At this time, the people of the True Martial Sect had long forgotten to cheer, and what they had in their hearts was only endless shock.

It turned out that the gap between himself and the door owner was so big.

Of course, everyone also had the same idea in their hearts, this time, Tang Fei should not be able to resist it.

At this time, the ground under Tang Fei's feet trembled, and his body naturally tossed up and down.

However, there was no fear or panic in his eyes, only a calm like water.

The divine dragon in mid-air let out a heaven-shattering roar, and the true qi between heaven and earth began to surge wildly towards each other.

Immediately, the brilliant True Yuan formed a condensed True Yuan, which fell on Tang Fei from top to bottom.

Tang Fei's whole person shone brightly.

"The Eighteen Styles of the Holy Dragon, the Ninth Style......"

Still calmly, he threw a punch.

Thundered!

The surging sword yuan collided with Tang Fei's punch again.

The entire space was filled with broken true elements, and everyone couldn't tell who had the upper hand in the duel between the two.

It wasn't until the world was quiet that everyone saw that whether it was Tang Fei or Zhuo Yintian, they were no longer in place.

The two of them retreated a few hundred meters each.

However, the two instantly reappeared in the same place.

"You are very unexpected, if you come to challenge me in ten years, I will definitely lose, but it is a pity that you come to provoke me now, and there is only one result waiting for you, and that is death. ”

Zhuo Yintian slowly raised the True Martial Divine Sword again, and at this moment, his face was filled with an incomparably divine aura, "Next, I will let you appreciate the true power of the True Martial Divine Sword." ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Yintian opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the True Martial God Sword.

What the other party spit out is the natal essence blood.

As the True Martial God Sword quickly absorbed Zhuo Yintian's natal essence blood, the originally warm and crystalline sword body instantly turned blood red.

And an indescribable killing aura, but it spread out from it.

Finally, Zhuo Yintian threw the long sword into the air.

The long sword suddenly turned into a blood-colored long sword hundreds of meters long, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Tang Fei.

"Go!"

Zhuo Yintian pointed at the blood-colored long sword and hit Tang Fei directly.

The long sword seemed to sweep around the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-red dot, and it was suddenly pulled closer, like a missile, shooting towards Tang Fei on the ground.

When the blood-colored long sword flew closer, around the long sword, layers of blood-colored sword elements were also set off, and they attacked Tang Fei overwhelmingly.

Tang Fei's face finally showed a hint of solemnity.

But he was still so shocked that he clenched his fists and attacked!

Bang!

The entire long sword, at a distance of more than ten meters from Tang Fei, facilitated the latter's attack, and in an instant, the entire sky was dyed blood red.

When everything fell silent again, a huge crater had appeared on the ground, and Tang Fei's voice had disappeared.

"The door master won, is that kid dead?"

"It's definitely dead, I guess there's not even a corpse left!"

"This is the fate of being the enemy of our True Martial Sect!"

……

The disciple of the True Martial Sect said excitedly.

In the Dragon Ball, Mu Qingzhu was full of grief in his heart, and tears came out of his eyes.

However, her eyes were full of determination, she clenched her fists, and said to herself: "He'll be fine, the Dragon Ball is still there, and I can still feel his breath......"

"Ahem......"

Sure enough, a slightly embarrassed figure crawled out of the huge pit and reached out to dust the sand and gravel on his body.

"I'd like to see if you can block a few more swords. ”

Zhuo Yintian was already in control, shaking his head slightly, his voice was full of pity for Tang Fei.

The True Martial Divine Sword turned into blood again.

This time, the True Martial God Sword was in mid-air, and instantly turned into tens of thousands of sharp short swords.

The short sword was suspended in mid-air, with an endless bloodthirsty aura, aimed at Tang Fei on the ground.

……

"That's it, I'm not going to play with you. ”

Tang Fei suddenly raised his head and looked at the Ancient Divine Dragon in the sky.

A phoenix roared through the sky, and the horny Qingluan Fire Phoenix burned half of the sky into fiery red.

After a death, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and the huge body of the python was churning, soaring side by side with the divine dragon in the sky.

An ancient and vast voice came, and Kunpeng, which was enough to cover the entire heaven and earth, instantly darkened the entire space.

""Eighteen Styles of the Dragon", the eighteenth style, the Dragon Vertical and Horizontal. ”

Tang Fei's voice was cold, like a countdown to the end of the world, clearly beating everyone's hearts.

Above the nine heavens, the four primeval divine beasts occurred together, and the endless true yuan fell to the world like a galaxy.

Thousands of blood-colored short swords, after an acceleration, appeared in front of Zhuo Yintian.

"Go!"

In Zhuo Yintian's throat, he spat out a syllable that carried a powerful lethality.

All of a sudden, ten thousand swords are shooting!!

Tang Fei was also covered in blood.

"Broken!"

Tang Fei swung out the last form of "Eighteen Styles of the Divine Dragon".

Boom Boom Boom!!

A deafening sound filled the space, and nearby buildings and mountains crumbled one after another, like a tornado that destroyed the world.

The strong impact lasted for a full minute, and there was still no end to the stance, and the shock wave and explosion range generated by the collision were more than ten times that of before, and the disciples of the True Martial Sect who were originally watching the battle from a distance were affected and were torn to pieces on the spot.

Seeing this scene, everyone fled in a hurry, for fear that they would accidentally lose their lives.

"It's horrible, it's horrible!!"

fled until several kilometers away, looking at the two people who were constantly fighting, everyone stopped, and said with a pale face.

In the confrontation that destroyed the world and the earth, only Mu Qingzhu, who was shrouded in the Dragon Ball, did not suffer the slightest damage.

Even, those violent shockwaves didn't make the Dragon Balls move at all.

After more than ten minutes of this violent confrontation, a figure flew out from the core of the explosion at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and flew thousands of meters away, smashing a large mountain to smithereens.

"Who, who's that?!"

The remnants of the True Martial Sect's disciples and elders said almost in unison.

"Those who fly out must be on Tang Fei, and the door master will definitely win!"

"Yes, yes, the door master has the upper hand before!"

Everyone said almost in unison, undoubtedly not supporting Zhuo Yintian.

However, just after a few people finished speaking, a tall figure came out of the smoke and dust of the explosion, which made them completely stunned.

"The master of the door, the master of the door, he is defeated?!"

The faces of the people were like ashes.

"No, he's dead. ”

Tang Fei squinted his eyes and said lightly.

(End of chapter)