One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

There was no need for more words, when even the five Zhongzhou Tianjiao showed a look of rage on their faces, and their bodies were like a rainbow that pierced through the sun, and they rushed towards Zhao Shenbi without sparing.

"Do you really think you are an immortal monk of the Jindan realm? Since you are looking for death, Yuan will fulfill you today!" Yuan Chang took the lead, his expression was resentful and angry, his fingers quickly crossed a circle in the air, and pulled out an extremely heavy ebony seal, which suddenly grew larger in the air, and smashed towards Zhao Shenbi like a small mountain.

And behind him, Hao Lian Chunshui of Yinyue Palace, Zhou Lu of Tianjian Valley, Wang Mang of the Cliff, Yu Wen of Xuanlei Mountain, the four of them spread out in one line, like a fan, surrounding Zhao Shenbi in the center.

As the peerless Tianjiao in their respective sects, they naturally have their own arrogance in their hearts, even if they besiege Zhao Shenbi, it is impossible to rush up, but they take the way of wheel warfare, concentrating on the side.

Zhao Shenbi was swept by countless terrifying killing machines, his blood boiled a little, the battle intent in his eyes flashed wildly, and he laughed and said: "Your subordinates are just defeated, Yuan Chang, aren't you miserable enough in your Yuan Mansion that day?"

Yuan Chang was furious, and the ebony seal swelled again, like a shadow covering the sun, as if it was going to press Zhao Shenbi into a meatloaf.

And he is worthy of being a middle-grade human tattoo master, his soul is strong and abnormal, and at this moment, he is even more distracted, pinching a trick with his left and right hands, closing his palms into one, turning into a yellow giant palm the size of ten zhang, and slapping it towards Zhao Shenbi.

The Yuan family is a peerless master, and the mixed Yuan is in charge!

Zhao Shenbi narrowed his eyes, and in the face of these two terrifying attacks, he did not advance but retreated, his body twisted slightly and bowed forward, condensing the crazy flow of his strength on his shoulder, smashing the ground with a bang, and slamming towards the giant seal that fell above his head.

There was a deafening sound, and the natal seal magic weapon that almost had the power of the mountain was hit by Zhao Shenbi with a blow to the mountain, and it flew out directly, and the aura of the whole body was dim and broken, and it turned into a palm-sized seal again, and was swallowed into his stomach by Yuan Chang with a pale face.

Mixed Yuan dominates the palm, like a shadow.

This supernatural power is worthy of being created by the Yuan family's Yuan Ying family master, and before he could face it, Zhao Shenbi felt that his spiritual power was chaotic, and he had a feeling that it was difficult to mobilize and could not be controlled.

If an ordinary monk is unable to mobilize his spiritual power at a critical moment, I am afraid that he can only be slaughtered by others.

But Zhao Shenbi is obviously not among them.

Because he doesn't need spiritual power at all!

The purple light in Zhao Shenbi's eyes was even more vigorous, and the pure and viscous Shura purple blood in his body flowed to his whole body like a rushing wave with the powerful beating of his heart again and again.

After Lan Ling quietly left that day, in addition to leaving a sentence in the transmission note seal, "A hundred years later, if you become a Yuan Baby, the central mountains and seas, you and I will see each other", but also left Zhao Shenbi a secret method for refining and urging the bloodline of the royal family in the Shura clan, the Shura Holy Clan!

Zhao Shenbi's body was filled with an extremely noble and mysterious, powerful and demonic aura, coupled with his tall and almost one-foot figure, he was no longer like a human at all, but like the gods and demons of the heavens.

His hand was glowing with starlight, and his palm was used as a knife, and with a blow of armor removal, the huge yellow palm was crushed and annihilated in an instant!

The house was shocked.

Zhao Shenbi's face was strange and handsome, his black hair was flying, and he laughed loudly: "It's too weak." You'd better go up together, or I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to make a move!"

was arrogant, but no one dared to refute it, and their faces turned red and were silent.

Hao Lian Chunshui and the others saw that the famous Yuan Chang couldn't even survive a round under Zhao Shenbi's hands, and directly gasped, and after glancing at each other, they completely wiped out that bit of self-esteem and arrogance, and each used their magical powers to blast towards Zhao Shenbi from four directions.

A sword came out, like the yellow sky and thick soil, the mountains collapsed, and Zhao Shenbi was to be completely buried.

"Zhou Lu, didn't I teach you that day? It seems that you still haven't learned how to use a sword!" Zhao Shenbi laughed, didn't even look at the oncoming sword, his fingers shattered the air, and he flicked it three times in a row, turning into three blue and white starlights, which instantly shattered Zhou Lu's natal flying sword!

Zhou Lu's blood spurted wildly, and his sword heart was finally completely shattered, and he muttered with a desolate and crazy face: "Zhao Shenbi...... Zhao Li...... Hahaha......"

After shattering the flying sword, Zhao Shenbi's figure did not stop at all, tossing and flying like a wild goose, dodging the waning moon swept by Hao Lian Chunshui who did not know when, and the seal in his hand flipped wildly, turning into a series of high-level spells containing terrifying fluctuations, and drowning Hao Lian Chunshui with his head and face.

"Zhao Shenbi, taste my Heavenly Thunder Rectification!" a loud shout rang out.

High in the sky, Xuanlei Mountain Shaozong Yu Wen held the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in his hand, stood on the black clouds, and with the words in his mouth, a huge white thunderbolt like a waterfall poured down, completely enveloping Zhao Shenbi's body.

After the blow, Yu Wen's face was as pale as paper, obviously it was also extremely consumed, seeing that this thunder waterfall really hit Zhao Shenbi, his face just smiled, but he immediately collapsed inch by inch, turning into unparalleled shock and fear.

In the white thunder waterfall, the tall figure was unscathed, and even looked intoxicated, opened its mouth slightly, and inhaled the thunder and lightning into its abdomen.

Yu Wen fell from the sky, his eyes were split, and his heart trembled, "He...... He...... Not at all!"

Wang Mang saw that the three of them even used the spell to press the bottom of the box, but they were still quickly defeated, and he was terrified and frightened in his heart, and immediately retreated.

Then before he could retreat backwards, Zhao Shenbi's figure bathed in the thunder waterfall was like thunder, and it flew in front of him in an instant.

After being grabbed by the big hand covered with purple demonic lines, Wang Mang's qi was shaken, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his feet kept fighting, almost standing unsteadily.

Zhao Shenbi sneered, "I heard that Brother Wang is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, but unfortunately, Zhao is too." ”

Wang Mang broke out in a cold sweat, turned his head with a smile on his face, and didn't dare to say anything at all.

"This palm is for Wendy!" Zhao Shenbi raised his arm, setting off a violent gust of wind, which instantly slapped on Wang Mang's face, hitting him upside down, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, and a mouthful of teeth falling out in all directions, even his entire face was completely deformed.

This fierce battle seems to be complicated and long, but in fact, it is simply completed between lightning and flint, and the speed is completely beyond the expectations of everyone present, which can be described as showing a crushing trend.

The dozens of Tianjiao under Gao Xuan Gaolu raised their heads one after another at this moment, looking at Zhao Shenbi's invincible figure with trembling hearts, although their hearts were full of infinite unwillingness and resentment, they had to admit it.

He's really too strong.

"Fellow Daoists, we can only have a chance of winning today if we abandon our previous suspicions and join forces to fight against Zhao Shenbi, I don't believe that dozens of us will besiege him together, and he can still fight without defeat!" In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

These words can be said to be extremely aggrieved, and the characters who are also Tianjiao Daozi, young clans and young sects, were forced to such a point in Zhao Shenbi's life, it can be said that they were embarrassed and thrown home.

In the next moment, everyone's eyes were filled with brutal murderous intent and anger.

Since some facts are irretrievable, erase the person who caused it!

As long as Zhao Shenbi is still alive, there will always be an insurmountable mountain on everyone's path of cultivation, suppressing everyone to forge ahead.

Kill him!

After an earth-shattering sound, dozens of Tianjiao rose from the ground one after another, offering a piece of shining, powerful and terrifying treasures, under the chaos of one spell after another, like a surging terrifying tsunami, surging towards Zhao Shenbi madly.

And above the sky, only the tall body of the young man stood alone, holding a long knife, motionless.

"You're not fighting alone. Behind him, the woman's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Qiying froze under his feet, stepped in the air, climbed high step by step, and stood side by side with Zhao Shenbi. Her cold and indifferent pretty face, at the moment she looked at Zhao Shenbi, showed a smile with a bit of fireworks for the first time.

Clever smile, beautiful eyes.

After the next breath, more than a dozen figures broke through the air, although all of them were slightly or seriously injured, but none of them showed their intention to retreat, and their eyes flashed with surging battle intent.

Zhao Shenbi nodded, with a smile in his eyes, and did not say a word.

There are some things that don't need to be said, it's enough to keep them in your heart.

And in the distance of the dojo, a girl with a petite and delicate body, bumpy and convex, but as heavy as a mountain, rushed wildly, shaking the ground for a while.

Her face was flushed, and she murmured anxiously: "Zhao Shenbi, wait for me!"

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