Over the land of Yama...

At this moment, even the air is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder...

The two camps looked at each other, and a strong killing intent emerged. I thought that with the arrival of Traceless, the Dajing Dynasty could wash away its previous frustration, but I never thought that Mo Yunzun actually had the strongest hole card, not only did a god realm powerhouse like the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable come again, but also invited Lin Shengqi, the personal disciple of the Lord of the Western Realm, a seven-grade spirit rune master.

In this way, Mo Yunzun directly reversed the situation strongly; now the situation is clear, the balance of victory has changed again, and it is tilted towards the Lingwu Dynasty in an instant; and the side of the Dajing Dynasty, although there are two powerhouses in the Divine Realm, Feng Yizhang and Traceless, it is still difficult to compete with the side of the Lingwu Dynasty with such a terrifying lineup...

Rumble.

In mid-air, a violent torrent of spiritual energy suddenly rose into the sky, and bursts of divine realm coercion swept across the heavens and the earth, making people feel frightened.

Swish...

I saw that the figure of the iron-armed old immortal on the side of Na Mo Yunzun was the first to shoot out, and when the remnants of the Dao appeared, his figure had already appeared in front of the chapter of the wind in the blink of an eye...

Boom.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a muffled sound, only to see the iron-armed old fairy's left arm rising against the storm, and there was a violent aura entwined on the fist, as indestructible as armor, and the terrifying and powerful aura fluctuated and swept out.

"Look for death. ”

Seeing that the iron-armed old fairy actually took the initiative to attack him, Feng Yizhang also had anger in his heart; the soles of his feet stomped violently, and the aura in his body also burst out in an instant, and with a wave of his robe, there was a torrent of aura like a storm swept out, devouring the past towards the iron-armed old fairy...

Boom!

The torrent of aura like a storm tore through the space, colliding with the oncoming iron-armed old immortal. There was an instant silence between heaven and earth, as if time had stood still, and in the next second, there was a deafening sound, and violent energy fluctuations swept out, causing turmoil in heaven and earth...

The aura light curtain arranged around the land of Yama was shocked and became violently shaken, rippling with layers of ripples, as if it could not bear it, making people feel nervous.

Swish.

At the moment when the shock wave raged in the sky had not subsided, the wind turned into a streamer of light as soon as its body moved, and plunged headlong into the center of the torrent of spiritual energy...

Knock, knock, knock...

While the aura torrent was raging, everyone's vision was obstructed, and they couldn't see clearly the battle between Feng Yizhang and the iron-armed old immortal who was in the center of the aura torrent. But the muffled sound that erupted from it could be felt by anyone, how fierce the battle between the two in the center of the aura torrent was...

Boom!

In the loud sound of the earth-shattering, I saw a figure flying out of it in embarrassment, and it was the iron-armed old fairy.

At this moment, the iron-armed old immortal was wearing a cloak, and there was a trace of blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth, and his face looked extremely pale, as if on the robe with strange patterns inscribed by Zhou Tian Xingchen, there were slender scratches emerging, as if he had been injured by a fierce wind...

His entire left arm fell as if it were lifeless, and drops of blood fell from the sleeve robe, drop by drop...

Seeing such a scene, everyone was amazed, obviously the strength of the Iron Arm Old Immortal and the Wind Chapter were equal, how could they be so seriously injured in the short battle with the Wind Chapter...

As soon as they thought of this, everyone's eyes shifted from the iron-armed old immortal to the center of the spiritual energy torrent, and they were also quite puzzled, what kind of price did the wind chapter pay if they could hurt the iron-armed old immortal to such an extent.

Call...

A bone-like yin wind swept through, and the torrent of spiritual energy raging in mid-air gradually faded away, and a figure gradually appeared clearly in everyone's sight...

When the aura torrent completely dissipated, I saw the figure of the wind standing motionless in the air, and the aura fluctuations around him had not weakened for a moment, and it was still extremely strong.

His robe moved in the wind, and the hunting sound, as if the fierce battle just now did not exist, there was not a single injury on his body, and looking at the fluctuation of his breath, it didn't seem like he could pretend at all, which meant that he relied on his true strength to almost crush the old immortal with a crushing attitude, and severely injured the old immortal with the iron arm......

Hiss...

At this moment, countless powerhouses gasped for this, and they couldn't help but sigh when did the combat power of this Wind Chapter become so terrifying? In such a fierce battle with a God Realm powerhouse of the same level, not only was he unharmed, but he was also able to seriously injure his opponent to this point.

"It seems... Something is wrong..."On the mountain in the distance, there was a trace of doubt in the eyes of the Jin Renjie, and he muttered: "Could it be that ...... Breeze Sword!?"

"What's going on?"

Looking at the iron-armed old immortal who was seriously injured and retreated, Mo Yunzun and the others also had terrifying expressions on their faces. They never thought that the iron-armed old immortal would not be able to hold out for a few rounds in the hands of Feng Yizhang...

"According to legend, the Feng family of the royal family of the Dajing Dynasty has an eight-pattern spiritual weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation - the Qingfeng Sword. If it was as expected, the iron-armed old immortal should have been caught off guard by the use of the Qingfeng Sword in the first chapter of the wind, so he ended up in such a miserable defeat. A white-robed old man beside Lan Yuan showed a hint of jealousy on his face, and explained in a deep voice: "Back then, his name as the wind god came because of the Qingfeng Sword in his hand. ”

"I see..."Lan Yuan played with the folding fan in his hand, showed a faint smile, and muttered.

Sure enough, when everyone's eyes condensed, they found that on the right hand of the wind chapter, there was an almost transparent long sword, and if you looked closely, you would find that on the transparent wind sword, there were storm-like ancient patterns engraved in it.

On the body of the Qingfeng Sword, there was a pure aura of heaven and earth flowing slowly, and there was no half-point of sword qi overflowing;

This breeze is worthy of its name!

With the blessing of an eight-pattern spirit weapon, the Qingfeng Sword, Feng Yizhang's combat power will naturally skyrocket, and the iron-armed old immortal has no time to react, so Feng Yizhang can end this battle at such a speed.

"Do you guys have any plans to do it together?"

In mid-air, Feng Yizhang slowly raised the Qingfeng Sword in his hand expressionlessly, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was Mo Yunzun and the others.

Originally, the lineup invited by Mo Yunzun could be called luxurious, but he didn't expect to lose a God Realm powerhouse so soon. The decisive move of the first chapter of the wind also disrupted the deployment of Mo Yunzun's heart.

Now, the iron-armed old immortal has temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, and if he wants to recover, it will take at least half a day, and that Lin Shengwei's temperament Mo Yunzun is also unpredictable, and it is obviously not much hope to expect her to make a move. In this way, on Mo Yunzun's side, the advantage is gone in a blink of an eye.

"Damn..."

In the face of Feng Yizhang's provocative words, the iron-armed old fairy's face couldn't help but distort for a while, and in the depths of his eyes, an almost substantial killing intent emerged.

"Old ghost, if you don't come next. ”

Swish.

Just as the words of the first chapter of the wind fell, its figure had already disappeared in place, and in the next second, a sharp sound of breaking the sky resounded, and its figure was like a tornado, directly tearing through the space, pointing directly at Mo Yunzun.

"Brother Wan Poison, let's do it together. ”

With the Qingfeng Sword in hand, the combat power of the Wind Chapter has skyrocketed, and Mo Yunzun doesn't care about the so-called face, and directly plans to join forces with the Ten Thousand Poison Venerables;

The battle between the two gods of Fengyun has started again.

It's just that just as the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's figure was about to make a move, the figure of the traceless man appeared in front of him like a ghost, smiled faintly, and said, "Their affairs will be solved by themselves, you better not interfere, otherwise..."

"I have long heard of the name of the strongest man in the Dajing Dynasty, and today I will try to see if you are worthy of this name. ”

The obstruction of the Traceless Son did not make the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable evade it, because he knew that since he had chosen to stand on the side of Mo Yunzun, he was destined to have no way back. If Mo Yunzun's gamble loses this time, then he will also not be able to stay in the Eastern Realm.

Since you have caught up with the people of the Western Realm, you can only fight to the end and see if you can fight to find a way out.

Rumble.

In the next moment, there was a majestic torrent of spiritual energy rushing up to the sky, and the breath fluctuations of the powerhouses of the Divine Realm swept out layer by layer;

This big gamble between himself and Mo Yunzun, whoever dares to stop it, no matter who it is, will have to die!

Swish.

At the same time, I saw that the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's palms had become extremely dark at this moment, and there was a trace of aura wrapped around it like black threads.

The Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons is not only just a God Realm powerhouse, he is also unique in his use of poison.

"That's a little bit interesting..."

When he saw the dark palms of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, a look of interest appeared in the eyes of the Traceless Son, after all, he himself was also a master of using poison.

Boom.

The thick aura erupted from the body of the traceless son, soaring straight into the sky, shaking the void, looking at the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable who was pointing directly at him, not only did he not have the intention of evading, but instead shot out in the most direct way, like a hard collision.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two met head-on, and without too many words, the dark palms of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable formed a knife-shaped, with bursts of cold aura, and slashed towards the traceless.

"Just let me see how hot your poisonous skills are. ”

Wuxian Zi also has some expectations in his heart, after all, he has been in the Dajing Dynasty for so many years, and he has not met a master of poison who can match him.

Sometimes, the invincibility of a certain aspect is also a kind of helplessness.

Just as the dark palms of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable landed on his body, he saw a crimson color emerge from the surface of the traceless body, and a domineering heat wave spread out from his body...

Boom.

When the dark palms landed on the chest of the Traceless Son with a cold aura, a touch of fierceness appeared in the depths of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's eyes; after all, his poisonous skills were cultivated by absorbing all kinds of poisonous things, and he was extremely domineering; when he landed on the Traceless Son, the poisonous gas entered the body, and it was difficult to suppress it if he cultivated in the Divine Realm.

Laugh at...

It's just that at the moment when the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable urged the poisonous palm, a terrifying high temperature swept out from the traceless body, and immediately the cold qi was quickly evaporated, and a burst of mist rose up...

At that moment, the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's face changed dramatically. Because he clearly felt that the high temperature that erupted from the Traceless Son's body was actually destroying the cold qi contained in his poisonous palm, and an extreme high temperature actually began to invade his palm.

"How so?"

Although the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons had doubts in his heart, this was not the time to think about this problem, the terrifying heat coming from the palm of his hand made his hands become more and more red, even if the spiritual energy in his body resisted, it was still difficult to suppress. Wherever the high temperature passed, there was a sharp pain in the flesh and blood, like the bite of ten thousand ants, and the pain was incomparable...

"Ahh

Hearing a terrible scream, the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable shot back with great speed, and his originally dark palms became extremely red at this moment, and in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be red ants devouring his flesh and blood, and severe pain came out of it, making his face distorted.

"How does this red ant venom feel?"

Not far in front of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, Traceless was looking at him with a smile and a smug expression. The Red Ant Beast is a supreme yang poison, and I think that in order to absorb its essence and blood, I have suffered a lot, and looking at the painful appearance of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, the hardships I have endured at the beginning are still worth it.

"Next, I'll let you feel the real horror of this red ant venom. ”

When the words fell, I saw a sudden change in the two palms of the traceless son, and a red color burst out from between his two palms, filling the entire sky in an instant.

The moment the red light burst out, the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable's already red hands seemed to be touched by some kind of touch, and dense blood lines appeared in the flesh and blood, interlaced and crisscrossed, and a trace of blood overflowed from it, and a little bit of vitality gradually passed...

When he really felt that the breath of death was about to come to him, the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable no longer hesitated, and shouted for help to Lin Shengjiao, who was watching the battle leisurely from aside: "Master Lin, save me!"