Ming Liangzi and Xu Shuqing were frightened by this powerful energy and took a few steps back, raising their hands almost at the same time, and their swords were horizontal above their heads to try to block Duanmu Ming's powerful attack.

"Bang"

The swords collided with each other with a loud sound, and the aftermath of the spiritual power generated after the collision quickly spread to all directions.

"Ah......h

Successive screams rang out, and the disciples of the two major sword sects didn't have time to dodge, how could they be so low in rank to withstand the spiritual power of this level. It's just that in an instant, the people who are relatively close are attacked by the aftermath of spiritual power and their souls are blown away.

Duanmu Ming's attack did not stop for a moment, and his momentum rose rapidly with the continuous collision with the other party.

This strange phenomenon once again shocked the people who were fighting against him, shouldn't this momentum be getting weaker and weaker? It is an eternal truth that one blow will decline and then three times and exhaust itself.

After a while, they understood that the reason for this strange phenomenon was entirely due to the absorption of the spiritual power in their bodies, and the spiritual power in their bodies was flowing at a very fast speed.

What the hell is this thing?

Ming Liangzi and Xu Shuqing were startled and hurriedly surged with spiritual pressure, but as soon as they bounced off the gray gas around their bodies, Duanmu Ming's attack arrived again.

"Didn't you say I was ashamed to speak up?"

Duanmu Ming's whole person was suspended in mid-air, and after chuckling, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed towards the two people in front of him.

The golden light broke through the gray mist and condensed into a huge sword shadow.

Ming Liangzi turned his wrist, and "Changhong" appeared in his hand.

"Senior nephew, I'm blocking here, you rush up and kill him!"

The momentum on Ming Liangzi's body was completely released, and with the "Changhong" of the Holy Realm, his momentum increased a few points.

Xu Shuqing nodded, the two of them must separate one person to attack, and they must disrupt Duanmu Ming's attack rhythm, otherwise the initiative is completely in the hands of the other party, coupled with the strange mist that can absorb spiritual power, they are really only killed in such a blind defense.

Xu Shuqing was on tiptoe, and rushed towards Duanmu Ming quickly, he was at the same level as Duanmu Ming, as long as Ming Liangzi could delay for a minute, he would be able to move the situation back with a sharp attack.

As long as he controls the initiative, he and Ming Liangzi cooperate with each other, and they will definitely be able to kill the person in front of them in a short time.

At this time, they had completely forgotten that Duanmu Ming's realm was only the fifth-order primary level of the Holy Realm.

"Daddy, Brother Qing, Yan'er said that you are not opponents, you just don't believe it!"

Ming Yanyan's hair was scattered, completely covering her pale little face.

She knew exactly what kind of strength her father and her young brother were, and how could they be the opponent of that god-like man.

What's more, there was another person who didn't make a move.

Ming Yanyan's gaze fell on Jun Qianxi, but she saw that with a flick of her wrist, a delicate and indescribable sword appeared in her hand.

This sword is different from the domineering of Duanmu Ming's knife, but the pressure on people's hearts caused by the appearance of the sword is not weak at all.

"It's over, Daddy and Brother Qing are going to die!"

Ming Yanyan murmured unconsciously, and this murmur was sent into the ears of everyone present with the light wind.

Ming Liangzi unconsciously looked in the direction where she was, and happened to see a silver light released, and it fell on Xu Shuqing in the blink of an eye.