"Humph!"

Gu Nanyi drank coldly in his mouth, and the sword power converged, blocking the sword intent in front of him.

"Slashing Yue Sword Sect?"

After the blow, Gu Nanyi's expression was solemn, the big knife in his hand flipped over, and the killing intent on the cold blade was even worse, and he carefully stared at the martial artist who appeared in front of him, his heart was heavy.

"Tapp..."

Behind the figure hung a long sword, the blade of the sword into the sheath, slowly stepping in the air, the endless sword intent flowing everywhere it passed, as if it was about to tear the sky, the sword mighty might.

The wind and waves rippled, and the audience was silent.

The eyes of the surrounding onlookers all converged, their breathing was heavy, and the eyes on their faces contained indescribable fanaticism, and even the bodies of some martial artists were trembling slightly.

"The early stage of the Martial King?"

A flat voice came out of the figure's mouth, accompanied by sword intent enveloping the surrounding air: "It's not enough to be presumptuous in front of me!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice of the figure fell, the majestic coercion of the middle realm of the Martial King surged out of his body, and the powerful power pressed directly against Gu Nanyi, making his body sink.

"What about the Slashing Sword Sect?"

Gu Nanyi's body was full of power, resisting the frenzy here, staring at the two people in front of him even more coldly, and faintly carrying a little sarcasm: "He claims to be decent, but he is just a colleague with the rogue, and it is ridiculous to think about it." ”

"How daring!"

The figure burst into a shout, and the long sword behind him came out of its sheath, emitting a crisp hiss, and thousands of sword intent condensed and killing machines surged, pouring down towards Gu Nanyi: "Those who are disrespectful to the Sword Sect..."

"Kill!"

"Slash Yue Sword Sect, some mountains can't be slashed!"

Gu Nanyi shouted, the sword in his hand was powerful, but the angry knife was slashed, but a lone wolf with teeth and claws roared out, and the sharp fangs in his mouth bit the blade fiercely.

"Huh..."

It's just that this is a cold sound in the sky, like thunder, exploding in Gu Nanyi's ears, and the chill is overwhelming.

Gu Nanyi's heart was awe-inspiring, and he subconsciously looked sideways, only to see Liao Lian's figure approaching, and the cold blade in his palm exuded a cold breath, wiping straight towards his neck.

Gu Nanyi's face changed slightly when he saw this scene, his body leaned back, the big knife in his hand flowed, and he started to defend and block in front of him.

It's just that the speed of the sword blade is extremely fast, and the white light flickered, and Sen Ran's chill slashed through the blade fiercely, and Liao Lian's indifferent eyes floated in front of Gu Nanyi, revealing a little fierceness.

When the figure flashed, he looked back at a sword and stabbed it into Gu Nanyi's heart.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the sword power in the air was mighty, and it actually pierced the lone wolf phantom ten thousand swords, covering it like a waterfall, but it covered Gu Nanyi's body, and there was no way out.

The situation here made the surrounding martial artists gasp, no one thought that Liao Jian and the martial artists of the Yue Sword Sect would have such a tacit understanding, and the two sides fought with only one move, and they actually wanted to take down Gu Nanyi.

Could it be that today, a powerhouse of the Martial King Realm is about to fall in front of them?

"Damn!"

Gu Nanyi's face was ugly, and he didn't expect to underestimate the two of them, so he put himself in a crisis, and sure enough, he forcibly sought revenge just after breaking through, which was still a little too reluctant.

But even so, he still didn't want to give up, the family blood revenge had not been avenged, and he couldn't die yet!

"Open!"

Gu Nanyi's eyes were bloodshot, and between the bursts of his mouth, the spiritual power around his body gathered in the sky, and behind him there was a huge mountain phantom appeared, and the heavy force distorted the spiritual energy of Zhou Kong, as if to suppress heaven and earth.

"Zheng..."

Liao Lian Han Feng fell, touched the phantom of the mountain, and there was a crisp sound of metal hitting when he landed, but he was stopped by it, unable to move an inch.

"Sword Heavenly Yin!"

The corners of Liao Bin's mouth curved upward, revealing a sarcastic smile, and all the spiritual power around his body gathered at this moment, and all of them fell on the blade of the sword, and a little cold light exploded, actually stabbing the mountain phantom out of a large crack.

"At the end of Gu Nanyi's strong crossbow, it won't work. ”

"It's still a bit too reluctant to fight the two Martial King Realm powerhouses alone with the strength of one person

Finish. ”

"Yes, a generation of martial kings has fallen, tsk, it's really rare. ”

The surrounding martial artists sighed when they saw this, but most of them were sarcastic, you must know that the difference between the strong people in the Martial King Realm is like a chasm in the sky, and those who can fight beyond the level, in addition to those genius powerhouses, how many people are there?

"Zheng..."

Zhou Kong trembled, and the thousands of sword intents of the strong men of the Sword Sect condensed into thousands of cold fronts, and they all poured down towards Gu Nanyi, and this blow would definitely kill him on the spot.

"Damn!"

Gu Nanyi roared in his mouth, his eyes were full of struggle, if he dealt with Liao Bin, he would not be able to block this sword intent, if he resisted the sword intent, he would be pierced by Liao Bin's sword blade.

Today, it can be described as the line between life and death.

"Boom!"

At this time, the surrounding sky shook, and a terrifying pale wave of flames swept in, like waves of the sea, surging forward, across the sky, actually blocking thousands of sword intents.

"Town!"

Gu Nanyi's eyes lit up when he saw this, although he didn't know who helped, but he understood that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and suddenly his mouth was low, and the phantom of the mountains around him trembled suddenly, and the heavy force fell fiercely on the place where Liao Lian's sword blade pierced.

"Click!"

In an instant, the heavy force of the mountain caused the blade of the sword to break through.

"Retreat!"

There was a change in the game, Liao Jian didn't dare to stay for a long time, and with a twist of his brows, he grabbed half a long sword and retreated.

The flames rose in the sky, and the scorching wave was like a treacherous beast, swallowing all the thousands of sword intents, and then manifested a giant palm, fiercely shooting at the figure of the Yue Sword Sect.

"Zheng..."

The powerhouse of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect frowned, and the long sword behind his back turned lightly, exuding terrifying sword intent, piercing the sky directly, completely dispersing the flame giant palm in an instant, and restoring the clarity of the sky.

"Who dares to take care of the affairs of the Yue Sword Sect?"

"Slashing Yue Sword Sect, what a great majesty!"

A cold snort came out, and the wave of flame condensation swept across the sky, gathering a huge figure in the surrounding sky, covered with flame armor, and the flames above the head were burning, like thousands of hair fluttering, with teeth and claws.

The flames gradually slowed down, slowly splitting into two under the gaze of everyone, revealing a flame channel, and the sound of footsteps resounded through the sky, gathering their eyes, only to see three figures slowly stepping out.

The first person had a warm smile on his face, dressed in a white robe, and his clothes were fluttering, very chic.

On the left and right, one person was coarse and linen, with an expressionless face, following behind him step by step, and the other person grabbed the wine gourd in his hand, ignoring the eyes of everyone around him, poured the wine in the gourd into his mouth, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

When everyone saw the three of them stepping out, they couldn't help but look at each other, but no one knew each other, and what they didn't expect was that they were three martial artists in the realm of martial arts, but just by virtue of them, they dared to shout that the martial king was strong?

It's just that although they couldn't figure it out, Jun Bu and Mo Laike saw that when they saw the comer, their eyes trembled, their eyes were full of brilliance, and their bodies seemed to be full of strength.

"Who are you?"

The Martial King powerhouse of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect stepped into the air, staring at the flame giant, its long sword was cold and sharp, constantly swirling around his body, exuding a strong sword intent, mixed with killing intent that filled the surrounding air.

"Gong, Childe..."

Jun didn't know how to tremble, and a relaxed and peaceful voice came out of his mouth.

As these words fell, Jun didn't know that the strength in his body seemed to be completely drained, and the whole person's eyes rolled, and his body was weak, so he was no longer able to hold on and fell down.

"Hiccup..."

The drunken madness burped, grabbed the wine gourd in his hand, and then stepped out, the ice blue around him gradually rose, and a faint amount of ice blue debris floated in the air, gradually converging, wanting to hold the two of them in the air.

"Humph!"

Seeing that he was ignoring him, the martial artists of the Sword Sect saw that he was ignoring him, his eyes were gloomy, and his mouth snorted coldly, and the martial artists of the martial realm of the Yunwu Sect around him moved in unison, rushing towards the drunken madness to surround and kill.

A martial artist in the middle of the martial arts phase is not enough for him to face it squarely.

For a while

In between, the power was mighty, the wind was surging, the sword power was like a huge net pressed down towards the drunken madness, and the gun halberd was like a little sky-shattering.

The drunken madness raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with ice blue, and he stared at the warrior in the middle of the martial arts phase with a sword, and the ice glass in the surrounding sky converged, and before it fell, it was completely covered by ice chips and turned into ice sculptures.

"Shattered!"

The drunken madman drank lightly, and the ice sculpture exploded in response, and the warrior was suddenly torn apart, turned into ice dust, and dispersed with the wind, without even a trace of screaming.

Killing one person so lightly made the warriors who came to besiege and kill terrified, but due to the power of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect and the powerhouses of the Liao Binding Martial King Realm, as well as the idea of a large number of people, no one retreated.

"Kill!"

Almost at the same time, the swords were vertical and horizontal, and two warriors with swords in hand killed in unison from the left and right sides, and the awe-inspiring killing intent almost froze the heavens and the earth, cutting the surrounding sky.

"Yunwu Sect?"

At this time, an indifferent voice exploded in the ears of the two of them, like a thunderclap coming out of thin air, followed by bursts of rolling flames, covering the sky.

The two of them subconsciously looked back, and suddenly their eyes shrank, only to see Mo Yiqian bathed in flames, stepping over, and in the red golden frenzy, a pair of hideous eyes were staring at them, revealing bloodthirsty murderous intentions.

"Roar!"

The flames roared, and almost instantly, they submerged the surrounding sky, and several martial arts masters of the Yunwu Sect in the martial realm turned directly into ashes under this flame, and only the screams that came from them echoed through the heavens and the earth.

"Retreat!"

The martial artists of the Yunwu Sect of the remnant martial realm were shocked when they saw this, and they couldn't care much more, and directly retreated back, thinking that they were more willing to accept punishment than death.

Who would have thought that Mo Yiqian, who was bathed in flames in front of him, would kill a martial artist in the martial arts realm as simple as chopping melons and vegetables, which was simply incredible.

"What kind of fate is this flame?"

"It's unbelievable, with the strength of the late stage of the martial arts, he has swept several people, in the heavenly domain, I'm afraid that only the geniuses of those five sects have this strength, right?"

"But how could such a person not be famous in the Heavenly Domain? Could it be that he is a disciple of a hidden old monster?"

There was a lot of discussion among the surrounding martial artists, and in the face of the terrifying strength of Mo Yiqian and the drunken madness, they really couldn't sit still, whispering to each other, but they couldn't come to any conclusions, as if they felt that they appeared out of thin air.

"Click..."

At this time, the drunken madness ignored it, stepped forward, and in the air under Jun Zhizhi and Mo Laike, an ice blue ice realm appeared out of thin air and caught the two.

"Many... Thanks a lot. ”

Mo Laike's trembling lips struggled to open and close, but he didn't expect everyone to meet like this.

"Needless to say, recuperate quickly. ”

The drunken madness didn't talk nonsense, took out two pills from the storage bag and put them into the mouths of the two of them, and then lifted the ice realm and returned with the two of them.

It's just that on the way, no warrior stepped forward to stop it, after all, the tragic scene of the killing just now is still vivid, and the rich bloody breath mixed with the smell of burnt meat, has not yet dispersed, and the drunken and crazy three people are stunned to leave.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a figure surrounded by heavy coercion, slowly walking towards the drunken madness, it was the sect leader of the Yunwu Sect, Zhong Huaqing, whose face was gloomy, and the bloody eyes of the brown bear behind him were full of terrifying bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes.

"None of you guys want to leave!"

Today, he had been slapped in the face too many times, and he must not be allowed to leave again, otherwise, the Yunwu Sect would become the laughing stock of the martial artists of the All Heaven Domain, and he would never be able to raise his head again.

The drunken man's eyes sank, and the wine gourd stopper in his hand trembled slightly, and he was about to pop out of it, but the next moment he was slightly stunned, and then all the power around him was dispersed.

Zhong Huaqing seemed to feel something, and subconsciously turned around.

I saw Jun Yi have a warm smile on his face, and his body was surrounded by holy white mang, and a large area of light mist behind him flowed, gradually converging into a white phantom, and in the white mang, the phantom face was faintly visible with endless majesty, like the Nine Heavens God looking down on all beings.

"You're threatening us?"