Jian Fengyun was under duress, and he could clearly see that the huge blade in the void was composed of sword qi gushing out from the fifteen willow leaf double blades, and the power was comparable to that of a powerhouse at the peak of the emperor!

"Boy, the person who killed my Holy Courtyard has already doomed you to die without a corpse!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, urging the magic trick in his hand, controlling the huge blade.

At the same time, the palm of his left hand flipped and took out a silver-white chain, which was surging with the aura of the law of space, and the moment it appeared, it exuded a coercion of an emperor-level spiritual weapon, which was not an ordinary thing.

The middle-aged man came out in a chain, and the silver-white chain immediately danced, sweeping towards the sword wind and clouds, trying to block and trap the sword wind clouds.

The moment the chain swept out, the void instantly collapsed, and the spatial turbulence surged out, as if embattled, with nowhere to escape.

But at this moment, the sword Fengyun's eyes froze, and the qi and blood on his body suddenly shook.

Ignoring the damage of the spatial turbulence, he stepped directly and went up into the air.

In the next moment, only a muffled bang was heard, and in the middle-aged man's shrunken eyes, the huge blade that was controlled by his hand was directly shattered and turned into the prototype of the twin blades of twelve willow leaves.

"Not good!"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, as if he felt something, and the figure quickly retreated at this moment.

As he retreated, he waved his palm and grabbed the silver-white chain, trying to retract it.

At this moment, a gray sword qi broke through the air, dozens of zhang long, and appeared above the middle-aged man's head in an instant.

Under the gray sword aura, time seemed to stand still.

Jian Fengyun's figure flashed out of the void at the same time, reached out his right hand, grabbed the silver-white chain, and pulled it back.

The middle-aged man immediately felt a tightness in his hand, and his backward figure actually stopped at this moment.

"This thing is ruined in your hands, give it to me."

A flat voice slowly came out of Jian Fengyun's mouth, tinged with chills.

"Let me go."

The middle-aged man shouted, and his cultivation in the late stage of the Emperor Venerable Realm exploded instantly, and his right hand was pulled fiercely, as if he wanted to pull the chain back.

That is, with the help of his pulling power, Jian Fengyun grabbed it, and his figure instantly turned into a streamer, and swept straight towards the middle-aged man.

At the same time, a gray sword aura had once again condensed in his hand, exuding a terrifying sword glow.

"The chain is still life, you choose one yourself."

A faint voice came into his ears, and the middle-aged man raised his head impressively, the gray sword qi that he had just dodged condensed out at this moment, and most importantly, it also thought about his own heart!

At this moment, the middle-aged man's heart beat wildly, and a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose.

He is in the late stage of the Emperor Zun Realm, yes, if you look at it from the top of the cultivation, you can easily suppress the sword Fengyun.

However, the gray sword qi condensed by the white-robed young man in front of him was really weird, and if he was not careful, he seemed to be about to be directly killed by that sword qi.

The middle-aged man felt right, the sword qi transformed by the law of time does not need too much power, the power of its law can make time stagnate, in the stagnant time, the opponent has no slightest resistance, can only be slaughtered by it, so this sword wind and cloud cannot be measured by cultivation.

But if he was asked to give up the chain, he was extremely reluctant.

It was not his own, but a treasure given by the Holy Courtyard, which he had only lent out for use.

This chain is rich in spatial power, can easily shatter the void, unpredictable power, can be said to be a big arm of his strength.

However, the young man in front of him wanted his arm at this moment, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Fight, everyone uses secret techniques to summon the Holy Spirit!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

"Whew!"

When his words fell, he saw that the power of the metallic law in the middle-aged man's body was surging wildly, and the spiritual power was burning up in an instant, and the golden light appeared on his body, and his aura actually soared to the peak of the Emperor Zun realm in an instant.

However, it was only for a moment that the aura skyrocketed, and the strength that had just been promoted to the peak of the Emperor Venerable Realm was instantly emptied, like a well that had been drained, and it was close to being exhausted.

I saw that the middle-aged man's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had overdrawn all his strength, and a wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Not only him, but the other fourteen as well!

"Boom!"

A huge phantom figure emerged from the heads of the middle-aged man and the fourteen men.

This figure, about a hundred feet high, looks extremely majestic, like a god.

When it appeared, an astonishing coercion spread, and the surrounding space was shattered apart, and the spatial turbulence rolled out.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the magic trick in his hand pinched, only to see the god-like phantom above their heads swing out with a fist, smashing towards the sword wind cloud that slashed with gray sword qi in front of them.

"Boom!"

The giant fist instantly slammed into the gray sword qi in Jian Fengyun's hand.

In an instant, an earth-shattering loud noise came from the void, and under this punch, the gray sword qi in Jian Fengyun's hand was directly shattered, turning into wisps of gray light and dissipating in the air.

The space where the sword storm rushed was even more cracked by the giant fist at this moment, and the space that was shattered like a spider web was gushing out of the spatial turbulence.

In the middle of the sound, the void returned to Pingjin, and the spatial crack slowly began to heal, but there was no figure of Jian Fengyun.

"Is he dead?"

Fifteen people, including the middle-aged man, condensed at the same time, looked at the void in front of them, and looked at them.

What they used just now was the secret technique of the Holy Courtyard, compressing the power of their own laws, and then burning the spiritual power, instantly raising their cultivation to a small realm, and then exerting the unique magical power of the Holy Courtyard, condensing the Holy Spirit Illusory.

The Holy Spirit Illusory Shadow was condensed by the cultivation power of their fifteen people, comparable to a great emperor-level powerhouse.

His punch is a magical power that is stronger than the Great Emperor Realm, and it is not too much.

"Are you looking for me?"

A cold figure slowly sounded in the void.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man and the other fifteen people were stunned at the same time, and their eyes looked forward, only to see that there was not the slightest figure in the air that had been bombarded by the Holy Spirit Phantom.

"Don't look for it, it's behind you."

The voice rang out again.

"You...... Not dead! ”

The middle-aged man turned around abruptly, and when he saw the white-robed young figure standing behind him, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Dead?" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and said, "I'm here to let you die, how can you die?" ”

"Impossible, the attack of the Holy Spirit Illusory Shadow is comparable to that of the Great Emperor, and it is impossible for you, a martial artist at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, to escape."

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(End of chapter)