Although it is only one meter tall, the light at this moment seems invincible in the eyes of everyone!

His eyes were only three feet above the ground, he made gestures with his hands, and his white clothes were covered with white light.

In an understatement, he slapped out with another palm.

"The Taoist Lord is immeasurable!"

The Taoist used the peach wood sword in his hand as a pen and the void as paper, and his face was serious and pious, and quickly wrote a word Tao, with his index finger and middle finger together. On the peach wood sword, blood stained the peach wood sword, and the light flashed, penetrated the word Tao.

Everything comes slowly, but in fact it's just a blink of an eye.

"go!"

The word Tao turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the light. Before it was approaching, a loud bang had already been heard.

Boom boom!

The shadow of the palm was blocked, and the Taoist was bullied, and the peach wood sword lingered in the desolate sword intent, piercing directly, piercing through the shadow of the palm.

The withered and decaying artistic conception spreads rapidly.

The shadow of the palm gradually turned yellow, like quicksand, swept by the wind, and the smoke disappeared.

"Stop life and death, walk on Yin and Yang, Qimen Dunjia, Lianshan Guizang, and kill the heaven and earth with one sword!"

A kitchen knife lies across the world, and everything in the world seems to no longer exist, only this kitchen knife!

It slowly fell down, and the sharp edge that was so dazzling that it was hard to open its eyes, and the murderous intent was blooming.

The sword light passed by, and the heaven and earth were divided into two sides, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, one life and one death.

laugh!

A strand of broken hair and a piece of robe slowly fell from Mang's body.

The knife light dissipated and the kitchen knife disappeared.

Everything seems nothing unusual.

Mang's eyes were filled with anger.

"The man who credits the knife is really annoying."

This sword not the Mang itself, but his luck, future, and recognition of the world.

Mang could feel that this world seemed to be repelling itself, and the movement of energy was no longer so smooth.

"The hatred of the world, the resentment of all things, stare into the abyss!"

A dark eye appeared quietly above the head of Tianqi’s mother-in-law.

The eyes opened and closed, filled with endless resentment and anger, as if they hated everything in the world.

Blood was spreading in the eyes, and a black beam of light suddenly enveloped the light.

Qiu Hentian had already been holding back his ultimate move. The God-casting Sword drew a circle in the void, as if the void had been cut and torn apart. The small circle became a black hole, like a heart, pounding and shrinking continuously.

"The gods cast space, and the holy is not exempt!"

In the black hole, black ripples spread out. Every time the black hole contracts and jumps, the ripples spread around, spreading towards the room where the beam is located, causing the void to tremble again and again.

"Juewu! Golden Ge! Tengyun! Killing Spirit!"

Xu Yi held the Mutian Gun in his hand, his body swaying, as if he was dancing, and his feet were constantly waving.

Around him, light spots like stars flashed and condensed, and more and more.

It is one of Xu Yi's unique tricks, the Shocking Swordsmanship.

"Shocking!"

When all the light spots were outlined by silk threads, a phantom of the knife holding the unpredictable aura appeared in front of Xu Yi.

The phantom slowly swung his sword in the direction where the light was.

Every minute the blade falls, the tremor will worsen.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

The ice crystal sword in Shen Zhuo's hand, with the tip of the sword facing upwards, floating in the void.

Countless phantoms of ice crystal long swords were arranged in sequence to form a circle.

The dense ice crystal sword swept wildly, with an irresistible momentum, showing its sharp edge that pierced the world and headed straight for the light.

"Blood Yang Refining God!"

Fallen Winter, wearing the armor of the dragon, waved the painting halberd, and a blood-colored sun rose from behind him, emitting an astonishing aura, with an unpredictable face appearing, ferocious and terrifying.

When the blood-colored sun rose for more than 30 meters, it suddenly hit the light.

All kinds of bright lights bloom, and the heaven and earth are all lost.

Tens of thousands of masters were filled with blood and their hearts were swaying.

Seven lowest sixth-grade war god-level powerhouses besiege a nine-grade peak master.

Such a terrifying battle is hard to see once in a lifetime.

And they were fortunate to witness it with their own eyes!

Boom!

After a long time, an unprecedented shocking explosion rang out.

Everyone's ears were buzzing, and no sound could be heard in a short period of time.

The earth trembled, and the sound of a dragon roar was faintly heard.

Everyone stood unsteadily under their feet, stumbled, quickly lifted their energy and forced themselves to stabilize their bodies.

The waves of air visible to the naked eye spread in the void, and not far away, the towering pavilions disappeared from a certain part.

It was like a sand painting, which was gently wiped away without leaving any trace.

I can't imagine how many people would evaporate instantly if this wave of air spreads on the ground!

"Is Mang dead?"

As the smoke and dust rolled, many people's eyesight had been affected.

The entire Tianlong, or the entire world, countless people watched the battle nervously.

Beneath so many terrifying moves, is the ninth-grade peak master who is invincible in martial arts dead?

Huhu...

A strong wind swept through.

The smoke and dust dissipate.

When everyone saw the seemingly humble figure, their hearts were chilling.

He is not dead!

Not only was he not dead, but he seemed to have never changed his clothes in the slightest!

All attacks are invalid to him?

"How is that possible!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

The ninth-grade peak master is very strong, but he is not a god!

How could so many terrifying attacks have no effect on him?

There is silence between heaven and earth.

Only the white clothes, with their eyes closed, were still making gestures.

Twelve directions, three major war zones, and 600,000 troops have all been in place.

The son is in the air, the Vermilion Bird is in the air.

In an ugly position, a spear spreads across the sky.

In the Yin throne, the white tiger roared wildly.

In the position of Mao, a face without facial features quietly emerged.

The white tiger steps on the sky.

The long sword exudes endless sharpness...

Twelve directions, the spirit of the twelve battle formations!

"twist!"

The white-clothed face was solemn and said with a coquettish voice.

The already extremely rich blood evil aura was shattered by madness, and you could vaguely see the stars in the sky in the night sky.

Di Hao's eyes showed anxiety, tension and concern: "Master Mang!"
To be continued...