The endless sword energy and sword light are intertwined, and a long battle will lead to failure. After all, Zhuge Ming's realm cannot be compared with the level of the Saint of the Yellow Springs. In the blink of an eye, he was shocked to his arms and his face turned much pale. He was shocked by the semi-saint cultivation level, which was already shocking to the world with the power of a medieval sage's death rule.

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"We must first break the golden body of the Saint of the Yellow Springs, otherwise no one present will defeat the Saint of the Yellow Springs."

In the air, a heroic female general came out of the air. Her graceful body was wrapped in a pair of silver soft armor, with bright lines and an extraordinary temperament. This was no one else, but one of the female followers under the Empress Tianxin. Shang Zhuyue once met in the West Lake Sword Contest. In this fashion, Zhuyue showed the strength and momentum of a saint. He held a thin sword in his hand and his eyes were beautiful, and said: "The death gate of the golden body licks the acupoint under the neck. Only by breaking the death gate can he break his golden body!"

In the rolling clouds, two old men with a torch appeared. They were both powerful beings who could burn mountains and seas when they were covered with their hands. They were both from the Ministry of War. They said in unison: "Shang Nu Shi, we are willing to help you with your help. There is only one chance. Whether you can break through the unique skills of the Saint of the Yellow Springs is to break through the Death Gate depends on your Shuiyue Sword Technique."

Shang Zhuyue's beautiful eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and she nodded and said, "Take it!"

The two old men roared away. At the same time, Zhuge Ming was also knocked back thousands of feet by the violent sword of the Saint of the Yellow Springs. Fortunately, he had the strong sword energy to protect his body. If others were to save his life, he would probably not be able to save his life. However, even so, he still vomited blood and his injuries were so serious that it was horrifying.

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“Master…”

I rushed over and became the fastest person to reach Zhuge Ming's side. With a light wave of my hand, a pure king's power flew into Zhuge Ming's body to help him recover from his injuries. When I helped him up, I saw that Zhuge Ming's arms were covered with blood. The Wushuang Nine Swords were extremely powerful, but the sword technique of the Saint of the Yellow Springs was a secret script of the Middle Ages. Zhuge Ming completely fought with a great sage in the Middle Ages with his physical strength to the end.

Tan Xing, Mu Yun, and Zhou Junqiang flew over one by one, their faces full of surprise.

"Disciple, I'm fine."

Zhuge Ming sat dejectedly on the ground, pushed my hand away, and said, "Master can still hold back this old bone. Go and return to Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao. They may need your strength."

"Yeah, I've gone."

I didn't say much, and flew back to where Lin Muzhao, Li Qingyin, Dan Tai Yao and others were. I saw a miserable cloud in the air. The huge arms formed by two holy powers were attacking the Saint of Huangquan wildly, and even achieving a certain degree of suppression. On the side, the disciples of the Holy Palace of Tianfeng Academy were stunned.

"These two old men should be the legendary Kunlun Sages, the former imperial master. It is said that most of the unique skills of the Empress Tianxin come from these two men. As expected, with them, the Saint of Huangquan can only be killed."

"Not necessarily, although the Kunlun Sages are powerful, the Huangquan Saint is a peerless genius in the Middle Ages. A person who is in a single era can be compared with the Kunlun Sages?"

"In addition, a female empress is close to Shi Shangzhuyue, she may have a chance of winning. After all, the body of the Saint of the Yellow Spring has been buried in the Holy Corpse Forest for thousands of years, and its strength has weakened a lot with the passage of time."

While everyone was whispering, Kunlun's two saints waved their arms together, and a huge force like a surging river and sea condensed in the air, as if it turned into two mountains and suppressed the body of the saints in the Yellow Springs. There were even a series of holy aura textures appearing, emitting an extremely majestic aura. These two saints are extremely powerful, and they are probably much stronger than some of the saints who took action before.

The Saint of the Yellow Springs was surrounded by the power of the rule of death, and the golden light flashed. He walked forward step by step in the sky, with a kind of momentum of moving forward. He had a cold smile on his lips and said, "It is really disappointing for people of the holy path in later generations. Do you have only these methods?"

As he said that, the sword swept across the sword, and with just one sword, he directly slashed the giant arm of the Kunlun Double Saints to cracks, and blue flames flew up, followed by the second sword. The Kunlun Double Saints' face immediately turned pale. The reason why Zhuge Ming could block the Huangquan Saints' dozens of moves was because he fought for the power of swordsmanship, but if the Kunlun Double Saints' purely fighting for the holy power, it was obviously far from that of the Huangquan Saints who possessed the Golden Body Strategy and the power of the death rule.

With a sharp roar to the sky, the Saint of the Yellow Springs crossed the sword and immediately slashed the two Saints away. Blood splattered, and the two imperial masters were seriously injured in this attack.

However, at this moment, a peerless figure emerged from the blue flames, which was Shang Zhuyue!

A sword light flew into the rules of death, like the moon in the water, containing a profound true meaning of swordsmanship. Even thousands of feet away, I felt the coldness and mystery in this sword light. The sword aura pierced straight into the Death Gate acupoint below the neck of the Saint of Huangquan, silently. With this blow alone, Shang Zhuyue's swordsmanship may be comparable to the swordsmanship, and he is another swordsmanship!

Just as everyone was stunned, the Saint of Huangquan raised his head, staring at Shang Zhuyue with a pair of red eyes, with a domineering aura of seeing through everything, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and all the scenes in front of him began to twist, and even the sword that Shang Zhuyue was determined to win was twisted, and time seemed to have stopped.

The Saint of the Yellow Spring has mastered some spiritual mysteries in the rules of time!

Just the moment I opened the sword-divine eye, the Saint of Huangquan was as fast as lightning. He quickly pinched Shang Zhuyue's sword edge with his fingers, and broke the sword of great grade with a "kneel" sound, and punched Shang Zhuyue's body away!

The dull sound was like a thundering on everyone's hearts.

A dignified swordsman was actually knocked away by a punch!

The Saint of the Yellow Springs became stronger and stronger as the battle was, and his aura was more than twice as strong as when he fought against Zhuge Ming just now. If he continues to kill like this, he will probably be invincible in the world. Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi, the two top sword saints, did not come, and no one could suppress this madman from the Middle Ages.

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"Defeated..."

Qu Yeliang, the palace lord of Ziji Palace in Tianfeng Academy, looked depressed and said, "The strength of the Saint of the Yellow Spring is definitely not something we can deal with. Please withdraw, this holy corpse forest cannot be captured."

"no!"

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "Once we retreat, the Saint of the Yellow Spring will inevitably chase and kill, and more people will die at that time."

In the distance, the Saint of the Yellow Spring swept across the sword, sacred a sea of ​​green fire, and directly destroyed all the people from a sect. In the blue fire, countless tragic screams came, which was very amazing.

As Xiao Yi said, the human race is already in a difficult situation. If we don’t kill the Saint of the Yellow Spring here, the casualties will be unimaginable.

At this time, Dongfang Lin'er, the chief disciple of the Holy Palace of Yunbi Palace, narrowed his beautiful eyes and said, "The Saint of the Yellow Spring is just a war corpse now. Someone must have interfered with it and refined the spirit of the Saint of the Yellow Spring Saint. As far as I know, there is no such person in the corpse control clan. This is bound to be achieved through some magic weapon. If we can find the strong man of the corpse control clan and subdue him, the Saint of the Yellow Spring will not be afraid."

Zhao Qingfeng frowned: "Since he can control the Saint of the Yellow Springs, if we go to find him, the Saint of the Yellow Springs will definitely take action. Who can do it?"

Dongfang Lin'er looked at me with beautiful eyes: "Junior Brother Bai of Bai Deer Palace has a wind-chasing electric invisibility cloak given by the yard master. It can not only greatly increase the speed, but also hide its body, making it impossible for the saints to notice. It is most suitable to hand over this task to Junior Brother Bai."

Lin Muzhao's eyes widened and his eyebrows were raised: "Junior Sister Lin, if you want Junior Brother Bai to die, just say it, why bother to turn around?"

"Why does Senior Sister Mu Zhao look at me like this? Lin'er said this just because she hopes to kill the corpse of the Saint of the Yellow Spring as soon as possible. What's wrong with that?" Dongfang Lin'er straightened up Ting Sufeng and looked at Lin Mu Zhao with a smile on her face.

Lin Muzhao gritted his silver teeth and looked cold: "This is a duel between saints, and the younger brother will never intervene."

"Can you just watch the Saint of the Yellow Spring kill the monks in the upper realm?" Zhang Xiuping spoke, frowned and said, "As a disciple of the Holy Palace, we are responsible. If Junior Brother Bai is unwilling to find a mysterious corpse driver, then you might as well hand over the Fengfeng Zhudian Invisible Clothes, I am willing to give it a try!"

I looked at him and said lightly: "The invisibility cloak is a treasure given to me by my master. You just want to cheat me out with just a few words? Senior Brother Zhang Xiuping, you think I am a three-year-old child."

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“Ahhhh…”

There was another heart-wrenching howl to the sky in the distance. The Saint of the Yellow Springs had already entered the crowd of monks in the upper realm. It was like entering a nobody's land. No one could stop the sword wherever the sword passed. Even the Imperial Guard of the East Qi commander could only retreat and dared not confront the Saint of the Yellow Springs. It only dared to shoot arrows from afar. However, those inscription arrows were tickled for the golden body.

At this time, Li Qingyin came, wearing a white dress like snow, holding the Qingyin sword in his hand. The fairy face looked extremely moving under the moonlight, and said quietly: "Sister Mu Zhao, join forces with me. With the Confucian Saint Sword Book and your Guiyi Fen Water Sword Technique, you may be able to fight the Saint of the Yellow Springs. At this time, with the power of another person, you have three-point confidence to break through the Death Gate of the Saint of the Yellow Springs."

Lin Muzhao frowned slightly: "Junior Sister Qingyin, are you really sure?"

"Are you sure you have to try it? Otherwise, would we really have to watch the righteous monks being massacred by the corpse-controlling corpses in this way?"

"Okay, who is the other person?" Lin Muzhao asked.

Li Qingyin's eyes looked at me like water, and said in a voice transmission manner: "Qingyin knows that this trip is extremely dangerous, but only you have mastered the will of the time sword spirit and the will of the space sword spirit at the same time. Moreover, we are all young, the holy corpse will definitely underestimate us. There is only one chance. Senior Sister Mu Zhao and I used the sword technique to attract the attention of the holy corpse. You broke through the death gate of the Holy corpse Golden Body Sect with the double sword of time and space. Are you willing to fight side by side with Qingyin?"

"Wife, you have the final say." I sent a message.

A hint of redness appeared on her flawless fairy face, and the voice transmission said: "Can't you be serious? Perhaps this is the last time you and Qingyin are together."

I said in a deep voice: "Although I am the king of the lower realm, I have received the favor of Bailu Academy and feel a sense of belonging. Master Zhuge Ming is good to me. If you don't work hard at this time, you will probably look down on me."

She smiled softly: "That's right, the man I know is never afraid to fight when it comes to big trouble!"

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