A breeze, a breeze that intoxicated people physically and mentally, fell outside this huge hall and fell on everyone's heart.

Like an immortal that mortals have never seen, the first person of the peerless Tang Sect, Tang Xunji floated above everyone's heads.

Just when everyone else was looking at Tang Xunji with a slightly complicated expression, only one person looked at Tang Xunji, who could compete with Haoyue, with an expressionless face.

That Tang Xunji also looked at the people below him expressionlessly, including the expressionless Tang Shuishui.

This pair of father and son, father and son, are rare in the sky.

Just when Tang Xunji's sky-covering palm fell, the copper coins thrown by the master of Kumu Guan and the ascetic monk together were combined into one.

A burst of golden light burst through the sky, as if a crack had opened that day.

In that gap, a person popped out, like a shadow, without a face, without limbs, just a black shadow, but anyone who looked at it looked like a person.

"Descendants of the Li family. Tang Xun said these four words in his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man who was cultivating asceticly.

The descendants of King Li Ren, which made everyone suddenly realize, couldn't help but look at the ragged middle Taoist priest.

"You have broken through the void to the immortal realm, why do you still rely on this mortal realm, isn't it that the immortal realm can't accommodate the first person in the Tang Sect. The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly.

But this sentence still made everyone present speechless.

Tang Xunjian has broken the void, except for the immortal saint of the demon clan and the Dao ancestor of the human race, Tang Xunjian has already broken the void and soared, but why is he still in the mortal realm.

"The little girl next to you is not also a person from the mortal world, but she is also staying in the mortal world, why is this. Tang Xunji said this, and everyone's eyes also looked at the little girl with different eyes.

"She is a natural descendant of the immortal clan, and you only realized after you broke the void that you are just an ant-like existence when you go to the immortal world. Tang Xunji, you just can't stay in the fairy world anymore, why make excuses. The middle-aged Taoist priest said, and the corners of his mouth also raised.

But few people can believe that the first person of the peerless Tang Sect is in the immortal realm, and he can't stay there.

This fairy world is really as this middle-aged Taoist priest said, is it really "strong as a cloud"?

"Battle"

The Kumu Guan Lord, who had not spoken for a long time, spit out a word from his mouth at this time, interrupting the verbal confrontation between the middle-aged Taoist priest and Tang Xunji.

"Retreat"

Just when the word "war" came out of the mouth of the Lord of Kumuguan, Nalan Fengde had a retreat at the first thought.

However, just when Naranfonde wanted to retreat, there was no way back behind him.

"Battle"

The word was shouted by Naranfonde through gritted teeth.

"Sword Fairy Like a Shadow"

In the mouth of the Lord of the Bitter Wood Observatory, the black shadow slowly draped over his body like a cloak.

The appearance of the Lord of Kumu Guan has changed greatly, he is dressed in white, with white hair, a slippery white beard, and a silver light cold sword.

King Li, this is King Li.

The sword immortal Li Renwang of that year was really famous, and the portraits that have been handed down are also countless, and there are no less than 10,000 sword books handed down.

Those of the three clans in the world, those who use swords, who in the world do not know King Li.

When the Kumu Guan Lord became the King of Li Ren in one breath, the middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to be asleep, his eyes were closed, but the willow sword he was holding in his hand became tighter and tighter.

Nalan Fengde and the rest of Mu Qinghou and Yanyue Hou all rose into the sky, and Li Cang'er, a free son who came from the abandoned capital, also broke through the sky.

The murderous aura is vertical and horizontal, and it only refers to one person, Tang Xunji.

"Immortal".

"Non-stop".

There is not much time left for Nalan Fengde, and in the remaining hour, if he can't repel Tang Xunji, then he can't leave even if he wants to.

Tang Xunji was under the sky, with one enemy and seven.

The palm that covered the sky pressed down for a point, and the people of Naranfonde struggled for a point.

The middle-aged Taoist priest with his eyes closed looked at the little girl beside him, and the little girl took the willow sword of the middle-aged Taoist priest and gently threw it into the sky.

"Senior brother, take the sword. ”

The bitter wood master who turned into King Li Ren, caught the willow wood sword with his left hand, and stabbed it towards Tang Xunji's palm.

Passing through his hand, I saw a few points of blood falling under the night, like the moon splashing the Milky Way.

This sword boosted the morale of the people in Nalanfengde.

"A Sword Fury"

The immortals are angry, the immortals are annoyed, and the immortals are contaminated with the fireworks in the world.

Tang Xunji's backhand turned into rain, only to see the palm that covered the sky, like a torrential rain in midsummer, with a whistling sound, and the seven people were all injured.

"Sigh"

Xiaoyaozi held a sword and soared into the sky, and hundreds of figures, like ripples in the water, were endless.

"Qiankun Fury"

Naranfonde is also like a streamer, endless.

"Mixed Thunderbolt"

Li Cang'er is like an arrow from the string, and he will never die.

The three of them struck together, only to see the sky and the earth change color.

Tang Xunji turned his fist into a fist and stubbornly resisted the attack of these three people.

A sword is like thunder, and the master of Kumu Guan uses the momentum of lightning to suppress Tang Xunji.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was chanting a mantra in his mouth, and thirty-two lightning bolts fell from the night sky, which was magnificent.

Tang Xunji avoided it, and he chose to avoid it.

The huge palace was reduced to ruins in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were quiet for a while.

Tang Xunji took out another palm, and both palms came out together.

With a heavy slap down, the earth collapsed.

With this blow, everyone spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Tang Xunji, do you really care about your own son's life? Naranfonde shouted.

I saw that when everyone else was spitting blood from their mouths, only Tang Shushui swallowed the blood that came to his mouth in one gulp. Then, wiped it clean from the sleeve, a trace of residual blood stained on the corner of his mouth, and Tang Shushui licked it clean with the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Wendao quietly watched Tang Shushui finish all this, but he still had a look on his face.

The Father and the Son both looked the same.

"He doesn't want his son's life, but I want my disciple's life. A powerful voice fell from the sky.

The goddess of Xiling Efeng, Qu Qiu.

A pair of cold eyes, a murderous dust, a woman with a charming face.

When Naranfonde saw her, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was also happy.

"What are you laughing at, you rebelled against you, I just came to save my apprentice. Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu had a cold attitude and glanced at Nalan Fengde.

Naranfonde also hurriedly put away his relaxed face, drew his sword and immediately killed Tang Xunji.

"Formation"

Suddenly, a hundred and eight hibiscus-like women floated out of the night, and their faces were pretty.

"Xiling Efeng's Infinite Ten Thousand Immortal Array, you really love your beloved disciple. Tang Xunji also sighed.

The Infinite Ten Thousand Immortal Array, which could make Tang Xunji, who had broken through the void and become an immortal, sigh, really opened the eyes of this crowd.

Xiao asked, looking at the one hundred and eight sword qi, suddenly remembered the sword moves that the Flying Immortals had learned.

He glanced sideways at Tang Shuishui beside him, and saw a trace of blood red in Tang Shuishui's eyes.

Xiao Wenwen knew in his heart that in Tang Shushui's heart, he cared about his father's safety.

As soon as I thought of it, immortals flew out of the sky.

One hundred and eight sword qi mixed with the fire rushed towards the zero eight sword qi of the Wuji Ten Thousand Immortal Array, Xiao Wendao stepped on the body of the Dark Dragon, just like this, flying immortals outside the sky, and forcibly turned the Wuji Ten Thousand Immortal Array into half of its power.

"Xiao asked, you damn it. ”

Nalan Fengde was also angry at this time, looking at Xiao who was standing in the sky and asked.

Why, he asked. Li Cang'er is also unknown.

The old case of the Hanmen back then had the handwriting of the Tang Sect.

"Just because he is Tang Shuishui's father, I can't bear it. Xiao asked, and said softly.

He couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.

You are Xiao asked. Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu looked at Xiao with interest and asked.

"Your little lady is not easy in Phantom Hill Mountain. Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu then said another sentence.

This sentence reminded Xiao Wendao of the clever Nalan Dieyi, what happened to her in Phantom Hill Mountain.

Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu looked at Xiao Wendao's expression and said, "Don't worry, your little lady's creation can really be regarded as the pinnacle." ”

Creation, the pinnacle.

Xiao Wendao knows Nalan Dieyi's temperament, don't look at her well-behaved personality, but Xiao Wendao has been with her for a few days, and he knows Nalan Dieyi's temperament too well, and no one can stop that stubbornness.

"Cicada clothes, let's go. As the Heavenly Maiden Qu Qiu spoke, she pulled up Nalan Cicada's clothes and walked away like a cloud.

Cicada Yi's gaze looked at Xiao who frowned contemplatively and asked, like a streamer away.

"Burning Sky"

This never-ending battle has begun again.

The sky was covered with a layer of blood mist, like a blood-colored spider's web.

"Burning Sky Sword Array"

Nalan Fengde's face was bitter, this sword array killed hundreds of thousands of people in the cold door in a breath back then.

"You shouldn't save him" Tang Shushui looked at Xiao and asked as he said this, then a bright smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and he walked straight to the center of the Burning Sky Sword Formation and sat cross-legged.

Like an old Taoist priest, he closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Father and Son.

Live or die.

I only heard Tang Shuishui murmuring, "It's over." ”