High in the sky, two figures stood still, far away from each other.

Zhao Junyu's face was solemn, and he carefully controlled the divine sense lightsaber.

He took advantage of the other party's surprise and used his condensed divine sense, first attacking the opponent's divine soul with the soul refining stab, causing the other party to lose consciousness for a moment, and then attacking his divine sense lightsaber into the opponent's sea of consciousness.

This was actually very risky, because he was not just a relatively rudimentary soul refining thorn or something, a one-time and instantaneous divine sense attack.

This divine sense lightsaber is actually Zhao Junyu divided a part of his own Yuan Shen incarnation, and it is already completely like the substance, attacking the opponent's sea of consciousness and cutting the other party's Yuan Shen and Qi luck, it takes a relatively long time, and it can't be done without strong spiritual power.

In other words, Zhao Junyu is separating a trace of the primordial spirit from the body and invading the other party's sea of knowledge!

The opponent's primordial god is on the defensive, sitting in his own sea of consciousness, as long as the power of the divine consciousness is not much weaker than the attacker, he can hold it.

In this way, if one of the attackers is not careful, they will either be devoured by the other party, or they will be severely damaged and retreated.

Suffice it to say, this is a very risky act!

However, Zhao Junyu was not afraid at all, because he had absolute self-confidence, and his Yuan Shen power and spiritual power were enough to crush the other party.

Ouyang Yuanji, his eyes were white, and his face was twitching.

In his sea of consciousness, Zhao Junyu's divine sense lightsaber is cutting flesh with a blunt knife, dividing his primordial spirit and the purple Hong Kong Island luck inch by inch!

At this time, the bodies of both of them could not move, it was just a contest of divine souls!

"How is it possible, you are only in the primordial infancy, how can you divide the primordial spirit!"

"That is obviously the realm of the legend of the distraction period, so it can be reached!"

Ouyang Yuanji's Yuan Shen shouted frantically in his sea of consciousness, and waves of mental power rushed madly towards Zhao Junyu's divine sense lightsaber transformed by a trace of Yuan Shen, as if they were about to devour the other party.

Hmph, Zhao Junyu's Yuan Shen let out a cold snort.

Although this mental power seemed to be violent, it did not condense into essence after all, and it had no effect at all in the face of the light saber that had already been materialized! It was easily cut off like cutting tofu, and then continued to cut qi luck without any impact.

Ouyang Yuanji's Yuan Shen struggled desperately, accumulating waves of mental power and surging wildly, but it was in vain, and he could only watch as the lightsaber cut out the pieces of purple qi luck with his Yuan Shen little by little!

This pain is no less painful than the knife on the flesh, and it is even more painful!

"Why are they both standing still and not moving?"

"Is it a negotiation?"

"Also, it's all Yuanying power, why bother not dying for a little face?"

Huaxia, who was watching the battle from afar, including cultivators from abroad, had a lot of discussions.

But then they realized something was wrong.

I saw Zhao Junyu standing with his hands in his hands, his face was indifferent, while Ouyang Yuanji had a painful expression, and in the end, all seven orifices began to flow out of Bobo's blood, and his image was terrifying and miserable.

"What's going on?"

The faces of the cultivators were shocked, and at the same time, there were strong doubts in their hearts.

Countless citizens of Hong Kong Island could not help but wonder when they saw that the fierce collision of clouds had stopped in the sky, and that there was a calm there.

The core members of the He family, who were still in the He family's manor in Tai Mo Shan, saw that the sky was calm, and they were also apprehensive, and a bad premonition rose from their hearts, becoming stronger and stronger.

"God forbid, Master Ouyang must win!"

He Zhongkui, He Mingyuan and others secretly prayed in their hearts.

At this moment, there was a violent explosion in the sky, and the clouds exploded!

Then there was a violent blast of air, but it only lasted for a dozen breaths before it came to an abrupt end!

There was a loud bang, and I saw a figure in the sky fall like a meteor, smashing into Victoria Bay with a bang, splashing high.

Who is this who has been knocked down?

It must be that inland immortal master, Master Ouyang is the patron saint of Hong Kong Island!

Countless Hong Kong Island citizens are secretly thinking in their hearts.

But then, the cruel reality shattered their illusions.

I saw a figure from high in the sky, stepping into the air, it was Zhao Junyu, standing on the sea level.

So the ...... who fell into the sea , it's Master Ouyang!

A group of Hong Kong Island citizens were horrified!

"Without the blessing of Hong Kong Island's luck, you are vulnerable!"

Zhao Junyu's face was cold, and he grabbed it with one hand, and a figure like a chicken in soup was directly grabbed by him from the sea in the distance.

It was Ouyang Yuanji, whose face was pale and his seven orifices were still bleeding.

At this time, his face was full of horror, his whole body was soaked, and he was embarrassed.

Whoever looks at it, this is an ordinary vulnerable old man.

"No!" Ouyang Yuanji roared wildly, in front of almost all the people on Hong Kong Island, he couldn't lose!

Speaking of the last True Yuan, his sleeves waved sharply, and the two Qi Blade Dragons full of evil power rose again, but even ordinary people could see that the power of this Qi Blade Long Dragon was not the same as before!

"Spicy chicken!"

Zhao Junyu sneered, slapped out with one hand, and a big cloud qi like a mountain bloomed in the air, directly crushing the two qi blade dragons, and then slapped Ouyang Yuanji directly into the air.

With a thud, it plunged into the bay again.

"Come on, come again!" Zhao Junyu laughed and stood with his hands in his hands.

Ouyang Yuanji rushed out of the sea, roaring wildly, burning the origin frantically, and with a sharp swing of his two palms, two cyan light blades slashed fiercely with a roar that cut through the space.

"As I said, without Hong Kong Island luck, you are nothing!"

Zhao Junyu shook his head, slapped out a palm at will, and slapped Ouyang Yuanji into the sea again.

Several times in a row, Ouyang Yuanji rushed out of the sea, and Zhao Junyu slapped it back into the sea like a ball in his hand!

All Hong Kong Island citizens are silent.

Looking at the god in their hearts, like a water dog, he was beaten back into the sea by Zhao Junyu again and again.

In the end, he was almost slapped to the sea by Zhao Junyu again and again, like a fly, and then slipped out, and then photographed!

Just like the beginning, in West Lake, his apprentice surnamed Jiang was in the same situation.

Smack, smack! Ouyang Yuanji, who was like a chicken in soup, spurted blood in his mouth, and was extremely miserable.

Many people can't bear to look at it and turn their backs.

But more people opened their mouths wide and looked at them blankly, only to feel that the originally extremely pious faith in their hearts was collapsing step by step.

"It's ...... Isn't he a land immortal?"

"Isn't it the patron saint of Hong Kong Island, why is it so vulnerable?"

"Could it be that everything before was a false illusion and a deception?"

Including all the celebrities and tycoons on Hong Kong Island, and even all ordinary people, this question has popped up in their hearts.

"Hey, why bother in the first place. "That Hong Kong Island's native occult master, Master Huang finally let out a long sigh.

He was the only one of them who saw a rough idea.

"Master Huang, please clear your doubts. Several martial artists and cultivators on the side asked one after another, and they had been shocked for a long time.

"I can't say anything about this, I can only say that he is self-inflicted and cannot live. ”

"Betraying the ancestor of Huaxia Yanhuang and cutting off the bloodline, you should be killed!"

After Master Huang spit out a sentence that made everyone confused, he shook his head and left.

"I am God, the patron saint of Hong Kong Island, and I am invincible on Hong Kong Island!"

Ouyang Yuanji roared wildly, squirting several mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, and the last origin burned all at once, and the whole person slammed into Zhao Junyu like a burning meteor!

"You're just an old psycho, die!"

For this old guy who cut off the fortunes of the Chinese country and betrayed his ancestors, Zhao Junyu had no mercy, and shook it with one hand.

There was a muffled sound on the ground, and a cloud of blood rain burst out in mid-air!

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