This moment!

Both enemies and strangers were infected by the atmosphere of the temple.

"If the temple survives today, it will soar!"

In the distance, there are a few old men hidden, who have been paying attention to the battle here.

"Yes, the most lacking thing in a sect is cohesion, tens of thousands of people are together, enough to shake the heavens and the earth!"

Another old man followed suit, managing more than 100,000 people, so that they could be brought together, which not only required extraordinary leadership skills, but also mental power, infecting their nerves.

In the face of tens of thousands of people, Sage Xiao's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Kill them all!"

As soon as Sage Xiao's voice fell, Wu Zun behind him made a move and rushed to the side of the temple.

And he!

Raising his palm, the more powerful Martial Saint Law came from all over the world, and the strong ripples were like a strong wind passing through, and all the places he passed were razed to the ground.

Hundreds of martial venerables could have been gathered together to resist the Xiao Sage.

Now it's different, dozens of martial artists from the Jade Emperor Palace have taken action to restrict the temple.

Without the support of a large number of martial artists, Yan Wuji would not be able to hold on for long.

"Yan Wuji, I'll see how long you can last!"

With dozens of people less to contain, the power that Yan Wuji can mobilize has been greatly weakened.

"What joy is there in life, what is the fear of death!"

Yan Wuji has long looked down on death, and a person's loss of dignity is the most terrible.

"If you are still hard-mouthed when you die, then I will fulfill you!"

Sage Xiao moved, and as for Sage Wu, he had been standing on the sidelines watching the battle, and he had to guard against Chaoyuan Ding.

Moreover, a martial saint has already laughed and generously made a move, if the two of them make a move together and spread to the Sixth Heaven, the Jade Emperor Palace will definitely become a laughing stock.

"Kill!"

Yan Wuji raised his long sword, and those martial artists who did not participate in the battle mobilized their remaining strength and entered it into Yan Wuji's body.

They didn't last long, and their strength was almost dry.

This time Lynch didn't send power, but rushed out, already picking his opponent.

"Zhao Cheng, you escaped last time, and today is your death!"

The last time Zhao Cheng escaped, he may have been stimulated and successfully stepped into the realm of Wuzun.

His hatred for Lynch can be described as monstrous, so he was the first to rush out and go straight to Lynch.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and soon fought together, and after Zhao Cheng broke through to Wuzun, his strength increased greatly.

"Lynch, kill dozens of people in my Jade Emperor Palace, prepare to die!"

The hatred of the two converged together, and the sky was suddenly dark.

The name of Lynch is not unfamiliar to everyone, and it is like thunder.

Killing dozens of people in the Jade Emperor Palace, continuously skipping the level of challenges, was put on the attention list by many people, and today's battle was all aimed at him.

"Let you escape that day, today I will kill you, before I die, I can still pull a cushion, it's worth it!"

Lynch burst out laughing, a devastating aura bursting out from him, and he didn't need to hide it.

At the moment of life and death, all what you have learned on weekdays will be sacrificed.

"Slash!"

A sword slash is almost the strongest blow, Zhao Cheng is a first-class martial artist, how dare he be careless.

If you are not careful, you may die at the hands of Zhao Cheng, a powerful sword that runs through the sky, and is not weaker than a first-grade martial artist at all.

"Such a powerful sword, is this still the power of the Eight-Rank Martial Emperor!"

Thousands of eyes from all directions gathered Lynch in this battle, and the sword just now definitely surpassed the Martial Emperor and reached the level of a first-grade martial artist.

"It's a shame if this kid dies!"

Someone sighed for Lynch, such a demon, it is difficult to produce one in a hundred years, wouldn't it be a pity to die.

"There's no way, who made them refuse to hand over the Mixed Yuan Ding!"

There are more and more onlookers from all directions, and the sky above Wuchang City is almost full of people.

Zhao Cheng's face changed, and Lynch's sword made him feel the threat of death.

Luo Chang led his younger brothers and sisters to join the battle group to meet his opponents.

The battle was extremely fierce, and soon some people were wounded, sent out, and lay on the ground to survive.

"Boom!"

Lynch's sword was taken by Zhao Cheng, and the two bodies were abruptly separated, each flying upside down for thousands of meters.

After a confrontation, the two actually tied each other, and Zhao Cheng's heart was flooded with monstrous waves.

He is a martial emperor, and he can't help a martial emperor, and he will lose face when he spreads it.

"Martial Venerable Realm, that's just it!"

Lynch took a deep breath, and there was no discomfort other than a slight tightness in his chest.

was sarcastically ridiculed by Lynch, and Zhao Cheng's face became extremely ugly.

At this moment, people from all over the world are gathered here, and Zhao Cheng is also a person with a head and a face, who was ridiculed by Lynch, and he couldn't hold his face.

"Arrogance, today I will behead you under the sword in front of the whole world!"

Zhao Cheng snorted coldly, lifted his long sword, and went straight to Lynch.

The sword light flickered, and every sword fell, accompanied by the power of countless laws, reaching the realm of Wuzun, which could mobilize the laws and form a cage of heaven and earth.

Moreover, Wuzun uses Yuan Force, which is many times more powerful than spiritual power.

Therefore, the Martial Emperor and the Martial Emperor are not at the same level at all, just like the Martial Emperor and the Martial Saint in the distance, the difference between heaven and earth is the same.

When Lynch was in the Five-Rank Martial Emperor, he had already begun to convert Yuan Li.

Now that he has entered the eight grades, most of the dantian are Yuanli, which is also one of the reasons for the challenge of leapfrogging.

The two fought in the void inseparably, and no one could help anyone, and Lynch gradually adapted to Wuzun's momentum.

Zhao Cheng was more and more shocked, and Lynch seemed to be practicing with him, and after adapting to Wuzun's suppression, his fangs gradually appeared.

"Slash!"

Chopping Yi continued to appear, and the power was a little stronger than just now, and Zhao Cheng didn't dare to be careless.

Mobilize all the Yuan Force, condense it on the long sword, and form a red sword gang, stopping Lynch's sword.

"Boom!"

The void shook, and the bodies of the two abruptly separated, and the strong waves of qi, like a rolling flood, slapped on the reef, making a dull whistling sound.

For the battle around him, the battle between Lynch and Zhao Cheng was the least eye-catching.

Those high-level martial artists fought against each other, and the reason why they attracted everyone's attention was Lynch.

"Boom, boom!"

There was a violent roar in the void, and the sky was already full of holes, and Yan Wuji was slapped away by Sage Xiao's palm.

Together with the Elder Wuzun behind them, they shook and fell into the mountain, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.

"Yan Wuji, I see that you can still support a few moves!"

Sage Xiao was like a cat catching a mouse, slapping it one palm after another, hundreds of people were unscrupulous, bearing the impact again and again.

"If you want to mix Yuanding, step over our corpses!"

Yan Wuji wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, the color of perseverance never changed, took a deep breath, and ignored the collapsed chest.

There are fewer and fewer elders who can continue to fight, except for a few Elder Elder Sisters, even Elder Wei is covered in blood.

There is only one person, and his body is still very clean, and that is Hou Yan, who has been standing at the end since the beginning of the battle.

"Don't worry, your corpses, I will bury them well!"

Sage Xiao raised his right palm and condensed into a huge mountain, and the endless laws of the Martial Saint allowed the aura of death to permeate the entire temple.

In the midst of the great array, 60,000 people raised their right hands, and not a single one showed fear, only infinite anger.

If the power of anger can kill, it can definitely kill the Martial Saint powerhouse in seconds.

The battle between Lynch and Zhao Cheng also entered the most intense level.

Zhao Cheng is eager to win, he is a lifeless way of playing, and if he doesn't kill Lynch, his Dao heart will not be consummated.

It is already a fluke to be able to break through to Wuzun, and if you want to take a step forward, you need to kill his inner demons.

It was Lynch, who left a shadow in his heart, and only by killing Lynch could he relieve the fear in his heart.

This is exactly what Lynch wants, the more frizzy the other party, the more he has a chance.

If you want to kill with one blow, it is very difficult, after all, the other party is a master of Wuzun, and in the weak Wuzun, it is not something that the Martial Emperor can shake.

"Boom Seal!"

A golden divine dragon suddenly soared into the sky, trapping Zhao Cheng in place.

"Arhat Golden Body!"

Lynch is the hole cards appear frequently, and the look is dizzying.

Although the sensation they caused was less than one percent of that of the high-level martial artists, Lynch's various elusive skills refreshed everyone's visual impact again and again.

There was suddenly an extra Lynch in the void, still a golden figure, exuding a heart-stopping power.

Zhao Cheng is now not fighting with one Lynch, but with two, and the pressure has increased greatly.

"Slash!"

The golden body of the Arhat performed the slashing righteousness, and the main body cast the Thundering Heaven Seal, and the combination of the two even overshadowed Zhao Cheng's power.

One fast and one slow, the coordination is seamless.

The swordsmanship is sharp, but it is extremely fast, and it does not give Zhao Cheng a chance to breathe.

The Booming Heaven Seal was heavy, and the golden divine dragon was entrenched around Zhao Cheng, making his speed greatly restricted.

This kind of attack is also the first time for Lynch, and he is not too proficient, and it is enough to deal with Zhao Cheng.

"Lynch, let you see the true power of Wuzun!"

A strange long sword appeared, breaking through the golden divine dragon, and the rich sword qi easily shattered the laws of space.

"One Rank Dao Device!"

Lynch's eyes shrank, but he didn't expect that there was still a Dao weapon on Zhao Cheng's body.

The Dao weapon possessed the law of Martial Venerable, easily tore the Bombardment Seal, and then slashed at Lynch.

"You're right, you can die now!"

Zhao Cheng let out a cruel laugh, all of this was calculated by him, and the sword light fell, as if he saw the scene of Lynch being torn apart by the long sword.

"Isn't the Dao weapon amazing, I even refined one a few days ago!"

With a cold snort, Lynch suddenly ejected out, not retreating, but advancing, and actually drove straight in, heading straight for Zhao Cheng.

"What's going on, is this Lynch going to choose to die together?"

Although the battle between the two of them did not attract many people, there were still people who paid attention.

Lynch rushed forward so rashly, it was a lose-lose style, and he killed Zhao Cheng desperately, and he himself would die under Zhao Cheng's sword.

"Hmph, if you want to die with me, you are not enough!"

Zhao Cheng didn't expect that Lynch would use such a way, the long sword suddenly exerted force, and the law of Wuzun set off a layer of waves, like a violent flood, suddenly rushing towards Lynch.

The criss-crossing sword qi intertwined into a huge net, and it was difficult for Lynch to get out.

Still indifferent, he continued to attack, holding a long sword, and appeared ten meters away from Zhao Cheng.

In a battle at this level, ten meters is no different from standing face to face.

"Lynch, suffer death!"

Zhao Cheng shouted, and the long sword slashed down angrily, and Lynch had no possibility of dodging.

At this critical moment, a shield suddenly protected Lynch's body, and himself, holding the dragon slaying sword, slashed at Zhao Cheng's neck.