The martial arts clones fell as soon as they entered the deep sea area. Su Han could even feel that before he died, even the big ship was split and completely exploded!

All dead!

"It seems that those guys are really awesome."

The light flashed in Su Han's eyes. He knew that something was wrong with Tianji Road. The people behind him would definitely know that sooner or later, and his own test would be clearer.

He said nothing, turned around and left, regardless of those who were still kneeling on the ground and worshipping himself as a god.

There is not much time left, so we must fight for time, this is a race against death!

at the same time.

Deep in the vast sea.

The mist is everywhere all year round, covering the sky and the sun. Even the powerful people in the Four Poles Realm will be greatly hindered by their vision when they arrive here, and they can't see anything clearly. When they are in it, they seem to be completely surrounded by something and isolate everything.

The five large ships exploded and four of them were all turned into pieces, scattered on the sea, floating and sinking. Even the sea water here was different from other places, as dark as ink, as if a layer of ink was floating.

On the last ship, Su Han's fifth clone, his body and head were different, and blood flowed all over the ground.

And the middle-aged man standing on the deck frowned.

"It's all clones, the inferior God-Splitting Art. I really didn't expect that someone in the captive farm would find it?"

His eyebrows were full of jokes, and there was more playfulness. It gave people the feeling that the hunter saw the prey he had been playing with for many years, and suddenly realized that he was being played with. The shock and difference would not be known what it would feel like.

"Three thousand great roads, three thousand small worlds, if you know that what you pursue for a lifetime is just the garbage we abandon, what would you feel?"

The middle-aged man's mouth was full of disdain, "It seems that the problem of Tianmeng is not small. Although I can't get over it, I still have to see it to avoid making mistakes. How can I explain it to the top?"

His body looked like fog, twisted and disappeared. The next moment, the big ship under his feet thundered and exploded violently!

"Bang--!"

Countless fragments scattered on the dark sea, drifting with the flow, but it is difficult to go further.

...

The entire Three Thousand Doors world has reached the extreme chaos, but at least, everyone has returned to Qingming Festival.

When they learned that the evil demon had melted, Tianming and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were not afraid of other masters, but they were helpless against such evil creatures. After all, what they pursued for their lives was released by evil demons, and they were even more proficient than them.

The only thing to solve when the evil demons dissipate is the Sword Sect!

Can Jian Gao sat on the stone chair of the head of the Sword Sect, as if he could still command the orders!

"No one can kill me!"

He roared loudly, his voice like a huge thunder, which made the hall shake a little.

"Canced Sword, are you still obsessed with it?"

Su Han walked in, followed by Tianming, Chu Tian, ​​Hemlock, the Four Sea Kings, Ning Que, Huang Ya Lao Dao and others!

A group of strong men stared at the Jianjian at the same time, with sharp eyes.

"The three ancestors of the Sword Sect have all fallen. What other waves do you think you can make?" Tien Shan sneered, pinched his fists, and his joints clattered, "Canced Sword, you have today too! Your Sword Sect has today too!"

When the Sword Sect destroyed the Rashomon, it was cruel and almost killed all the Rashomon!

At this moment, hemlock is so eager to fight back!

"Hahaha, evil devils should be killed! But my broken sword is not something you can kill!"

Canjian's face was ferocious, and there was still no recovery scar. He looked shocking. He sat on the stone chair of the head sect and didn't want to move at all. He sat in the position of the head sect for a lifetime, and even if he died, he would not want to give up!

All the three ancestors were dead, and the sword sect leaders outside were all killed one by one. I am afraid that the entire sword sect is the only one left!

He stared at Su Han, his eyes full of coldness: "Su Han, do you know, how much I want to kill you!"

"Clang!"

Su Han didn't have so much time to pay attention to him. With a wave of his hand, a long sword flew across and threw it in front of the Jianjian: "I don't want to waste time. You can commit suicide, you can be more decent."

At that time, the sword wanted to cut off one arm, but now, the sword wanted to commit suicide!

The face of Canjian was extremely blue!

He clenched his fists and looked at the sword that Su Han threw at his feet, his face twitching: "Su Han! Do you want to humiliate me again!"

"You are really not qualified to humiliate me now."

Su Han said lightly, "I don't have so much time to waste with you."

He glanced at Canjian and ignored it. There were so many masters here in heaven. Canjian could not fly today. Letting him commit suicide is considered to be a face. A generation of heroes is still a person in this world of Three Thousand Sects.

Su Han turned around and left, and he was so angry that Canjian's body trembled!

Now, can I not even have the qualification to become Su Han’s opponent?

Too much bullying!

"Su Han is easy to talk to, but we are not that easy to talk to!"

Hemlock stepped forward and shouted coldly, "Since you don't want to commit suicide, I will do it myself and send you on the way!"

In an instant, Chu Tian and others burst into terrifying murderous aura. Ning Que, Huang Ya Lao Dao and others even took out their spiritual weapons. If they want to take action today, they must completely kill the broken sword.

"Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze blows again. If you want to kill, kill him and let him die completely." Huang Ya's old man smiled, and the nine-section whip in his hand twitched, crackling, and the air was about to be ignited. "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Let's do it!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

For a moment, Tianming, Hemlock, Chu Tian, ​​the four sea kings, Ning Que and Huang Ya Lao Dao all took action.

The violent mysterious energy covers the sky and the sun, and directly completely covers the remaining sword!

Seeing the surging mysterious aura as surging as the tide, Canjian yelled: "No! No! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! My Sword Sect is the best in the world! My Canjian is the best in the world!"

"Boom--!"

The earth shakes!

The terrifying mysterious energy exploded, and blood suddenly scattered on the stone chair, the broken limbs and arms scattered all over the ground, and the broken swords were gone.

With this move, the power of many masters gathered together, how can the remnant sword resist?

"You should have died long ago!" Titan cursed angrily, and the anger in his heart was still hard to calm down. The sword sect was destroyed and the Jian Jian died. So what? The heads and disciples of his Rashomon could never survive again.

He saw that the Jianjian had one of his arm broken on the ground, and raised his fist and killed him: "Disappear completely from this world!"

He no longer lets anything related to the remnant sword stay in this world.

Boom!

The fist was so powerful that it was extremely terrifying. It punched out and hit the broken arm hard, but it could not break the arm at all.

"not good!"

Tianming and Chu Tian changed their faces and moved their bodies and rushed out immediately, but there was no time. The arm seemed to have life, and it soared into the air and disappeared without a trace in an instant!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!