If you don't come out, I'll see how long you can hide!"

Tang Ming, who was standing in the air, tied this purple wood sword box behind his back.

With white hair flying and red eyes, he stared at the camp that stretched for more than ten miles below, and said coldly.

Slowly stretched out his right hand, and the entire sky on the camp of the Northern Yan army became dim because the white-haired man simply stretched out his hand.

In the sky, the black clouds instantly condensed, and countless thunder snakes kept shuttling back and forth among the black clouds.

The majestic pressure made the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect scattered throughout the camp feel like they were pressing on the mountain.

Even the few cabinet elders in the big tent who had already entered the Dao Xuan were no better at the moment.

"Who is so bold as to dare to make a big statement here?!"

Just when Tang Ming triggered the vision of heaven and earth, finally a disciple of Tianxuan Sect couldn't resist the pressure and swept into the air.

"Innate realm?"

When that disciple saw Tang Ming's realm clearly, he couldn't help frowning.

How could this cultivator in front of him, who could attract the power of heaven and earth, be just a minor cultivator of the innate realm?

However, there was no second person in this sky except Tang Ming.

Tang Ming glanced lightly at the sect disciple in brocade clothes, but it was only the human Xuan realm.

The thunder snake was still raging in the sky, and before the sect disciple could speak, a heavenly thunder burst down from the black clouds, splitting it into charcoal in an instant.

The jet-black corpse was still emitting green smoke and plummeted towards the ground.

From beginning to end, Tang Ming didn't even have the desire to make a move.

He didn't come here for a few small miscellaneous fish, he was here to take the heads of the Heavenly Xuan Sect and the twelve cabinet elders with the sword box on his back!

The outstretched right hand gradually began to clench into a fist, and the thunder tribulation above the sky seemed to sense a force that had exceeded the rules, and the sky thunder suddenly went berserk.

Tang Ming's right hand clenched slightly, and in the process, a dazzling flame slowly began to spread from his right hand.

Endless thunder roared and fell, seemingly drowning Tang Ming's entire body in it.

At this moment, those who were standing under Biluo, whether it was a sect disciple or an ordinary martial artist, all looked at the scene in front of them in horror as if it were the end of the world.

The flames in his hands were still extending, and Tang Ming, who was overwhelmed by the thunder, not only did he not feel the slightest discomfort, but a lot of thunder power was swallowed up by the erosive thunder that emerged from his body.

The dull thunder gradually began to subside, but Tang Ming, who was standing in the air, was unharmed, the only difference was that at this moment, there was an extra flaming spear in his hand.

Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun!

This was the first time that Tang Ming had unlocked the seal of the Divine Phoenix Spear after he had abolished his cultivation.

It can be seen that Lu Junfeng's death made Tang Ming completely crazy.

"Three breaths!"

Tang Ming pulled the Divine Phoenix Spear upside down, pointed the round and blunt tip of the spear straight to the ground, and said coldly.

"Ordinary soldiers, leave this place immediately after three breaths, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the gun!"

The sound rippled like a bell, and everyone in the Beiyan camp, which stretched for dozens of miles, could hear it clearly.

"Presumptuous! I want to see what you have to dare to provoke the world's first sect here!"

After seeing the vision of heaven and earth triggered by Tang Ming, the surrounding warriors had become restless.

At this time, thirty-six spiritual rays suddenly swept up from the ground, besieging Tang Ming in it.

Of the thirty-six inner disciples, the lowest cultivation level is all in the Fifth Rank of Human Xuan, and even some of them have already touched the threshold of Dao Xuan.

Seeing that the immortals who were watching the fairy wind bones surrounded the white-haired man, the martial soldiers, who were originally a little restless, gradually calmed down.

Come to think of it, what kind of person is the leading commander of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, wasn't he also decapitated by the immortals of Tianxuanzong?

"Hehe, I'm finally willing to give it up!"

Tang Ming sneered, the spear in his hand moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the siege of everyone.

"All Heavenly God Sword Formation!"

The leading sect disciple with the highest cultivation saw Tang Ming's figure disappear in place, his face suddenly changed, and he roared angrily.

The long sword in his hand was like a shock, and it swept up several sharp sword rays, as if it was about to separate the black clouds that had been pressed down.

And the remaining thirty-five people, although their reactions were a little slower, the spirit sword in their hands was still full of charm.

With a wave of his hand, thirty-six sword qi hanging across the sky formed a mysterious sword array, firmly trapping the square inch in the middle.

The sword qi was criss-crossed, and the sky, which was originally shrouded in black clouds, was as dazzling as countless stars lit up.

Tang Ming's figure gradually appeared in the sword array, and when he saw the figure that had been trapped in the sword array, the leading sect disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not enough!"

Tang Ming held the gun in one hand, and stood so straight and straight in the murderous and wanton sword array, as if he was sensing the power of the sword array.

After a while, Tang Ming opened his eyes and shook his head slightly.

This level of sword formation and sword qi, although it has reached the realm of transformation, it is far from enough to leave Lu Junfeng, who comprehends the sword intent.

Tang Ming's right hand was raised suddenly, and the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand rushed towards the sword net like thunder, and the furious flames instantly tore a terrifying hole in the dense sword net.

Poof......

The leading inner disciple suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at the little monk who was originally only in the innate realm in horror.

"Abandon the Sword Lock!"

Forcibly enduring the pain of tearing from his inner abdomen, the leading inner disciple drank violently, and then took the lead in letting go of the spirit sword in his hand.

The other disciples followed one after another, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light the moment he took it off.

The thirty-six spirit swords shattered in an instant, and the fragments in the sky shot out, and one after another spirit rhyme came out of the spirit sword and swept towards Tang Ming.

The scattered spirit swords scattered in all directions, and the ordinary soldiers in the camp, I don't know how many people died under the fragments of these spirit swords.

Without the restraint of the sword body, the spirit array not only did not subside, but because of the injection of spiritual rhyme, it became more and more full of murderous power.

"Since you want to die, then I'll give you a ride!"

Tang Ming smiled and raised the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand, then turned around suddenly, and the overwhelming flames began to sweep in all directions.

Thirty-six people, before they could react, felt a burst of burning heat rushing over their faces.

The Divine Phoenix Flame didn't even dare to plunder its edge even by ordinary powerhouses, let alone that these cultivators were only disciples of the Human Xuan Realm.

Under the flickering flames, except for Tang Ming, who had white hair flying in the sky, there was no shadow of any sect disciples.

"Three breaths have passed, let me die!"

Tang Ming pulled the Divine Phoenix Spear with one hand, and his body fell sharply like a meteor, smashing towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

At this moment, he is desperately suppressing wave after wave of killing intent brought by the sword intent, once the killing intent is lost, it is not only the 300,000 soldiers of Beiyan who will suffer.

The twelve cabinet elders sensed Tang Ming's falling aura, and then his body retreated sharply, slammed into the Chinese army camp, and scattered in all directions.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Long Yu stared at Tang Ming and asked with some incredulity, he knew the Divine Sword Formation best just now, even if it was him, it was impossible for him to break out of the formation with a single move.

"It's you?!"

Among the twelve people, an old man's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Tang Ming who was standing with a gun in front of him, his face full of incredulity.

"Long Ji, do you recognize him?"

Long Yu looked at Long Ji's expression, obviously this fellow brother knew the white-haired man in front of him!

"Hehe, I should have guessed from the beginning, since he can lead the army for the Xuanyuan Dynasty, then you will definitely be among them!"

Long Ji looked at Tang Ming with a cruel smile, he remembered it vividly when he was playing with him outside Yunmiao Immortal Island.

"Elder of the Tianxuan Sect Cabinet, Long Ji?"

The corners of Tang Ming's mouth gradually flashed with a sneer, today's new hatred and old hatred can finally be settled together.

"Hehe, I'm glad you still remember me, Huangkou Xiao'er, I see where you can escape today!"

Long Ji shouted violently, and the wide star robe swung violently, and a fairy sword full of aura instantly broke through the air.

"He is the person in charge of the sect, as long as he is captured and brought back to Xuanyue, he can get a promise from the young master!"

Long Ji followed the spirit sword and killed towards Tang Ming.

However, he was vigilant by nature, and until this moment, he was afraid of the spear in Tang Ming's hand, so he said loudly while sweeping forward.

Listening to the voice coming from Long Ji, the remaining eleven elders changed their faces one after another.

How heavy is the promise of the young master of Xuanyue, just look at how the Tianxuan Sect has jumped from a second-rate sect to the leader of the world's Xuanmen.

The eleven elders of the Heavenly Xuanzong Cabinet instantly sacrificed their spirit swords, followed by Long Ji and killed Tang Ming.

The twelve people scrambled to be the first, for fear that this little monk who only had the innate realm would be snatched away by others.

At this moment, they had completely forgotten how Tang Ming could easily break through the Divine Sword Formation that even they were afraid of.

As soon as he turned the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand, Tang Ming stepped forward, lifted the body of the spear seven inches with one hand, and rushed forward suddenly, directly crashing into Long Ji.

Long Ji's spirit sword also swept past the white-haired man's arm the moment before Tang Ming crashed into his chest.

The young master said that it was captured, and it must be lived, so the spirit sword that could originally slash through Tang Ming's neck was slightly oblique.

Long Jigui is an elder of the Tianxuan Sect cabinet, how can the spirit sword in his hand be mortal?

It's a pity that at the moment when the spirit sword swept across Tang Ming's arm, in addition to easily cutting Tang Ming's clothes, it only brought a series of dazzling sparks.

On the sky above the camp just now, Tang Ming unlocked not only the seal of the Divine Phoenix Flame Spear, but also the body of Shura that he was proud of.

He didn't come here to practice, but to kill!

Before Long Ji's surprised look could climb up his cheeks, Tang Ming had already slammed into Long Ji's chest like thunder.

Bending down and rushing forward, the huge physical strength pushed Long Ji's entire person out, and a mouthful of blood could no longer hold back and sprayed out.

The other Tianxuanzong Cabinet Elders couldn't help but stop and looked at this incredible scene in front of them in horror.

The dragon pole in the early stage of Tianxuan was actually in the hands of that white-haired man, and he couldn't even resist a single face.

And at this time, at the same time that Tang Ming was exhausted from the front collision, Tang Ming, who turned around and held the gun, shook his wrist and snatched the Divine Phoenix firmly into Long Ji's throat.

At this moment, the furious eroding thunder slammed into Long Ji's body like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins.

The remaining cabinet elders watched Long Ji's corpse rapidly wither under the young man's gun.

After a while, Tang Ming shook the body of the gun, and an undetectable energy surged out from the body of the gun, blasting the dragon pole on the gun to pieces.

"Next, it's you!"

The corners of Tang Ming's mouth pulled out an extremely bloody arc, and then the Divine Phoenix Spear moved, and the flames in the sky were mixed with gusts of wind and thunder, and began to boil.