There are no superfluous words!

Kunlun and the West have a feud, and the invasion of the West a hundred years ago wiped out many strong people in Kunlun.

Haotian never forgets this.

Especially the old thing in front of him, who killed countless geniuses in Kunlun, is the culprit who has silenced Kunlun for a hundred years.

The two are now encountered, and they are involved in the death of two emperor realms and six heavenly venerables, so they go to war directly.

Haotian's white brocade clothes were windless and automatic, and the shocking Zhenyuan fluctuations were condensed in the palms of his hands.

"Kill!"

One word, with unparalleled power, that terrifying sound wave shattered everything in front of the old pope.

The old Pope's eyes narrowed, and his body did not move at all, but it formed a barrier in front of him.

The barrier is strong and nothing can break it.

"Haotian, I have no intention of fighting you, I only came to investigate the cause of death of one paladin and six guardians of the Holy See in my Holy See. ”

Haotian didn't listen.

The Dharma seal was condensed in his palm, and when he slashed it down, the sky collapsed, and the entire earth became a deep ravine.

"Then why are they here? ”

The old pope's barrier shattered, and he raised his hand lightly, quickly carving a pentagram in the sky, blocking Haotian's attack.

"I'm going to your country to arrest someone and return to the West for trial!"

The old pope's voice was old, his cloudy eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and the whole person exuded an atmosphere of twilight.

But its cultivation is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

The Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators who died in his hands a hundred years ago all exceeded the number of one hand.

"Judgment? Come to my Kunlun territory to arrest people? Your Western Holy See's claws are stretched too long. ”

Haotian was furious, and his eyes were full of terrifying killing intent.

"Heist Technique!"

This is a spell that was once used in the face of the Heavenly Tribulation, its power is infinite, it can fight against the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and among all the ancient forbidden techniques in Kunlun, this spell can rank among the top five.

The old pope's face changed when he saw this scene.

"Since you want to fight, then I'll see how much you've improved in the past hundred years. ”

As he spoke, he quickly recited the incantation.

"Flame of Light, burn all the sins of the world!"

This is the ultimate forbidden spell after the Holy See, and its power can destroy a city.

The battle between the two spared no effort, and the fight was even darker, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the realm of the two was even better than half of the old pope.

His cultivation can only be truly competed with by Kunlun Xuanqing.

However, this is not that Haotian is weak.

The old Pope really wanted to kill Haotian, but there was no other way than to die together.

In addition, this Huaguo is Kunlun's territory, and the old pope is afraid of his hands and feet, and he has been pressed and beaten by Haotian, which makes him feel angry.

And the death of a paladin, and the death of six papal protectors, if this is a gray return, then how can the majesty of the Western Holy See exist?

And Haotian is also defending the majesty of Kunlun.

The people of the Western Holy See rashly broke into China without permission and killed an emperor powerhouse in Kunlun, not to mention the loss. This is equivalent to throwing Kunlun's majesty to the ground and trampling on it.

As one of the strongest people in Kunlun, he must find an explanation for this.

After the earth-shattering battle, both were seriously wounded, although not fatal, but also spilled blood in large areas of the sky.

"Haotian, are you going to die here with me?"

The old pope roared angrily, his priest's robes shattered, bleeding in places.

"Now that you've stepped into this land, do you want to leave alive?"

Haotian coughed up a mouthful of blood, and although he was injured, he still stood straight

"In that case, I'm going to teach you a hard lesson today. ”

When the old pope said this, there was a turmoil in the void, and then a majestic voice filled with sword intent came over.

"Who do you want to teach a lesson?"

The old Pope's eyes froze, and he looked at the broken void.

I saw an old man carrying a long sword and stepping into the sky.

"You are the sword dust of Kunlun who stepped into the Heavenly Saint Realm for the first time in nearly a hundred years?"

The sword dust old man's body was condensed with sword qi all the time.

At this moment, the sword qi floated under his feet, and his figure slowly landed on the ground

"Western Pope, hehe, you came to my Kunlun territory, you don't plan to get out alive. ”

"Even the two of you can keep me?"

The tone on the Pope's face was calm, and there was no panic at all.

However, at this moment, another old voice came.

"Then add me!"

An old man in sackcloth came riding a green ox, and his body did not exude any fluctuations, just like an ordinary old man.

But when the Pope saw him, his face became extremely ugly.

"Xuanqing!"

This time, all three of Kunlun's strongest men were dispatched.

The cold sweat on the Pope's forehead flowed down at once, and this kind of battle could indeed leave him without any suspense.

He began to retreat slowly, but the three of them surrounded him in three directions.

"Xuanqing, you really want to start a complete war with my West!"

The Pope's gaze was cold and roaring.

"If there is really going to be a war, I, the Lost World in the West, will definitely not stand idly by, and it will not be difficult to destroy your Kunlun when the time comes."

"Then try it!"

Xuan Qing always had an old smile on his face, like a kind grandfather next door.

But the Pope knows how ruthless this old man is, the Western world was terrified when he killed them, and some people were so frightened that they peed their pants directly when they heard the name Xuanqing.

The Pope had no doubt that if he continued to work with him, he would be left behind.

He gritted his teeth and whispered to suppress his anger, "How on earth are you willing to let me go?"

Xuan Qing got down from the green ox, her back slightly straightened, and her eyes were slightly cold.

"My Kunlun Emperor Realm powerhouse died here, and I need your explanation. ”

In a word, the seven orifices of the pope's anger will be smoked.

"My papal see, a paladin and six guardians died here, isn't it you Kunlun who gave me an explanation?"

"You're here to die!"

Haotian took a step forward and spoke in a tough tone.

"You ......"

The Pope wanted to be furious, but when he saw Jian Chen's step towards him, and the sword qi all over his body locked him, he immediately gritted his teeth and swallowed this breath.

He stared at Xuan Qing and said angrily: "Then what should I do, I can give you an explanation." ”

"Easy!"

Xuan Qing smiled, but there was a cold glow in his eyes.

"Leave one arm behind to pay tribute to my Kunlun dead Emperor Realm powerhouse. ”

"What? You want my arm? It's impossible!"

The Pope's face was filled with earth-shattering anger.

"I am the Pope of the West, above ten thousand, the person appointed by the Father, and I want me to cut off an arm to give you an account, you are dreaming. ”

After Xuan Qing heard this, his whole body suddenly exuded terrifying fluctuations

He snorted coldly, his originally clumsy body instantly straightened, and his weather-beaten face was full of powerful momentum.

Even heaven and earth changed color under this powerful momentum.

The old man's old voice reached the Pope's ears.

"The old man hasn't made a move for a hundred years, do you want to see if the old man's cultivation is still there?"

After the Pope felt the breath of Xuanqing, his face changed wildly, and he kept retreating,

I haven't seen it for a hundred years, isn't this old thing cultivating and cultivating nature? In order not to regress, the realm has made a lot of progress?

Now Xuanqing's realm cultivation seems to have surpassed him.

This made the cold sweat on the old pope's forehead run down at once.

If the other three really do it, he is 100% sure that he will die here.

Therefore, seeing that Xuan Qing had begun to condense all the true elements around him, he hurriedly said in fear: "Stop, I admit defeat!

As he spoke, he suddenly cut off one of his arms.

Cold sweat broke out on the Pope's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can I go now?"

Xuan Qing carried his hands behind his back, and his body fell down, like an old man in the twilight again.

"Yes!"

When two words are spoken, the Pope is pardoned.

And just as he was about to leave, Haotian stopped him, and the chill in his eyes did not lessen by half a point.

"What are you going to do?"

The Pope's face sank.

"Haotian, let him go!"

Xuan Qing's voice came, Haotian looked at Xuan Qing with some unwillingness and said: "Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as we kill him, the West will inevitably be disrupted, and it will ...... then."

"I said, let him go!"

Xuanqing said again, even if Haotian was unwilling, he could only give in.