"Kill!"

The crazy old madman, who has no reservations, and no mercy is a fatal move!

Three thousand black hairs danced, and there was coldness between his eyebrows, for a madman, whoever prevented him from killing was his enemy!

With a roar, six reincarnation punches, blasted out with all their might!

Rumble!

Wei Yi and the others made a move, but they still retained three or four points of leeway, and they did not have the intention of killing, but the old madman didn't know what it was to keep his hands.

The iron fist was clenched, the true meaning of the six reincarnations was pervasive, and the terrifying iron fist shattered the void.

Click!

The void shattered, and time and space returned to chaos, and there was no longer any residue.

The sky net that covers the sky and the sun can be described as vulnerable in the face of the long-lost Six Reincarnation Fists.

Tear and pull!

The sky net was torn apart, turned into countless fragments, and dissipated between heaven and earth. The unparalleled punch strength hit everyone even more.

Poof!

The Heavenly Xuan Holy Land powerhouses led by Li Ming had a sharp pain in their chests in no particular order, and they all flew out sideways.

The lips opened, and the hot blood spilled all over the sky.

Pitch-black lightning and extremely dull thunder roared, haunting the old madman, setting him off like a demon god.

"Traitor, die!"

With a roar, in one move, he defeated more than a dozen powerful old madmen, punched out hard, and blasted towards the last traitor.

The terrifying fist locked on Wei Yi and didn't give him the slightest chance to use Xuanji Daoshu to borrow his strength!

Brother! Facing his closest senior brother in the past, with a powerful blow, the corners of Wei Yi's mouth flashed with a bitter and ugly smile, and he murmured in his heart.

Can I finally die?

Since the battle of the Ancient Forbidden Land, the Tianxuan Holy Land has lost its soldiers and lost its generals, and countless fellow disciples have died tragically in front of their eyes, even if five hundred years have passed, a new history belonging to the Tianxuan Holy Land has begun.

But as one of the witnesses of the battle in the ancient forbidden land, Wei Yi did not have the same feelings as the old madman in his heart.

Is the rebuilt Tianxuan Holy Land really the Tianxuan Holy Land in their impression, rather than a brand new place that belongs to Ming Xiaoyang?

Today, dying at the hands of his fellow brother is not a relief.

Swish!

In the flow of his thoughts, Wei Yi completely gave up resistance and watched the old madman punch to his head.

Seeing that the enemy he was facing was tied, the old madman's bright eyes crossed a struggle, but his fist increased a little more force, and continued to hit Wei Yi's head.

Once this punch is hit, it will be a fratricidal tragedy!

Could it be that the three heroes of Tianxuan really can't coexist?

………………

"Alas!"

Just when everything seemed inevitable, from the sky above the heads of the two brothers, there was a heavy sigh.

Swish!

The boundless brilliance flowed, condensed in the void, and turned into a huge fist.

Rumble!

The terrifying fist clenched, bombarded down with an irresistible force, and struck at the old madman.

"Traitor!" The old madman was delirious, but he always remembered the breath of what he considered his greatest enemy.

Unable to care about killing Wei Yi any longer, an iron fist blasted out and met the fist that was shot down from the sky.

Thundered!

The same door in the past, the sworn enemy today!

Xuanji, who is in the same vein, asks the question, and the fist is generally unique, and it is bound to divide a victory or defeat to determine each other's success or failure!

The terrifying brilliance gathered, gathered in the void, and many existences that were slightly closer to that only came into contact with a trace of leaking qi turned into cannon fodder.

"Ahh A loose cultivator from Zhongzhou tried to copy the fist intent of Ming Xiaoyang, but as soon as he came into contact, the eyebrows and souls cracked, and the whole person turned into blood and mud.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, the people who came to participate in this feast gasped and hurriedly retreated.

In such a situation, if you lose a life, you can only blame your own life, no wonder anyone!

In an instant, in the very center of the Tianxuan Holy Land, within a radius of ten miles, there was no more than half a figure.

Wei Yi Li Ming and the others hurriedly opened the saint-level formation arranged by their own Holy Lord, lest the Tianxuan Holy Land become a ruin.

Buzz!

Countless golden formations appeared, enveloping the entire Tianxuan Holy Land, and the terrifying light waves impacted on the formations engraved by Ming Xiaoyang's own hands, and they were instantly dissolved.

Eventually, the dust settled!

Sou!

A gust of wind blew, and crystal blood spilled, and a drop of lustrous and bright blood fell on a monk of the secret realm of the Dao Palace, killing him.

A drop of blood from the Dao King, the killing power contained in it, how can it be borne by the secret realm of the Dao Palace!

Boom!

The light and mist dissipated, and everything that happened around Tianque appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

The tall old madman, with three thousand black hair dancing, collapsed to the ground, his eyes were confused, his head in his hands, and let out a terrible scream:

"Ahh

"This ...... What the hell is going on! ”

"Kasumi, Holy Lord!"

…………

In the terrible screams, the meaning of reincarnation hit the old madman's primordial spirit, causing his mind to gradually recover.

In front of me, familiar pictures emerged, apprenticeship in youth; the aptitude of youth; And the giant hand that destroyed the world in the Ancient Forbidden Land!

The same six-way reincarnation fist, but different from the old madman's six-path reincarnation fist, only symbolizes sending the opponent back into the six realms of reincarnation.

The six reincarnation fists that Ming Xiaoyang stole from him sublimated with his own energy, and blasted out with one punch, evolving the real six reincarnations.

At the moment of the fight, the old madman's mind fell into the illusory six reincarnations, reincarnated thousands of times.

His crazy mind gradually recovered!

The pain that precipitated in the bottom of my heart exploded and became what it is now!

"Ahh No, Holy Lord, you can't attack the Ancient Forbidden Land! ”

"Holy Son, you shame on the Heavenly Xuan Holy Land!"

"Traitor, Ming Xiaoyang, you betrayed the Holy Land, I will kill you, kill you!"

…………

Seeing that the old madman had no master's demeanor, he kept rolling around on the ground, and let out a roar of rage from his mouth.

Whether it was the people from the main sect of Tianxuan Holy Land or the guests from all sides, they were all touched and silent.

In the middle of the field, there was an eerie silence.

Heart-rending voices echoed, and drops of crystal tears spilled down the square.

Boom!

I don't know how long it took, but the crazy old madman Fang gradually quieted down. Three thousand black hairs were scattered, and their faces were resolute.

The eyes that were cloudy and unreasonable in the past have regained their clarity.

Swish!

A sharp divine light shot out of his eyes and landed in the void, causing the void to rattle and tremble.

"Senior brother!"

"Uncle Shi!"

Wei Yi and the others saw that the old madman was quiet, and they all burst into tears with excitement, regardless of the injuries on their bodies, and greeted them.

He, is it finally normal?

"Little junior brother!" Facing Wei Yi, who had just almost died in his hands, the old madman looked a little apologetic and called affectionately.

"Senior brother!" Wei Yi jumped into the arms of his senior brother, hugged each other, and cried silently.

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