In the next moment, a group of white Pegasi came out of the air and landed under the crotch of the knight holding the holy sword.

The Pegasus neighed, his wings trembled, and in John's hand, the Holy Sword of Light naturally fell, like a living god.

He looked down at Xue Tianyang proudly, and his indifferent voice sounded, "I heard that the Huaxia Chixiao Sword will be invincible in the world, can you dare to fight with me?"

There was a playfulness and contempt in his voice, as if the person in front of him was an ant that could be cut down with a few swords.

Xue Tianyang's expression was cold, looking at the heavenly horse carved like white jade in the sky, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The heavenly horse in front of him is just a supernatural power, and what can be done by means of condensing things?

Mu Yang looked at the knight of the Holy See, and was a little surprised in his heart.

He looked carefully at the knight of light named John, and the attribute of light on his body was undoubtedly revealed, which was clearly sensing the existence of the Dao Rule, but ...... This way of light is more like a inheritance, and it seems to be a strange bloodline.

In the Honghan Galaxy and even the immortal world, there are countless bloodlines like John who have a trace of Taoism, but this bloodline is more than a step weaker than Zhang Haoduo and Li Linglong's bloodlines.

Under Jin Dan, they can still rely on the advantage of the power of the great grandmaster to succeed, but after Jin Dan, they can only grasp a trace of the Dao rules, and whether they can realize it is still unknown. Therefore, people like this who have no foundation in the Tao, even if they are immortals, are only the kind of slaves.

But there is no absolute, in Mu Yang's memory, there is such an existence who evolved the attribute of light into the path of light by virtue of the vein of the micro bloodline, and then became a saint of light.

These are just a slight end, Mu Yang just suddenly remembered, but he didn't pay too much attention, after all, he is still far away from stepping into the immortal world.

His eyes looked around the audience, except for Xue Tianyang's move, the major powerhouses in Huaxia also found opponents one after another.

The warrior monk Zangqing confronted another knight of light, and the power of the vast Shura and the power of the knight of light collided into a brilliant fire in the night.

At this moment, a figure made Mu Yang's eyes pause slightly.

How could An Zaiqian be here? The aftermath of the battle here could shock him to death, how dare he be here?

As if sensing Mu Yang's gaze, An Zaiqian turned his head, nodded with a smile, and looked at the Tibetan warrior monk who was fighting against the Knight of Light with some sorrow.

Mu Yang's gaze moved again, sweeping over the Tai'a Sword General Atai, the fourth Longyuan general of the Longyuan Group, who was actually facing a Heavenly Soldier Weapon and a Killer List powerhouse by himself, his pure Gang Qi was infinitely powerful, his hands were as immobile as a mountain, and even though these two great grandmasters' top masters attacked, he could still achieve an airtight defense.

The Fifth Dragon Yuan General Chengying Sword General was already seriously injured, and he didn't move like Leng Ran, the cold face scholar, but the two also faintly formed a confrontation before, it seemed that as long as the injury was healed, they would move on to the next battle, but the next battle was definitely a life-and-death battle.

There is also the second dragon yuan general pure jun sword general, Mu Yang looked at the pure gang qi of black and white harmony, and actually integrated the two artistic conceptions of dignity and elegance and unparalleled in such a harmony, it seems to contain two kinds of rules, complementing each other, one person alone carrying two knights of light is still at ease.

As for the Northern Emperor and the Dragon General, the two of them are among the best among the great masters of Huaxia, but at this moment, they are standing on the reef and confronting Hong Zun and Hong Yuanzun who are standing on the steamer, but the three of them do not fight.

But the terrifying waves rolled out backwards and swept away towards Hong Yuanzun.

Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun made a move, just smiled faintly, and the sea water under the ship surged wildly, and the two waves collided violently, stirring up a huge wave more than ten meters high.

However, Hong Zun and Hong Yuanzun still had no intention of making a move at the moment, and the Northern Emperor and the Dragon General also stood on the reef, standing still.

One person is known as the strongest first dragon general in China, Beidi, and the other is a dragon general with a shadowless sword general who is nearly three hundred years old, which shows how terrifying this Hongzun Hong Yuanzun is.

The entire cliff and sea have completely turned into the battlefield of these thirty great grandmasters, but the most eye-catching at this moment is still the Chixiao Sword General Xue Tianyang.

His blazing flames were so dazzling on the edge of the cliff that the blazing light had already lit up even the night.

Endless flames spread from his body, and twelve sun-like fireballs behind him formed a string, and the terrifying temperature evaporated all the moisture in the air, making the surrounding air extremely dry.

And the Knight of Light he faced was just as terrifying, whether it was bursting out with a speed comparable to the speed of sound, or the sharpness of a sword that could cut through the darkness.

In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves, and the twelve suns behind Xue Tianyang turned into twelve three-legged golden crows at this moment, and everything around them turned into a sea of fire at this moment. But they were all cut in half by John, and the holy sword that shimmered with light and the armor that seemed to be invulnerable to fire and water only turned slightly red in the sea of fire that was enough to melt iron into molten iron.

Similarly, this knight of light's holy sword could not get close to Xue Tianyang, every time he slashed at Xue Tianyang, it would be blocked and swallowed by endless flames, even if the flames were chopped, they would soon condense again, as if they were endless.

Xue Tianyang, who had the strength of a half-step earth immortal, had already reached an extremely terrifying level of heaven and earth aura absorbed by refining heaven and earth, and he could completely make up for his consumption every moment.

"Damn the blazing fire!" the light intent of the holy sword in John's hand began to gradually converge, and it was replaced by ...... A sense of judgment. As the light ceased to shine, John's sword grew crimson, as if the color of the flames in the sky.

At this moment, a touch of solemnity also appeared in Xue Tianyang's eyes.

That is the sword of judgment of the Holy See, the Lord of endless slaughter!

He could naturally see that the sword intent emanating from the long sword in the hand of the Bright Knight, his body gradually tightened, and the hand holding the long sword began to tremble slightly.

This is like a momentum blow, and once it erupts, it will inevitably be a devastating attack.

Xue Tianyang took a deep breath, didn't have time to think about anything else, looking at John's figure rushing straight like a ghost, he suddenly clenched his hands, and the twelve three-legged golden crows behind him flew out from behind him, and the sword quickly shrank and fell into her hand.

At the same time, all the surrounding flames only disappeared, converging in Xue Tianyang's hands, and the night spread out again, only the twelve three-legged golden crows in Xue Tianyang's hands were still circling.

At the moment when John's Sword of Judgment fell, the golden crows in Xue Tianyang's hands changed suddenly, and these golden crows instantly differentiated into countless small golden crows the size of soybean grains, which filled the entire cliff, dense, like stars, endless.

Xue Tianyang's voice suddenly came from the golden crow, and there was still a trace of exhaustion in the cold voice.

"Golden Crow Burning Sky!"

When the voice fell, a life-and-death crisis suddenly rose in John's heart, and immediately ignored Xue Tianyang, who was already close at hand, and suddenly withdrew his sword and blocked it in front of his chest, and the whole person almost increased his speed to the extreme, and retreated backwards.

Bang bang bang!

The endless explosion sounded suddenly, and all the golden crows that permeated the cliff all exploded at the same time at this moment, as if tens of thousands of cannonballs exploded at the same time, and the blazing flames spread across the entire cliff, igniting the trees in the surrounding forests, and even spreading to more than ten meters away from the cliff, so that the rest of the strong people who were fighting in full swing couldn't help but stop and dodge the sudden flames.

With a radius of two hundred meters and a height of three zhang, it was all filled with fire at this moment.

"Is this the Golden Crow Burning Sky of the Chixiao Sword General?" Among the trees, the middle-aged man who was pouring wine and nibbling on game slowly turned his head, looking at the hundred-meter space that fell into the sea of fire, and his eyes revealed a touch of shock.

Chixiao Sword General, Golden Crow Burning Sky!

Once on the Sino-Vietnamese border, he slaughtered thousands of Vietnamese troops in one move, and the whole country was shocked!