The young man in spirit also looked solemn. Facing a person who had mastered the eternal realm of swordsmanship, even if her strength was suppressed by the lower saint, it was not so easy to deal with. The young man thrust his sword and the sword suddenly changed again in the middle, shaking out dozens of blood-colored and radiant death rule sword flowers to resist the eternal power of swordsmanship.

"Pushpeng~~~"

The sword flower collided with the sword torrent, and loud noises broke out. The spirit-raising boy was very smart and was about to leave. The first move was just to test Dongfang Rong's strength. With the sword intent, he rushed into the air and attacked again. The long sword buzzed and burst out with the will of death that soared into the sky. You could even faintly see a ghost magic holding the sword blade and slashing towards Dongfang Rong below.

Dongfang Rong shouted lightly, raised her hand and used the eternal power of swordsmanship again. For a moment, the rules around her body were swept by, and countless torrents surged, forming a terrifying sword intent storm sweeping away, making the sword of the spirit-raising boy unable to attack.

After repeated repetition, the young man in Lingling failed to break through Dongfang Rong's defense for dozens of moves, and Dongfang Rong seemed to be afraid of the strong power of death rules and did not dare to act rashly.

I frowned and sent a message to the Shen Tengshu and said, "In this way, Dongfang Rong will definitely be defeated."

"That's right."

The voice of the Divine Vine Tree was like a silk thread coming into my ears: "If you look at Xiaoxuan seriously, mastering the eternal power of swordsmanship does not mean that you are invincible in the world. In this case, you will end up with a crushing defeat."

"Shouldn't we take action?"

"You can take action, but that is a humiliation to her. The battle of the titled saint of the Dongfang family will not allow others to intervene. Moreover, this is also a cause and effect. Xiaoxuan, if you master the fire of the world, you should also understand some true meaning from the fire of the world. The world is rolling, how much can the practitioner intervene?"

"Um."

While speaking, Dongfang Rong continuously used the power of the eternal torrent of the swordsmanship, which directly led to the emptiness of the holy power. The eternal torrent of the swordsmanship consumed very much the holy power. Moreover, she was suppressed at this time in the lower saint realm. Of course, she could not use the torrent of the swordsmanship as she wished. Instead, the spirit-raising boy became stronger and stronger. Finally, the power of the death rule burst out with one sword, shocking Dongfang Rong back.

"puff……"

Dongfang Rong vomited blood and was already injured.

The young man in spirit looked downright proud and said, "Grandma, you seem to have forgotten that this is the vortex of the void, and it is my battlefield. You have only opened up twenty-nine holy veins and eight levels of Qi Sea. With such a foundation, you dare to use swordsmanship to be enemies with me forever? Now, since you are defeated, die!"

"Swish~~~"

The bright light surged, and the young man raised thousands of sword waves with his sword, rolling endlessly, directly submerging Dongfang Rong's body. The protective Tiangang of the titled saint was broken at the first time, and then dense sword scars appeared on his body, blood splashed, and fell into the cemetery below.

"don't want……"

Dongfang Wan took a direct move and attacked the young man with a long sword. The sword path was extremely cruel. With a "puff", it actually pierced through the young man's eyebrows and shattered his entire head into pieces.

"snort!"

Seeing the tragic death of a young man with spirits, Ru Zun sneered and said, "This person underestimated the enemy too much. He was not wary of other people's attacks. He died to the point of being pity. However, Dongfang Wan, you dare to act without hesitation before it was your turn. Do you take me seriously? Demon Lord, take action."

“…”

Silently, the body of the Demon Lord fell from the sky, his palms opened, and the blood-colored demonic air flow rotated, and suddenly fell on the head of Dongfang Rong, who was severely injured. With a loud "puff", the poor Dongfang Rong was shattered without saying a word, and her flesh and blood turned into blood and fell into the cemetery.

So cruel!

I took a deep breath and frowned. The Demon Lord's sneak attack was far beyond our expectations. He took a bold move, causing a titled sword saint to fall in the exile place. Everything happened in front of me. The feeling of shocking the soul was indescribable. Dongfang Rong's death was really a serious blow to our morale.

...

"Next."

Ruzun's eyes were cold and said, "The painting saint Xu Hu, I heard that you have great paintings. Since that's the case, can you be willing to give me advice and discuss with me these unsavvy disciples?"

Xu Hu frowned, held a brush with a flashing spiritual pattern in his hand, and said, "That's great!"

"very good."

After Ru Zun's eyes, one of the dozens of spirit-raising boys stepped out of the air, holding a brilliant battle axe in his hand, and his body was filled with a very thick breath of death rules. His figure was also very tall, nearly two meters tall, covered with lump-like muscles, and his body was very strong. He was probably close to the point of becoming a saint in his body. Moreover, the overflowing aura was also a middle-level saint, which was very impressive.

On the other hand, Xu Hu was just a thin old man, holding a paintbrush in his hand, which seemed to be in a strong contrast to the strong boy.

"Kill you!"

The boy's eyes were filled with evil light, and he raised his foot and stepped on the rules of space several feet. The battle axe in his hand was lifted, as if he had lifted a mountain, with at least eight thousand spiritual patterns flashing together. This was a battle axe close to a magical weapon. It was powerful and full of the power of death rules. He jumped up and slashed at the Painting Saint with no fancy blow.

Xu Hu's eyes were cold, and when the brush in his hand swung past, a peerless landscape painting suddenly burst out in front of him. Flowers, birds, insects and fish emerged one by one, bursting out with an extremely strong breath of life. With a loud bang, it completely exploded, colliding with the boy's axe. The seemingly weak flowers, birds, insects and fish actually had extraordinary power, and it forced the boy's cruel axe to retreat.

"Come again!"

The boy's face was full of fighting spirit. His personality was like the method of cultivation, full of fierce energy. The battle axe roared and turned into a terrifying axe light that was dozens of feet high and slashed at the Painting Saint again.

Xu Hu Cang's old face was full of solemnity, and the brush was waving continuously, and a scroll of "changing changes in the sea" spread out in the sky. The mountains stood tall and the blue sea was boundless. The turbulent aura was vividly displayed on the paper, as if pouring out the entire ocean of water and putting it together with the axe of the young man in spirit.

"Peng—"

The heaven and earth were turbulent, the Dharma images of the painting saint collapsed one by one, and the young man's axe was also shaken into powder.

In the third strike, the battle axe in the boy's hand became even more intense, soaring into the sky, carrying thousands of clouds of death in the air and attacking the painting saint Xu Hu.

The Painting Saint unfolded a scroll again, and was hard to distinguish with the young man.

The battle between good and evil is so fierce.

I was shocked and said softly: "The cultivation of senior Huasheng is of ingenious skills, but the realm is suppressed by the lower saint. If... if Huasheng falls, it will be like a corner of the upper realm is missing. It's such a pity..."

Dongfang Wan said with slightest voice: "Xiaoxuan, we all know that this is an unfair decisive battle, but since we have entered the situation set by the exile place for me, there is no choice but to break the situation at all costs. Today, no matter who can go out alive, we must make everything happen here public and let the billions of creatures in the upper world know these things."

"Um!"

After hundreds of moves, although the power of the painting saint Xu Hu's scroll rule had dropped to a low point, the young man was still exhausted and panting. Just when he was relaxed, a scroll in Xu Hu's hand suddenly turned into a raging turmoil and crushed the young man. The battle axe fell into the rock layer with a "kneel", but the young man's body was already broken.

"Hmph, what a waste!"

Ruzun said coldly: "One more."

"I'll do it!"

Another young man with spirit cultivation burst out a sword pillar, which had already entered the realm of sword heart unity. He came to Xu Hu in a sudden attack. Taking advantage of Xu Hu's respite, the sword light was slashed out. With a "puff", Xu Hu's chest was cut open, and his flesh was dripping. Then the young man pierced Xu Hu's eyebrows with one finger, and the dignified painting saint was killed by a sword!

"Peng~~"

The dust was everywhere, and Xu Hu's body smashed into the rock wall, stirring up many broken rocks, and many people were shocked. The young man in spirit was cruel and ruthless, and he pierced through the void with one sword, trying to break Xu Hu's corpse.

"Damn it!"

I almost instantly activated the power of space rules, and my body instantly came to Xu Hu's body. The Immortal Bone Sword had a backhand sword, and the White Deer Dharma Prince burst into the sky, shocking the young man's sword. He was unconsciously shocked: "Boy, who are you? You want to meddle in other people's business."

I ignored him and landed beside Xu Hu. He still had a breath. Just as I quickly inputted the holy energy, his blood-stained palm grabbed my palm.

"senior……"

Xu Hu's eyebrows were constantly splitting, panting, his eyes were full of reluctance and anger. He looked at me deeply and said, "Zhu Xie... Xiaoxuan, Zhu Xie..."

My nose felt sour and tears almost burst out from my eyes: "I can do it, kill the evil!"

Xu Hu stopped moving, and the Holy Dao Zhenfeng Mingzhizi on his body shattered one by one, and his body actually looked like an ancient rock formation. When blown by the wind, it dissipated with the wind and suddenly became weathered.

"Hey, you haven't told me who you are yet, and I won't kill the nameless ghost under the sword."

Behind him, the young man in spirit said in a cold voice.

...

I suddenly turned around and looked at him. My nameless heart was in full bloom. My whole body seemed to be a furnace and burned in an instant. Thousands of sword rules burst out, the clouds of time flowed, and the surrounding space suddenly stopped. When I appeared in front of the young man in Yangling, he was caught off guard. The Immortal Bone Sword burst out with a radiant light, and dozens of time scales bloomed, directly using the unique skill - time scale slash!

"puff!"

A complete body instantly split into pieces in the sword energy and turned into a blood mist.
Chapter completed!