On the battle platform, the strong smell of blood was permeated, and dozens of corpses were lying at random. 2.

The palms of his hands were clenched tightly, Xie Xiong's head was scattered, and there was a sense of weakness on his face.

The pride in his heart was severely shattered, and it was the first time he had been defeated in front of a martial artist who was inferior to him in a realm and several rounds younger than him.

The head of the Xie family's teeth chattered, and suddenly saw a woman in a black dress in the crowd, and roared angrily: "Catch that woman, this is with that bastard!"

His shouting suddenly caused everyone in the Xie family seat to echo, and dozens of strong figures with uneven cultivation levels suddenly grabbed Youruo.

The Tao family's ancestor changed his complexion, and he wanted to stop it, but Na Xie grabbed it with his palm, as if a thunder dragon appeared, tearing the sky with a roar, and suddenly fell.

"Youruo...."

6 Feng's heart trembled, and he went desperately, but was stopped by the Xie family and the martial artists of the Emperor Saint Sect who came up from the siege.

"Get out!"

The eyes were cold, and an indescribable majesty overwhelmed the audience.

Her jade hand slowly lifted out, turning into an invisible force that left a dent in the void and fell instantly.

The figures of the dozens of people seemed to be frozen, but with a light breeze, they were all like powder, leaving no traces.

She is the strength of the Saint Slaughter, the Great Perfection of the Holy Realm, even if the Holy Soul is hit hard, it is not something that these mere ants can touch.

"This woman!"

The trembling of the heart brought by that moment made everyone's mouth open wide.

With a wave of his hand, without any bloody means of obliteration, countless people froze in place.

"You're all going to die!"

6 Feng's voice came out word by word, and his face was hideous.

He saw that the ruddy flush on Youruo's face suddenly turned pale when he made a move, and his heart ached fiercely.

As soon as the voice fell, the heart fire cultivated by the 6 peaks was burning violently, and it was constantly burning, and in a short moment, it entered the third level of the Holy Heart Sutra.

Heartburn!

Vipassana is a raging flame.

His body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible flame, and the bones of 6 Feng were clicking at the moment, and he wanted to shatter the sound, but the momentum was crazy and skyrocketing.

stepped on the dragon sword under his feet, and saw a flash of dragon light, and a sword shot out, flying a head.

The blood rain was sprinkled, and Xie Xiong and the others wanted to stop it, but they couldn't stop it at all, so they could only watch as the 6 peaks were slaughtered one by one.

No words can express the shock brought by this scene at this moment, 6 Peaks is like stepping on a bloody road, indifferently and ruthlessly swinging his sword out again and again.

With the fall of the corpses, only four people were left on this battle platform, trembling, looking at the battle platform that was like hell on earth.

"There's only four of you left. ”

6 Feng's blood-dripping sword pointed at Xie Xiong and the four of them, and their voices were cold and ruthless.

"You dare to kill so many people from my Xie family. Xie Xiong gritted his teeth and said.

Hearing Xie Xiong's words, 6 Feng shook his head and said, "I have long warned you that such a few people are not enough to kill. ”

As soon as the words fell, an afterimage swept by, and the fists of the 6 peaks were shrouded in six hundred and sixty dragon patterns, and the heavy force even made a clicking sound in the space, and it instantly blasted towards the last quasi-saint three realms of the Emperor Holy Sect.

"Can't let him go on like this!"

Xie Xiong shouted violently, took a big step, and the terrifying power of the Holy Emperor's Sword slashed across his palm suddenly fell.

But 6 Feng didn't even look at it, and a fierce wind shook Xie Xiong back.

"6 Peaks let me go, I promise that the Emperor Holy Sect will never want you again!"

That Emperor Saint Sect Quasi-Saint said in despair and fear at the moment.

6 Feng's face was indifferent, and the Qinglong True Fist slammed into his chest angrily, and he heard an earth-shattering sound coming out, and this person's whole person exploded, turning into countless bloody rain and splashing towards all directions.

From the moment they started, there was no room for any relaxation between them.

What's more, they even want to move Youruo!

"Withdraw!"

There were still three people left, and even Xie Xiong didn't have the courage to fight again at this moment, only the monstrous fear was to burst out in three directions.

"It's late!"

As they fled, the figure of the 6th Peak disappeared like a ghost, and the spiritual power turned into a storm and swept away.

The one who fled the slowest was enveloped by the storm, his head buzzing, and his eyes were confused for a moment.

It would not be a big deal if he was confused for a moment, but he suddenly saw that the sky was darkening, and a murderous force was coming, and a figure appeared beside him.

"No.... Ancestor save me!"

Seeing this, Xie Kong slapped the void suddenly, and his footsteps crossed the endless void, setting off a thousand miles of holy qi clouds.

"If you want to be shameless, it is you who bully the more and the less, and you who bully the young with the old, I am really ashamed of your Xie family ancestors, how can you give birth to such a thing!"

The ancestor of the Tao family also laughed angrily, the sea of fire was surging, and a fire god appeared, and the huge palm print collided to stop this Xie Kong.

And the other two are fighting.

The white-fledged sage who fought with Xuan Qing also saw the rout of the Xie family, and wanted to get rid of Xuan Qing and directly capture 6 peaks.

But he was too old, his qi and blood were decaying, and he couldn't get out of it at all under Xuanqing's obstruction.

As for the Xie family saint, he was even more miserable, and his own blue heart moon's combat power was not inferior to that of the lower saint realm.

What's more, Xiaohu relied on his strong body, and when he used the protector beast puppet as a pillar to blast away, it was like the sky was shattering.

At this moment, the 6th Peak's Qinglong True Fist carried the domineering Gang Feng that had already fallen, and suddenly a majestic blood mist exploded.

6 Feng didn't pause for a moment, his gaze pursued in the direction of the Xie family master's escape, and the Xuanshen rune shuttled out like a silver shuttle.

Eighteen silver beams of light swept out from the mystical rune, almost suppressing half of the space of Heyuan City.

It was lightning kung fu, and 6 Feng chased in front of the Xie family master, and hit him hard in the chest with a palm, crashing countless houses in an upside-down flight.

"6 Feng, if you dare to kill me, the ancestor will definitely not let you go!"

The head of the Xie family, who crawled out of the house, had his head scattered, howling like a ghost.

"At this time, don't you think it's too naïve to say such things? ”

The 6 peaks walked step by step, and with each step, the void trembled, giving rise to a vortex of holy power.

The head of the Xie family trembled, his whole body kept moving, and he retreated step by step.

"Die!"

At this time, a shadow suddenly obscured his vision, and he saw that the legs of the 6 peaks in mid-air were wrapped around the dragon pattern, and they trampled down like dragon legs with a domineering Gangfeng.

As soon as the foot fell, there was a bang, and the head of the Xie family head was crushed like a watermelon, and he was kicked back to the Xie family's seat.

"The last one. ”

His eyes flickered, and 6 Feng looked in the direction where Xie Xiong had escaped, and he didn't mean to stop, and stomped into the void with the soles of his feet, chasing after him like a big peng.

An earth-shattering battle soon sounded over there, and the sky fell apart, and Heyuan Island almost sank.

It didn't take long for the sound of the battle to stop, and the 6 peaks swept over with a little tiredness.

But in his hand he was holding a figure like a dead dog, and he whispered, "Fifty-three human heads." ”

(End of chapter)