"How can I spare you if I threaten my family?"

With Xiao Yun's somewhat crazy roar, Hong Shao's whole body suddenly had infinite formation patterns flickering, and the violent immortal qi was frantically absorbed into his body, making his cultivation seem to be growing rapidly, but Hong Shao's face was full of fear.

In just a moment, in the shocked and frightened eyes of everyone, Hong Shao's whole person suddenly exploded, turning into a blood mist, and countless runes flickered in the blood mist, and there was a force of annihilation, turning all the blood mist into ashes, and the eldest son of Hong Shao, who was still arrogant just now, was instantly scattered.

rumble

Xiao Yun's palm print collided with Zhong Xingliang, and the whole person was directly blasted into the mountain, but this time his arm was not half damaged, only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face became even paler.

And Zhong Xingliang was suddenly knocked back dozens of miles by this palm, his arm trembled, and drops of blood fell from his palm.

"What a bold little brute, die for the old man!"

Zhong Xingliang was suddenly furious, and roared, the space within a radius of hundreds of miles was instantly imprisoned, even the entire immortal mountain seemed to be suppressed by a powerful force, and the infinite immortal aura poured into Zhong Xingliang's palm, and the immortal mountain aura was instantly drained, making many strong people on the immortal mountain feel weak and looked at Zhong Xingliang in shock.

The space where Xiao Yun was located suddenly trembled, and the five of Yuhuatian and Hong Xianglin turned pale and retreated frantically, but fortunately, Zhong Xingliang had not lost his mind, but he only targeted Xiao Yun alone, and did not imprison them, so they escaped a catastrophe.

A punch of illusion

Xiao Yun's eyes were calm, his whole body was full of true yuan, his injured arms returned to normal in an instant, but he spat out several mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, although his face was still pale, but his breath was becoming more and more powerful, and he was not weaker than the peak powerhouse of the true god at all.

rumble

The earth-shattering sound came out, the space collapsed, the mountain was almost shaken, and the violent power swept out like a monstrous flood that burst the embankment, and Yuhuatian and the others, who were rapidly retreating, were all shocked, and sacrificed their magic weapons to resist the invasion of this force, and were directly lifted away, and those who were close to the mountain who had no time to escape were even more embarrassed, and many people were severely injured and vomited blood.

Thundered

And the space where Xiao Yun was located was completely shattered, and the power of space was raging, but Zhong Xingliang didn't care and rushed directly into that chaotic space, and suddenly more violent power came out from that chaotic place, and the two blurred figures staggered back and forth, I don't know how many times they collided, blood spilled, and the ferocious killing machine was vast for three thousand miles, and every drop of blood turned into an infinite blood shadow, and then fought together again.

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and countless strong people on the immortal mountain fled with frightened faces, on the mountainside of the immortal mountain, countless blood shadows fought desperately, and in the center of the countless blood shadows, it was a chaotic situation, and from time to time there were infinite terrifying murderous breaths overflowing, turning countless blood shadows into nothingness.

The god is strong, even a drop of blood, a hair on his body, is full of infinite power, can directly wipe out the true god powerhouse, Zhong Xingliang felt that Xiao Yun was very powerful, at least in the same rank, he thought that he was not his opponent, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yun's qi and blood were so strong, compared with him, the god, every drop of blood actually had no less power than his blood.

"Who are you, from which palace-level force in the human realm?"

After attacking with all his might, Zhong Xingliang could naturally see that Xiao Yun was not a qi practitioner, but an authentic martial artist, and he was definitely a core disciple-level martial artist among those palace-level forces, which made him have scruples in his heart, and the attack in his hand was a little slow, and he suddenly asked.

"I'm from the realm of life!"

However, Xiao Yun's answer was only one sentence, facing the upper heavenly gods, Xiao Yun was almost exhausted at this time, his face was as pale as paper, the true yuan in his body had been consumed by nearly eighty percent, and the power of his divine soul was almost dried up, so he had no strength to say another word.

"Since you don't know what to do, don't blame the old man for being ruthless. ”

Zhong Xingliang was still full of energy, and the attack in his hand suddenly increased, which made Xiao Yun suddenly rush to the pressure and greatly increased.

rumble

Another half an hour, a figure was blasted out of the chaos, backwards hundreds of miles and smashed to the ground, stirring up hundreds of feet of dust, filled with smoke, and then saw Zhong Xingliang walk out of the chaos, his face was gloomy, his body was also full of scars, there was a depression in his chest, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he had also suffered some injuries.

"With the realm of the gods, you can actually hurt the old man, you are indeed a peerless genius, but unfortunately, you don't know how to advance or retreat. ”

Zhong Xingliang's face was gloomy, he looked at Xiao Yun, who had fallen to the ground and couldn't move in the smoke and dust, and said coldly, and then a punch was blasted out, wanting to completely wipe out Xiao Yun.

Seeing Zhong Xingliang's fist approaching, a trace of fierceness flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, he was indeed not Zhong Xingliang's opponent at this time, but it didn't mean that he had no power to resist, at least, he had the confidence to pull Zhong Xingliang to die together.

The remaining True Yuan in his body was frantically squeezed by him, and the power of the Divine Soul in the Sea of Divine Soul Consciousness also began to surge, although it was very small, but it was enough for him to launch a secret method, urge the Xuanguang Palace, and give Zhong Xingliang a fatal blow.

But just as this fist was about to hit his body, above the void, a panicked sword qi shot out and shot on Zhong Xingliang's fist.

hiss

"Ah...... Who is it?"

A clear sword groan sounded, mixed with Zhong Xingliang's painful roar, and a figure above the void appeared from the space with a long sword in his hand, it was actually a young man wearing green clothes, with a handsome face and a hint of evil smile on the corner of his mouth, but the gaze in his eyes was a young man who had no emotion and was extremely calm.

The blood in the void was swayed, but no evil qi came out, it turned out that the sword actually split Zhong Xingliang's fist directly, but all the blood that flowed out of him was instantly annihilated by the infinite sword qi, and it seemed that Zhong Xingliang's fist that was split did not have any blood flowing out, but because of this, it showed that the wound he suffered was extremely serious, and the pain was even more intense.

"The Taishang Holy Palace forgets the love of the sword and seals the gods. ”

The young man's voice was like his gaze, without the slightest emotion, as if he felt that he should have said so, and so and so without any consideration.

"Feng Shenzi, this kid is from the Taishang Holy Palace?"

Zhong Xingliang's pupils shrank, and he looked at him with great solemnity, his heart was full of turmoil, he didn't expect to meet this guy here.

The eight palace-level forces in the human realm, in addition to the terrifying-level existence of the human palace, which is beyond the three thousand worlds, it is said that the most feared thing in the god realm and the immortal and demon realm is this Taishang Holy Palace, which is divided into a sword path and twelve palaces, and the twelve palaces are Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, In the name of Hai, he advocates the practice of miscellaneous studies in the world, whether it is alchemy, alchemy, or formation, soldiering, the art of hundreds of workers, etc., there are people who practice, and they must reach a very high level to be able to walk out of the palace gate and walk the world.

And the first line of kendo is to specialize in swordsmanship, and all of them practice the way of the sword, forget the emotion, abandon all personal emotions, and even some people practice to the end, directly erasing their sanity, only the obsessive pursuit of swordsmanship, once the battle is absolutely unstoppable, not afraid of death.

On the extraterritorial battlefield, many of the high-ranking generals in the human realm alliance are from the Taishang Holy Palace, and many scouts on the front line are from the sword path, which makes the god realm and the immortal and demon realm extremely jealous, and it is not an exaggeration to talk about the tiger's color change.

Being able to walk out of the Taishang Holy Palace, this divine son must be the core disciple of the Taishang Holy Palace, and looking at his cultivation, Xiao Yun couldn't help but be extremely surprised, this person is not much older than Xiao Yun, but his cultivation has reached the realm of the four heavens against the sky.

"No, but he's a warrior, so, fight me, or die!"

Feng Shenzi spoke, and the long sword in his hand slashed out again.

A silver sword qi burst out, instantly turning into a thousand-zhang giant sword, as if it was a substance, expanding the space and cutting off time, at that moment Zhong Xingliang had a feeling, as if he had been killed by this giant sword, before he saw this sword, he was already dead, this is of course an illusion, but it is extremely real, Zhong Xingliang has a feeling that he can't resist, let alone resist.

"Is it really that I Zhong is weak and can be bullied?"

Zhong Xingliang was extremely angry in his heart, Feng Shenzi's style can be described as extremely domineering, although he knew that almost everyone in the Taishang Holy Palace was so virtuous, but on himself, he still couldn't stand it.

As he spoke, his movements were not slow at all, a crystal snow-white arm bone appeared in his hand, only to listen to the words in his mouth, the arm bone was emitted a white light, guarding him inside, at the same time, above his left hand, there was another landscape painting, the input of divine power, instantly increased by hundreds of zhang, towards the sword qi, and a slender needle-shaped treasure that did not know the material, the breath emitted was the most terrifying, it turned out to be Zhong Xingliang's natal artifact.

The long sword sword qi stabbed on the mountain and river map, and burst out of the Dao Dao strong light, and the scattered sword qi actually cut through the space, shattering it like a mirror, and countless mountains in the mountain and river map were annihilated by the sword qi, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the sky and the earth were cracked, but before Zhong Xingliang could feel distressed, the second and third sword qi followed, shattering the entire mountain and river map, turning it into fragments and falling to the ground.

bite

Immediately after, the sword qi collided with Zhong Xingliang's celestial artifact, and a sword qi slammed into the white light body shield.

burst

Zhong Xingliang spat blood from his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, and an extremely slight crack appeared on the Heavenly Artifact that was slashed by a sword qi, making his face change greatly, and his eyes showed a ruthless and determined look.

burst

Another mouthful of blood spit out, but this time it was Zhong Xingliang who took the initiative to do so, spit out a mouthful of essence blood and sprayed it on the natal celestial artifact, and saw that the needle-like celestial artifact suddenly turned into a hundred-zhang long supernatural divine needle, bombarding the space, Zhong Xingliang, whose face was even paler, urged the celestial artifact to drill directly into the spatial crack and disappeared, and at the same time, the white arm bone also rushed towards Feng Shenzi, and exploded, knocking him back for dozens of miles.

By the time he turned around, Zhong Xingliang no longer knew where he had run, the strength of the upper heavenly god powerhouse was not weak after all, although he was not his opponent, but if he was bent on escaping, even he was helpless.

Glancing at Xiao Yun, who had almost recovered and was sitting cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds, Feng Shenzi nodded, and disappeared into the distance expressionlessly.