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Under the siege of these 26-digit body and elementary dual cultivation, the comprehensive combat power reached the siege of the tyrant in the late stage of the God Transformation, the siege of the fifth-generation head of the family was in danger, and even resisted was very reluctant, let alone counterattacking.

Under the comprehensive monitoring of the Ultimate King Worm in the sky, the 26 tyrants attacked one after another with the support of the best siege and killing plan jointly calculated by a large number of brainworms underground.

Tyrant No. 1 first punched hard, and this punch was attached to the earth-attribute true essence. The main function of the earth-attribute true essence is strength bonus, combined with the ninth-level strengthened body strength, and when combined with the two, it reached the late-stage level of the God Transformation. This punch was blocked by the fifth-generation head of the family with all its strength with a sword block. However, after this punch, the tyrant's fist had not been retracted, and the tyrant No. 2 had already rushed behind the fifth-generation head of the family and stabbed with a spear.

The tyrant No. 2 absorbed the metal-like Nascent Soul from the Zerg's spiritual network. He downloaded the metal-like martial arts and insights from the Zerg's spiritual network. After practicing, he used the fairy stone to soar and rush up. His current action is completely based on the template on the spiritual network, as if he is imitating textbooks, and he has no idea, but this move is the most correct at this time.

The top-grade ghost weapon purple lightning cloud gun was surrounded by golden light, and the sharpness was everywhere. One shot was pierced, making the fifth generation of family heads numb only to see their scalp.

He had just blocked the powerful punch, and before he could recover, he was forced to reverse his sword and slash at the gun head of Tyrant No. 2.

At this time, the tyrant No. 1 had already flew back and left the position. The tyrant No. 3 took over the position of the tyrant No. 1 in the next second, holding a top-grade ghost weapon "Ghost Pattern Knife" with both hands. The cold air on the ghost pattern knife was obviously full of water-attributed true energy. A sword violently slashed towards the head of the fifth generation's head from top to bottom.

"Not good!" The head of the fifth generation family had already used up his breath, and it was too late to adjust his true energy. The spiritual sense scanned the sword above his back. In desperation, he endured the pain and burned the blood in his heart. Suddenly, the blood of the essence and blood turned into a huge true energy, filling his whole body.

The fifth-generation head of the family, who returned to his best state, picked up the Zi LED Cloud Gun with one sword, then kicked the tyrant No. 2 with one leg, used the recoil force of this leg, held the sword with both hands, danced upwards, and held the ghost pattern knife of the tyrant No. 3, and then the sword force turned from fast to slow, wrapping around the big knife in circles, intending to guide it to the other side. Guidance is more efficient than hard fighting. As the saying goes, it is better to be loose than to block, which is also the essence of the Murong family's secret skill "Fighting and Star Movement".

However, at this time, under the calculation of the brainworm, the No. 4 Tyrant, from the bottom to the top, slashed between the double spans of the head of the fifth generation at the best angle. On this axe, a strong wind surrounds. The sharp wind blade on the tip of the axe turned into a jagged wind saw, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

The fifth generation head of the family was always monitoring the surroundings. Of course, I saw this axe, but there was no way. The siege of these 26 tyrants was a open and open plot. You must find a way to block it if you know it, otherwise the axe would be split in half.

"I can't guide you anymore, hide!" The head of the fifth generation of family had no choice but to explode, and his true energy under his feet exploded and retreated to the rear.

But it was useless. Tyrant No. 5 was already standing on his retreat. A "Qingfeng Three-Sharp Squid" halberd was full of fire, and flames rose, stabbing towards him.

At the same time, Tyrant No. 4 also arrived, and then, in the sky, Tyrant No. 6's sword also came, Tyrant No. 7... Tyrant No. 8...

"Hide? Where can you hide?" The tyrant No. 1 has gathered his fists again, sneered at the head of the fifth generation, and joined the battle circle again.

Finally, the head of the fifth generation of family members burned wildly, and barely blocked the siege.

"But, is your essence and blood endless?" Zhao Yunjie smiled. Essence and blood are the most important part of monks besides the Nascent Soul. How can monks usually use it? They usually only use it when life is in crisis.

Murong Tian looked ugly and was ready to rescue him, but he felt a sharp look and shot at him from the roof of the Shi family's backyard. Murong Tian understood that this was Zhao Yunjie. Now, as long as he had any abnormal movement, Zhao Yunjie would accuse him of breach of contract and join the battle.

"Wait a little longer..." However, just as Murong Tian was thinking about holding on for a while, the 26th Tyrant, while the fifth generation head's essence and blood energy was exhausted again, a new mouthful of essence and blood suddenly appeared behind the fifth generation head's back and hit his back with a palm.

The fifth generation of the tyrant No. 26 has actually detected the appearance of the fifth generation of the family head with his spiritual sense, but detecting it does not mean that he can avoid this attack, because he is really powerless.

In the end, the head of the fifth generation of family still did not escape this disaster. He was ruthlessly killed in the air by the tyrant No. 26, and then another palm penetrated into his purple palace, pinching the wisdom in his Nascent Soul.

The body of the fifth-generation head of the family has been transformed into spiritual consciousness. But it is only one step away. The spiritual consciousness and the soul are only one word different, but the two are very different. The energy of the soul is one level higher than the true energy, but the consciousness is only a transition before the soul. The main function of the spirit is still used to bless, scan, track, and control. As for the attack method of the spirit consciousness, there is no in the Pole Star Domain. If these heads have learned the spiritual consciousness skills, the result of today's battle will not change. At most they will last longer. The reason is very simple. If there are spiritual consciousness skills in the Pole Star Domain, then the tyrants can also learn it. These family heads of the past dynasties still cannot escape the tragic ending of being surrounded and killed.

Subsequently, the same was true for several other heads of family dynasties in other directions, and they were surrounded and killed by tyrants one by one and died on the spot.

This terrifying scene completely scared Murong Ming and Murong Yuanfang, as well as other living Murong family monks.

Murong Ming Yuanying trembled and looked at his grandfathers and great-grandfathers... and died in front of him. Only then did he realize that being an enemy of Zhao Yunjie was what a huge mistake he had made in his life!

"I clearly learned when I was a child that I should not underestimate any enemy, but over the years I became the head of the family, the power of the Murong family has increased. My confidence has increased, becoming more and more proud, and becoming more and more complacent, which has caused the consequences today. All of this is my fault!" Murong Ming cried, kneeling in the air, his baby's body trembled.

At this time, he didn't look a little arrogant. He was left with deep regret that he had not investigated Zhao Yunjie's background clearly. Because of his carelessness, the Murong family's efforts for thousands of years were completely destroyed. More than 50,000 elite Murong family monks died in battle, and several of his ancestors and elders died!

"My fault. It's all my fault!" Murong Ming rushed to the feet of Murong Tian, ​​who had already trembled with his face ashen and bloodshot eyes, and cried loudly. He had already been desperate in his heart. There was no hope of revenge in this life. The Murong family was actually destroyed because of the little jealousy of his son Murong Jie! This reason was probably going to be laughed at by the monks in the entire Qinglong Star Zone.

If he had known this would have happened, Murong Mingkenk killed his son himself and then came to his door to pray for Zhao Yunjie's forgiveness!

However, it's all too late, it's too late.

Murong Tian just watched his most powerful descendants fall on the spot. But he didn't have time to rescue him, and his qi and blood broke out and his running was not going smoothly, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the changes of the ancestors, Murong Ming was stunned and let go of his hands holding Murong Tian's feet. Looking at Murong Tian, ​​he was frightened in his heart.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Murong Tian looked ahead with a sad face and said this sentence repeatedly.

"Old ancestor, we...we...we are defeated." Murong Yuanfang looked at the few remaining monks of the Murong family and came to Murong Tian's side. He said in fear.

This scene also completely shocked the Qinglong branch monks watching the battle from a distance, the third largest force in Tianxiongxing. The Murong family actually killed all the elites of the entire clan while attacking a small Lingtaifang city, and all the powerful heads of the past dynasties were killed. This result was really scary.

"No...no...we have not been defeated, we have not been defeated!" Murong Tian's eyes were blood red, and his heart was extremely sad, angry, shocked, and regretful, suddenly roared, saying, "We have not been defeated, and I have me! I, Murong Tian, ​​as long as I still exist, the Murong family will never be defeated!"

At this moment, Murong Tian finally decided to use his last trump card to save the defeat.

When Zhao Yunjie heard this, he knew that Murong Tian would definitely take action this time, and the agreement would be invalid when eight heads of family members died in the past dynasties.

Zhao Yunjie knew that Murong Tian was crazy and powerful at this time, and he no longer cared about any agreement.

Murong Tian roared, rushed out, rushed into a group of tyrants, and emitted extremely strong green light throughout his body. He used a knife move beyond the late stage of the God Transformation level, and killed five tyrants with a few "swish swish swish swish swish swish swish".

"Die! Death! Death! I want you to die!" Murong Tian said the word "death" frantically, staring at the other tyrants who had just avoided the sword move, and slashed him out again.

This sword was divided into ten sword energy, each sword energy had a power beyond the peak level of the late stage of the God Transformation, and immediately killed ten tyrants again. This is the powerful Murong Tian. The accumulation of more than a thousand years has made the spiritual sense of the Nascent Soul in his body infinitely close to the physical form of the soul. The true energy in his body can keep him in the best state and kill for ten years.

Seeing Murong Tian take action, Zhao Yunjie snorted coldly, and a little under his feet, suddenly "boomed" and soared into the sky, blocking Murong Tian's face, punching him out, blocking his next stab.

"Your opponent is me!" Zhao Yunjie said coldly. He just didn't pay attention and asked him to kill his fifteen tyrants, which made Zhao Yunjie feel very distressed.

"You must die!" Seeing Zhao Yunjie, Murong Tian calmed down a little, but his face was still distorted and said with hatred to Zhao Yunjie.

"What a big tone, do you think I didn't see your hand hiding in your sleeve just now? I was trembling with pain, but I also pretended to make an appointment with me in a casual manner. You are really a fat man." Zhao Yunjie did not give him any face, exposed his little move just now, and said disdainfully.

"You...you...you...you...you die for me!" Murong Tian was exposed by Zhao Yunjie and was furious and slashed at Zhao Yunjie with a knife.

"It's useless. Your power level is not as good as mine!" Zhao Yunjie said, punching him out.

This punch is an ordinary punch, but in Murong Tian's eyes, it is an extremely terrifying punch, because the power contained in this fist is extremely earth-shaking.

If this punch collides with your sword, your hands will definitely be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Murong Tian suddenly changed from madness to Qingming. He looked at Zhao Yunjie and said with a smile: "I finally caught the opportunity."

As he said that, the sword in Murong Tian’s hand suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, another more powerful sword turned from virtual to solid, appeared in Murong Tian’s hand.

The sharp blade of this treasure sword was flashing with a green light. The mirror-like blade was air-conditioned, reflecting Murong Tian's gloomy face. A little cold light condensed between the high burning blade on the blade, as if it was constantly flowing, adding to the sharp and coolness. This knife obviously did not bless any true energy yet, but it was transformed from virtualization to reality. Murong Tian had not instilled the true energy in it. However, this treasure sword already contained extremely powerful wind-attribute energy. This energy was not blessed by Murong Tian. It was born with the treasure sword. This is a good knife. A powerful knife.

"Real real weapon?" Zhao Yunjie said sarcastically after seeing it: "It's useless, give up!"

As he said that, Zhao Yunjie's right fist was already attacking the real-life weapon that Murong Tian slashed.

Murong Tian smiled on his face, as if he was mocking Zhao Yunjie for his complacency and pride. However, he did not speak, but his wind-based true energy was inserted into the treasure sword like a flood breaking the dam.

Suddenly, a strong aura surged into the sky on the sword. A powerful force was violently cast. A phantom vision of a shocking sword appeared on the sword, which was hundreds of feet high and extremely terrifying. Around the sword, the wind was howling, the tornado was entangled, and the wind blade scattered.

Feeling this strong momentum and seeing such a terrifying vision, Zhao Yunjie's fist couldn't help but ease, because this energy was even more terrifying and powerful than Zhao Yunjie's semi-immortal weapon "Seven Secret Sword".

"This is not a half-immortal weapon? This is an immortal weapon?" Zhao Yunjie screamed with a cold expression. He thought to himself that it was not good. This one has surpassed the half-immortal weapon. Could it be the legendary immortal weapon?

But it was too late to take back his boxing posture at this time. Murong Tian's sword had already been slashed.

In a situation where there was no way, Zhao Yunjie finally used the power of the thunder tribulation in his body, mobilized a trace of the power of the thunder tribulation, and after blessing it on his fist, he punched the immortal weapon and sword.

"Hahaha, I know it's an immortal weapon, but I'm going to hit you. You're going to die!" Murong Tian didn't look like he was just crazy at this time. His eyes were so clear. Although he was angry, he still had a hint of calmness. There was a hint of revenge in his eyes, as if the madness just now was just to attract Zhao Yunjie.

That’s right, this is Murong Tian’s last trump card, immortal weapon, and soul-breaking sword!

"Die it, it's your glory to die under the immortal weapon's 'soul-breaking'." Murong Tian roared unrestrainedly, venting his repressed unhappiness just now, and venting his anger.

Finally, with a "boom", the fist collided with the Soul-Breaking Sword.

After this collision, Zhao Yunjie felt extremely stressed, as if the illusory vision of the shocking giant knife had a real weight, pressing on his fist, allowing his fist to taste the long-lost pain.

Since his body strengthened to level 5, until now at level 9, Zhao Yunjie hasn't felt the feeling of "pain" for a long time, and today he finally realized it again.

"The immortal weapon is indeed terrifying. With the blessing of the immortal weapon, his lethality has reached the middle stage of the Yuanshen, and he is equal to me. Fortunately, he has blessed a trace of thunder tribulation, which is slightly better." Zhao Yunjie thought to himself, and his right fist rushed forward again.

Suddenly, Murong Tian, ​​who was clenching his victory, felt something was wrong, because the imagined Zhao Yunjie's fist was cut in half, but it did not appear. Zhao Yunjie's fist actually successfully blocked his slash. Not only that, a powerful force recoiled to his hands with the immortal weapon and sword, and then his body was repelled with the man and the knife.

"This is impossible!" After Murong Tian stabilized his retreating figure, he looked at Zhao Yunjie with fear and said in horror. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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