The wooden box resisted the huge impact, and there was a faint glow around the box, as if resisting, this scene made people happy, and it was very likely that it was the treasure left by the Eastern Emperor.

The Eastern Emperor is a legend of Ziwei, who is revered as the emperor by the world's great demons, and is the emperor of Weizhen Huanyu. Now that the items engraved with his mark appear here, how can people not care.

The wooden box cracked, and wisps of black gas emerged from the cracks.

Looking at this scene, everyone seemed to be suffocated, even if they were prepared, but it was difficult to accept the fact that the wooden box was broken.

Several demon kings gasped, as if they were unwilling to accept this fact.

But it soon came out of this emotion, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed, which was perhaps a sign that another more precious object was about to appear.

Su Yang's heart sank, and the black gas that overflowed from the wooden box actually made him feel a sense of disgust.

It seems that a similar breath has been encountered before.

It was at this time. An old man with gray hair, dressed in light gray linen, held a sword and stabbed at Su Yang.

There are still several powerful people around, and they don't want to see Su Yang and Duan Kongkong monopolize so many fragments, and at this moment, it is also difficult to make a move.

Su Yang held his sword to block, and at the same time stepped on Ling Xu's footwork, took dozens of steps backwards, and gently wiped the blood stains on his cheeks.

He was shocked and looked at the old man in sackcloth.

In Mai's hand, that sword turned out to be exactly the same as the wooden sword of one of the eight ancestral artifacts suspended above the stone platform!

Looking at this, Su Yang immediately guessed that this person was a certain patriarch of the Canglan Sword Sect.

"The response is not bad!"

"But it's better for young people to stay aside, and it's easy to die if they jump around casually. The old man in sackcloth spoke nonchalantly, as if he were talking about a very ordinary thing.

His eyes were full of contempt and indifference, and he didn't take Su Yang and the others in his eyes at all.

Su Yang held the sword, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a sneer, and said, "Really, but I think that some old and immortal people are more likely to fall apart." ”

"How long has it been since anyone dared to say such a thing to me......" the old man murmured.

Suddenly, two fine lights shot out of the eyes of the old man in sackcloth, and he suddenly made a move, and said in a deep voice:

"As a reward, the old man will give you a ride!"

"It depends on whether you have lived for such a long time, whether you have lived to the body of a dog!" Su Yang drank heavily, his spirit increased dramatically, and his whole body was full of golden light, no less than the Qingpeng Demon King who fought to the death just now.

His Yanwang Sword was like a lightsaber at the moment, wielding it domineeringly and fiercely.

The old man in sackcloth wielded his sword, majestic and majestic, sometimes like a pine Guyue, sometimes like a waterfall and the sea.

It gives the illusion of powerlessness.

The wooden sword and Su Yang's Yanwang sword slashed together, and it seemed to have a wonderful effect.

Soldiers are also spirits, and they seem to have to compete with each other!

The phantoms of two swords appeared in the void, exuding a compelling aura, as if they had recovered on their own, and they had been hit by the strongest blow from a peerless powerhouse.

Zi Lingxue, who didn't leave Su Yang for a moment, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Pouting, the indignant face is also calm, the autumn water has no waves, like a fairy in January, noble and beautiful, people can't bear to look at it more.

"I thought his grandmother brought the broken wooden sword, but it turned out to be a high-end fake. "Between the mountain walls, Lei Chuyun scolded loudly, and there was no Venerable demeanor at all

Many people on the mountain wall looked sideways at the two of them with a strange gaze.

"What does these two artillery battles have to do with that kid?" muttered an old man with white eyebrows in his heart.

……

It seems that another battle of life and death has started on the stone platform!

Su Yang's body seemed to be dormant with a fierce dragon, and every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by bursts of dragon groans.

The collision of sword qi between them was like a fierce dragon swimming between the mountains and the sea.

There were many visions in the air, and they were two different sword intents.

The golden dragon broke through the boundless waves, and the dragon roared for nine days.

A pine tree took root on the cliff, and suddenly it was shattered by the invisible sword qi.

A whirlpool formed by sword qi seemed to have boundless stars circulating, shattering a majestic mountain.

This scene made the people between the mountain walls praise.

An old man's eyes flashed with the shadow of a battle in the field, and he exclaimed: "The Canglan Sword Sutra is really powerful, and the attack power alone can be said to be the first of the seven immortal holy lands!"

"Yes, and with that sword!" the old man nodded.

"The most terrifying thing is that person, the current sect master still has to call him uncle, a veteran-level figure, and now he stoops down to fight with a junior. ”

One chuckled and sighed, "Because that kid killed that man's grandson......"

"Oh......" some of them nodded as if I understood.

Both seemed to be affected, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became! The two gradually knocked out of the altar and disappeared from the view of those who were among the mountain walls.

"It's a pity...... I couldn't see the origin of that kid's exercises. One glanced at the two of them and sighed regretfully.

Su Yang fought fiercely with the old man in Mai.

And next to them

The Qingpeng Demon King was in the air, wielding one hundred and eight thousand swords, each sword was made of Ling Yu's sacrifice, glowing with dazzling sword light, and the murderous aura was fierce.

The old ghost worker used a secret technique to turn himself into a puppet, the surface was covered with patterns, the body had endless mechanisms, and the physical body was no less than a treasure, it was simply a living humanoid weapon.

The two of them are inseparable from each other, but they are extremely dangerous, as if they can distinguish life and death at any time.

On the stone platform, people were in full swing to scramble for the fragments of this black lotus, disputes arose, and very few were really idle, and even Zi Yundong, who had always been kind, showed his terrifying side.

In these battles, the most eye-catching ones are the two battlefields next to each other, Su Yang and Qingpeng Demon King.

They don't get involved in any fighting, but they are the fiercest.

On the side, Duan is empty, and the days that have been comfortable are coming to an end.

Originally, he steadily pocketed the twenty-one fast fragments, but at the last moment, he was stabbed by several people around.

In the end, only seventeen pieces arrived.

Seventeen pieces can be said to be the most collected combination on the stone platform, but this still can't offset Duan Kongkong's resentment.

A few of the old people who intercepted just now had no grudges or grudges with Su Yang Duan, and they had the demeanor of their predecessors, and they were unwilling to do anything to their juniors.

After the seventeen Black Lotus fragments fell into Duan Kong's empty hands, he left.

Now, there were three people standing in front of Duan Kongkong, who were their old enemies, the people of Qingcheng Mountain and the Xingliu Sect.

"The predecessors of the Canglan Sword Sect will definitely be able to kill this fang. The man from Qingcheng Mountain looked at the place where Su Yang was fighting with the old man in sackcloth from the Canglan Sword Sect and said.

Qingcheng Mountain looks very young, it is Gou Phiyang's third brother, Qing Songzi.

"In that case, send them to death over there!" The Star Shadow Peak Peak Lord's face was gloomy and his state was very bad, and he looked like a powder keg that had exploded.

He was beaten by Su Yang before, and if the rest of the people hadn't come to the rescue, he would probably have died.

He was the first to rush forward, and a sword in his hand was transparent, and only the hilt could be seen, and the blade could not be seen at all.

Another member of the Starstream Sect followed.