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"What!?, this old ghost of Ziyang is so bold, he dares to attack my Xuanling Sect!"

Hearing this news, Chu Aofeng was stunned for a moment, and then a look of anger appeared on his face, and a sense of killing intent came out between his eyebrows, causing the temperature in the hall to plummet by more than ten degrees, becoming cold and biting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. For more exciting novels, please visit

If it was a few days ago, the old ghost of Ziyang led the masters of the Ziyang Sect to attack, Chu Aofeng might still be a little jealous.

But now is different from the past, with the help of the resources that Chu Xuan brought back from the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm and the pills he refined, the entire Xuanling Sect has made a qualitative leap in strength, and it has already surpassed the Purple Yang Sect, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

"Ziyang old ghost, originally I wanted you and your Ziyang Sect to live in this Xuanyang County for a few more days, since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you!" Chu Aofeng's face was full of evil anger, and he immediately turned around and waved his hand at the high-level Xuanling Sect present, and shouted: "All the disciples of the Xuanling Sect listen to the order and face the battle!"

"Fight!" all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect shouted in unison.

Brush! Brush!

When the words fell, everyone, led by Chu Aofeng, rushed towards the outside of the main hall, bringing a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Soon, the crowd came to the mountain gate.

There, at this time, there was a terrible battle, blood swaying like a fountain, staining the ground red, and the severed limbs were scattered all over the place, as if you had come to an Shura field.

And such a terrifying scene did not make anyone feel afraid, but instead stimulated the primal ferocity in the underlying bones, one by one let out a beast-like roar, red eyes, and used all their skills to kill the enemy in front of them.

One after another, the disciples of the Ziyang Sect or the Xuanling Sect fell in a pool of blood!

At this moment, the advantage of the strength of the disciples of the Xuanling Sect is reflected, if it is the Xuanling Sect in the past, in the face of such a ferocious attack of the Ziyang Sect, not to mention that it will collapse at the touch of a button, but it will also be defeated and retreated, but now it is evenly matched, if it is not for the elders and the old ghosts of the Ziyang Sect to make a move, they can even gain the upper hand!

"Didn't this Xuanling Sect say that it had already been defeated? How could there be so many powerful disciples? It was simply a few points stronger than my Purple Yang Sect! What was the reason for this? Could it be because of the peerless inheritance of the 'Heavenly Sword Monarch'?"

The old ghost of Ziyang slashed to death a disciple of the Xuanling Sect who was close to him with one palm, and his face was full of shock, as if he couldn't believe that the Xuanling Sect, which had been in decline for many years, actually had such a strong strength.

Immediately, the old ghost of Ziyang seemed to think of something, and a greedy and fiery look suddenly welled up in his ruthless eyes:

"The Xuanling Sect, which has been in decline for many years, can actually achieve such a huge improvement in such a short period of time after obtaining the peerless inheritance of the 'Heavenly Sword Monarch', the old man must get this inheritance in his hands!

"It's all for the old man to die!"

Under the influence of greed, the killing power of the old ghost of Ziyang skyrocketed, and with a loud roar, it exploded the three Xuanling Sect disciples into a cloud of blood mist with one palm.

"Sect Master, let's retreat! The strength of this group of Xuanling Sect disciples doesn't know why, it has become so fierce, our casualties are already very heavy, if it continues like this, our Purple Yang Sect will be greatly injured, even if we destroy Xuanling Gong, we won't be able to please it!"

And at this moment, the Great Elder of the Ziyang Sect ran in front of the old ghost of Ziyang, his face was full of panic, he never thought that the Xuanling Sect, which had been weak for many years, would become so strong, where was their night attack on the Xuanling Sect, it was clearly the Xuanling Sect that caught them off guard.

The old ghost of Ziyang snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of, we have the Gu family as a backer, no matter how strong this Xuanling Sect is, will it still be the opponent of the Gu family?" With the help of the Gu family, no matter how strong the Xuanling Sect is, there is only one way to destroy!"

"But......" The Great Elder of the Purple Yang Sect wanted to say something.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, listen to the old man's orders, and go all out to kill the disciples of the Xuanling Sect!"

The old ghost of Ziyang waved his robe, interrupted his words, and then roared at the group of Xuanling Sect disciples who were struggling to kill the enemy: "All Xuanling Sect disciples listen, tonight your Xuanling Sect will definitely be defeated, if you don't want to die, surrender obediently now, the old man can spare him, if anyone dares to resist stubbornly, there will be no mercy!"

"Ziyang old ghost, don't dream! Our Xuanling Sect disciples have no seeds, and we will never surrender to you!"

"Don't be afraid of the old ghost of Ziyang, continue to fight hard to kill the enemy, and when the sect master arrives, it will be the end of this group of Ziyang sect miscellaneous!

"Not bad! haha!"

……

A group of Xuanling Sect disciples laughed bloodily, not only did they not be frightened by the threat of the old ghost of Ziyang, but they became more ferocious.

"A group of waste-like things, dare to disobey the old man's words, really self-defeating! Since you want to be a funeral companion to the Xuanling Sect, then the old man will fulfill you!" Seeing this scene, the old ghost of Ziyang was angry, his nose was crooked, and he roared angrily, and the majestic innate qi surged, turning into a purple-red giant palm in that void, enveloping more than a dozen elite disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and blasting away.

Poof!

Before the purple red palm mark fell, it was spurting blood from the mouths of those elite disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and their faces were shocked, they were just cultivators who had just broken through the innate realm, even if they sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, they could not be the opponents of the Ziyang old ghost, the sixth-fold cultivator of the congenital realm.

"Ziyang old ghost, just because you also want to destroy my Xuanling Sect?

Just when those Xuanling Sect disciples closed their eyes and waited for death, a cold cheer of disdain suddenly sounded, and then that figure appeared in front of them, as if it was a magnificent mountain, protecting them, and then two fingers volleyed into the air: "Broken Star Finger!"

Sou.

The innate qi gushed out from the fingertips, turning into a brilliant beam of light, rolling up a fierce power, piercing through the void, and smashing fiercely on the purple and red palm print, blasting it directly away.

"It's the Sect Master!"

"The Sect Master is here!"

"Haha! This group of Ziyang Sect's miscellaneous pieces are finished!"

……

The few disciples of the Xuanling Sect who were ready to die, after waiting for a long time without any pain, immediately opened their eyes and looked ahead, seeing Chu Aofeng stop vomiting, a strong expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on their faces, and they roared.

"Miscellaneous pieces of the Purple Sun Sect, your end has come, haha!"

The disciples of the Xuanling Sect elsewhere on the battlefield also laughed when they found out that Chu Aofeng was coming.

"Ziyang old ghost, you are really impatient, you dare to come to attack my Xuanling Sect, could it be that you want to find death!?" Chu Aofeng suspended in the sky, staring at the Ziyang old ghost coldly, his voice was as cold as ice.

"Hehe, why doesn't the old man want to attack your Xuanling Sect, but also destroy your Xuanling Sect tonight! I want you to leave no chickens and dogs in your Xuanling Sect, and use it as a funeral for my Ziyang Sect to be a red cloud on the first day!"

Thundered!

As the words fell, a roar like a volcanic eruption suddenly came from the thin body of the old ghost of Ziyang, and then a blazing furious aura swept away like a storm.

A majestic purple-red light also poured out like a landslide and tsunami, turning into nine rounds of purple-red light like a scorching sun in the void.

Condensing the nine rounds of Ziyang, it is the highest level of the Ziyang Sect's Zhenzong Gong "Ziyang Battle Body"!

"Nine Yang Divine Fire Pillar!"

The old ghost of Ziyang roared again, his palms were violently closed, and he pinched out a seal, and suddenly saw that the nine rounds of purple-red light instantly fused, turning into a pillar of light that was extremely thick and surrounded by violent purple-red flames, and bursts of strong aura of destruction continued to emanate from it, spreading between heaven and earth, making people feel a terrifying feeling of suffocation.

"Kill!"

The old ghost of Ziyang wrapped his hands around the pillar of purple and red light, waved it, and with an extremely fierce attitude, he blasted towards Chu Aofeng.

Boom! Boom!

Wherever the purple-red pillar of light passed, the void was distorted in an instant, and then it exploded like a ignited explosion, turning into visible air wave ripples, sweeping away, and at the same time, the earth also shook violently, and there were countless shocking hideous cracks, which quickly spread.

It's as if the old ghost of Ziyang wants to collapse the entire Xuanling Mountain with one pillar!

It's terrifying!

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