The momentum of the two was like the sky, their eyes flashed, confronting the void, exuding an aggressive momentum, shocking the heroes, and even attracting an existence comparable to Dao Ran, the combat power of this kind of person is not much worse than a doppelganger of the Holy Son.

"Leng Shaoxuan. Who is this person? Very unfamiliar, Nangong Yun's peak is really hidden deep enough, if he hadn't been forced out by the Broken Sky without a trace, I'm afraid he would have directly participated in the battle of the Holy Son in the future!"

Leng Shaoxuan is also one of the heroes in Zhongzhou, his combat power is monstrous, I am afraid it is no worse than Daoran, his eyes are full of solemnity at this moment, and he looked at Beiben Yundao, "This son is so terrifying, but I have never heard of such a person, the heaven-turning palm is extremely authentic, and the physical horror is no worse than that of a strong person at the level of the Holy Son, and he is actually wearing the king armor of the ancient era, how can the king armor that is not in the holy land be on him?"

The king's armor is on the body of the king of the previous generation, unless the king of the world has experienced the fall, otherwise the armor has been passed down from generation to generation, and it will not flow out at all, when the ancient real king's armor appears on Yun Yijian's body, this situation is even more shocking than the fall of the holy son's clone.

Everyone stared at the battlefield and found that the momentum of the two people was getting stronger and stronger, constantly rising, as if the god of war had descended into the world, a hundred miles apart as if it was close at hand, the space was torn and twisted by the majestic pulse, and the ripples of the Dao Road were set against the background of the moonlight, but they looked a little beautiful, only the Yun Yi Sword and the Broken Sky without a trace in the center of the battlefield knew the danger, and a carelessness was enough to cause the body to be torn apart and the body to disappear.

"Tyranny!"

The war knife in the hand of the broken sky without a trace changed, the white sword became blazing, illuminating this piece of heaven and earth, the eyes of the stabbing people were painful, and the domineering and unparalleled sword qi rushed into the galaxy, piercing the shackles, and the pulse rushed out of the knife, rolling thousands of miles of time and space, forming a divine dragon that stretched for hundreds of miles, directly cutting through the Eight Desolations and suppressing it.

"Da Luo Zhen Tianyin! Da Luo Yin!" Yun Yijian jumped up, his body as tall as a war spear galloped in the void like lightning, and his big palm covering the sky drove a canopy to fall, crushing towards the earth, time and space seemed to be crushed, and the sound was as powerful as the sky, stealing people's hearts.

"Da Luo Zhen Tianyin...... Which holy land disciple is he, why do you have so many secret techniques?" Bei Benyun was startled, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Whoa...... Boom Boom Boom ......

The heavens screamed, the laws retreated, time and space were shattered, the galaxy bathed in this world, the space that could have pierced thousands of miles at a glance was flooded with dust, and at this moment, only the body like two scorching suns danced in the void, and every blow shattered the wasteland.

"Hmph......" Yun Yijian snorted, and his powerful body couldn't withstand such an impact, comparable to the shattering of the bones of the sect's hands, and the essence blood fell to the earth along the armor, splashing dust all over the sky.

One blow retreats, flying upside down a hundred miles away, not daring to entangle for a long time, the power of the Holy Son cannot be blasphemed, even if he has a void body and a king's armor to bless his body, there are countless ways to directly kill his soul and vitality without a trace.

"Resist! The power of the Holy Son is challenged again, as long as he insists on three hundred moves, he will definitely become a saint-level figure!" Leng Shaoxuan's iron fists clenched, his face was heavy, one more saint-son-level figure meant that the number of kings was reduced by one more, and the pressure on them was extremely high.

"Hmph, I don't know whether you live or die, no matter which holy place you are, you will definitely die, if you dare to steal my holy land and don't pass on the secret arts, then I will sell a favor to the Nangong Holy Land and help them clean up the portal!"

"Clean up the portal, it's not your turn!" Yun Yijian looked at each other coldly, the Cloud Piercing Bow in his hand was torn into a full moon shape, and the majestic pulse power poured out, and the power emitted by the huge Cloud Piercing Arrow made Zhou Tian's time and space become a little unstable.

"Hehe, Daoran's Cloud Piercing Bow is also in your hand, I don't know how many people in the Holy Land you have offended, I will do a good deed today!"

"Who lives and who dies is not yet known, and the Holy Son is not forever invincible!" Yun Yijian roared, and the void body once again burst out with a breathtaking light, hooking the galaxy to roll and pour, and the cloud-piercing arrow accompanied by the void battle qi pierced through the Nine Heavens and the Heavenly River and shot directly at the origin.

"Retreat!" Zhuxiong had to stay away from the battlefield, for fear of being affected, with a trace of horror on his face, looking at the two of them like gods, unable to speak for a long time.

"Slash!"

Breaking the sky without a trace did not want to waste time, he shot with all his strength, and the sound shook into the sky, which made people feel a pain, and almost fell to the earth, and the divine weapon in his hand destroyed the eight desolate creatures, and the time and space were directly cut off, directly on the cloud-piercing arrow.

The collision between pulse power and pulse power, the contest between secret art and secret art, there is no luck, whoever loses and who dies, there is no technology at all.

Boom Boom Boom ......

As soon as the two collided, the impact force shot into the galaxy, the small stars in the void were involved, the immortal soil in the war zone was affected, and a ravine of thousands of miles appeared in the world, which was extremely deep, and the terrifying aftermath of the center of the battlefield was enough to kill the peak powerhouse of the refining god.

Burst......

The armor of the Yunyi Sword King exuded monstrous majesty, and the purple treasure qi swept towards the void, blocking wave after wave of impact, but even so, it was bloody in the void, and then the sky was wet with blood, and the word 'king' on the forehead was more clear and conspicuous.

"There are a lot of good things on your body, no matter where you are sacred, you will definitely be buried here today!" The body that flew upside down without a trace of the sky stopped inexplicably, and ran towards Yun Yijian at an even more crazy speed, and the war knife in his hand was close to Yun Yijian's heart.

"Since I can knock you back, then I can also kill you here! I will also be a burial saint today!" Yun Yi's sword is extremely powerful, and it is bloody, and the Void Clan can die or be defeated and cannot escape, and his eyes shoot out a fine light, with a strong aura of reincarnation.

"Burial of the Holy Saint! No one dares to say that you have become a Burial Saint in an era, are you the Holy Son?"

"Then try it! The road is always walked by people!" Yun Yijian paused word by word, closed his eyes, mobilized the inheritance of the Void Clan, and the law of the Great Dao and the origin were blessed all around, and the prestige completely covered the heroes, vaguely surpassing the clone of the Broken Sky without a Trace.

"He hasn't done his best yet!" Leng Shaoxuan looked at the battlefield in horror, trembling all over, feeling that this battle would definitely destroy the Eight Desolations, shatter the galaxy, and make Yun Yijian famous, looking down on the ancient battlefield.

"Let you see what the real invincible combat power is!" Yun Yijian's eyes competed, the light was compelling, his fingertips trembled, the cloud piercing bow disappeared in the palm of his hand, his face was dignified, his palms were sealed, his body was magnificent, and he shouted lightly, "In the name of my void, borrow the way of heaven and earth, the three thousand avenue technique, and cut the immortals!"

As soon as the words came out, Wan Dao surrendered, and the heroes fled frantically backwards, trying to avoid the land of right and wrong, all the creatures here could not avoid the catastrophe of life and death, as soon as this move came out, it meant that the two of them would definitely fall!