Chapter 887 Skull, Soul Devouring Sword

Xiao Zhanyun said calmly: "Although my junior brother is proud, he asked for it when he challenged Chu Wei and was defeated, but you killed him while he was injured. You deserve to die!"

"Hehehehe! If you want revenge, then come and do it. Just in time, I can't wait to eat your soul!" Zhao Jue was not afraid at all.

"Chu Wei, although my junior brother was injured by you, as I said, he asked for it, no one is to blame!

The grievances between our Baizhan Sect and you have been wiped out with one stroke! "Xiao Zhanyun said to Chu Wei before the battle.

Chu Wei nodded and agreed.

He is not the kind of person who is completely unreasonable. Xiao Zhanyun is not targeting him, and he will naturally not find trouble to go against a top genius like Xiao Zhanyun!

Xiao Zhanyun and Zhao Jue looked at each other. Spiritual energy was brewing in their bodies, and a war was about to break out.

The crowd around them looked at the scene in front of them and then at Chu Wei. They originally thought that Chu Wei was going to fight four people one by one.

However, now there is a shocking turn of events. The other first-class geniuses are all taking action, but Chu Wei has become the most laid-back one.

Together with them, we became a crowd.

"Drink! See what Zhao Jue is really capable of now!" Zhao Jue shouted, and the black weapon on his body appeared on his back like a huge skull.

There are two points of blood-colored light in the skull, making those who see him tremble with fear.

"Everyone, please step back!" someone said.

Depending on the situation, the battle between Zhao Jue and Xiao Zhanyun was no small matter. If he was injured by the aftermath of the battle between the two, he might also be seriously injured.

As people retreated, Zhao Jue's body shook, and the skulls behind him turned into ten, ten turned into hundreds, and hundreds turned into tens of millions, densely packed into the sky.

"Go! Go and rip out his soul!"

Zhao Jue waved his hand, and thousands of skeletons headed towards Xiao Zhanyun with miserable screams like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Thousands of skeletons attacked, and the sinister wind gusted, making the surroundings look like a ghost killing people.

"Unparalleled combat skill—boxing!"

Xiao Zhanyun's eyes were dull and he simply punched. However, with such a simple punch, the entire space in front of him was shaken.

Countless amounts of Gang Qi surged out from the fists, destroying all the skulls in an instant.

The originally gloomy space immediately became clear.

"Demon heretic!" Xiao Zhanyun said coldly.

In the first blow just now, Zhao Jue's move was easily neutralized by Xiao Zhanyun.

"Hehehe, I just tested you. You are indeed strong enough. It seems that you are qualified to see 'it'!"

As Zhao Jueyin laughed, a mark of a small sword appeared on his forehead. The small sword was a long skeleton sword surrounded by black mist. The black mist around Zhao Jue's body emanated from the small sword.

"suck!"

Zhao Jue sucked on his forehead, and the small sword mark began to leave his forehead. As it left, the mark became larger and larger, and soon turned into a real skeleton sword in Zhao Jue's hand. .

When holding the long sword, the black mist around Zhao Jue became thicker, and at the same time, Zhao Jue's eyes, ears, and nose were filled with black mist.

At this moment, Zhao Jue was like a real 'devil'.

"Soul-Eating Sword? It's a weapon left behind by the evil heretic Old Man Soul-Eating 500 years ago! I didn't expect you to dare to merge with the Soul-Eating Sword. You have become a demon. I'm afraid you will kill all the people who come from the Chengtian Sect this time. Bar!"

Xiao Zhanyun asked coldly.