Chapter 305 Qianxunji, have you ever been kicked by light?

The sword light collided with the palm print, and the space trembled. There was a crackling sound, and the aftermath was rippled. A terrifying strong wind swept over. When everyone came back to their senses, they found that the man in silver was strangled by Jun Yi's neck. Life and death were just a matter of thought. How dare other people act rashly during this time.

At this time, the leading man in silver finally understood that the young man in front of him had unfathomable strength, and he had no power to resist in front of him.

"This is Wuhun City, do you dare to kill me?"

"Do you think I'm really afraid of Wuhun Palace?"

Jun Yi sneered, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased. With a crack, the sound of broken bones was heard. The man in silver opened his eyes angrily, and his body fell limply.

"Let's go!" The expressions of the remaining dozen Wuhundian and those who had just been knocked to the ground by Jun Yi changed greatly, and they turned around and wanted to run away.

"Hmph! Since they're already killing each other, don't even leave without fighting."

Jun Yi's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already above their heads, and his right fist hit a Soul Sect's chest hard.

With a bang, the soul sect was knocked down from the air by Jun Yi, hit the ground, and died instantly.

At the same time, Jun Yi disappeared again and came to another person.

Bang...

There was another low, muffled sound, followed by heart-rending screams, and Jun Yi stepped on his left leg.

"Ah... please, let me go! We were wrong."

"Wrong? Haha."

Jun Yi smiled coldly: "Since you made a mistake, let's change the punishment. Keep an eye on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Yi's right hand stretched out suddenly, his fingers turned into claws, and he instantly pierced the opponent's throat.

Poof!

Blood splattered.

Jun Yi's speed was so fast that in just a few seconds, the two powerful soul masters were all killed.

The people around him who saw this scene couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at Jun Yi with expressions full of horror.

Especially those who were planning to attack Jun Yi earlier were so frightened that they crawled away from Jun Yi, as if they were afraid to avoid him.

They never expected that this guy would be so cruel, he was like a devil!

Jun Yi's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and he said lightly: "Is there anyone else who wants to seek revenge from me?"

Hearing Jun Yi's extremely cold words, everyone couldn't help but trembled. They shook their heads and waved their hands, while retreating and shouting for mercy. Some even timid people knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"hehe."

Seeing this, Jun Yi sneered disdainfully. At this moment, Jun Yi felt a powerful soul power. He turned his head and saw a man wearing golden armor with six giant angel wings hanging on his back. "You dare to massacre people in my Wuhun City, you should be punished."

Jun Yi turned around and looked at the dog-like man in the sky, Qian Xunji, the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and was very curious as to why he suddenly appeared here, but Jun Yi didn't think much about it, just sneered and said: "What? Could it be? Aren’t these people worthy of death? They tried to kill me, but I killed them. Is there a problem?”

"Hmph, you have fallen into madness. I will judge your sins on behalf of the angel god."

I saw Qian Xunji in the sky summoning his martial spirit, Seraphim, and a golden sword in his hand, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

"Destroy."

The six feathers of the seraph shone with bright golden light, exuding circles of dazzling energy ripples, and rushed towards Jun Yi.

Seeing this scene, Jun Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous chill bloomed from his eyes.

"Then let me experience the power of the Pope of Wuhun Palace!"

Jun Yi waved his hand, and the cold air on his arm condensed, turning into ice that filled the sky and rushed towards the Seraphim. Then he released three colors of domineering energy at the same time, raising his momentum to its peak.

Boom...

A violent explosion sounded, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

"uh-huh……"

I saw that the Seraphim was suppressed by the cold air. Its original six-color brilliance was much dimmed, but it still swooped towards Jun Yi.

"Sure enough, he is quite capable." Qian Xunji commented lightly on Jun Yi.

"But, I won't let you leave today." The ninth soul ring on Qian Xunji's body lit up, and he was about to kill the young man in front of him with the force of thunder to defend the dignity of Wuhun Palace.

"The ninth soul skill, angelic glory."

Qian Xunji put his hands close to his chest and made a praying gesture, and then his whole body emitted golden light. At the same time, a golden holy sword condensed in front of the praying gesture and slashed towards Jun Yi.

The golden holy sword gleamed with bright golden light and was so powerful that wherever it passed, the air crackled due to violent friction, making people hold their breath.

Jun Yi snorted coldly, clenched his right fist tightly, and then shook it violently.

boom……

In an instant, extremely cold air enveloped the entire land, and the snowflakes dancing in the sky stopped falling, replaced by endless hail.

"Click, click..."

As the ice balls fell to the ground one after another, making crisp sounds, the golden holy sword seemed to encounter some obstacle when it encountered the ice balls, and began to slowly stop.

There was a faint smile on Jun Yi's lips, and he turned into a ray of light and instantly came to Qian Xunji's back. Countless golden rays of light condensed in Jun Yi's hands.

"Ah la la, so scary, then I can only use this one move, Yasakani no Magatama."

Countless golden balls of light shot out from Jun Yi's hands in an instant. There were tens of thousands of these balls of light, covering the sky and the earth, and shot towards Qianxunji's back.

"Stop it!"

Qianxunji roared, and the golden holy sword passed, and countless balls of light were instantly annihilated, and the wings behind him frantically flapped, blowing a large amount of hail to the side.

"Hey, have you been kicked by light?"

Dazzling golden light condensed on Jun Yi's feet, and he turned into a stream of light again, and came to Qianxunji in an instant and kicked him out.

"Ah la la!"

Qianxunji was caught off guard and kicked in the abdomen by Jun Yi. The whole person flew out like a cannonball, and smashed into the walls on both sides of the street with a bang, leaving a deep pit.

"Hiss~~"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. What did they see? The supreme pope of the Spirit Hall was kicked to the ground by a teenager?

"Ahem, bastard!" Qianxunji roared angrily. He suddenly flew back to the sky again from the ground, raised his hand, and the eighth soul ring on his body lit up. There was a golden flame burning in the palm of his hand, and he shot it towards Jun Yi in the air, "Angel Holy Flame!"

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