Holding back the horror in his heart, Panxiong folded his hands and stood in front of him.

Suddenly, the surrounding Yuan Li was absorbed by him, and an illusory pagoda was built around him that just accommodated it, and the Yuan Force of the tower body flowed, like glass, reflecting the light reflected by the snow, and it was a little dizzy for a while. After the pagoda was protected, he still felt unsafe, and pushed out his palms flatly, and suddenly two strong palms slapped out, and his momentum should not be underestimated.

The wind and snow cleared, making enough room for the two palms.

Panxiong sacrificed the illusory pagoda to protect himself, and shot out two palm power blocks, although he used all his strength, but it was completed in a matter of moments. Realm cultivation is to reach the realm of nothingness, and when you fight against people, you can distinguish between victory and defeat and decide life and death.

At the moment when Panxiong was doing a good defense, the sword intent of the seventh style of the sword had already slashed his head.

The collision of sword intent and palm force did not make an earth-shattering sound, and only a sound similar to the silk silk being cut by scissors was heard. The sword intent was really sharp, and it directly split the two palms that Pan Xiong slapped with all his heart into two halves, and the sword intent seemed to be completely undamaged, and the essence appeared, directly hitting the pagoda body that surrounded Pan Xiong.

Boom!

It's like a bell exploding.

As soon as the sword intent slashed at the tower, the defense tower that had condensed Panxiong's life's strength trembled violently.

"Poof......

Pan Xiong in the tower trembled all over, opened his mouth, and spewed out a puff of blood mist.

Although the pagoda was not broken, Panxiong was already seriously injured.

"Good sword intent......" Panxiong tried his best to stabilize the illusory pagoda, squinted his eyes, and saw that the tower was still intact, and couldn't help but secretly say that he was lucky. But as soon as his words fell, the color of luck had not yet been fully expressed, and his complexion changed greatly in an instant, and the sudden explosion pain in the dantian made him can't help but scream.

Bang!

The illusory pagoda that had just stabilized instantly shattered into pieces of Yuan Force blocks. Those fragments of Yuan Force were no longer solidified together, and they dissipated with the wind and snow in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.

A white mang, which was only half an arm's length left, passed through the tower and wiped straight towards Panxiong's neck.

Pan Xiongwan didn't expect that after the other party broke through his own defense with a sword, he could still have such lethality. Seeing that white light approaching, he couldn't dodge at all, so he flipped his wrist and took out a rattan armor from the Sumeru ring to block it. This is a defensive spirit weapon that can hardly take a blow from the Void Realm, and it is one of the few treasures at the bottom of his box, and he is reluctant to take it out on weekdays, and he has no chance to take it out. But now, feeling the threat of death, he did not hesitate to block it in front of him.

Sonorous bang.

The half-arm white mangs were mounted on the rattan armor, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Fortunately for Panxiong, the vine armor really lived up to his expectations and blocked the sword intent that only had half an arm left.

His legs trembled, he barely stood firm, and casually threw down the rattan armor that was already on the verge of shattering, and when he looked at the master on the other side, he had no more fighting spirit. Although the revenge of killing his son must be avenged, the hatred in his heart is still not gone, but he forcibly suppresses it, and he has no doubt that if he takes one step further, he will not escape death. Even if there were still a considerable number of spiritual weapons like the rattan armor in his Sumeru ring, and those hole cards could be used to entangle the black robe on the opposite side, he clearly knew that it was useless to entangle, just entanglement, then what greeted him was death.

The premise of revenge is to live.

As soon as he was ready to retreat, Panxiong retreated step by step with trembling legs.

What relieved him was that Shi Fu did not mean to kill them all.

From beginning to end, Shi Fu only took out that sword, and then stood with his sword raised, without even looking at Panxiong again. He turned his face slightly, his gaze focused on the other side, where Eldest Sun Qingyun had already forced Zhang Hatshui back ten zhang, and he could see that Eldest Sun Qingyun thought the same as him. They can all kill their opponents, but it is impossible to kill a cultivator of the Void Realm easily, they will inevitably pay a price, once their state is affected, then they have a less chance of winning against each other.

Shi Fu and the eldest grandson Qingyun already knew from the time they first met in Phoenix Town that a battle between them was inevitable, just sooner or later. At that time, Shi Fu and the eldest grandson Qingyun both said something like "not sure", it was not that they were humble, but they really thought so.

Within a radius of thirty zhang, there were only six of them Void Realm cultivators.

Pan Xiong and Zhang Hatshui were both beaten with a lot of internal injuries, and they seized the opportunity to breathe on both sides. And Xuanqing Daoist and Liancheng Hong are inseparable, although Xuanqing Daoist can faintly suppress Lianchenghong with a pure Dao martial arts, but Liancheng Hong's learning is uneven, and strange tricks are endless, if Xuanqing Dao people want to completely defeat each other, it is by no means possible to do it in a while.

Shi Fu held the sword of separation, and the eldest grandson Qingyun held the broken banner cloth, and the two tacitly gave up Panxiong and Zhang Hatshui and stood opposite each other. The air between the two of them gradually became more and more solemn, which was the result of the Yuan Force being compressed, stacked, and poured sharply, and if someone rushed between them without paying attention at this time, they would end up dead in an instant.

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And outside thirty sheets, the battle was much more fierce.

Although the realm of cultivators in the Lingxuan Realm is not low, the fighting and fighting are far less dazzling than those in the Void Realm. Although they have practiced a lot of martial arts and mastered the method of injuring the enemy with the Yuan Force, the amount of Yuan Force that they can control is limited, so most of the moves are close to hand-to-hand combat. In addition, those disciples of Qilian Sect slaughtered like fierce wolves and tigers and leopards, and they were all practicing hand-to-hand combat skills, so naturally they would not give the academy students a chance to open their positions.

As a result, the battle between them was bloody and bloody.

Half of his body was already stained red with blood, and looking at his fierce posture in the field as if he had entered a no-man's land, he thought that all the blood that stained his robe red came from his enemies. Perhaps it was because they sensed the danger of Tu Xiao and Chu Gongqiu, and the leaders of the four major academies led a group of cultivators from their respective academies to the Eight or Nine Heavens of the Spirit Mystery Realm, so that Tu Xiao and Chu Gongqiu were barely restrained.

Fifth Tingyun, Xiao Mengdie, Lei Fengxiang and Concubine Wan Jian also went on a killing spree and did not spare any hands. Even Bai Jie also held Guang Han's Thirteen Ghost Shadow Swords, and the number of dead souls under the sword had exceeded the number of hands. The talents from the Shenjing royal family gradually adapted to this killing atmosphere and integrated into the battle, even the princess of Allure was not spared, her plain dress had been stained with a lot of blood, and her luxurious bun had been loosened, but she added a few different kinds of beauty to her hair. Mu Kun, Li Qingping, Ye Shenxiang and others always guarded around the princess of Allure, killing the enemy while not forgetting to respond to each other and protect the princess's safety.

Whether it is the students of the four major academies or the noble-born talents of Shenjing, although they were a little frightened and frightened and a little uncomfortable at the beginning of the battle, they have learned for many years are by no means unskilled, in this kind of battlefield, they quickly apply the theories in the academy to actual combat, and while killing the enemy, their martial arts cultivation is also improving little by little.

The snow has long since melted underfoot.

What was revealed was the dark brown earth and rock layers, and between those soil and rock layers, the bright red blood was still steaming, and when it was about to condense, it was dissolved by the newly sprinkled blood, and then flowed down the rock layer to the lower place, and submerged in the rock layer.