Chapter 1527 No One Survives

Just when the Four Killing Gods were about to take the knife with all their strength, they saw a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ji Wufeng's mouth, and he suddenly punched out with the fist that was not holding the knife.

This is Ji Wufeng's trump card. The power of chaos in his body has been useless. He is waiting for this moment to kill all the four killing gods!

The tyrant's fist with the aura of destruction came over, and the four killing gods were shocked. They already felt that the power of this punch far exceeded the threat brought by the magic knife to them.

There is no other way, the four killing gods can only give up resisting the magic sword and block Ji Wufeng's fist with all their strength!

boom……

Phew…puff…puff…puff…

The Four Gods of Killing suddenly vomited blood and were severely injured. The magic knife in Ji Wufeng's hand slashed down, trying to kill the four Gods of Killing with one strike. However, suddenly the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly condensed, and the attack of the magic knife in his hand also followed. One meal.

boom! .??.

There was a violent turmoil on the ground, and it felt like the entire ground was about to collapse. A huge ravine stretched forward crazily, and the bloody bodies of the Four Killing Gods lay inside, with shocking wounds on their bodies.

puff!

Ji Wufeng seemed to be exhausted, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground, unconscious. Before he passed out, he laughed in his heart, "Don't you dare to admit that you are in love with me?" Then I will force you to admit it.

Dahei roared crazily and rushed over.

"Boss, Third, Fourth!" A murderous voice sounded from the ravine.

Wuchen looked at the unconscious Ji Wufeng, but his face was full of bitterness, and said: "Do you really think I don't know that you are fully capable of killing all four of them? In order to deliberately leave one behind, you put yourself into this kind of situation. Do you think it’s really worth it?”

Unexpectedly, Ji Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes and grinned: "If I don't make myself a little pitiful, how can I know if you really love me?"

"How dare you lie to me!"

Wuchen was immediately furious, Ji Wufeng's expression changed, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhang's face also turned pale, and he smiled bitterly: "Even if I did it on purpose, the injury was real. I forcibly took back my power and suffered the backlash of the magic knife. Now a three-year-old child can kill me!"

"Do you think I will still believe you?" Wuchen snorted coldly.

This bastard was so abominable that there was no need for people from Sakura Temple to take action now. She wanted to kill this harmful person directly.

"Ji Wufeng, I want your life!"

With a mournful roar, the only surviving murderer among the four rushed over. His body was riddled with holes eroded by the magic sword, but there were no fatal wounds. With his tyranny, Strength, this level of trauma is nothing.

Ji Wufeng was different. The power of the magic knife was backlashed, and his meridians were reversed. If he continued to force his energy, there would be only one outcome, and that would be severed meridians!

So the current situation is that the surviving God of Killing still has the ability to kill, but Ji Wufeng does not. If there is no third party to intervene, Ji Wufeng will undoubtedly die.

Seeing the murderous god approaching with murderous intent, Ji Wufeng said with a mournful face: "My wife, if you don't save me today, I will really be killed by him, and you will have to be a widow by then!"

"Shut up!" Wuchen yelled.

From the time she entered Jialuo Temple to now, today was the day with the biggest emotional fluctuations for Wuchen. This was also the only time she spoke to someone in such a loud voice.

In the past, she was a saint who had no sorrow or joy, and was above all living beings. Now, Ji Wufeng has dragged her down from the altar, and she has become a woman no different from ordinary women.

Although she wanted to cut Ji Wufeng into pieces, she still stood in front of Ji Wufeng. After all, she still couldn't see this man die in the hands of others, even if he was about to die.

He could only die in her hands, although she very much doubted the idea.

Seeing Wuchen standing in front of him, the killing god sternly said: "Are you really going to tear up the alliance and become the enemy of Sakura Temple?"

Wuchen shook his head and said: "Wuchen has no intention of being an enemy of the Sakura Temple, but Ji Wufeng has a huge grudge against his master. Wuchen wants to take him back to the master and let the master punish him personally!"

"Hmph, I think you don't want to take him back to your master's door, but you want to elope with him, right?" the God of Death said angrily through gritted teeth.

Sonorous!

A cold light flashed from Wuchen's waist, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand. He pointed at the God of Death and said solemnly: "I must take him back today. If you insist on obstructing me, Wuchen will be offended!" "

"You two bitches, you all go to hell!" The god of murder was furious. Three of the four brothers had died, which had already made him lose his mind. He must kill Ji Wufeng today.

The violent energy surged forward with endless murderous intent, crushing Wuchen.

But then Ji Wufeng finally saw Wuchen's peerless grace.

I saw Wuchen's wrist shaking slightly, and the sword light soared into the sky, filling the sky like raindrops, everywhere, the light was dazzling and dazzling.

There are no fancy moves in this sword, it looks simple and direct, but it is also like an ethereal sky rain, indescribably agile and elegant, Wuchen is as quiet and elegant as ever.

Sonorous!

Wuchen's sword returned to his waist again. The posture was so handsome that Ji Wufeng was a little dumbfounded. He had never seen a girl be so handsome with a sword.

But what did she want to do by sheathing the sword so quickly? Is it just to scare people?

The violent aura of the God of Death suddenly collapsed, and the man suddenly stood still, his body slowly collapsed to the ground, his eyes widened with confusion and doubt in his eyes.

Ji Wufeng was shocked. I wiped it.

Got killed like this?

He had just fought against the Four Killing Gods. These four bastards were all powerful, but they were killed by Wu Chen with just one sword. Isn't this too perverted?

Ji Wufeng swallowed his saliva and said, "Can we discuss something?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Let's cancel the decisive battle in three days."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Nonsense, am I afraid of you? I'm injured. I won't recover in three days. Even if you win by then, it won't be honorable to me. I'm doing this for your reputation, lest anyone say you're adding insult to injury. , Victory without force!"

"You are right. The decisive battle in three days is cancelled. I will take you back to Jialuo Temple and let Master punish you!"

"That's okay. I have a good constitution and will definitely recover in three days. Let's continue the decisive battle."

Ji Wufeng broke out in a cold sweat. He could still gain some advantage in the fight with Wuchen. If he went to Jialuo Temple, he would probably be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs as soon as he entered the door by those old women who hated Ji's family to the bone.

"You have no choice!"

"I'm not going...Help...Someone is here...Someone wants to murder my husband...Oh no, why are you kicking me!"

Sakuragi was still drinking tea when someone came to report as quickly as possible, saying: "The four killing gods were completely wiped out, and no one survived!"

"What?"

boom!

Sakuragi finally lost his composure. He crushed the teacup in his hand and said in a deep voice, "This is impossible. With his strength, it is impossible to stop the Four Gods of Death."

The visitor shook his head and said: "Ji Wufeng brought the demon sword Muramasa!"

Sakuragi's expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Damn it!"

He had seen with his own eyes the terrifying power of Ji Wufeng's magic sword. It was definitely a god blocking the killing god, and a Buddha blocking the killing Buddha. It was not surprising that the four killing gods were completely annihilated.