Song Lang's eyes were about to burst.

He saw with his own eyes that the moment his brother's chest was pierced by the snow-white sword light, an unparalleled and majestic force exploded. Almost instantly, his entire body was shattered and turned into blood mist.

Even the Heavenly Appearance disappeared into thin air along with the body, unable to escape.

For a moment, great sadness and anger surged into Song Lang's heart.

Besides the grief and anger, the shock in his chest was beyond words.

The sword technique that the Heavenly Fate cultivator used just now exploded at an extremely fast speed, with terrifying power that seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth.

No matter how powerful the protective measures used by the innate monks are, it is impossible to withstand such a sword style.

Perhaps only Zhen Gang monks who have gathered their strength can resist it.

He couldn't understand what kind of freak the destiny monk opposite him was. He had such terrifying sword-controlling skills, and that was all. His swordsmanship had actually reached a terrifying height here.

However, he soon became unable to maintain this unnecessary emotion. Countless spiritual swords, dense as locusts, had blocked every inch of space around him, and their sharp edges were almost pervasive.

A huge sense of oppression enveloped me, making me suffocate.

"I can't die here!"

Song Lang gritted his teeth, with a look of madness in his eyes. The next moment, he clapped his hands together. Amidst the harsh sound like the clash of gold and iron, the black ink-like sword light was hanging upside down like a waterfall, rising from all around.

It rises, wraps him up and shoots up to the sky.

At this moment, within Song Lang's body, black flames shot out from everywhere, and then quickly turned into blazing flames. Under the burning of the black flames, his body began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Extremely intense pain surged over him.

Song Lang's eyes widened and his face was distorted, but he gritted his teeth and suppressed even a groan. The black sword light became more and more violent, circling like a tornado, soaring upward.

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"boom……"

The violent impact continued.

Song Lang's body had completely disappeared into smoke, and the black sword light suddenly exploded.

The violent and unrivaled power exploded, blasting away the densely packed small spiritual swords in the sky, and a black flame the size of a fist shot out.

It was like a black stream of light, escaping at an extremely astonishing speed.

"No matter how fast you are in heaven, how can you be faster than my meteor sword?"

Nie Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the fifth-grade spiritual sword in his hand suddenly jumped up, and the snow-white sword light burst out again. The huge sword intention surged crazily with the sword light, like a vast ocean.

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At this moment, that ray of bright white light filled the sky and filled the sight.

Within everyone's sight, only the dazzling white color remains.

A feeling as if the whole person was about to be pierced arose spontaneously. Everyone's heart shrank suddenly and they narrowed their eyes almost as a conditioned reflex.

After an instant, everyone's vision returned to clarity, and they saw that a small ball of knife-shaped black flames was actually connected by the meteor-like snow-white sword light, hanging high in the sky a hundred feet away, and then the two dispersed together.

It has to be clean.

"call!"

Ten Thousand Spiritual Swords swirled back like a tired bird returning to its nest, and disappeared into Nie Huan's body like lightning.

But this island was completely silent.

Feng Changge, Tian Beiqiu, Weng Chengen and Xi Mengze were not only surprised, but also shocked to the extreme.

Compared to them who had survived from desperate situations, Lou Yin, Xiong Zhen and Fulingxue were pale in appearance, and their hearts had fallen from the top to the bottom. An indescribable fear and panic filled the depths of their souls.

breed.

Song Gong and Song Lang, the two Xiantian Nine Levels who spent a lot of money to invite, are their biggest reliance on this trip.

Previously, these two people had also shown great strength in line with their worth. Even a strong man like Tian Beiqiu, who was also at the ninth level of innateness, was quickly defeated in front of Song Lang, with almost no room to fight back.

If nothing unexpected happens, there won't be any suspense at the end of this trip.

But, unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

After the boy with the third level of destiny appeared, he forced Song Gong back with his first attack. In the second time, in just a few breaths, Song Gong and Song Lang, two powerful ninth level innates, successively attacked.

Kill.

Especially Song Lang, who abandoned his body, got rid of the blockade, and tried to escape with the help of heaven, but he still couldn't avoid the young man's sword.

Even Song Gong and Song Lang had no choice but to die when facing that young man. With their strength so many times weaker, wouldn't they be like meat on the chopping block?

"escape!"

The three of them felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts. They exchanged vague glances, and the word flashed in their minds almost at the same time.

However, before they could take action, they caught Nie Huan's gaze and seemed to have fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cave, with a cold chill running through their bodies.

The idea that just popped up was immediately frozen.

After the Tianxiang is separated from the body, it will become extremely fragile, but without the restraint of the body, it can burst out at an even more terrifying speed. Even Song Lang's Tianxiang could not escape from the young man's sword, let alone them.

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It is estimated that if they move, their bodies will be penetrated by the terrifying sword light.

"Little brother."

Clear cheers rang out, and An An jumped out of the Bailong Commercial Store. A cheerful smile filled her delicate little face, and her big black eyes were curved into crescent moons.

One year has passed and the little girl has grown a lot taller.

"Young Master!" Lao Wang and Mrs. Wang also walked out of Bailong Commercial Store, calling from a distance, both with smiles on their faces.

"One to gather energy and two to hold energy?"

Lou Yin immediately judged the cultivation level of the three people, and an extremely dangerous idea emerged from the depths of his mind.

These three people obviously have a close relationship with the young man.

If they could be captured, they might be able to threaten the young man and let him and others go.

Moreover, they can be said to be very close to themselves at the moment. Once they take action, the possibility of success is very high.

Lou Yin's eyes flickered, and as he saw the two old men and the young man getting closer and closer to him, his thoughts became increasingly difficult to contain.

"Whoosh!"

But before he could make up his mind, a whistle exploded next to him.

The majestic and burly body suddenly shot out, and the palm like a palm suddenly expanded countless times, like a dark cloud, and fell towards the figures of the two old, one young and three people, with a force like thunder.

I thought of it together!

Lou Yin was overjoyed, and a slight smile appeared on his face, but as soon as he raised his feet, the smile froze on his face. He only saw the white light flashing away, and then Xiong Zhen fell to the ground, Pang Shuo

The shadows of his palms dispersed like smoke.

Looking again, there seemed to be a line of blood blooming in Xiong Zhen's throat.

At this time, he finally saw clearly what the white light was. It was actually a spiritual sword shaped like a willow leaf. It was one of the tens of thousands of spiritual swords controlled by the young man before. Although this sword was small, it could faintly reveal
Chapter completed!