Rumble!

At this moment, the infinite Xuan Power was already frantically converging in the void, forming a sword in the rolling whirlpool. This sword has long been starry, and what is missing is only the injection of Xuan power.

Qiang~

A terrifying wave of qi was formed at this moment, and at the same time as it was formed, it swept towards the front fiercely with an astonishing attitude.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, a trace of unbelievable shock flashed in Wan Guizang's eyes.

How could he not see that Liang Xiao was also using the secret technique of hiding the sword. However, he hid the crystal sword in the saloon and landed on the lower side. But Liang Xiao hid the sword in the void, his heart moved with his mind, and his sword moved with his heart.

This is the best sword intent, I don't know how many times better than him!

"This kid ......"

"I don't believe it!"

Wan Guizang's eyes widened angrily, and his right hand pointed forward.

Call!

There was a shocking whistling sound, and the rapid transmission resounded. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the crystal long sword roared rapidly, like a bolt of lightning, as if it had completely torn the void apart, and in an instant, it shot towards Liang Xiao's Cloud Sword Cave!

At this moment, the attacks of both sides had reached an astonishing extreme.

Boom –

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, the tips of the swords of the two sides collided fiercely. There was a terrifying explosion, crazy sound, and endless clouds and mist quickly surged in all directions.

Just listening to the 'click', I saw that the crystal sword had burst open in an instant, turning into infinite fragments and shooting out fiercely.

Burst!

At this moment, Wan Guizang's face was pale and bloodless.

His last sword move was also blasted, and he was immediately counterattacked by the move, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying upside down. Naturally, even the rest of the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect were shocked by the residual strength, and they suddenly spat blood from their mouths and flew out upside down.

Almost instantly, hundreds of disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect fell to the ground.

And Liang Xiao also trembled violently because of the desperate moves, staggered back a few steps, but he was not as embarrassed as Wan Guizang. The depressed qi and blood and the slightly weakened Xuan Qi recovered quickly in a few breaths.

"Who else?"

Liang Xiao put his hands behind his back, looked ahead, and asked loudly.

His gaze was indifferent, and everywhere his gaze passed, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

"Since you don't dare to get on, let's get out!"

Liang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, put on a gesture of interest, and waved his hand, as casually as if he wanted to drive away an annoying fly.

"You ......"

At this moment, a sect master really couldn't stand such an insult, clenched his fists, stepped forward, and shouted.

"Do you want to die?"

Liang Xiao's gaze swept and fell on this sect master. Without the slightest warning, he swung out with a palm. A whistling whistle swept through the void, erupting into a shocking wind-skimming sound. The sect master screamed miserably on the spot, a deep palm print was blasted off his chest, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and the whole person flew upside down.

The disciples looked at it, but they found that the sect master was unconscious.

"Ancestor, Liang Xiao's son is too deceitful."

"Ancestor avenges us!"

Many disciples put their last hope on the ancestor, hoping that the ancestor could stand up for them and destroy this arrogant Liang Xiao.

But.

The ancestor of this sect was also full of helplessness.

His strength is not as good as Mu Yitian, and he is not even as good as Yan Jue. Now that these two strong men have been defeated, he just wants to go up to deal with Liang Xiao, but he is only weak.

"Let's go!"

Old Ancestor shook his head, glared at Liang Xiao indignantly, and turned to leave.

"Ancestor!"

Many disciples were extremely sad and indignant, that is, even the ancestors did not dare to fight against Liang Xiao, what qualifications did these disciples have to fight with Liang Xiao?

Clenched his fists and angrily followed the ancestor away.

Someone took the lead and left, and the rest of the sects were naturally unwilling to confront Liang Xiao.

However, after a while, most of the sects in Yukong City had already left.

Liang Xiao turned his gaze, sneered and glanced at the sects present, didn't care, with a wave of his right hand, he directly controlled the big array to shroud the fog again. Now, the entire land of divine warfare is shrouded in mist, and they can't even see Liang Xiao's figure, so how can they talk about revenge?

I don't want to leave, and I have to leave here.

At sunset.

The originally noisy place of the Divine War had been completely quiet, and if it weren't for the traces of the battle around it and the blood all over the ground, it would be hard to believe that there had been a battle here before. And the entire area of the Divine War Land was shrouded in mist, making it impossible for people to get close to it. Even if you strayed into the fog, you would turn out after a moment of confusion, as if nothing had happened.

And Liang Xiao was in the center of this place of divine warfare, guarding the altar every step of the way.

"Finally got these guys back......"

"That way, they won't have any more thoughts!"

Liang Xiao raised the corners of his mouth.

It is only after making these people feel hopeless that they will completely believe that they have lost the qualification to continue to snatch the altar of the god of war. Of course...... Liang Xiao didn't want this effect, what he needed was to safely distribute the God of War Altar to the sixty-four sects, and there would be no more trouble.

"But that's where we begin!"

Liang Xiao put his hands behind his back and looked towards the void.

"Sixty-four sects, I'll start with the worst Qingfeng sect, I hope you don't let me down!"

……

Qingfeng Sect.

The smallest sect in Rainy Sky City, there are only about three or four hundred disciples in the sect, because it has not been established for too long, so its status in Rainy Sky City is not too high. Even when the ancestors of the major sects came out together, their sects were also lonely figures who did not sit in the town.

Zhao Qingfeng, the sect leader of the Qingfeng Sect, held his hands and looked at the several elders in front of him.

"Sect Master, is that all the God of War Altar just about?" Someone asked.

"This is the only chance for our Qingfeng Sect to rise, if we lose the God of War Altar, our Qingfeng Sect will forever be under the fence in the Rainy Sky City, and become the worst and weakest sect!" An elder couldn't help but ask.

When Zhao Qingfeng heard this, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Even the great sects like the Tibetan Sword Sect and Jing'an Temple are helpless in Liang Xiao's hands, what can we do?" But that's fine, we can't get it, and the other sects can't get it, so we won't have too much of a gap with the other sects. ”

Just then, an unceremonious taunt came from outside.

"It's no wonder that the Qingfeng Sect has been established for decades, and it is only a small sect with a small name in Yukong City!"

"Who is it?"

Zhao Qingfeng was furious. "Who dares to be so presumptuous in our Qingfeng Sect......"

However, before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

The figure of a teenager walked slowly.

"Liang ......" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't hold back and gasped.