"Boom!"

Hushan's aura soon surpassed the peak of the Yuanying Realm, and his body was also expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had cast some deadly secret method, wanting to die with the other party.

However, Long Xingyun was getting carried away, and he didn't notice the change in Hushan's body at all, but instead raised his head and laughed:

"Boy, this sword is very powerful, but your realm is too low, you may not even be able to break through my defensive shield!"

"Bang!"

As if to confirm Long Xingyun's words, this sword that poured all the strength of Tiger Mountain, with a dazzling light, slammed into the defensive cover. The seemingly transparent and soft defensive array became extremely tough at this time, and it actually made a very loud muffled sound.

The shield sank deep inward, and then quickly bulged outward, unharmed. This result had long been expected by Long Xingyun, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but continue to mock with contempt on his face:

"Hahahaha, boy, I'm not wrong, right? However, it should hurt the origin of this kind of ultimate, right? If you do this, I will have less nourishment, and this seat will be heartbroken! ”

Hushan was determined to die early, he didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all, his eyes were blood-red, and his body swelled into a round ball in an instant, and he yelled frantically:

"I want to devour Lao Tzu and dream of your mother's big head! Die, you demon! ”

"Brother, you go first, and Senior Brother will come later!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wen Jian's eyes were only slightly red, and his face twitched a few times, as if he was indifferent to all this.

As an immortal cultivator, he may fall at any time, and this kind of ending has long been commonplace, but there are still a few crystal clear tears that quietly pass from his heroic face, dripping dust.

Although the two of them had been prepared for this result for a long time, when this result really came, Wen Jian couldn't help but cry!

At this time, his heart was full of mixed feelings, heartache, regret, helplessness, and unyielding...... Countless emotions filled his heart, making his expression immediately resolute:

"Farewell, my brothers!"

"Don't be, Shenlong Sect, there's only so much I can do for you!"

"I hope the two of us won't die in vain, and we can hit this demon hard, so that the latecomers can avenge us!"

Sensing the extremely violent aura of Tiger Mountain, Long Xingyun was about to go crazy, and roared angrily:

"You people from the Divine Dragon Sect are all fucking crazy, and you will blow yourself up if you don't agree with each other! Ah, what about the good nourishment? It's a terrible thing......"

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering loud bang, it was as if a giant bomb had exploded, countless shock waves raged in all directions, and a huge crater appeared on the ground, and sand and rocks flew sideways, covering the sky and the sun.

"Poof!"

Long Xingyun's defensive shield burst like a balloon, and his body was once again swept away by a hurricane-like energy, slamming into the cliff wall in the distance, spurting out a mouthful of old blood and dyeing his beard red, making him look more like a devil.

"Ah, damn it, damn it, it's so damn!"

Long Xingyun stood up, trembling with anger, he was not vomiting blood, this injury was insignificant to the Distraction Realm cultivator, and it wouldn't take long to recover automatically.

He was mainly heartbroken about the high-level nourishment that had been set for a long time, and he soaked in the soup like this, and the cooked ducks were really flying, so how could he not be angry?

"This is the time, old thief, let me die!"

Wen Jian has been concentrating on observing the development of the incident, seeing this, he secretly said in his heart, and then burst out with a superb aura at the peak of the out-of-body realm, and the earth-level sword in his hand carried a shocking murderous aura, like a bolt of lightning, and with a "whoosh", he arrived in front of Long Xingyun, who was still roaring.

"What? Not again! ”

Long Xingyun sensed an attack that was a hundred times more powerful than the sword just now, and suddenly attacked, only then did he come back to his senses, and couldn't help but change color slightly, and hurriedly reprimanded: "Evil Dragon Fist!" ”

A black fist mark the size of more than a foot condensed out of thin air, and several ghost heads roared miserably in the black mist, and the fist mark carried a boundless evil aura, threatening the heaven and earth, and hit straight out, protecting his front.

"Bang!"

The earth-level sword and the dragon fist collided, making a loud noise, the fist mark slammed forward, the sword continued to tremble, resisting with all its might, and the two suddenly fell into a stalemate.

"Excalibur self-destructed!"

This earth-level sword is a magic weapon for the cultivation of the sword's own life, and it has long been connected with his mind, and it is like an arm command to use, and it is even more powerful.

As a divine sense of the sword came out, the aura of the earth-level sword skyrocketed, and it reached its peak in an instant, which was even more terrifying than the out-of-body realm cultivators!

What the? Why is the breath so strong? Even I feel dangerous? What the hell is going on?

Although Long Xingyun was a distracted realm cultivator, his Dao heart was as stable as a rock, but at this time, he was also blinded by the successive events, his head was blank, and he temporarily fell into a short-circuit state.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the earth-level sword suddenly exploded, turning into countless indestructible blades, carrying countless sharp sword qi, and exploded violently, ruthlessly destroying everything that dared to block!

"Poof! Poof......"

This explosion was not much worse than the explosion in Tiger Mountain just now, the sand and stones flew all over the sky and earth again, and Long Xingyun was also rushed to the side, a few pieces of broken iron broke through his defenses and pierced into his body, bleeding like a stream, looking a little miserable.

"Damn, you people from the Divine Dragon Sect are all crazy, people blow themselves up, and even magic weapons blow up themselves......"

Long Xingyun was in tatters, and his clothes were all turned into strands of cloth, which were sparsely locked on his body, if he was seen by outsiders, the ribs would definitely scare many people to death!

He was really depressed, obviously he was facing some ant-like characters, but he would always let himself be injured again and again inexplicably, and even his realm had dropped!

Could it be that the Divine Dragon Sect is really my nemesis? Long Xingyun even had this illusion. If things in the world could happen again, he really didn't want to provoke the people of the Divine Dragon Sect anymore!

Just as Long Xingyun was still scolding, a figure exuding a violent aura appeared in front of him, with a somewhat crazy smile on his face, which made him feel extremely dangerous and suddenly startled.

This person is none other than Wen Jian, who has just exploded the divine sword, the sword exploded, and his soul power was also damaged, his headache was like a crack, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The second senior brother of the core disciple of the dignified Divine Dragon Sect is usually really a jade tree in the wind and outstanding, but at this time, his image is slightly embarrassed.

However, this will not affect the self-detonation operation that Wen Jian has planned a long time ago!