At this moment, an extremely loud and high-pitched aria suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, followed by countless deep bass harmonies! The sky is the top, the earth is the platform, and the listeners are hundreds of thousands of living beings inside and outside the city!

A narrow crack like a sword mark suddenly appeared in the sky, and the long-lost sunlight poured down the gap, as if a huge golden curtain hung from the sky to the earth.

The narrow openings in the air gradually expanded into an oval shape, and the sunlight turned into a blazing white, which was impossible to see with the naked eye.

A glittering golden chariot suddenly appeared, and a haughty and majestic dragon roar suddenly fell from the sky, and a golden dragon pulled the chariot and suddenly pierced through the night.

As the high-pitched dragon roar and golden light filled Sui'an City, the legions of countless corpses began to disintegrate and fall to the ground, and the war seemed to have come to a standstill in an instant.

Xu Fusheng looked at the golden dragon and the brilliant chariot, and only felt that his heart was sinking a little.

Such a miracle is by no means human, and the soldiers in Sui'an City are full of morale when they look at this scene, and the sound of cheers and praise resounded through the clouds!

Under the majestic gaze of the golden dragon, Ziwei's real figure appeared from the corner of the street, slowly walking towards the two priests of Southern Xinjiang who seemed to be sluggish.

At this moment, a strange low whistle suddenly sounded in the sky, and the figure of the old wizard instantly appeared in the sky at an incredible speed.

With a big wave of his hand, the canopy that had been opened seemed to be torn by a giant hand and began to close slowly.

The golden dragon turned his head to look behind him, then at the long street, hesitated, and finally chose to turn around and pull the golden chariot away.

All this happened in an instant, at this moment in the night sky only the old wizard was not tall, but the figure was unusually clear, and the night finally closed again.

At this time, Ziwei Zhenren looked at the figure of the old wizard and stopped in surprise, the other party actually had such an existence?

On the other corner of the street, the figures of Xu Fusheng and Yang Qing'er slowly appeared, and the two looked at Ziwei Zhenren who was standing in place, and the raging flames in their eyes began to burn.

"Surrender or die, you choose. In Zhao Zhenren's house in the city, two priests from Southern Xinjiang slowly stepped into the room.

Zhao Zhenren turned around abruptly and looked at the two priests who walked in from outside the door. The corners of his eyes twitched, and one hand quietly retracted into his sleeve.

However, the earthy yellow light flashed in front of him, and Zhao Zhenren's body suddenly sank. All his movements began to slow down as he watched as another priest plucked off all the gadgets he had hidden.

It was only then that Zhao Zhenren's hands that he tried to block were raised to his chest.

In the middle of the long street, Ziwei Zhenren's eyes never left the old wizard an inch, even if Xu Fusheng and Yang Qing'er had already walked towards him with swords, this could not attract his attention at all.

His face was uncertain, as if he didn't know what to do. He originally thought that by inducing miracles through the secret technique of the Daomen, he could eat these opponents steadily.

But he didn't expect that the other party actually had someone who could stir up the vision of heaven and earth, although Ziwei Zhenren never doubted his cultivation realm, but in the face of the old wizard, an existence comparable to the master, his self-confidence began to collapse little by little.

Even, for the first time in Ziwei's life, she felt that it was possible to escape, which would be the only choice at this moment.

He was just about to take a step, and there was a clear sound

Weather vitality fluctuations surged silently from all around, completely freezing the heaven and earth vitality around him in the blink of an eye.

"Ziwei Zhenren, speaking of which, this is the first time we have officially met, and it seems that you left in too much of a hurry last time. Xu Fusheng, who was full of smiles, strode to the middle of the long street, facing Ziwei Zhenren.

It's not that he suddenly contracted the problem of talking nonsense with the enemy at the last moment, but he was afraid that Ziwei Zhenren would have something to do.

During the time of greeting, the black and white light on Xu Fusheng's body couldn't help flashing, and a black and white shield had appeared in front of him.

"Now that you have let go of the Purple Xuantian Thunder, and the backers behind you have also been summoned, I think we can fight fairly......" Xu Fusheng said with a smile.

"It's hard for you to leave alive today. Although the words were very polite, Xu Fusheng's smile and tone were very gentle, so gentle that people thought that he might be facing his long-lost relatives.

Suddenly, Xu Fusheng's figure appeared within the reach of Ziwei Zhenren without warning, and stabbed him in the heart with a dagger!

Ziwei Zhenren snorted coldly, and on the side of her body, she easily let go of this blow, and then with a backhand wave, the extremely powerful lightning immediately slashed at Xu Fusheng!

Xu Fusheng's black and white light armor regained his sight after darkness, but there was already a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

This battle is no longer a battle in the understanding of ordinary people, one is a powerhouse of the Divine Law Realm who can trigger the rules of heaven and earth, and the other is a martial artist who seems to be still in the Yufu Realm.

But I have to admit that the excitement of this battle is incomparable, whether it is Xu Fusheng or Ziwei Zhenren, they are fighting in close quarters, and they don't consider distancing themselves from their opponents at all.

Lightning, ice picks, flames, vitality arrows, long swords, mad knives, and countless dazzling weapons condensed from the vitality of heaven and earth appeared in unexpected places!

In the extremely quiet long street, the two of them quickly shifted, and the strong wind overflowed! The incredibly high level of Yuan Qi control and combat on both sides caused countless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to pour out on each other like a storm.

In a short period of time, the two have already attacked each other dozens of times!

If an ordinary Yufu realm martial artist saw this battle, he would definitely feel bitter in his mouth. Fighting with an existence like Ziwei Zhenren, it is death to distance yourself, and there is still no hope in close combat!

But there is no doubt that Xu Fusheng and Yang Qing'er are not ordinary Yufu realm martial artists, in this stormy duel, the two of them are not afraid of death and their understanding of the vitality of heaven and earth far exceeds that of the powerhouses of the same realm.

In addition, there is an old wizard who stands motionless and watches the battle, and the pressure on Ziwei Zhenren is even more fierce than the two of them combined.

At this moment, a chanting sound that was extremely discordant with this scene sounded on the long street, and the sound actually came from Xu Fusheng's mouth!

Ziwei Zhenren slid through the gap between the two of them in a flash, and through Xu Fusheng's black and white shield, he found that a phantom had condensed on Xu Fusheng's back, and the chanting spell came from the phantom's mouth!

"Dark Spells, you even learn the things of the Demon Race?" Ziwei Zhenren shouted angrily.

"In order to be able to slaughter you old thing, even the skill of hell is also willing to learn!" Xu Fusheng smiled fiercely, stretched out his hand, and an arrow condensed from the black heaven and earth vitality flew towards Ziwei Zhenren's face!

With the sound of incantations one after another, all kinds of curses and attacks poured towards Ziwei Zhen like a tide

Person!

Ziwei Zhenren's body couldn't help but burst into various lights, and her movements slowed down. However, he was not afraid, even if Xu Fusheng practiced demon magic, after all, the realm was still too far behind. The more fierce Xu Fusheng's offensive at the moment, the faster it will be consumed.

He was still too young to know how to cherish his true qi like a miser of the most stingy, Ziwei Zhenren sneered secretly.

Xu Fusheng smiled coldly and said, "It seems that one is not enough, so how about another one?"

Another chanting incantation sounded, mixed with the chanting sound behind Xu Fusheng, and echoed each other.

Ziwei Zhenren's face was pale, just staring at the black phantom that appeared on Xu Fusheng's chest.

A bright light lit up on the long street, and the Yuan Qi Gang Wind silently wrenched everything around it into dust.

When the bright light faded, Xu Fusheng and Ziwei Zhenren had already exchanged places. Xu Fusheng looked down at his chest and abdomen, which had been beaten by the purple thunder, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, so he endured the severe pain and slowly turned around.

Ziwei Zhenren looked much more calm than him, although the Dao robe on his body had been torn to shreds by Xu Fusheng's attack, and he still had a sacrificial dagger on his shoulder. But his steps are at least steady, not as shaky as Xu Fusheng.

Ziwei Zhenren slowly raised her hand, and her ten fingers couldn't help but change different runes. Although his true qi consumption is also very strong, just by gestures, Ziwei Zhenren can also forcibly gather the surrounding heaven and earth vitality and launch any attack!

To solve the opponent in front of you, a simple lightning bolt is enough.

It's just that the opponent he faced was obviously not only Xu Fusheng, and the battered Yang Qing'er's short sword stabbed out like a poisonous snake, completely ending up in the same style of play.

A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Xu Fusheng's face, his hands kept sealing, a black and a white light suddenly flashed, and Ziwei Zhenren, who was originally moving, suddenly felt a restraint around him.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Ziwei Zhenren's face quickly flushed with a dark red, and then he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood!

The black dagger pierced his body without any condensation!

"You ......" Ziwei Zhenren stared at Xu Fusheng, wanting to say something, but in the end, a mouthful of purple light erupted. He struggled to gather the last true qi in his body, and was about to leave.

He had the heart to kill Xu Fusheng, who had no ability to resist, but even if he stayed for a moment longer, Yang Qing'er's short sword might completely catalyze his heart!

What's more, there is an old wizard who has never made a move from beginning to end, and that is the threat that prevents him from playing his full strength in this battle.

Ziwei Zhenren resented, staggered, and finally took a step back.

A purple staircase suddenly appeared, and Ziwei Zhenren had just smiled, and that smile had already frozen on his face.

Behind him, a streamer made of black light crept out, silently cutting off the purple staircase.

Xu Fusheng snorted coldly and said, "I really think ...... I don't know the rules of the operation of the Heaven and Earth Vitality......"

Yang Qing'er's short sword had already pierced Ziwei Zhenren's heart like lightning, slashing through his throat, watching Ziwei Zhenren's fallen figure and streams of blood gushing out, Xu Fusheng smiled with difficulty, although the smile was very ugly.

"Hui Yu, ......"

The light in Xu Fusheng's eyes began to dissipate, and he finally fell to the ground, and his consciousness gradually moved away from him.