As soon as the Bright Saint King came out, the surging sound and aura were already pouring out of his body unstoppably. In the blink of an eye, the Holy King of the Holy See, the aura of the whole person had reached its peak. At this time, he sneered: "Old thing, you can't run this time! Not only can't you run, but the three little guys around you can't run either." ”

"Today is where your bones are buried!"

As the Bright Saint King spoke, his body was full of violent aura, and it was already across an area, and it became an obstacle blocking the path of Fengyu Zhenren's progress.

He came slowly.

And not because he deliberately hid it.

It's because his strength can't compare to Saint Venerable and his master, so the speed is a little slower. If not, he would not sit idly by and watch his master be injured by Fengyu Zhenren.

None of that matters, though.

The important thing is that he has come over now, and he has successfully blocked the way of the Fengyu real person rushing away.

In terms of cooperation, the situation of the Saint Venerable and the Dark Saint King, who had caught up from behind, and the three Quadruple cultivators besieging the Wind Jade True Person, had already been generated.

Time!

The rich and deep breath suddenly exploded.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it was as if a big net had been formed, and in this way, the Fengyu Zhenren, as well as the Qin Fengjing Yu Daoist and Fang Yushan who followed the Fengyu Zhenren, were mercilessly trapped in it.

Feng Yu Zhenren's expression was deep, and he said coldly: "The three fourfold cultivators can be regarded as looking up to me as an old thing that has been cut into the ground. ”

The dark saint king who caught up behind had a dull breath just now, and he churned a little more, and said coldly: "You Fengyu real person is a great name, the number of people is small, I can't kill you!"

The Holy Venerable said coldly: "Dao Elder is kneeling on the ground by himself, and you really want us to do it?" If you choose to understand yourself, maybe you can reduce the pain a little, if you want to resist, then I can only say. The next process will be very painful, life is better than death, and it will be light. If I were you, I would definitely choose the former. After all, you can't make it to life. It's all death anyway, it's easier to die, what do you think?"

The Bright Saint King said, "I agree with what the Holy Venerable said. ”

The Dark King smiled but didn't say a word.

The momentum created by the three cultivators of the quadruple realm in a group became deeper and more terrifying, as if they had completely controlled the life and death of the Fengyu real person.

In fact.

Fengyu real person in this situation, if there is no other external force.

They are indeed in control of life and death.

Merely.

Feng Yu Zhenren, who was the person concerned, except for his slightly dark face, everything was no different from before, and said, "You think too much!"

"Don't say that Lao Dao is not in a desperate situation now, even if he is really in a desperate situation, he will not do that!"

"Who am I? The master of the Chinese Qingfeng Temple! Even if I die, I will bring you to the funeral!"

Between words.

The aura on Fengyu Zhenren's body suddenly increased.

A heavy cold momentum, like a soaring pillar of light, rushed out from the backbone of his back with a bang.

Follow.

The one of Fengyu Zhenren, a killing sword that may not contain a strong atmosphere!

and the dust that had been refined into a spiritual weapon by him, one left and one right, burst into a strong momentum and shined out. As soon as the two weapons came out, the aura of Fengyu Zhenren also rose.

In the blink of an eye, the momentum that emerged from him.

He has already reached the level of being above each of these three Holy See fourfold cultivators.

"Okay, now which of you will come up and die?"

The cold murderous aura suddenly exploded, and it forcibly transformed this great real person with extraordinary bearing into a murderous killing god. If it weren't for him.

I'm afraid that Qin Feng will think that the person in front of him is not the famous Fengyu real person.

Soon, though.

Qin Feng knew this in his heart, and secretly thought: "An existence like Fengyu Zhenren, if he is really like usual, I am afraid that he will not be able to break out of the title of the first person in the world!"

And the Bright Saint King's nose was crooked when he heard this, and he said sharply: "Old thing, you are still so arrogant when you are dying, where do you get the confidence?"

The face of the Holy Venerable was also a little unpleasant.

What he couldn't stand the most was the scene in front of him.

You know, they're the ones who are in control now.

It was Fengyu Zhenren who was suppressed, and even soon to be killed by them.

Obviously, this scene is under their control, why is Fengyu Zhenren still like this?

'This old thing, it's really shameless!' At this moment, the murderous aura in the heart of the Holy Venerable was like a crazy tumbling wave of qi, which couldn't stop washing up. A strong mood pushes the Holy Venerable to kill the Fengyu Zhenren!

And so he is.

The Dark Saint King, of course, is no different.

Feng Yu Zhenren, who was the person concerned, suddenly smiled: "Where does my confidence come from?

The Bright Saint King's facial muscles throbbed violently, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't use such words to scare me! I, the Bright Saint King, am not scared!" Although he was a step late, he saw everything that had happened before. The reason why his master was injured was all because Feng Yu Zhenren's words frightened the holy venerable.

And after that.

Feng Yu Zhenren injured his master.

If he hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid he would have been run away by Fengyu Zhenren.

Come to think of it.

The Bright Saint King just didn't get angry.

Surrounded by angry flames, burning wildly. It's just that at this time, the Bright Saint King suddenly felt a little weird.

Fengyu Zhenren stared straight behind him, smiling rather than smiling.

The Holy Venerable and his Master Venerable also closed their mouths one after another at this time, not saying a word, and at the same time, these two fourfold realm cultivators were also staring at him with deep eyes.

Even if it's a fool.

I know why.

Time.

The beads of sweat on the forehead of the Bright Saint King rolled down and pulled down, and he smiled dryly: "Old thing, you must be joking with me, right?

Fengyu Zhenren didn't speak!

The Holy Venerable and his Master still did not speak.

It's just that at this time, the breath is getting deeper and deeper.

When this is the time!

The Bright Saint King roared violently: "You want to plot against me, wishful thinking!" Suddenly, a heavy cold aura instantly filled his body. I saw a heavy white cold light, rushing to emerge. In just an instant, the Holy King of the Holy See, the momentum of the whole person has climbed to a higher level. With such an aura, the moment he got up, his whole body was already in the air, and he rushed towards the sky without thinking about it.

But at this moment, in a calm, with a strong disdainful voice, churned: "Plotting against you?

In the blink of an eye, the Thundercloud True Person, whose face was deep and his breath was getting deeper and deeper, had already walked out of the void.

The moment this guy walked out, it was already a thunderous sword light that shone in the void, and it burst out. With a poof, a large flat void cracked without warning.

Wisps of Void Qi filled with an extremely deep aura rushed out.

The sword light of the Thundercloud True Man had already killed behind the Bright Saint King.

It is also an existence in the fourfold realm.

The strength of the Thunder Cloud True Person, compared to the Bright Saint King, is more than a step stronger.

And now, it has seized such an advantage.

The coercive aura that suddenly appeared on the whole can be imagined.

At this time, the Bright Saint King's entire face darkened, and his irritability that could not be concealed evolved on the spot. However, he is also an existence in the quadruple realm, and he still has reflexes.

The next moment!

Seeing the terrifying aura on this guy's body, he slammed into the sword light that thundered down from the thundercloud real person.

Just for a moment.

The two breaths are already slamming together.

The results can be imagined.

I saw the momentum of the Bright Saint King, like an egg falling on the ground, snapping and exploding to pieces. On the other hand, the sword light of the Thundercloud True Man was still fierce, even if it was slightly reduced because of the shattering of the Bright Saint King's defense, it was also quite terrifying. In this way, the whole is pressed on the body of the Bright Saint King.

There was another muffled thud.

The Bright Saint King was already shocked by the terrifying momentum of this sword light, and his body soared into the air, falling directly to the ground dozens of meters away.

The next moment.

The entire mountain forest was smashed to pieces by this person's body.

And the Bright Saint King who fell to the ground was surrounded by thunder and light, and his breath withered. The whole state, indescribable malaise.

"Ahh

If it weren't for the fact that he had already advanced to the fourfold realm, he would have already been tempered to an extraordinary point with a physical body. I'm afraid that he has been killed by the thundercloud real person just now.

Of course, even if it bears the critical attack of Thundercloud Real People.

The wounds on the Bright Saint King's body were also quite heavy.

In a short period of time, it is impossible to return to the peak.

Especially now.

I saw that after Lei Yun Zhenren made a sword achievement, the second sword followed and blasted out.

It is completely not to give the Holy King of Light a chance to breathe, and wants to wipe out the life of this Holy King of the Holy See in one fell swoop.

As the Bright Saint King of the parties, his eyes were about to jump out of his sockets. To be honest, in his current state, he was powerless to resist the furious blow from the Thundercloud True Man.

He could only watch.

There was no other variegated color, and the sword light made purely of thunder killed him.

The ferocious, cold aura of forest was violently suppressed.

The Bright Saint King only felt that his whole body was cold, and there was no trace of temperature left.

He did not resist.

Because at this time, all resistance is in vain.

Anyway, I can't bear it, so just give up.

But.

In the depths of the Bright Saint King's heart, there was an unyielding unyielding that could not be hidden, flashing out.

'Thinking of my fourfold cultivator, the current Saint King of Light, the future Holy See Saint Venerable, is it true that I am going to die here today?'

'I'm not reconciled!'