There was an angry shout in the sky, like a thunderbolt exploding, and a figure suddenly fell from the sky, slamming a palm at the gray-haired man of the Cao family.

"The power of the true self realm!"

The gray-haired man was terrified, and hurriedly summoned the natal Xuan Soldier to protect himself, only to see a seven-story pagoda appear in the air, which quickly enlarged and enveloped him in it, but the gray-haired man still felt palpitations, and threw seven defensive magic weapons in a row to block the top.

However, before the gray-haired man could breathe a sigh of relief, the Yanjing Gai Shixiong's palm fell suddenly, and the sevenfold defensive magic weapon shattered in an instant like a thin ice brittle paper, and the natal Xuanta, which the gray-haired man had high hopes for, only resisted four breaths, and collapsed layer by layer under the Yanjing palm.

The gray-haired man vomited blood, and was directly hit into the ground by the strength of Yan Jing's palm, and he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but Yan Jing stepped on the ground, and the gray-haired man was blown out of the ground on the spot, and he was seriously injured in an instant.

"You deserve to fight me, too?"

Yan Jing looked at the gray-haired man with his hands in his hand, his eyebrows were angry, and his white clothes were extraordinary.

Jiang Feng raised his arms and shouted on the side, cheering and cheering: "The sixth uncle is mighty, heroic, unparalleled in the world, he will definitely envy all living beings, crazy thousands of girls!"

He glanced at the embarrassed gray-haired man again, and said triumphantly with a very unbeaten expression: "Call people? Who is afraid of whom! The most important thing in this life is Uncle Shi!"

The onlookers Xiu Mo was speechless, but Uncle Yan, who was never reliable, ignored him uncharacteristically this time.

Yan Jing's posture narrowed, and he kept approaching the gray-haired man who described him as sluggish, and said strongly: "A little Realm Sky Realm cultivator also dares to point fingers at my Cloud Sky Palace!"

Shocked by the murderous intent of the person in front of him, the gray-haired man was cold, don't say begging for mercy, even the word "justification" is in vain at this time, he knows that just by his words, it is already a capital crime.

The mirror is approaching step by step, every step falls, the heaven and the earth seem to squeeze a point to the gray-haired man, the sky is powerful, the sound of footsteps is endless, such as one after another the heavy drum falls on the gray-haired man's heart, when the sixth step falls, the gray-haired man has half knelt on the ground, covering his heart and coughing up a mouthful of blood again, the body is difficult to move for half a minute, and is about to collapse by the power of heaven and earth.

"This is your last chance, and if you don't shout, your career will be over. ”

Step on the Xuan Palace, seven steps into a trend!

There is no doubt in the voice of the mirror of words, such as the majesty of the sky, but the creepy gray-haired man can no longer even look up to the sky and shout, seeing that the seventh step is about to fall, a majestic voice suddenly came to the world like Hong Zhong Da Lu Zhenshi, instantly breaking the majesty of the heaven and earth of the mirror of the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, you are arsonist, and you are threatening to hurt my people, is it really that my Nanyong Cao clan can be bullied like this?"

The sound was like thunder, the hunting wind swept across the four realms, the vast coercion was like the sky collapsing, all the cultivators were in a hurry to retreat, Jiang Feng suddenly felt suffocated and collapsed, although he wanted to stabilize his body, he had to retreat again and again.

Seeing this, Yan Jing hurriedly took a step sideways, just protecting Jiang Feng in a straight line, and the two of them looked up at the sky at the same time, both unyielding.

Proud of the sky, even if the sky falls, I am also the same through the ages!

Yan Jing bowed slightly, and his eyes were relieved, this is the disciple of Yunxiao Palace.

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly appeared, and the void was suddenly like a vast sun, and the glorious light actually pressed down the twilight sun in the sky, and an old figure with white hair stood in the air, bathed in brilliance, like a god and a man coming to the world.

"The Cao family is back to nothing!"

The sixth uncle said that the identity of the comer was broken, Jiang Feng was secretly frightened, they are also from the Xiuzhen family, the Chixiao family is terrible, but it is flourishing in the world, although the Cao family is not an immortal family, but there is a return to the void, this is the gap in the background.

The Cao family's return to the void slowly fell, three inches from the ground without falling, not stained with dust, Yan Jing sneered when he saw this, but the gray-haired man crawled with a roll, crawling to the feet of the old man of the Cao family like a desperate life, his heart palpitated, but he still respectfully called "Great Elder".

Yan Jing mocked: "Sure enough, if you hit the small one, the old one will come out, and if you beat the old one, the older one will come out." Hey, old thing, is there anyone behind you? If there is, just call them all at once, and save you trouble. ”

If he wasn't from a famous family, he would definitely be the sixth uncle of the hooligan leader, at this time, in the face of the power of returning to the void at the peak of the mortal way, he still spoke disrespectfully, and the majestic image that was finally straightened out was now restored to his usual appearance.

Jiang Feng moved a few steps forward with a little worry, and said, "Sixth Senior Uncle, the other party is a powerful person, can you withstand it?"

Uncle Yan's right hand sank down from his chest with a gesture, and he replied angrily: "Looking at your uncle's momentum, you know that I can't withstand it." ”

"Alas......" Jiang Feng tilted his head and sighed, "That's the estimation is over! I'm a junior, the other party should disdain to kill me, Sixth Senior Uncle, do you have any last words? Senior nephew will definitely help you bring back to the sect." If you have any outstanding wishes, you can also let me know in advance, although I may not be able to help you fulfill them. And there's more...... I want to learn your 'Xuangong Seven Potentials', so why don't you pass it on to me now, so as to save it from being lost in the future!"

Uncle Yan, who was originally the sixth uncle of the great enemy, was so angry when he heard the words at this time that he was angry, and when he turned around, he rewarded Jiang Feng with a burst of chestnuts.

"You rebel, do you have such a way to talk to your uncle? What is it that you hope for, you are looking forward to my death all day long?!"

"No one has ever seen you with such a serious and solemn expression, I want to help you ease your nervousness!" Jiang Feng covered his head and retreated a little farther away aggrievedly.

The old man of the Cao family was already displeased because of Yan Jing's disrespectful words, but now when he saw Yan Jing despise him so much, he felt even more indignant in his heart, and immediately shouted angrily: "You Yunxiao Hall is murderous, and there is no one in your eyes, so killing my thirteen land monks, are you bullying me that there is no one in the thirteen places?"

Yan Jing said with disdain: "Sure enough, hypocrisy is in the same vein, and the relatives of hypocrites must also be hypocrites! Your Cao family is so good at buttoning people's hats, just don't be surnamed 'Cao', the surname is 'hat', anyway, I think you also like it tightly." ”

"Junior, dare to be rude?"

The Cao family's return to the void power shot angrily, without warning, a finger suddenly blasted into the mirror, in front of the sky, a huge energy finger struck, the sixth uncle was not in a hurry, raised his backhand, and threw a strange cubic weapon, like a meteor smashed towards the finger of the void.

"Bang!"

With a roar, the energy dispersed, and the strange cube returned, hanging above the left hand of the Yan Mirror, and Jiang Feng finally saw what this Qimen weapon was at this time.

"The dice?!"

Jiang Feng was speechless for an instant, unexpected, too unexpected, but unbelievable is unbelievable, but this thing appeared on the body of the sixth uncle as a weapon, Jiang Feng couldn't find a trace of disobedience.

Jiang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, and said secretly: "It's really in line with the maverick style of the Sixth Senior Uncle, and I don't know how Master Yuzhen allowed him to refine the natal magic weapon into this thing in the first place?"

On the contrary, the old man of the Cao family who returned to the void saw this divine dice but his eyes were condensed, and he said in disbelief: "Xuan Rank Eighth Grade Magic Weapon?!"

It must be known that he is a great power to return to the void, standing at the peak of the road, and the natal magic weapon is only the ninth level of the Xuan Rank, after the seventh level, the magic weapon can be called the top grade, although he determines the specific grade, but this peculiar dice in front of him can take his full finger, it must be the magic weapon of the Xuan Rank.

However, even some of the onlookers couldn't understand him, and they really couldn't imagine that someone would cast such a strange shape from a rare material.

"It's the eighth level of the Xuan Rank, it's good!" Yan Jingxuan held the dice and threw it upward, and said proudly, "This is my baby, how about it, do you want to bet with me?"

The old man who returned to the void saw that Yan Jing had repeatedly insulted him, and at this moment he was also really angry, snorted angrily, put his fingers together with his sword, and slashed out with a sword.

Yan Jing's expression was right, and the side of the dice in his hand with a score of one was fixed towards the enemy, suddenly opened like a box, Yan Jing reached out into it, and suddenly pulled out a long sword with a red body, like a long rainbow, holding the sword to break the enemy.

Breaking the sword with a sword, the corner of Yan Jing's mouth spilled blood and retreated, and the Cao family's powerful sword finger was broken, and the three fingers in the cold snort came out instantly, as if carrying the huge power of mountains and seas, and came to the void.

Yan Jing backhanded the red sword in his hand back into the dice, the strange dice spin out of thin air, the enemy side is fixed as "two points", the dice open again, from which flew out a pair of male and female double knives, the double knife is only a palm length, but it is as fast as thunder, like a double dragon out of the sea, indestructible.

Three-finger technique, break!

The male and female knives returned with a shock, and the mirror took a step back, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The old man who returned to the void was already towering and motionless, but his expression was even more impatient, and his four fingers came out, and the thunder and lightning lingered on it, and suddenly condensed into a chaotic Tiange, shattering the void, and attacking the sky and breaking the body.

Yan Jing's expression was more solemn, seeing that Tian Ge was instantaneous, he took the initiative to open the dice with three points, turned over and took out a simple round mirror, the ancient mirror frame was like a red bronze cast, which was inlaid with red, green, and blue three superb spirit stones, Lingwei was world-famous, and he actually sucked the Zhan Ge that was like a thunderbolt into the mirror, only to see the blue gem on it flashing brightly, and after fusing the Yan Mirror to cultivate, a dazzling pillar of energy instantly blasted towards the Cao family's old man.

"Carving insect skills!"

The old man of the Cao family snorted coldly, stretched out his long sleeves in the wind, and created his own world, and even included all the pillars of light of the Yanjing counterattack, and the method of fighting back was completely useless.

Having said that, the old man is more and more frightened the more he fights, although he has the intention of temptation, but he has never kept it, the power of the moves is poor, but it is full of power, this mirror is not the realm of the true self, and he can rely on the magic weapon to fight with him to such a situation, which makes him marvel that the Cloud Hall is really worthy of its name, and at the same time, he can't help but start to have some remorse, whether he shouldn't agree to the requirements of those forces.

However, the matter has come to this point, how can you turn back, the five fingers of the old man who have returned to the void are about to come out, and the energy between heaven and earth suddenly converges like a storm and clouds, and the violence is incomparable, causing the four realms to shake and the void to distort.

This palm can shake the world!

But the old man didn't expect that the mirror was faster than him, and he jumped directly over the "four o'clock" and opened the dice on the "five o'clock" side.

In front of the Heavenly Tower, Yan Jing held the Heaven Shaking Xuan Bow and bent the bow and arrows, and the sound of the dragon's roar suddenly sounded on the arrow, which actually snatched the violent energy that gathered in the sky above the old man who returned to the void, making its accumulation suddenly empty, on the contrary, an illusory and terrifying dragon appeared in the sky above the Yan Mirror.

The old man's pupils shrank, and he suddenly laughed wildly when he heard the mirror: "This 'evil dragon bow' is made of dragon bones, and the bowstring is made of dragon tendons, I don't hesitate to use great mana to refine this dragon reverse scale and cast it into arrows, so that its overall grade is only a line away from the second immortal weapon, old ghost, how can you stop it?!"

A sky-shattering hum, the reverse scale arrow shot away from the string, breaking the air and making a strange sound, like a dragon roaring to the sky, all the cultivators present covered their ears at the same time, the arrow shadow passed by, and the void suddenly appeared a terrifying black cavity, even if this dragon had never stepped into the fairy road before his death, it must be the existence of the peak of the road, and now the same source of things reappeared, complementing each other, and the dragon spirit image appeared again, and reproduced its return to the void and fierceness.

The old man who returned to the void was about to split, and he pushed it out with one palm, but it was already half a step slow, and this half step away was between life and death!

The Reverse Scale Dragon Arrow broke through the power of one palm, instantly penetrating the old man's right palm, destroying the withering and decaying, and directly hitting his heart.

Just as the moment of the fire, a sword light struck the arrow like a blade falling from the nine heavens, causing its direction to deviate, just through the left shoulder of the old man.

Yan Jing recalled the anti-scale arrow, held his bow on the ground, and looked weakly at the void in front of him, this arrow had completely exhausted his cultivation, and he was no longer able to fight.

The old man of the Cao family clenched his fists with palpitations, but he still couldn't stop the slight tremor of his hands, how many years, how many years did he never think that he was so close to death today.

The old man quickly stopped the bleeding and also looked at the void beside him, where a crane-haired and childish Taoist stood with a sword in his hand, looking at Yan Jing and Jiang Feng with an indifferent expression.

This person is also a powerful return!

"Thank you Brother Dao for coming to the rescue!" the old man of the Cao family solemnly thanked the sword wielder.

The Daoist slowly fell, and said in a calm voice: "Cao Daoyou is polite, if it weren't for your carelessness to underestimate the enemy, then the Yanjing is just a true self realm cultivation, how can it hurt you? ”

The old man was ashamed to speak, if he hadn't prided himself on returning to the void and despised the means of the mirror, how could he have been in a moment of life and death?

Yan Jing looked at the mysterious Taoist who suddenly appeared in front of him, and frowned: "You are not a cultivator of the Cao clan...... No, your aura is strange, you are not from the thirteen regions of Kyushu, you are an extraterritorial cultivator!"

The man sneered and said nothing, and the old man surnamed Cao, who summoned the natal Xuan soldier, forced towards the mirror at the same time.

The comer was not good, but Yan Jing suddenly snorted and laughed in a low voice, and the more he laughed, the louder he became, which made the two returning powers pause cautiously.

Feeling the two killing intents that locked him and Jiang Feng, Yan Jing didn't care at all, his eyes showed ruthlessness, and he laughed wildly: "Sure enough, it's a nest of snakes and rats, I have a sentence that has been held in my heart since just now, and now I can finally say it-

"Call someone, who is afraid of whom! Lao Tzu has no shortage of uncle in this life!"

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(To be continued!)