Chapter 1164 Killing the Six Remnant Gods

When the six evil gods heard this, endless resentment immediately appeared in their eyes.

The disciple of the Buried Sword Pavilion said, "I didn't expect you, Jian Wufeng, to be so cold-blooded and treat our lives as worthless. If that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Jian Wufeng, you are a human now. If other open-eyed remnant gods know about this, you will definitely die without a burial place."

Jian Wufeng smiled and said, "It's a pity that other open-eyed remnant gods can no longer know."

The six evil remnant gods were startled and looked shocked: "Jian Wufeng, do you want to kill us? So you came here specifically to kill the six of us."

"It seems that you are not too stupid."

"You are too arrogant. Do you think you can kill the six of us by yourself?" The disciple of the Buried Sword Pavilion sneered, "The six of us have passed the test of the Fighting God Arena. Which one of us is weaker than you in terms of talent? In terms of strength, we are all first-level saints. What can you do to us?"

Jian Wufeng said, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Die. Traitors deserve to die!"

As soon as Jian Wufeng finished speaking, he started.

"The Holy Land of Wufeng, the Sword Demon Seed, Ten Thousand Swords Like Flowers!"

Jian Wufeng's clothes fluttered, and a sharp and terrifying black gas enveloped the area of ​​ten feet, surrounding the six evil remnant gods.

The floor under the feet of the six people immediately disappeared and turned into an abyss, and countless sharp swords were inserted into the abyss.

The six evil remnant gods were horrified.

"Everyone, quickly open the Holy Land and interfere with Jian Wufeng. If you fall into his Holy Land, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

"Hmph, Jian Wufeng is looking for death! He dared to release the Holy Land in front of the six of us. The six of us will work together to defeat his Holy Land and deal him a fatal blow!"

"Good!"

The six evil remnant gods worked together to open the Holy Land at the same time, and suddenly the colorful Holy Land appeared in the Holy Land of Wufeng.

The seven Holy Lands collided with each other, triggering terrible fluctuations.

Fortunately, Mochuan City was in chaos at this time, and there were many middle-level and high-level saints, so not many people paid attention to Jian Wufeng's movements.

Jian Wufeng smiled and said, "You six should not waste your energy. My Wufeng Holy Domain is not that fragile."

"Wufeng Holy Domain, the flower of sword intent, bloom!"

The black Wufeng Holy Domain quickly gathered. At the same time, the countless swords squeezed each other, making a heart-pounding friction sound, and a stream of sharp black air rolled towards the six Xie Canshen.

Their bodies were immediately covered with black sword patterns.

"What is this?" The six people were horrified and kept rubbing their skin with their hands, but the sword pattern could not be erased.

Some people even cut off their arms directly and used their lifespan to restore them, but the sword pattern still remained on his hands.

This weirdness made the six people feel cold.

Jian Wufeng raised his head slightly, and the black small sword on his forehead rotated rapidly and turned into a sword flower.

At the same time, the sword patterns on the six evil remnant gods also quickly grew black leaves like seeds taking root and sprouting. These leaves had a metallic texture, like sword blades, and grew rapidly the moment they grew out.

"No, no, get out of my way!" The six evil remnant gods kept bombarding the black flowers.

But it was useless. Even if they killed their flesh, the flowers of the sword blades would continue to bloom on the new bodies.

Even if they abandoned their flesh, the flowers of the sword blades would still use their holy souls as the source of power, take root, sprout, grow leaves and bloom.

The six evil remnant gods were all holy monarchs, but they were helpless and powerless in the face of this situation.

This strange power was beyond their imagination.

The disciples of the Buried Sword Pavilion knew they were no match for them, and immediately knelt down in front of Jian Wufeng: "Master Jian, I know I was wrong, you are so generous, please forgive us!"

Jian Wufeng sneered: "Admit your mistakes humbly, but never repent. This is probably what I mean by people like you. Even if I let you go, you will still hate me and will never realize that the fault lies with you. It is a shame that my Buried Sword Pavilion has produced people like you."

"Die, Death Sword Flower, Kill!"

Jian Wufeng waved his right hand, and all the sword blade flowers on the six people bloomed completely. One after another, the cold and dark sword blades pierced out, chopping the six people's bodies, holy souls and even the eyes of God into pieces.

The six evil and remnant gods fell instantly.

After Jian Wufeng put away the Wufeng Sword Domain, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and suffered a serious injury.

Although this move is powerful, Jian Wufeng is only a first-level Saint Lord after all. The six evil remnant gods were originally first-class genius masters in the Nebula Continent, with extremely high talents. It is too unrealistic for him to be unscathed when fighting against six.

Jian Wufeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "The Saint Lord of Honglian City has already invaded Mochuan City. The three city lords and twelve commanders must have fought with many human Saint Lords. My top priority now is to find Qingling. If she dies unexpectedly, it will be difficult to explain to Sister Qingluo. And Li Hanxue, I don't know if he has escaped from the Land of Remnant Gods. But this guy will definitely not die, so I don't have to worry about him."

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