The two waves collided, and there was no loud noise, but the layers of air waves swept away from the contact point as the center of the contact point like a raging wave. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind was loud, the air was mixed with the sound of Dao cracking, and after the cracks in the Dao Dao were flooded in the space, it turned into a canvas like a carpet that had been lifted and shot out in all directions, and the sharp edges cut the surrounding space, forming a dark hollow like a monster's mouth.

Under such a strong impact, even the powerhouses of the Taixu Realm could not maintain their composure, all the powerhouses were shocked, and they all retreated backwards, and during the retreat, many people were affected by the qi waves, and their bodies seemed to have been hit hard, and they flew backwards, and blood sprayed out from their mouths, staining the clothes on their chests red.

After that, when everyone calmed down, they all showed a thick sense of horror, just the collision between the breaths, it invisibly hurt them, the strength of the powerhouses of the Taixuan Realm, the strength of the Xiaoxiao Heaven Realm powerhouses, was so terrifying.

After the qi wave dissipated, Hong Zhen stared at Xuankong Zhenren with a blue face, his hand holding the crutch was too strong, and the back of his hand was green tendons, the palm twisted slightly, and the tip of the crutch pierced into the earth like a sharp cone.

"The people of the Spirit Sword Sect are all some timid guys, and it's no wonder that they can survive for thousands of years without falling, which really makes the old man admire." Hong Zhen was already extremely angry in his heart, and at this time, he didn't forget to say something sarcastic about Xuankong Zhenren.

Hongzhen's words without a beginning and no end are all confused, but these people are not mediocre people, and after thinking about it, they have the answer, especially the Taixuan realm powerhouse on Hongzhen's side, when he looked at Xuankong Zhenren, his eyes showed deep jealousy, this person's strength, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"The clown who jumped off the beam also dared to speak out and slander my righteous path, some people are afraid that they are willing to take action when they see that my cultivation is only at the peak of the Taixu Realm, right? In this way, I really became a soft persimmon, but some people didn't expect that what he kicked was an iron plate. Xuankong Zhenren still had an indifferent face and said lightly.

"You! Let's eat the old man's cane! Hongzhen was speechless for a while, but he didn't expect that Xuankong Zhenren was not only a profound cultivator, but also better than him in terms of oral kung fu, under the rage, he didn't bother to fight with Xuankong, his right hand was raised, and the crutch was suddenly pulled out of the ground, and a large piece of the floor was raised, Hongzhen raised the cane, and his right hand shook, and the floor suddenly shattered, at the same time, his left hand suddenly slammed forward, and the falling stone stopped in the air for a moment, and then shot out towards Xuankong.

Hong Zhen then stepped on the ground with his right foot, his body tensed, and rushed towards Xuankong like an arrow off the string, his right hand was raised, and his crutches drew a pitch-black crack in the air, straight to the Xuankong face.

Xuankong still stood in place with an indifferent face, when the gravel had arrived in front of him, he had a move, flicking his sleeve robe, a strong wind swept out, and the oncoming gravel paused for a moment, all of them shot backwards at Hong Zhen, Hong Zhen's face was ruthless, his left hand reached out, and he grabbed it in the air, and all the gravel that was shot back was shaken into powder, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

At this moment, the crutches in his hand also arrived in front of Xuankong, and Hong Zhen couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand at this time, and the direction of the crutches deviated slightly, poking directly at Xuankong's left eye.

"The people of Demon Rock City are really vicious, and today the poor road can be regarded as having seen it." Xuankong's face finally sank, and he didn't see how he moved, his right hand had already been raised in front of his head, as if he was controlling the air, and after a subtle and imperceptible silk thread sound, the crutches in Hongzhen's hand suddenly stopped, as if he was entangled in something, and he couldn't move forward a bit.

The people on the one side of Hongzhen stared at the crutches that seemed to be bound in front of Xuankong by the air, and they were all shocked in their hearts, and they secretly sighed in their hearts that this Xuankong's cultivation had reached such a level, and they could control the invisible air, which could only be done by the powerhouses of the Xiaotian Realm, thinking of this, their faces turned the color of pig liver, so that Xuankong was not a powerhouse of the Xiaotian Realm? With him, they don't even have the slightest chance of winning.

After seeing the expressions on each other's faces, the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect all laughed a little in their hearts, how did they know that Xuankong Zhenren used a unique magic weapon to whisk the sea dust, this dust is a peerless magic weapon that Xuankong Zhenren walked through almost the entire Lingxi County to find refining materials when he was young, and finally refined it, the magic weapon takes the power of yin and yang, and controls the five elements, and its thin silk threads like a girl's hair are almost colorless and invisible, and each silk thread has the characteristics of resisting a thousand forces.

The crutches were suddenly restrained, and Hong Zhen was also stunned for a moment, and when he was surprised, he took advantage of the sunlight to see countless transparent silk threads wrapped around the crutches, and the silk threads only reflected a little sunlight, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

"I see." Hong Zhen had already seen what kind of means Xuankong Zhenren was relying on to restrain his crutches, and he didn't dare to be careless, his feet touched the ground, and his right hand exerted force, and he was about to pull the crutches back.

"Hmph." Hong Zhen snorted coldly, and suddenly lifted the crutch in his right hand, stretched straight behind him, and the crutch went straight into the ground, at the same time, Hong Zhen's body leaned back in a 'bow' shape, and his face was facing the sky, but he did not fall down with the help of the crutch.

Just because of him, Xuankong had already made a move before he turned his back to the sky, and the dust of the sea turned into countless transparent silk threads, swirling in the air, winding towards the rainbow shock, and the silk threads stirred up ripples like water waves in the air, which looked strange.

"Senior brother's use of whisk is becoming more and more handy, I still remember that ten years ago, he had not yet reached the point of becoming a silk." Shangguan Fenghui's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fluctuations, and exclaimed.

"Senior Brother's cultivation is far above ours, and his comprehension is the first person in the Spirit Sword Sect, and this achievement is also expected." The white-haired elder who stood side by side with Shangguan Fenghui had a glint in his eyes, and he stroked his beard and said.

Hong Zhen didn't have the same enjoyment as Shangguan Fenghui and the white-haired elder chatting while watching the battle at this time, at this time he only felt that the air around him seemed to be blocked, and the slightest cold air was coming, in a hurry, he had to let go of his right hand, his body fell straight to the ground, and his right hand pulled out a crutch from the ground, and the air on his body drew an arc, forcing back some invisible silk threads, and at the same time, his body rose from the ground, stretched out his hand to summon back the crutches, and his feet were a little empty, and he retreated more than ten feet.

"The old man is very interested in your magic weapon, why don't you report the name of the magic weapon?" Hong Zhen's heart was already shaking at this time, if he had reacted half a minute slower just now, I was afraid that he had been wrapped in a dumpling by an invisible silk thread, Xuankong's cultivation was already extremely terrifying, and his magic weapon was even more of a headache, if he didn't find out the flaws in the magic weapon, he would definitely fall into a bitter battle.

"Dust from the sea, all thoughts from the sea!" Xuankong Zhenren lightly spit out the name of the sea dust, and also said the name of the next move, he raised his right hand, a piece of ancient jade rod carved with complicated lines that seemed to be a magic weapon handle was thrown into the air, at this time, he had a complicated handprint on his hand, when the handprint fell, Xuankong Zhenren broke off, and the jade rod in mid-air began to rotate rapidly, and after a while, the silk thread visible to the naked eye emerged from the jade rod, and then layer upon layer, carrying the cold wind, winding to Hongzhen from all directions.

This type of Wanyi blows the sea, like a huge wave of the sea, and like a violent hurricane, for a while, the prestige is unparalleled, and the strong people on the side of Hongzhen who are looking directly are stunned, and they all secretly sweat for Hongzhen.