A large black knife that exudes a sinister aura.

A golden greatsword that exudes the aura of justice.

Two completely different attacks, under Rize's shocked gaze, collided violently.

Thundered!

The ground shook violently.

A visible energy blast spread out, sweeping across a radius of hundreds of meters.

Rize and the others' faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly activated their true qi to resist this shock wave.

After a while, the aftermath of this confrontation faded away.

Then, it can be seen clearly.

The area that was shrouded by the impact wave just now is already flat ground.

It was bare, without snow or ice, and without stones.

I don't know where they were blown in the impact just now.

The entire ground seemed to have been slashed down by a sharp blade.

Seeing such destructive power, the five of Rize were extremely shocked and a little scared at the same time.

Because they thought that even if they tried their best, they would not be able to do such damage.

This also means that when Yan Xingzun fought with them just now, he didn't use all his strength, if Yan Xingzun used all his strength just now, the five of them would not only be injured, or someone would have died a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Rize and the others looked towards Yan Xingzun in the field.

However, at this moment, Yan Xingzun does not seem to be in a very good state.

He was half-kneeling.

His right hand supported his body with the Long Yuan Sword.

His eyes had darkened a lot, his breathing was a little slow and labored, and his face was pale.

At the corners of his mouth, blood spilled out.

At first glance, it was a minor injury.

On the other hand, Fuso Tengu.

Its form looks a little illusory, but its momentum is still strong.

Obviously, in the confrontation just now, Yan Xing respected the injury, and it was only a little injured, which did not affect its combat effectiveness.

"Well, it seems that you still have some strength, if you step into the realm of legends, maybe my body will not be your opponent when you come, but it's a pity, it's just a step behind......"

Tengu was suspended in the air, looking at Yan Xingzun, who was half-kneeling on the ground with a sluggish breath, and pretended to sigh.

Its eyes were full of pride and joy.

After all, killing Yan Xingzun meant that there would be one less powerful opponent in the future, and it would be able to take away the power of the dragon veins of the Kunlun Mountains later.

Once the power of the dragon vein arrives, it is absorbed.

Tengu is sure that its ontology can definitely break through to another level of strength.

At that point, it will be confident that there will be no one in the world to match it!

"How about it, Yan Xingzun, you are not my opponent, it is better to give up resistance obediently, in that case, I will give you a very comfortable way to die, otherwise, you will have to try what is called purgatory-like pain......"

Fusang Tengu stared at Yan Xingzun and said coldly.

It could feel that Yan Xingzun's current aura had dropped rapidly.

That powerful breath just now, like a burned-out oil lamp, withered!

Yan Xingzun in this state is even more unlikely to be its opponent.

Hearing this, Yan Xingzun slowly raised his head.

His face was still calm.

Slowly stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

And then on.

He used all his strength to stand up, his right hand supporting his body with the Long Yuan Sword.

At this moment, he was indeed seriously injured.

The unprecedented injury, his dantian was broken, his meridians were broken, and his spirit was extremely seriously damaged.

In fact, with his strength, he wouldn't have had to be so seriously injured.

It was only because before Fuso Tengu appeared, he emitted hundreds of sword qi, and the loss of true qi was too great, and then he would be so difficult to face Fuso Tengu.

But even if he was seriously injured, it was still impossible for him to bow his proud head in front of such a foreign barbarian.

Because he is Yan Xingzun.

The Chinese god of war Yan Xingzun.

He is the supreme leader of the Heavenly Sword, and what he represents is the dignity of Huaxia.

It is better to live standing than to bow to the enemy.

Not to mention that he himself is a strong man with arrogance.

It's just such an action.

Fuso Tengu read Yan Xingzun's heart.

It snorted coldly and said, "Since you are so stubborn, then I will let you try, what is called life is better than death!"

Airplanes!

After Fusang Tengu finished speaking, it stretched out a palm and grabbed it towards Yan Xingzun.

Seeing this scene, the five of Rize glanced at each other, and they all saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

After all, once Yan Xingzun died, for them, they would also have an extremely powerful opponent.

When the time comes, who else in Huaxia will be able to stop them?

You can do whatever you want!

Yan Xingzun's face was still calm, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a faint sense of bitterness.

Careless!

Unexpectedly, in the hands of these guys, there is still the trump card of Fuso Tengu, and he also underestimated the horror of Fuso Tengu!

Irrepressible.

He recalled in his mind the battle he saw at Jingniang Lake, where the young man used a powerful punch to break through the sound barrier with his body and beat Hong Liuding to death.

That kind of means, Yan Xingzun can also do it, but now combined with the terrible Fusang Tiangu, and the news he got before, that Qin Tianlong killed Fusang Tiangu once, Yan Xingzun really realized that there was a gap between himself and that young man.

It's a pity.

Maybe after today, I won't be able to meet that kid who hasn't met again.

I can't recruit him into the Heavenly Sword......

There is also the Heavenly Sword...... If you lose yourself, perhaps, your strength will be greatly reduced, or you will be replaced by other departments......

There is also Kunlun Ruins, if he dies, his influence may also decline......

A lot of thoughts flashed through me at this moment.

It's close.

It's closer.

The wind brought by the palm of his hand blew up Yan Xingzun's hair.

Shout!

Just when everyone thought that Yan Xingzun was dead.

Then......

Qiang Qiang ......

A loud phoenix roar suddenly resounded through everyone's eardrums.

Then, a white phoenix phantom flashed in the eyes of Rize and the others, and slammed towards the Fuso Tengu in mid-air.

Fuso Tengu's face changed slightly.

It snorted coldly, and the palm of its hand no longer grabbed Yan Xingzun, but changed direction, colliding with the phoenix phantom.

Boom!

A visible ripple of energy spread out.

Fuso Tengu's figure retreated in mid-air, and at the same time let out a muffled snort, as if he had suffered a suffocation.

A figure flew by at this moment.

came directly to Yan Xingzun's body.

It's delicate, but it's as thick as a mountain!

Looking at the figure in front of him with a silver green silk, Yan Xingzun was stunned.

Unexpectedly.

At such a critical moment just now, there was a helping hand!

(End of chapter)