The young man who cultivated the spirit also looked solemn, facing a person who had mastered the eternal realm of the sword path, even if her strength was suppressed in the lower sage, it was not so easy to deal with, the young man stabbed his sword, and the sword suddenly changed again in the middle, shaking out dozens of blood-colored and shining death rule sword flowers, in order to resist the power of the sword path through the ages.

"Puffy Pong~~~"

The sword flower collided with the torrent of the sword, and a loud bang erupted, this spirit raising boy was very smart, he left with a touch, the first move was just a test of Dongfang Rong's strength, the sword intent swirled, and the whole person attacked and killed again in the air, the long sword buzzed, bursting out with the will of the death rule that rushed to the sky, and even faintly saw a ghost magic holding the sword blade, slashing towards Dongfang Rong below.

Dongfang Rong snorted lightly, raised her hand and used the eternal power of the sword path again, and for a while, the rules around her body were swirling, and countless torrents surged, forming a terrifying storm of sword intent and swept away, so that the sword of the spirit cultivator could never be attacked.

After repeating this repeatedly, the spirit cultivator failed to break through Dongfang Rong's defense with dozens of moves, and Dongfang Rong seemed to be afraid of the strong power of the death rule and did not dare to act rashly.

I frowned, and sent a message to Shentenshu: "In this way, Dongfang Rong will be defeated." ”

"That's right. ”

Shen Fujishu's voice came to my ears like a silk thread: "I am seriously optimistic about Xiao Xuan, mastering the power of the sword path through the ages does not mean that the world is invincible, in this case, I will also end up with a fiasco." ”

"Shouldn't we have done it?"

"You can make a move, but that is a humiliation for her, the battle of the Titled Sage of the Dongfang Family, how can others interfere, and this is also a kind of cause and effect, Xiao Xuan, you have mastered the fire of the world, you should also understand some true meaning from the fire of the world, the world is rolling, how much can the cultivator intervene?"

"Hmm. ”

As she spoke, Dongfang Rong continued to use the power of the sword path eternal torrent, which directly caused the holy power to begin to empty, and the sword path was very expensive rules and holy power, not to mention that at this time she was suppressed in the realm of the lower sage, of course, she couldn't use the sword path torrent as she wanted, but the spirit raising boy became stronger and stronger the more he fought, and finally the power of the death rule broke out with a sword, and Dongfang Rong was shocked back.

"Poof......

Dongfang Rong spit out a mouthful of blood and was already injured.

The young man who cultivated the spirit looked contemptuous and arrogant, and said: "This grandmother, you seem to have forgotten that this is the Void Vortex, a battlefield that belongs to me, and you have only opened up twenty-nine holy veins and eightfold qi seas, and with such a background, you dare to use the sword path to fight me for eternity?" Now, since you are defeated, you will die!"

"Huh~~~"

The light skyrocketed, and the young man's sword set off thousands of heavy sword waves, rolling endlessly, directly submerging Dongfang Rong's body, only to see that the protective Tiangang of the titled saint had been shattered for the first time, and then dense sword wounds appeared on his body, blood splattered, and the volley was sprinkled in the cemetery below.

"Don't ......"

Dongfang Wan shot directly, and the long sword attacked the young man, the sword path was extremely fierce, and with a "poof", it directly pierced the young man's eyebrows and twisted his entire head to pieces.

"Humph!"

Seeing the tragic death of a young man who cultivated his soul, Ruzun sneered and said, "This person is too light on the enemy, he didn't even guard against the attacks of others, and he died a well-deserved death, which is not worthy of pity." However, Dongfang Wan, before it is your turn, you dare to do it without permission, do you take the old man too seriously? Demon Venerable, do it. ”

“……”

Silently, the figure of the Demon Venerable fell from the sky, the palm opened, the blood-colored demon path air flow rotated, and suddenly fell on the top of the head of the heavily injured Dongfang Rong, "poof" A loud sound, and suddenly under the power of the powerful palm, the poor Dongfang Rong was shattered without saying a word, and the flesh and blood turned into a rain of blood and fell into the cemetery.

It's cruel!

I took a deep breath, my brows tightened, the sneak attack of the Demon Venerable far exceeded our expectations, and he made a brazen attack, causing a titled Sword Saint to fall in the Land of Exile like this, everything happened in front of me, the feeling that shocked the soul was indescribable, Dongfang Rong's death was too serious a blow to our morale.

……

"Next. ”

Confucian Zun's eyes were cold, and he said: "Painting Saint Xu Hu, I heard that you are good at painting, since this is the case, are you willing to teach and learn from these untalented disciples of the old man?"

Xu Hu frowned, held a flashing paintbrush with spirit patterns, and said, "That's it, very good!"

"Good. ”

After a glance from Ruzun, one of the dozens of spirit-raising teenagers stepped out of the air, holding a blazing battle axe, surging with a very strong aura of death rules, his figure was also very tall, nearly two meters tall, covered with pimple-like strong muscles, the strength of the physical body was very amazing, I am afraid that it was close to the point of sanctification of the physical body, and the overflowing aura was also a mid-rank sage, very remarkable.

On the other hand, Xu Hu was just a thin old man, holding a paintbrush, which seemed to be in great contrast with the sturdy young man.

"Kill you!"

The young man's eyes were full of evil brilliance, and he stepped on the spatial rules of several zhang when he raised his foot, and the battle axe in his hand was lifted, as if he had lifted a mountain, and at least eight thousand spirit patterns flashed together, this was a battle axe close to the artifact, the power was vigorous, full of the power of the rules of death, and he slashed at the painting saint with a blow without any fancy blows.

Xu Hu's eyes were cold, and with a wave of the brush in his hand, a peerless landscape painting scroll bloomed in front of him, flowers, birds, insects and fish appeared one by one, bursting out with an extremely strong breath of life, and exploded completely with a bang, colliding with the young man's axe, the seemingly weak flowers, birds, insects and fish were actually extraordinarily powerful, and the young man's ruthless axe was shocked back.

"Come again!"

The young man's face was full of fighting intent, his personality was just like the method of cultivation, full of fierce energy, the battle axe roared, and the terrifying axe light that turned into dozens of zhang high slashed towards the painting saint again.

Xu Hu's old face was full of solemnity, the brush waved continuously, and suddenly a picture of "vicissitudes of life" spread out in the sky, the mountains towered, the blue sea was boundless, and the turbulent breath jumped on the paper, as if pouring out the water of a whole ocean, and fighting hard with the axe of the young man who raised the soul.

"Peng—"

The heavens and the earth were in turmoil, the Dharma of the painting saints was shattered one by one, and the young man's axe was also shocked into powder.

With the third blow, the battle axe in the young man's hand became even more intense, soaring into the sky, and the thousands of death clouds in the air attacked the painting saint Xu Hu.

The painting saint once again unfolds a picture scroll, which is inseparable from the young man's killing.

The battle between good and evil is fierce.

My heart was full of shock, and I said softly: "The cultivation of the predecessors of the painting saint is ingenious, but the realm is suppressed by the lower saints, what if ...... If the Painting Saint falls, it is equivalent to the collapse of a corner of the upper realm, which is a pity......"

Dongfang Wan said quietly: "Xiao Xuan, we all know that this is an unfair decisive battle, but since we have entered the situation set for me in the Land of Exile, there is no choice but to break the situation at all costs, no matter which of us can get out alive today, we must make everything that happens here public, so that the hundreds of millions of beings in the upper realm know about these things." ”

"Hmm!"

After hundreds of moves, although the regular power of the painting scroll of the painting saint Xu Hu has dropped to a trough, but the young man who cultivates the spirit is so tired that he is out of breath, at the moment when he relaxes, Xu Hu has a picture scroll in his hand, and it suddenly turns into a raging chaos Yue crushed the young man, and the battle axe fell into the rock formation with a "clang", but the young man's body was already broken.

"Hmph, what a piece of rubbish!"

Ruzun said coldly: "One more." ”

"I'm coming!"

Another soul-raising boy erupted from a sword pillar on his body, and he had already entered the realm of sword heart unity, and a surprise attack came to Xu Hu's body, taking advantage of Xu Hu's return to breathe, the sword slashed out, "poof", Xu Hu's chest was cut open, and the flesh was dripping, and then the young man's finger pierced Xu Hu's eyebrows, and the dignified painting saint was killed by a sword!

"Peng~~"

The dust was all over the sky, Xu Hu's body smashed into the rock wall, stirring up a lot of broken rock, many people were shocked, the young man who raised the spirit was ruthless, and a sword pierced the void, wanting to break Xu Hu's corpse.

"Bastard!"

I almost instantly urged the power of space rules, and my body instantly came to Xu Hu's body, the fairy bone sword backhanded, and the white deer law was in the air, shaking the young man's sword back, and he was unconsciously stunned: "Boy, who are you, I want you to be nosy." ”

I ignored him, and fell beside Xu Hu, he still had a breath left, and at the moment when I quickly injected the holy qi, his bloodstained palm grabbed my palm.

"Senior ......"

Xu Hu's eyebrows were constantly splitting, panting, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and there was also anger, so he looked at me deeply and said, "Punish evil...... Xiao Xuan, punish the evil ......"

My nose was sore, and tears almost came out of my eyes: "I will, punish the evil!"

Xu Hu no longer moved, the Holy Dao Town Seal Inscriptions all over his body shattered one by one, and his body was actually like an ancient rock formation, blown by the wind, scattered with the wind, and weathered all at once.

"Hey, you haven't told me who you are, the little master doesn't kill the nameless ghost under the sword. ”

Behind him, the young man said coldly.

……

Turning around suddenly, I looked at him, my heart was nameless, the whole body seemed to be a furnace that burned in an instant, thousands of kendo rules burst out, time clouds flowed, and the surrounding space suddenly stagnated, when I appeared in front of the spirit raising boy, he was caught off guard, the fairy bone sword erupted with blazing brilliance, dozens of time scales bloomed, and directly used the peerless science - time scale slash!

"Poof!"

A complete body was instantly torn apart in the sword qi and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

My palms trembled slightly, I looked up at Ruzun, and said, "Don't you want your 'children' to sharpen? I'm just a lower sword saint, come on, stop bullying my upper realm grandmaster with the realm and rules, let them fight with me!"