Haotian distanced himself from the two, clasped his hands, his golden wings spread out behind his back, the golden feathers stood up, and the cold light was awe-inspiring, shooting out at the two of them together, only to see that the air was like a meteor, lightning and fire.

Haotian's attack range was very large, Jia Luo and the old man saw that there was no way to avoid it, and they opened their body protection gas shields, but the golden feathers hit the air cover but pierced the body protection qi of the two without hindrance, the old man was startled, dodged sideways, and narrowly dodged a few arrows aimed at the vital feather, and a few strands of blood-stained hair in the sky fell down, still injured by the arrow feathers.

"That's Haotian's natal arrow feather, which is extremely sharp and sharp," Jia Luo reminded from the side. Jia Luo naturally knew his brother's supernatural powers, and he was much more relaxed in dealing with it, but he saw that Jia Luo was covered in black gas, his body was illusory, and the arrow feathers passed through his body but could not hurt him, but at this time, he could only resist it, and he could not attack Haotian in this way.

Hearing Jia Luo's reminder, the old man dissipated his anger, put the sword horizontally in front of him, let go of his right hand, and the sword was suspended in front of the old man. The old man pinched with both hands, and the long sword spun rapidly, forming a circular sword shield in front of him, and the arrow feathers hit the light shield transformed by the long sword and burst into dazzling sparks, but he could not break through the old man's defense, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting flew around, and disappeared in the air.

Haotian didn't want to get miraculous results through this recruitment, he just wanted to delay time. Seeing that the attack was blocked, his face was solemn.

At this time, the old man's one-handed sword blocked in front of him and rushed towards Haotian, Haotian had to stop attacking, the long sword in the old man's hand was extremely sharp, and he couldn't let him get close. Haotian folded his wings, his hands were folded, the other four fingers were bent, the two index fingers were straightened and brought together, the fingertips emitted golden light, the light slowly became larger, and it looked like the sun from a distance.

A golden rainbow shot through the void towards the old man, the old man stopped, his face was solemn, his hands were swordsman, he quickly pinched it, and shouted in his mouth: "Futu Breaking Sword Style", a black light greeted the golden energy pillar, the two energies collided in the air, and they resisted each other, but it lasted for a while, the black light retreated, and the golden energy approached the old man.

The old man held the sword in both hands and shouted in a low voice: "Heavenly Sword Extreme Dao", and the long sword emitted a fierce light, and it became extremely large, piercing the sky.

A sword separates the world.

The old man held a giant sword under his command, the golden pillar of light was actually cut, and a black sword qi rushed towards Haotian, cutting through the void, the space could not withstand the collapse layer by layer, this sword was terrifying.

The sword qi has locked on Haotian, and it is impossible to escape at all, only hard connection. Haotian's face was very ugly, even if he was not injured, he had to deal with this big killing move with all his might, not to mention that he was seriously injured now, did he really want to fall here?

The sword qi rushed towards Haotian and exploded where Haotian was standing, the black light covered the sky, and the old man stood with his hands in his hands, his face slightly pale.

"Huh. ”

The old man in the distance was surprised.

The black light dissipated, revealing Haotian's figure, which was not killed by the blow just now, but it was also extremely embarrassed, the blood on his left shoulder flashed, blood gushed out, his left hand hung down like this, half of his body was almost cut off by his shoulder, and in the center of his eyebrows, a column of blood flowed down his forehead and cheek. Haotian hugged his left arm and gasped, looking depressed, as if he had been severely injured.

"Shadow Dragon Binding", at this time, Garo's voice suddenly sounded. Haotian secretly said "Oops", and a stream of black energy passed through Haotian's armpits, neck, and crotch like a rope, binding Haotian's body layer by layer. No matter how hard Haotian struggles, he can't break free.

"Juggernaut, ride now!" Garo's voice rang out.

When the old man heard this, he kicked his right foot, and the sword burst out and stabbed at the center of Haotian's eyebrows.

Haotian's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and roared, saying: "If you want to die, you will die with this seat", after speaking, his whole body glowed with golden light, and then turned red, shrinking and rising, as if something was brewing.

"Self-destructing?"

The old man stopped rushing forward and retreated sharply. Such a strong person explodes by himself, and the power destroys the world and destroys the world, and the slightest carelessness at such a close distance will also be in danger of falling.