The sword light shone brightly, and the entire night sky became clear in an instant, and the sword qi roared majestic, like a tsunami storm. Under the huge sword power, everything in the world fell into complete silence at this moment.

Xiang Yuanmu's face changed drastically, and even the strength of his grandmaster realm was not sure that he would take this sword. In the late Tianyuan period, how could such a sword power erupt? He didn't have a chance to think about this question anymore, because just as he was about to block him with all his strength, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his mind.

The rapidly flowing vitality in the meridians actually appeared for a moment of condensation, although this process was very short, but the master made a move, life and death were only between a line, it was that moment of condensation, Ling Chuxi's falling dust sword containing supreme sword power had been infinitely magnified in his sight.

"Heavenly Pole Realm!" Xiang Yuanmu's heart shook wildly, there was no doubt that what caused his vitality to temporarily stagnate just now was the Duan family's secret Heavenly Extreme Domain, and among the people present, the only one who could exert the Heavenly Extreme Domain was Duan Xiaomo. In the past, in the Heavenly Extreme Realm at Duan Xiaomo's level, he wouldn't even blink his eyelids more, but at this time, it became the last straw that crushed the camel.

Being slightly interrupted by Duan Xiaomo's Heavenly Pole Realm, Xiang Yuanmu's sword could no longer condense the strongest strength, and only blocked in front of him, he heard a crisp sound, and with a light light in his hand, the long sword made of refined steel turned into countless fragments of cold stars. Xiang Yuanmu immediately made a decision, let out a long roar, gathered the vitality in front of him, and between the floating breaths, a light blue air shield like rippling water waves appeared in front of his chest.

"Boom", in the loud noise, the long swords of Ling Chuxi, Ling Yichen and Duan Feiyu slashed at Xiang Yuanmu's body at the same time, in order to deal with Ling Chuxi's abyss sword power, Xiang Yuanmu completely gave up the defense against Ling Yichen and Duan Feiyu.

"Poof", Ling Yichen and Duan Feiyu spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time and fell to the ground, although at the last moment Xiang Yuanmu put all his energy on Ling Chuxi's body, but the true qi of the sect master-level body protection still made the internal organs of the two of them fluctuate.

Seeing Xiang Yuanmu standing in place like a javelin, the two of them were secretly frightened, they poured all their strength into the sword, but they failed to break through Xiang Yuanmu's defense, leaving only two shallow scars on his body.

It turned out that the strength of the Grandmaster realm was so terrifying, and I don't know if Chu Xi's last sword just now had caused him fatal damage? Although they were also shocked by the power of Ling Chuxi's sword, they were still a little worried when they saw the powerful defense of the sect level.

"Such a strong swordsmanship, I really didn't expect that in the late Tianyuan period, he would be able to use such a terrifying sword." Xiang Yuanmu said with emotion, there was a soft sound of "ding" in his chest, and the light blue air shield protecting his chest shattered like a crystal that had been hit hard.

"Less in that dead duck's mouth." Ling Chuxi also stood straight and snorted coldly. This dead old man is all crooked at the end of the crossbow.

Then Xiang Yuanmu's figure shook violently a few times, a mouthful of blood spurted out, a gray head was white, and in an instant it became as white as snow, his face was wrinkled, and the whole person was dozens of years old, no, hundreds of years old.

At this time, Xiang Yuanmu, where did he still have the slightest bit of prestige as a grandmaster, like an old man in his last years, tired and depressed. One