Whoever dares to cross this line, die!

Rumble!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Xuan.

This is not the first time that everyone has heard this, and it is not the first time that Yang Xuan has said it, but this time, it is not to an ordinary martial artist, but to a Shinto elder.

Under Shinto, they are all ants!

This is not false at all.

Don't look at the tens of thousands of martial artists here, but even if everyone rushes up, facing a Shinto, it is still not enough to see, which is why everyone does not dare to cross the line.

Because the demon god on the stone is really capable, and he is determined to kill these tens of thousands of warriors at all.

But Shinto is different, once you enter Shinto, you will be free from now on.

When a warrior enters the Tao, realizes the Tao, and finally steps into the realm of Shinto, he is out of the mundane and is the pinnacle of martial arts.

And now, Yang Xuan said to Shinto for the first time in front of them, and those who cross the line die.

Everyone is waiting to see what happens.

He Yiyuan was silent, and at the same time, he finally knew that Bai Qi was a madman at all, a madman who didn't make any sense.

The best way to deal with such a madman is to crush him into powder and never be able to live beyond his life.

"Bai Qi, others say that you have stepped into the Void God Realm, and that you can be on an equal footing with Xingchen Sword Yi Changjue, but I don't believe it. He Yiyuan's eyes gradually became cold, full of murderous intent.

He slowly raised his feet and walked towards the line drawn by Yang Xuan, exuding a powerful momentum from his body, rising into the sky and stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Bai Qi, now, I am about to cross this line, I want to see how you kill me. ”

He didn't walk fast, one step at a time, and with each step, the momentum on his body increased a few points.

Yang Xuan's gaze fell behind He Yiyuan, where a high mountain appeared from the void, standing up to the sky and crushing the void.

In the end, everyone was dumbfounded, and their eyes saw the huge mountain phantom that appeared behind He Yiyuan, and the huge momentum that covered the heavens and the earth.

"This ...... This is Shinto, it's terrifying!" Yu Hongmei opened her mouth wide and her expression was glazed.

"Shinto ......" Chen Pingzhi also had a look of surprise on his face, but more than that, he was envious and yearning.

Wu Wen was hidden under a tree, looking at the high mountain that appeared from the void, his face was extremely pale, and he couldn't say a word.

Even if he was hundreds of meters away, he could still feel the terrifying aura emanating from the high mountain, and under this breath, he was like a speck of dust.

Everyone felt the same as the three of them, and at this moment, everyone understood the sentence more clearly: under the Shinto, they are all ants.

The people behind He Yiyuan were retreating, their eyes showed a look of respect, as the Shinto elder of the Changkong Gate, He Yiyuan had not made a move for many years, this time he made an exception, on the one hand, because of the death of the seven inner disciples, but more because of the white name.

Bai Qi's name is too loud, He Yiyuan is happy to see the hunt.

When He Yiyuan's momentum rose to a peak, he had already come to the outside of the circle, only one step away from that line.

At this time, Yang Xuan suddenly sighed, and then said, "Have you really thought about it?

Facing Yang Xuan's question, He Yiyuan's eyes did not change, he just raised his feet and landed on his feet!

This step fell in the circle!

Rumble!

Gao Shan crushed the void and came to the top of Yang Xuan's head.

Even, Yang Xuan could see the trees and streams on the high mountains.

He sighed again.

Those who can enter the way of Shinto, who has not gone through countless lives and deaths, and who is not a strong-willed person, how can they turn around and retreat after a few words?

He Yiyuan is the first, but it will never be the last, I am afraid that from now on, there will be a different name here.

Because, there will be a lot of Shinto masters here.

He Yiyuan stepped into the circle, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe, holding their breath, their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any detail.

Gao Shan pressed over, and the murderous intent flashed in He Yiyuan's eyes, this move was already his most powerful blow, and it was the embodiment of all his Dao intentions.

For Bai Qi, although he showed disdain, but he never dared to despise it in his heart, how could there be a vain under the fame, Yang Xuanneng shook the entire eastern land, there were not a few brushes under his hands, he was the first to disbelieve it.

Therefore, as soon as he makes a move, it is the strongest blow, which is the best blow.

He wanted to crush Yang Xuan with one blow, so that he would never be able to turn over.

He had that faith.

But the next moment, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face, because, above his Daoyi Mountain, another mountain suddenly appeared, and this high mountain was even higher and bigger than his Daoyi Mountain.

If his Daoist Mountains are to crush the void and shake the heavens and the earth, then the mountains from Yang Xuan are themselves heaven and earth.

Under the pressure of the high mountains, He Yiyuan's Dao intention was instantly reduced to fragments, the mountains collapsed, the trees dried up, and the streams were traversed.

This has nothing to do with the size of the force, this is completely the crushing of the Dao will, the crushing of the realm.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of He Yiyuan's mouth.

The stunned look on his face vanished, replaced by a deep fear.

"No, it's impossible! How can you break my Dao will?" he yelled frantically, completely losing the composure of a Shinto master, completely losing the demeanor of a Shinto master, and becoming like a child who had lost his beloved toy.

His Dao intention was broken by Yang Xuan, which completely subverted his worldview and subverted his common sense.

How is this possible, how is it possible?

He didn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

In the face of He Yiyuan's madness, Yang Xuan's eyes were still very flat, he didn't answer He Yiyuan's question, but just gently pressed down the mountain.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth shook, and the void shattered!

Everyone felt as if they had been caught in a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and they couldn't stand on their feet, and they directly turned into rolling gourds.

Relieving the fear on her face, she pulled Luo Yi and retreated rapidly, even so, she felt like a leaf in the wind, and she couldn't help herself at all, as if she would be swept into it in the next moment, torn to pieces, and there was not even a slag left.

At this moment, she was extremely glad that she hadn't crossed that line, otherwise, she would have become a pile of meat foam.

Luo Yi's face was full of sluggishness, the moment she saw Yang Xuan's mountain that crushed the void, she had completely lost the ability to move, if it wasn't for the light relief that pulled her back quickly, I'm afraid she would have turned into dust under that momentum at this time.

The mountain fell, and He Yiyuan disappeared under the mountain, turning into a faint stroke on Yang Xuanfeng's great achievements.

Until the moment before he died, He Yiyuan couldn't believe that he died here like this, in the hands of Bai Qi.

"Maybe, I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't have crossed that line!" muttered to himself at the last moment of his life.

This became the last thought of his life.

He Yiyuan died, and the Shinto master from the Changkong Gate died, becoming the first Shinto in the entire northwest to die at the hands of Yang Xuan.

The black beads fluctuated, and without any accidents, they absorbed He Yiyuan's soul power.

As early as when Yang Xuan killed hundreds of people with one move, he had already driven Heizhu to start eating.

Since he has already started killing, what is he polite about.

He Yiyuan, as a master of Shinto, how powerful his soul is, Yang Xuan naturally will not let it go.

He was eager to see what kind of changes would occur when the black bead absorbed enough soul power.

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