The person who came out of the knife was Deng Xue.

The last time he was defeated by Deng Xue, this time he received a letter from home, and Mu Bingyun returned to Ling's house with Ling Ao.

Stimulated by jealousy and hatred, Deng Xue made a move, taking advantage of the chaotic battle and winning with one blow.

"Deng Xue, you are looking for death!"

Seeing Mu Bingyun's appearance, an unprecedented burst of coercion erupted from Ling Ao's body.

Everyone was struggling under this coercion, and even Long Yang, as the highest cultivation existence in the entire field, couldn't help but tremble all over.

A phantom flashed, and Ling Ao caught Mu Bingyun before the two Xuanmen masters.

The yuan power in his hand was continuously injected, helping Mu Bingyun protect his heart: "I'm sorry." ”

With this knife, Deng Xue shot with hatred, which caused Mu Bingyun to be hit hard, and Ling Ao felt guilty.

In addition to guilt, there is only endless anger.

After placing Mu Bingyun, the jade pendant in Ling Ao's hand turned into a sword and pointed directly at Deng Xue.

"Ling Ao, if you kill my Senior Brother Wang, this knife will be returned to you!"

Deng Xue's eyes were red at this time, and the smug look on her face was fully displayed, obviously she had been carried away.

Ling Ao didn't say much, he raised his sword and stepped forward, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Deng Xue

"Die!"

A sword was opened, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the thunder rolled in.

Deng Xue crossed his sword, and the sword in his hand was broken into several sections.

The sword momentum continued, like a knife cutting tofu, and cut off Deng Xue's right hand holding the sword.

Ling Ao's left hand turned into a palm, and with one palm, Deng Xue had no power to resist, and fell down, smashing the ground into a huge pit.

With a sword and a palm, Deng Xue, who killed the fourth grade of Tianyuan in seconds, this is Ling Ao's current strength.

Deng Xue looked up at Ling Ao on the ground, her eyes were full of fear, this was the first time she felt fear of Ling Ao, the fear from the bottom of her bones.

Ling Ao was furious, desperate, and killed Deng Xue with all his might, and one person and one sword went straight to Deng Xue on the ground, threatening to take his life.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck.

Everyone only felt relaxed, and the coercion exuded by Ling Ao's body disappeared in an instant.

A gloomy voice came: "Xiao'er, leave a line in your work, and see you in the future." ”

The tip of the sword was only less than an inch away from Deng Xue, and a black shadow flashed, easily taking Deng Xue away from Ling Ao's hand.

This person's figure was extremely fast, and Ling Ao only saw a black dress.

The other party didn't want to fight with Ling Ao, and disappeared after saving Deng Xue.

Ling Ao was about to catch up when he ran the exercises, and Mu Bingyun's weak voice came: "Ling Ao, don't, the sect is important." ”

In Mu Bingyun's heart, the sect is the most important, this is the grandfather's hard work, and it is also his own home.

Hearing this, he stopped his body and turned around slowly.

The sword body is still dripping blood, Ling Ao's eyes are blood-red, one person and one sword, not angry and arrogant.

"If it weren't for your invasion, how could such a thing happen, today you all left me behind!"

For a while, the wind was blowing all around, blowing on the human body, and there was a slight pain.

The coercion that had disappeared before reappeared, and I don't know who reacted and shouted: "Brothers, let's kill him together, otherwise there will be more and less luck today!"

Hearing this, many people reacted from the shock just now.

At this moment, the invaders were extremely united, and they formed formations one after another, rushing towards Ling Ao.

"Protect Ling Ao!"

Guo Qingyun was also furious, the lives of the sect were devastated, all of them were done by the group of people in front of him, and now Mu Bingyun was seriously injured, and he couldn't explain to the old ancestor.

"No, you protect Bingyun, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

Until now, the number of invaders was still several times that of the sect's disciples, and Ling Ao actually had to use his strength to contend with these nearly thousands of monks, including two Xuanmen Realm existences.

As soon as the intruder arrived at Ling Ao's side, a heavenly thunderbolt landed in front of Ling Ao impartially, blasting the crowd apart.

The surrounding vitality continued to surging towards Ling Ao, and a vortex of spiritual qi formed above Ling Ao's head, as if he wanted to suck out the vitality of this heaven and earth.

The vitality continued to enter, and the breath of Ling Ao's body continued to increase.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound in Ling Ao's body, as if thunder had descended into the world, and a majestic Yuan Force gushed out, soaring straight into the sky.

"He's going to break through?"

The four elders were shocked when they saw Ling Ao break through in public again.

"His exercises don't seem to be tyrannical, so it should be. ”

Guo Qingyun's eyes were sharp, and he could see Ling Ao's strange appearance at a glance.

Ling Ao is breaking through, but he is not.

The complete release of the Yuan Force in the body is just the common life trick in refining the Hongmeng Five Tricks.

In a big war, there is resentment and unwillingness, and it is only on the battlefield that emotions are most diverse.

Ling Ao absorbed not only the vitality, but also the emotions of everyone around him.

I saw that the vitality was constantly gushing out, and Ling Ao's momentum was high, without any intention of stagnation.

"Haha!"

The sound of wild laughter filled the audience, and the vitality suddenly exploded, and the sound of breaking the air was endless.

Diyuan six products, become!

"He's breaking through, brothers, there's never been a better time, on!"

A group of people were overjoyed when they saw that Ling Ao had broken through in battle, ordinary monks could not act when they broke through, and they could not even be interrupted, otherwise they would easily go mad.

But is Ling Ao an ordinary monk?

Seeing a group of people attacking frantically, with a random wave of the sword in his hand, he fell down one piece, and the rest did not dare to act rashly.

I saw that the aura on Ling Ao's body was still soaring.

"Ahh

A scream, miserable, as if from the Infernal Hell.

Diyuan seven products, become!

Ling Ao stepped out in one step, the long sword in his hand rose into the air, constantly flying in the air, the sound of the sword was lingering, and countless sword qi rushed straight towards the group.

A group of people dodged and confronted, but the sword qi was extremely powerful, unstoppable, unavoidable, and a sword qi would take away a life.

"Hong Hua, don't waste it!"

Hong Hua was watching sluggishly from the sidelines, and when he heard Ling Ao's reminder, he hurriedly used his strength to absorb his blood.

Ling Ao was like a god descending from heaven at this time, and the lives of all the people were only between a sword.

"Woo woo woo ~ "

Suddenly, a mournful cry resounded throughout the audience, and those who heard it wept and those who heard it were sad.

Purple light flashed on Ling Ao's body, and Yuan Li burst out, forcing thousands of people back.

Diyuan eight products, become!

"Who the hell are you?"

Some people have been frightened by Ling Ao, where is this like the strength that the Earth Yuan Realm has.

"The one who sent you to hell!"

Suddenly, above the clouds, thunder rolled, and in an instant the clouds were thick, as if a demon god had descended into the world.

There was a whimper from the sky.

The purple light on Ling Ao's body kept circulating, and the nine grades of Diyuan were completed!

The thunder dissipated, and the breath was exhausted.

At this point, the emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness have been completely refined, and the secret of life has been achieved!

Just when everyone thought that Ling Ao's breakthrough was over, they unexpectedly poured out a burst of purple light.

Purple light enveloped the entire Badao Gate, which was a thousand acres wide.

"Here comes the sword!"

Ling Ao stretched out one hand, and the sword that kept flying in the air stopped the offensive and flew to Ling Ao's hand impartially.

"It's time for you to hit the road?"

At this time, Ling Ao's hair was all fluttering, his long hair was flying in the wind, and his eyes were blood-red.

The sword body is full of gloomy and cold light, one person and one sword, standing proudly above thousands of people.

At this moment, the intruder had a feeling that Ling Ao was here to judge him, and he should be killed by Ling Ao, and for a while, he had no fighting spirit.