Qiu Lu's black sword light could not stop the invasion of the red sword light. After each impact, the black sword light was dimmed. In just one breath, the two sword lights collided thousands of times. The continuous loud sound, like a waterfall falling from a height of 3,000 feet, constantly stirred in everyone's ears.

Finally, after the black sword light collided with the red sword again, it collapsed. The black shadows that shattered the sword qi were immediately washed away, and the red sword light drove straight in, directly rushing towards Qiu Lu, whose expression was distorted. Although his whole body was shrouded in a defensive artifact, Qiu Lu was still frightened and couldn't calm down, you know, the opponent can defeat the energy of his sword light, so how strong is the opponent's attack power?

At this point, he had no time to guess. Because, the red sword light instantly pierced the black shield around his body, and with just one blow, it blasted him out like a meteor falling, and smashed it ten thousand meters away.

The black shield on his body also suddenly dimmed, as if it was about to collapse, disintegrate, and unable to condense.

"Poof~"

When Jolu regained his form, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The impact of the power just now, even if there was a defensive artifact in his body, he couldn't completely resist it. The lungs and meridians were violently shaken.

Xia Yan didn't stop because of this, when Qiu Lu was blown away, Xia Yan's figure flickered, and he chased him directly. This time, Xia Yan flew directly to Qiu Lu's side, and blasted towards Qiu Lu with a punch. The huge golden fist, like a mountain at this time, pressed down fiercely towards Qiu Lu's body.

Qiu Lu inhaled sharply, and two sharp lights burst out of his eyes, and the black shield surrounding his body brightened again. Enduring the severe pain from the meridians in his body, Qiu Lu also had to use all his strength to urge the defensive artifact to resist Xia Yan's attack. At this time, he no longer had the ability to use the power of the Nine Folds Law to block Xia Yan.

"Bang!"

This punch hit his head, and Qiu Lu's body fell directly to the ground with a slight smack in the air. A moment later, it smashed into the ground rock, and that piece of rock, a kilometer in circumference, was all turned into powder in an instant. And Qiu Lu's body was smashed directly into the rock. With billions of degrees of attack power, how can these ordinary rocks withstand it?

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yan blasted down with a punch in the air, and bombarded down the pit that Qiu Lu fell into.

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

A hundred punches in a row, constantly falling from the sky, directly into the pit that Qiu Lu smashed out. The tremor of the whole earth stretched to a distance of 100,000 meters. Even from a distance of 100,000 meters, you can clearly feel the tremors of the earth.

"No!"

"Am I going to die?"

"How could I die? I'm a ninth-level Spirit Emperor realm, a figure who dominates one side, and I'm still the leader of a tribe! No, I can't die! Sooner or later, I can step into the realm of heavenly gods, how can I die?"

"Puff~"

With each punch, Qiu Lu stood out a mouthful of blood. However, Qiu Lu was still unwilling to die like this. But the successive golden fists fell from the sky, so that he didn't even have a chance to fly out of the hole. Golden fists, bombarded like a storm.

Qiu Lu's breath gradually weakened!

"Humph!"

After blasting out a hundred punches in a row, Xia Yan's breath sank, and his spiritual power gradually retracted, looking coldly at the pit below. The dust that filled the air gradually began to fall.

Not only Xia Yan, but everyone looked at the pit with wide eyes at this time. Everyone, with thoughts turning in their hearts, in that pit, a ninth-level Spirit Emperor powerhouse was inside.

From Xia Yan's defeat of the Great Destruction Technique, to Xia Yan's knocking Qiu Lu to the ground and smashing a hole. All of this happens in one or two breaths. Before Guo Lin and the others could react, Qiu Lu was already smashed down from the sky by a golden fist like a dead dog.

It was unimaginable that the ninth-level Spirit Emperor realm would be smashed to such a point by an eighth-level Spirit Emperor. Qiu Lu even lacked the ability to fight back, in the midst of that stormy attack, all Qiu Lu could do was to urge the defense artifact and bear it for life.

"Then Jolu, could it be that he is already dead?"

"This person is so powerful, even Qiu Lu is not his opponent!"

"Oops, you say, will he revolt improvised, and even kill all of us?"

Some cultivators of the Tutan tribe also began to have new ideas at this time. Just now, of course, they were bent on hoping that Xia Yan would defeat Qiu Lu. But when Xia Yan really defeated Qiu Lu, they began to worry that Xia Yan would not even let them go. After all, their tribe, over the years, still has a lot of accumulation. A cultivator with such a strong strength may not be willing to let them go. If this person really made a move, then they couldn't resist at all.

"Hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

"Run!"

And the cultivators of the Black Wolf Tribe, after waking up from the shock, all trembled all over their bodies and rushed towards the distance. If you don't leave now, when will you stay?

.................................... "Dead?"

In Xia Yan's consciousness, he could no longer sense Qiu Lu's vitality. In the pit, there was no life, as if there were only stones and dead things in it. There is no life, which naturally means that Jolu is dead.

Xia Yan's eyes turned, his figure flickered slightly, and he fell towards the hole, his eyes staring, looking into the hole.

This hole is already hundreds of meters deep. However, the darkness in the cave did not affect Xia Yan's vision. Xia Yan saw that at the end of hundreds of meters deep, a pile of rotten meat was clinging to the ground. At this time, Qiu Lu, who could no longer see the human form at all, urged the defense artifact, and was smashed into a pile of rotten flesh like this.

Xia Yan was hundreds of meters deep, and his spiritual power quickly radiated towards the bottom of the cave. The spiritual power rolled slightly in the pile of rotten meat, and several items were held up by Xia Yan's spiritual power, and then quickly flew up.

Two artifacts, a spatial ring.

"The leader of a tribe won't be very poor, right? If I want to step into the ninth-level Spirit Emperor realm, I must accumulate a large amount of spiritual power to condense the miniature space in the meridians. And Yuan Dan is the best accumulation!" Xia Yan thought for a moment, put these items into his ring, and then flew in the direction of the Tuqin tribe.

"Huh?"

Xia Yan was surprised to find that those cultivators of the Black Wolf Tribe had not even run away at this time. Hundreds of cultivators of the Coyote Tribe, whether they were Rank 8 Spirit Emperor, Rank 7 Spirit Emperor, or Level 6 Spirit Emperor, all disappeared.

They are not stupid, they dare to stay here when they see that the leaders are all killed. Although it is impossible to determine whether the leader is dead or not, seeing that the leader is beaten like that, even if he is not dead, he will not be able to escape, and of course they must choose to flee immediately.

"Count them smart!" Xia Yan's breath condensed slightly, and his eyes swept over the many cultivators of the Tutan tribe, and in an instant, Xia Yan found Fang Duyu and Zhong Wuhua in the crowd. These two people were staring at Xia Yan at this time, and all kinds of thoughts were stirring in their hearts at this time.

This white-clothed cultivator was really too much like Xia Yan, but they really couldn't believe that the person in front of them was really Xia Yan, so they didn't dare to take the initiative to go to the thousands, they just watched with their eyes.

"Fang Duyu!" Xia Yan said loudly, looking at Fang Duyu with a smile.

When Fang Duyu heard this, his whole body trembled, and as soon as this sentence was said by Xia Yan, Fang Duyu could immediately conclude that the person in front of him was Xia Yan! That's right, it was really Xia Yan!

"You...... You are Xia Yan!" Fang Duyu said in a slightly trembling voice, his breath a little messy.

When the other cultivators of the Tutan tribe saw Xia Yan and Fang Duyu talking, they all showed a look of astonishment. Even Guo Lin and the three of them looked at Fang Duyu with some incredulity.

Fang Duyu and Zhong Wuhua came to the Tutan tribe thousands of years ago. At that time, Zhong Wuhua was a cripple, but Guo Lin still left both of them behind. Of course, even if the two of them were normal Fang Duyu, they were only at the third-level Spirit Emperor realm, and the two of them naturally didn't get attention. In this Tuqin tribe, there is also a kind of hardship.

"Yes, hehe, you are indeed in the Tutan tribe. I'm in the Star Dou Palace, and I finally found out the whereabouts of the two of you. Xia Yan said with a smile, his eyes looked at Zhong Wuhua again, and then frowned, "Zhong Wuhua, your meridians are broken, and you can't cultivate anymore!"

Zhong Wuhua's meridians were completely broken, and the spiritual power was in them, and they couldn't run and flow at all. The Gathering Spirit Cave is also completely forbidden. The Gathering Spirit Acupoint was originally connected to the meridians. Without spiritual power, the Spirit Gathering Cave will naturally not rotate anymore.

"Xia Yan, it's really you! Just now, Fang Duyu and I were guessing whether it was you who was fighting with that Qiu Lu. However, how could you become so powerful in such a short period of time? Even the powerhouses of the ninth-level Spirit Emperor realm are not your opponents, and they are all directly killed by you!" Zhong Wuhua also blushed and said very excitedly.

Since coming to the main world, Zhong Wuhua has endured a lot of ridicule, disasters and tribulations. Now that he met an acquaintance, a cultivator from the same world, and it was so powerful, his mood was excited, excited, needless to say.

"Hehe, I met the hall master Lord Water Mist in the Star Dou Palace, and Lord Water Mist gave me some rewards, so I can progress so fast!" Xia Yan said with a smile looking at the two of them.

"Your Excellency!"

Guo Lin and the three of them also walked over, Guo Lin had a serious expression, and saluted Xia Yan and said.

He didn't know Xia Yan at all, and after Xia Yan shot down Qiu Lu just now, he was still a little worried that Xia Yan would easily wipe out their Tutan tribe. When Xia Yan flew from the battlefield to them, Guo Lin and the three of them were even more worried. When Xia Yan got close and called out Fang Duyu's name, the hearts of the three of them were slightly relieved. Since this person knew Fang Duyu, he should not attack the Tutan tribe again. Therefore, he hurriedly stepped forward with Bao Fei and Leng Yan and saluted Xia Yan.

(To be continued)