasters were shaken back and forth, horrified.

A golden figure flashed by.

Jun Wuxie appeared in front of a Grandmaster, the palm fingers shining with golden light spread out, and fell down.

Puff!

The Grandmaster's head shattered like a watermelon, red blood and white brains splattering together.

Almost at the same time, he displayed his double fists, horizontally hitting left and right, and in an instant, the defenses of two more Grandmasters were penetrated, and their bodies were directly blown up!

The remaining four Grandmasters were terrified!

With a scream, they turned and ran.

But at this moment, Jun Wuxie stepped on the extreme speed, caught up with one person, and punched through his back to his chest, piercing through the whole person.

The domineering soldier intent raged in his body, instantly tearing his body into pieces!

Puff!

Then, the remaining two Grandmasters were overtaken by the sword energy that he casually slashed out, and were split and killed in the air, their broken bodies falling straight down, splashing dirt all over the ground.

Now, only the Grandmaster who said he would send Yue Yao and Ling Fei to the barracks for the soldiers was left.

"You… … don't come over!"

The Grandmaster was almost collapsing, his legs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to run away.

He had never experienced such a battle.

No, it should be said that it was a massacre!

He had never encountered such a ferocious enemy!

Nine shots, nine seconds!

Their people were almost all blown up, it was terrible!

"Where did your arrogance just now go?" Jun Wuxie walked towards the Grandmaster. In his horrified eyes and unwilling resistance, the golden palm fingers, obliterating his various martial skills, piercing through his level of defense, crushed his shoulder blades into powder.

The Grandmaster screamed!

"You were very arrogant just now, your mouth was very cheap, I don't like it very much!"

Jun Wuxie locked his neck and slapped his mouth into a mess.

Before the Grandmaster had time to scream, with a click, the other shoulder blade was also crushed.

He let out a heart-wrenching scream, like killing a pig.

But next, what awaited him was even more cruel torture.

All the bones in his body were shattered by Jun Wuxie, his hand and foot tendons were picked out, his cave was pierced, and he was dying.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold, he tied his hands with ropes and dragged him behind the carriage.

Then, he jumped on the horse, patted the horse's butt, and the two Gale Horses' front hooves vacated, a neighing sound, pulling the carriage rumbling away.

Behind the carriage, the heart-wrenching screams of the late-stage Grandmaster expert, full of despair, sounded.