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Surging and surging.

A dragon aura that sweeps through everything.

He was like a deflated balloon that had been punctured.

Just now it was still rivers, lakes and seas, washing everything and destroying everything.

In the next second, he was already drizzling.

The reason for all this is naturally this dragon qi, and he has lost its source.

The magnificent sword, he is gone.

At this moment, the man was too vain, his face was shocked, and his eyes were filled with disbelief,

Now his hands are still there, but the Chixiao Sword that was originally in his hand has disappeared without a trace, and his hands are empty.

The source of this dragon qi is this red sword,

Losing the Chixiao Sword, he also lost the source of dragon qi, and this time he attacked, naturally without the power of backup, and became a rootless Ping.

Although it is stronger than the power of the demon star, but the power of the demon star is endless, lack of backup, and did not crush the power of the demon star for a while, this dragon qi completely lost the opportunity, and the blood-colored light skyrocketed, swallowing in all directions.

Directly devoured the Taixu Dao people.

The blood of the power of the demon star was viscous, spreading all over the body of the Taixu Dao people, and began to corrode everything of the Taixu Dao people.

Robes, flesh and blood, internal force, bones

Everything about the Taixu Dao people has dissipated at this moment, and there is not half a grain left of the residue.

This scene was watched by the Shaolin abbot in the distance, he didn't have any fear, but his face showed bitterness, sighed, and then took steps, step by step.

His hands are folded, his eyes are flat, and his expression is serene.

At this moment, the Shaolin abbot seems to be not taking the initiative to die, but to become a Buddha.

The surging strength emanated from the Shaolin abbot's body.

The energy swept in all directions, whining.

Shaolin Temple is the leader of the righteous path, and if he can serve as the abbot, he must have extraordinary strength.

Otherwise, walking the rivers and lakes, the Shaolin abbot was directly defeated by three fists and two feet, which is to give a heavy blow to the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

Therefore, throughout the ages, the candidates for the abbot of Shaolin Temple are all strong in martial arts, and they must also be proficient in Buddhist classics, and Buddhism is not low.

So harsh, natural since the past,

The position of abbot of Shaolin Temple is not often born.

If there is no candidate, if you can have these two, the Shaolin Temple would rather be vacant than the abbot will not be elected at will.

And when the abbot was vacant, the presiding officer came into being.

At this moment, the abbot of Shaolin, knowing that he would die, also issued his strongest attack.

But all this was in vain, just now the Taixu Dao people were easily devoured by the power of the demon star, and the abbot of Shaolin was naturally the same.

The power of the blood-colored demon star skyrocketed, and all the energy disappeared cleanly.

The Shaolin abbot, like the Taixu Daoist, did not leave even a trace of bones, and was directly swallowed up by the power of the demon star.

There was a strange blood in his eyes, and Yang Qifeng himself was motionless.

The backlash of the power of the demon star, at this moment, has begun to show.

His eyes finally closed tightly, and he strode forward, stepped out, and reappeared, already outside the palace.

Strode into the palace.

At this moment, the inside of the palace is extremely silent, and the emperor is sitting upright, and he quietly does not say a word as if he is dying.

From his constantly blinking eyes, it can be seen that he is still alive at the moment, and he is still alive and well.

The situation outside was clearly presented in his eyes, and with the death of Taixu Daoist, he began to panic, but this panic did not last too long before it had dissipated from his face.

He is supreme, even if it is death.

He also wants to die with dignity, not like a dog.

The Supreme must have the Supreme way of dying.

Under the mortal death, he has already seen everything away.

For a man who is no longer afraid of death, there is simply nothing to be afraid of.

The emperor looked at the strange man who came step by step.

With the war, Yang Qifeng had already transformed from the disguise technique.

The emperor is extremely decisive, knowing that he cannot be spared today, and it is far better to let others do it himself......

He directly drew the sword that usually accompanied him.

He tried to wipe it towards his neck, but he hesitated, and one hand began to tremble.

Suicide was originally thought to be a simple thing, but when he really had to do it, he realized that suicide was not a simple thing.

The sword in his hand, sharpening iron like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair, as long as he touches it lightly, his neck will be cut immediately, blood will flow sideways, and he will die on the spot.

He understands this truth, but he can't do it.

The palm of the hand holding the sword kept trembling.

In the end, he threw the sword away.

Looking at the man who was walking in front of him step by step and began to advance, the emperor closed his eyes slightly.

Yang Qifeng walked in front of the emperor, his slightly closed eyes, and slowly broke away, revealing the blood-red demonic eyes inside.

A hand reached out and plunged into the emperor's chest.

Blood continued to flow out of the wound.

The bright yellow dragon robe was infected with blood, and it continued to drip to the ground along Yang Qifeng's palm.

Drops of bright red blood, like steel knives,

The knife began to scrape Yang Qifeng, and the power of the demon star began to weaken under the scraping of this steel knife.

The rich blood color in his eyes slowly faded.

The monster also dissipated.

Semi-ring,

That's a quarter of an hour.

The chaotic sound outside sounded, and such a thing happened in the palace area, which was naturally an earth-shattering event.

Naturally, someone will come to find out what the situation is here.

In his eyes, which had regained their clarity, Yang Qifeng stared at everything around him.

Looking at the dead man in yellow robe in front of him, how could he not know the identity of the other party.

The luxurious sword appeared in Yang Qifeng's hand,

The next moment, it was directly inserted into the emperor's body.

Even with the emperor's body, it disappeared directly, only the blood in Yang Qifeng's hands showed that everything just now was not an illusion.

After checking the time, he sighed.

A ray of light emerged from its body and flew straight away.

Straight into the sky, dissipated into the blue sky.

Yang Qifeng's body fell directly to the ground with a bang.

Fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

The demon star is dead, and the world is in chaos.