As soon as this black giant sword came out, the heavens and the earth trembled.

It's just that for some reason, he held it high and didn't cut it down for a long time, obviously with Yu Wenlie's state at the moment, it seems that he is very reluctant to urge this sword, and it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate qi.

Although Yu Wenlie's face was pale, his aura became extremely powerful, with a crazy murderous aura in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice: "No matter who you are, if you dare to block my way today, even if the old man fights for the rest of the Shouyuan, he will kill you!"

Although Wei Wuya's true identity is still unknown, this point also hinders Yu Wenlie's monstrous hatred for him, if it wasn't for his sudden seizure of the golden armor puppet corpse, he would have captured Zhang Tianjiu and left Bai Zecheng smoothly.

But now it has ended up in a situation where both sides are defeated, even if they win this battle of life and death, it is just a tragic victory, the secret technique of seven emotions just now, forcibly improving the realm, has consumed more than three hundred years of life, this body is already a candle in the wind, and it is only a matter of time before it sits down.

"What a powerful supernatural power!"

The expression on Wei Wuya's face also became extremely solemn, and his breathing was rapid, producing a great sense of life and death crisis.

He knew very well in his heart that if he was cut off by Yu Wenlie's sword, even if he relied on the strong body of the golden armor puppet corpse, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

"This is already his limit! If he can survive it, the old ghost Yuwen will definitely die!"

As the ancestor of a generation of founding sects, Wei Wuya has encountered tens of thousands of strong enemies along the way, and his mind has already been sharpened to be as solid as a rock, so naturally he will not be frightened because of Yu Wenlie's magical secret technique, and he immediately came up with a countermeasure.

Facing the huge law phase that held up the black sword, as if even heaven and earth could be slashed, Wei Wuya did not retreat but advanced, his feet shattered the void, his body fell to the ground like a meteor, and turned into a long rainbow and headed straight towards Yu Wenlie.

The entire space has been locked by the sword intent in the hands of Yuwen Lie's Fa Xiang, and it is impossible to escape, so it is better to take the initiative to seize the opportunity.

Only this time, Wei Wuya ignored Yu Wenlie's law and chose to attack his body directly!

As soon as the physical body is destroyed, the primordial spirit will naturally have nowhere to follow, and the law will also collapse.

It's just that this way of playing at the bottom of the kettle is also a great risk, if it is slashed by Yuwen Lie's law minister in advance, it will be the end of death.

At the moment when Wei Wuya's body rushed out, Yu Wenlie immediately understood the opponent's thoughts, but now he also had no way back, and it would take at least three breaths to urge the Seven Emotions Magic Sword to be activated, and now there was only a hard encounter.

With a certain thought in mind, Yu Wenlie's face showed a crazy look, and he also took a big step forward and took the initiative to face Wei Wuya.

The two were originally nearly a thousand feet apart, but in the blink of an eye, they were already close.

Wei Wuya was like the reincarnation of the god of war, his whole body was surrounded by golden lightning, and he punched out with a fierce punch, and there was a heaven-shattering explosion in the void, and countless golden rays of light condensed into a huge ball of light, heading straight for Yu Wenlie's body's chest.

"The old man who fights for the flesh is naturally not able to compare to you, but he is not so much that he can't even withstand your blow!"

Yu Wenlie roared angrily, and also raised his right arm high and swung it out, and his clenched fist immediately let out a thunderous roar.

The two fists intersected, and the moment they touched each other, it was like two giant peaks hitting each other.

The huge roar shook Bai Ze City, which was far underground, and it seemed to shake violently.

The two figures in the void snorted and flew backwards at the same time.

Wei Wuya's right fist was blown up by the qi wave and the flesh was blurred, and even the white bones were exposed on some finger parts, but fortunately, the magic of the golden armor puppet was vividly displayed at this moment, but in the blink of an eye, the injured area was white bones and muscles, and it returned to normal.

Yu Wenlie's fate was even more tragic, and his entire arm had become like a fried twist flower that had just come out of the pot, twisted in a strange shape, which was completely scrapped.

However, this level of physical damage is not fatal to a high-level saint, and it will not take long to recover under the nourishment of spiritual power, but it can't recover as quickly as the body of a golden armor puppet.

"Yu Wenlie, you have this ability?"

As soon as Wei Wuya stabilized his body, he didn't stop for a moment, and his body moved again, his fist broke through the void, bringing bursts of thunder and bombardment, not giving Yu Wenlie the slightest chance to breathe.

Now that Yu Wenlie is bent on urging the Seven Emotions Giant Sword in the hands of the Law Minister as soon as possible, he can only delay the time a little through this step-by-step fighting method.

It's best to be able to smash Yu Wenlie's body before he can successfully sacrifice his killing move, so that he can be self-defeating. It's just that Wei Wuya also knows very well in his heart that this possibility is very small.

Although he occupies a huge advantage in physical strength, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to destroy the body of another peak high-level great saint in a short period of time, and now this way of fighting is just being forced to be helpless.

Yuwen Lie made it clear that he wanted the jade to be burned, and Wei Wuya finally leaned on the big tree of the Ninth Master, and the spirit was able to leave the underground palace and take away the golden armor puppet corpse to be reborn, and he didn't want to be buried with this old Yuwen ghost at all.

Seeing that it had reached the final moment of the secret technique, Yu Wenlie was also difficult to ride a tiger, and in the face of Wei Wuya's menacing attack, he could only roar in the same rage, and mustered up his spiritual power to bully him.

The two powerful forces collided with each other one after another in the Qianzhang Void, and for a while, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in a huge roar, rolling endlessly.

The towering mountains around Bai Ze City were impacted by this terrifying wave of spiritual power, and deep cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain, and large boulders rolled down, as if the end of the collapse of heaven and earth.

The void where the two were fighting, the surrounding space continued to collapse and recover, as if huge black holes appeared out of thin air on white paper, and disappeared the next moment, forming a strange picture.

"This, is this the terrifying power of the high-level saints......

In Bai Ze City, there was not a single monk of all sizes who did not change color in shock, and some of the lower realms had already been pressed to the point that it was extremely difficult to breathe, squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, their bodies trembling.

The ten presidents of the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce who woke up for the second time looked at the Void Battlefield like a chicken, and almost even their jaws dropped.

Those who were in the council hall before, who spoke disrespectfully to Zhang Tianjiu, even had the heart to die headlong.

It turned out that in the end, this bald junior who was regarded by them as unqualified to take over the position of alliance leader, and a single servant under his command could easily destroy the entire Tianhe Alliance.

"Boom!"

Another fierce collision.

Wei Wuya's body shook, he kicked back more than a dozen steps, and raised his head and spewed out a large mouthful of golden blood, even if it was King Kong's incorruptible body, he couldn't help but toss like this.

Yu Wenlie's whole person flew out upside down, there was no intact flesh and blood on his body, his face was terrifyingly white, and even his appearance had become much older, and his white hair was spread out like a ghost, how could he still have the demeanor of a saint.

But his expression became extremely hideous, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold smile: "Since you haven't been able to break the old man's body until now, it's your turn to die!"

While fighting against Wei Wuya's series of crazy attacks, his supernatural secret technique was finally completed, and the huge black sword in the hand of the law minister was raised high and slashed at Wei Wuya in the distance!

It's just that compared to the beginning, the momentum of the black sword seems to be a little weaker, but in the eyes of others, it is still terrifying to the extreme.

The power of this sword is indescribable, it not only contains terrifying sword intent, but also integrates with the power of the seven emotions, once it is touched, not only the body will be chopped, but also the original spirit will be completely strangled, and there is no chance to escape at all.

Although Wei Wuya's momentum was like a rainbow, he almost didn't have the strength to fight back against Yu Wenlie in the confrontation with Fang Cai, but in the end, he still failed to stop him from urging the law phase, and in the face of Yu Wenlie's earth-shattering sword, the momentum of the powerful high-level saint still seemed too weak.

However, the expression on Wei Wuya's face was still not the slightest bit of panic, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and suddenly stretched out his hands and lifted them into the void.

The spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth was inexplicably agitated, surging in an instant, quickly gathering towards his body.

In less than a blink of an eye, a phantom statue that was hundreds of feet high and stood up to the sky and the earth was condensed behind him.

Sage's Dharma!

At the last moment, Wei Wuya finally stopped hiding and revealed his own heaven and earth law.

Wei Wuya, the Dharma Appearance, is surrounded by purple energy, as if the Nine Heavens God has descended into the world, and his bearing is majestic.

An incomparably heavy coercion, with the appearance of the Heaven and Earth Law Phase, enveloped the surrounding Heaven and Earth.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

Yu Wenlie's body trembled suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly blurted out: "You, you are Wei Wuya?"

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that this mysterious powerhouse who called himself Zhang Tianshi was actually the second-generation ancestor of the Tianluo Sect who had been seated three thousand years ago, Wei Wuya!

Wei Wuya snorted coldly, and his voice was like a bell: "Yuwen old ghost, it's a little too late to recognize the old man now, but Wei Wuya back then is already dead, and the old man is now Zhang Tianshi." ”

In Bai Ze City, Zhang Jiuye hid his face and sighed, ashamed of the face of this old ghost Wei, it was already this time, and he didn't forget to pat his ass.

Chu Zhongtian's eyes also flashed with a different color.

Although he has been trapped in the small place of Bai Ze City because of the oath he made back then, he doesn't know much about the cultivation realm outside.

Although the Heavenly Spirit Sect is far away in the Blue Pluto Star, and its power is not comparable to that of a behemoth like the Heavenly Sword Sect, its heritage should not be underestimated.

Unexpectedly, this high-ranking saint who claimed to be Zhang Tianshi would be one of the founding ancestors of the Tianluo Sect, and he also became Zhang Tianjiu's servant.

Compared to Wei Wuya's rebirth, the fact that the second-generation ancestor of the dignified Heavenly Spirit Sect became Zhang Tianjiu's servant undoubtedly caused a much greater shock in Chu Zhongtian's heart.

This bald monk, who is not good-looking, is becoming more and more invisible.