Rebirth Zuo Wei

Under the intervention of Zuo Wei's powerful strength, Heaven's Punishment Prison appeared one after another. It didn't take long for these people to be killed, and those who wanted to escape were all killed by Zuo Wei in the periphery, like a space prison. Jailbreaker, kill!

In the sky, there were still spotless white clouds, but everyone's bodies were more or less stained with blood, and Zuo Wei, dressed in a captain's uniform, was as white as snow.

Standing quietly in the sky, like a lonely swordsman, disappearing from the crowd.

"Now I know why the Zongmen let her be our commander. In the future, everyone in the Jianzong will have to follow her orders." A guardian of Mianjunfeng said softly.

"Let's go, find a place to cultivate!" Zuo Weiwei ordered, and the mighty sword cultivator stepped on the flying sword, swiped, and flew away from the sky, while the ground was full of corpses like Luo Sen's hell...

Zuo Wei thought to himself, although he used the Heaven's Punishment Prison, he restrained the power, otherwise there would be far more than 50 people... This is also to keep some cards for himself...

The strong ones in the distance sent messages to others one after another.

Jianzong won Zuo Wei, who seems to have a black treasure, and his combat power can be called the peak of the dust-free realm!

In the mansion, teahouses and other places, people are talking about this battle, usually in surprise, panic, and stunned: "Impossible, she is only 17 years old!"

"Apparently it's bragging, how is it possible."

"There is a limit against the sky!"

"It's not true. It is estimated that Fazong exaggerated the truth and tried to cover up their incompetence."

And when Jin Wuji and the others received the news, they were also stunned, it's impossible... how is it possible...

The entire Eastern China is paying attention to this earth-shattering Zongmen war, and Zuo Wei's battle shocked everyone, more than 300 vs 500, less than 1000 people died, 500 million people were wiped out, and Zuo Wei only People, killed more than 200 million people, what a terrifying record, compared to Jianzong's original record of killing more than 20 people and annihilating 1000 million people, of course, it was the achievement of the only person on the left, I am afraid Sword sect is unmatched by anyone...

"This kind of genius, if not killed, will be a nightmare in the future."

"Must be killed!"

Jian Zong thought about crossing the cliff, and the wind and clouds were surging, and the atmosphere of the strong inside seemed to have begun to freeze and confront each other...

"This Zuo Wei must be protected."

"Whether you want to bring her back, that guy Feng Daoling will definitely intervene."

"No, that person has an order to let Zuo Wei break in by himself, and Feng Daoling probably didn't guess that it was not him, but the one who was looking at him."

"Heh, it depends on the finale this time, what big changes will happen to my sword sect!"

"Get rid of the dross and keep what's left. Naturally, it is the essence. Our Sword Sect has gone through a long period of time. If we don't transform, we can only destroy it."

"But this guy Feng Daoling has done too much, I'm afraid it will become difficult to control."

"Be careful, suddenly let Zuo Wei have an accident, otherwise he will get angry, and we will all die."

No matter what, Zuo Weide's army has arrived in a wilderness. Her task is to garrison the northeast direction. The task is very heavy, and she herself is under pressure. However, in such things as fighting, it is either victory or defeat, and it doesn't matter what means...

The team was stationed to rest. Although the death rate was very low, most of them were still injured. The most important thing is to restore the strength of the sword...

At night, the tall weeds are swaying with the wind, and the moon hanging high in the sky is like the pupil of a hungry wolf, shining with a faint cold light, and from all directions, the howling of wolves and monsters can be heard from time to time, shrill and sharp …

However, with so many sword cultivators here, everyone is fearless.

Zuo Wei, who was sitting cross-legged on the small soil slope, suddenly moved his eyes, turned his head to look into the distance, and said to Ji Xuege and the others indifferently, "I'll leave, you stay where you are and stand by."

"Yes." Ji Xuege nodded.

The leader of Zongshi Peak is Han Qi, and the leader of Mianjun Peak is Ye Linfeng. The two of them have long been convinced of Zuo Wei, so they naturally nodded solemnly.

Swipe, Zuo Wei disappeared in place...

A thousand meters away from the station, Zuo Wei appeared high in the sky, his clothes were blown violently by the cold wind on the wilderness at night, and he stared straight ahead.

Suddenly, a flash of light that was as fast as lightning instantly penetrated the space where Zuo Wei was, and Zuo Wei's body collapsed into shattered lotus petals, puffing, a huge crescent sickle whirled, and returned to a black robed man who suddenly appeared high in the sky In the palm of his right hand, he was tall and straight, with a black hat covering his head, but his handsome and charming face had a sly smile on his face, and the huge scythe in his right hand shone coldly.

"Hehe, not bad!" The words were frivolous, and his eyes swept over Zuo Wei.

Zuo Wei appeared a hundred meters in front of him, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "You're not bad either."However, is this person sent by Fazong?

"The number one genius of mankind in Eastern China, let me see what kind of genius he is!"

Whoosh, Zuo Wei was locked on by the terrifying cold knife intent, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed. Countless long knives floating in the air appeared beside him. He is ready to move towards her, and wants to chop her into pieces with a sense of crisis.

"Haha, this is the domain of my sword, Zuo Wei, you are dead!"

Bang, all the knives moved, Zuo Weiyi didn't move, but closed his eyes.

"Mood state, all illusions are illusory, as long as it is true to the heart, it will not be shaken!" Li Yunbai once experienced Zuo Wei's state of mind, and this sentence is what Li Yunbai once said.

Karma, when all the knives were slashing at Zuo Wei, Zuo Wei turned sideways suddenly, opened, drew his sword, clang!Blocking one of the long knives, the long knife suddenly turned into a crescent sickle, and the man's face appeared in surprise.

"You are not affected by the domain phantom sword, but you are still doomed!"

"Let's talk!"

Boom!The field was shattered, the bloody field opened up, Zuo Wei fought fiercely with the man, long swords, sickles, murderous intentions everywhere, the weeds in the low altitude were oppressed by the powerful momentum, and they all pressed down...

The man is at the peak of the Dust Realm, with majestic energy, and the scythe in his hand is extremely lethal. He is a martial artist who walks the path of the sword. What dare not underestimate is that his fighting ability is extremely strong.

Clang, clang, clang!

"Ha, cheers! Come again!"

"Excellent, ha, this sword is really good!

"Woman, give me a trick!"

The man was full of fighting spirit, shouting excitedly, Zuo Wei had no choice but to think in his heart that this is a Wu lunatic...but he also became vigilant.

I saw the man's body bowed slightly, and the air around him seemed to be compressed. It was extremely condensed, and when it was compressed to the extreme, it exploded! "Scythe of Death!" Like a death trial, the scythe in the man's hand suddenly changed into phantoms, swiping, thousands of phantoms? !

Imaginary?Hallucination?

No, it's all true, the sense of crisis sensed from all directions proves that these thousands of phantoms are real physical attacks!And each of them has a combat power approaching 20!fear!

Qiang—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————Swirly, thousands of swords, "Thousand Rain Sword!" There was a gap, and the man's eyes turned cold, thinking that this Zuo Wei was really difficult to deal with, and then the figure turned into an afterimage, and a dagger with a gorgeous palm appeared in his hand, the tip of the dagger was quenched with black viscous venom, tearing and pulling, it was extremely tyrannical The aura was released from his body, and he appeared in front of Zuo Wei in an instant. The dagger stabbed at Zuo Wei, clanging, the sky sword blocked the dagger, and then the man's neck felt cold, and two words came from his ear: "Instant Kill!" Suppressed by the unparalleled will of the sword, the man's hair stood on end, and all the energy in his body suddenly circulated: "Disillusionment", brushing, the body suddenly dissipated.

Puchi, the man appeared [-] meters away with a terrified face, it was too terrifying, the strength of this Zuo Wei...

"The speed is not bad!" A faint sentence, the man has not yet reacted, bang!He was slapped heavily by Qianfoyin, and he fell to the ground like a shell from a high altitude. He was attacked by Wan Yang's pure power without any defense. Lightly landed on the ground, dragging the Sky Sword, the tip of the sword made a straight line on the ground...

Looking at the man with deep eyes, he was about to raise his sword...

Suddenly, a strange figure appeared behind Zuo Wei, his palms turned into claws, and he grabbed Zuo Wei's back...

Puchi, Zuo Wei's body collapsed directly: "Huh?" The figure was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly looked behind him, and a sword struck!

pound!Attack!

Zuo Wei flew upside down, turned around, and stood a hundred meters away in the air, while his figure trembled and took a step back.

The thin red lips chuckled, and the long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Hehe, you already knew?" The face of the figure became clear under the bright moonlight, and he was an extremely handsome man. If it is cold and evil, then this white-clothed man is romantic and enchanting.

The white clothes are like snow, but there is a hint of lust in the eyes, Zuo Wei waved his hand in disgust, and the pink gas stained on the arm collapsed.

"A man from Huanximen? Seeing how you dress up, it should be Ye Ziqiu, the demon fox from Huanximen, a half-step king... Hehe, you really think highly of me."

Ye Ziqiu smiled lightly, stroked the tear mole at the corner of his eyes with his finger, cast a sidelong glance at the man with the scythe who had struggled to get up from the ground, and said contemptuously, "Even the scythe in the Xiehuang Pavilion is no match for you, and I have already underestimated you, but today That's it, your appearance is very good, it is the most perfect I have seen in a hundred years, and it must become my collection."

Zuo Wei sneered, Ye Ziqiu, known as the demon fox, is one of the elders of the Huanximen, and his strength ranks first among the elders.