The sharp sword pierced through the void, and the speed was so fast that even a saint-level powerhouse could not avoid it.

Jiu Jian Xian's face was very cold, even when he saw that Huangfu Wu Wang had become a shield, he also stabbed the past without hesitation, for Gu Jian Xian, there was no reason to take back the arrow that was stabbed.

The purple thunder flashed away, and a touch of blood light shook the sky, and the cold murderous aura made the Yuan Shi Tianzun and the Lingde Saint tremble together.

"This... How could it be!"

Rao is a scheming of Yuan Shi Tianzun, looking at the scene in front of him, he also feels great horror.

It was not him who was cut off by the Wine Sword Immortal, but one of the arms of the Emperor Fu Wu Wang, and slashed against the neck of the emperor's biological father, who had fainted, and the viscous blood spurted out, causing Yuan Shi Tianzun's face to turn blue.

"Wine Sword Immortal, are you going to kill the biological father of that little child in Purple Lonely City?"

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, at this moment he felt the madness of these sword immortals.

"Heh, isn't this exactly what you want, old ghost? Rather than let your father's birth fall into your hands and be humiliated, it is better to die under the sword of the old drunkard, and make a name for yourself. ”

The eyes of the Wine Sword Immortal overflowed with scarlet cold light, and his eyes swept over the arm of the Emperor Fu Martial King, and his body shook, but he gritted his teeth and rushed out, the speed was as fast as lightning.

"Killing the gods, it's like a shock!"

The figure of the Wine Sword Immortal in the Sea disappeared again, Yuan Shi Tianzun's face was almost dripping, and he took out a magic trick with his left hand and wrapped himself inside.

At the same time, he dropped the severed arm of the Huangfu Martial King, and secretly cursed the bad luck, but he also had to parry the assassination of the ancient sword immortal, but the divine thoughts were still locked on the body of the Huangfu Martial King.

He didn't believe that the other party was really indifferent to Huangfu Wuwang, the emperor's biological father!

However, it turned out that he completely lost his mind.

Sting!

The shadow swept in his ears, and the screaming sound of ten thousand birds swept under his feet, and the sword directly pierced the shoulder of the Emperor Fu Wu on the ground, and the golden bones could be faintly seen in the blood shootout.

"Crazy! Are these ants of Heavenly Court completely insane after being cornered!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun's scalp was numb, although he thought that he had a variety of means to restrain the Wine Sword Immortal, but the other party's madness-like style of play made him feel palpitations.

He is the respect of saints, how can he be hurt by the mortals here, once he is forced out of the hole cards like Lingde, it will be difficult to suppress other saints in the future.

"Hey! I thought it was a hole card, but I didn't expect it to be useless, bad luck!"

Seeing this, Yuan Shi Tianzun no longer shrouded the divine thoughts on the body of Huangfu Wuwang, but sacrificed his own saint vessel Pangu Flag, and there was Ying Longshen watching on the side, so he couldn't help but be serious.

"Look at the moves! Wind and thunder peak, sword domain array, dragon slaying technique!"

Dozens of miles away, the Gu Sword Immortal's eyes crossed with an extremely hidden relief, but the movements in his hands were not the slightest bit sluggish, directly attracting the power of thunder punishment soaked in heaven and earth.

Around the Yuan Shi Tianzun, there were one hundred and eight thunderbolts rushing to the sky, intertwined with each other, forming an indestructible sword network, and the heaven and earth aura within a radius of thousands of miles were all snatched up.

Feeling the feeling of oppression transmitted from all around, Yuan Shi Tianzun's hair stood up, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

There is no flaw in this style of the Wine Sword Immortal, he has no other way but to resist, after all, the other party has already touched the threshold of the saint, and compared with him now, the gap is not worlds apart.

"Hmph! There are some tricks, but that's just Er'er. The strength of the saint, the holy weapon occupies one-fifth of the work, and you are destined to only look up to these mud legs that have climbed up from the small ends!"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, there was a light and shadow wheel condensed behind Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the Pangu banner above his head rose in the wind.

This style of the wine sword fairy is indeed strong, but the saint's weapon is in his hand, and if he wants to hurt his deity, it is a fool's dream.

"Let's see how Ben Sheng broke your sword array!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun's eyebrows danced wildly in the wind, his hands suddenly exerted force, and a dull and suppressed roar came out from the Pangu flag, and the heavens and the earth seemed to fall silent in an instant.

"Xuanwu?"

Ying Longshen, who had been oppressing the spiritual virtue of the Taiqing Sage with his momentum, suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the anger on his face flashed.

Pangu Banner is one of the first three treasures born after the opening of the sky, a top-level defensive holy weapon and a sealing holy weapon, similar to the Immortal King Ding, but slightly inferior.

Fang Cai's roar, if he heard it correctly, should be Xuanwu, one of the four holy beasts of the primeval period.

"No wonder Hongjun's old man has such a high opinion of him, he is still above the sky, and he silently imprisoned the Xuanwu Spirit, one of the four holy beasts, and he is really deep in thought. ”

With just one glance, he had already judged the fiasco of the Wine Sword Immortal, and the increase in Pangu Banner was so great that the gap between the two was completely widened.

If Yuan Shi Tianzun had an iron heart, he would only release the Xuanwu True Soul inside, and the Wine Sword Immortal would completely disappear from the sight of the world with these two floating lands.

However, his determination lasted less than three breaths.

Yuan Shi Tianzun was about to exert his might, and when he completely scattered the Thunder Punishment Sword Array, he suddenly staggered, spurting out a large mouthful of golden blood from his mouth, and looked at the black dagger interspersed through his chest in disbelief.

"You... You..."

The Emperor Fu Wu King, who should have been in a coma, was actually holding a blade in his left hand at this moment, supporting the ground with one leg, and inserting the jet-black dagger into his chest at a treacherous angle.

"Phew, old dog, I was so humiliated before, taste the taste of the present world, a lonely life for the burial of a saint, it is very cost-effective!"

Endless blood-colored anger brewed in the eyes of Huangfu Wu King, and his voice was full of madness.

After being detained by Yuan Shi Tianzun, even though he was extremely talented, in just a hundred years, he had grown to the peak level of the Heavenly Immortals, and no matter how much he tossed, he couldn't escape the clutches of the saint.

Taking advantage of the turtle breath method to close his own essence and pretend to be dead, he hinted to Gu Jian Immortal to cut off one of his arms, and even cut off most of the shoulder blades on the other side, just to paralyze Yuan Shi Tianzun.

In the fight at the saint level, one carelessness will pay a heavy price.

With an angry roar, Yuan Shi Tianzun kicked the Emperor Fu Wu King.

The cracking sound of bones like fried beans sounded, and the Huangfu Martial King was like a rag sack, crashing through several mountains, buried by countless rubble, and the dripping blood stimulated the ancient sword immortal's long hair to dance wildly.

"Die!"

The Thunder Punishment Sword Array was launched, and one hundred and eight indestructible Thunder Swords crossed and killed, endless tears drowned the angry Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the terrifying sword slashed the heavens and the earth.

After half a cup of tea, the aftermath of the concussion brought by the Thunder Punishment Sword Array slowly dissipated, and a terrifying pit with a diameter of thousands of miles appeared where Yuan Shi Tianzun was standing.

In the center of the sword array, a charred figure stood holding the Pangu flag.

After eating the killing move of the Wine Sword Immortal head-on, he was not even dead, the deep wounds on his body were intertwined, and the boiling breath weakened most of it, which was much more tragic than that of the Lingde Saint.

(End of chapter)