With this scream, a figure, carrying a gust of wind, swept in.

It was the Great Witch Heavenly Saint who came.

The Great Wu Heavenly Saint was still dozens of meters away from Beichen Lei, and he saw that the Wushan Hall Lord was in danger, and threw an object in the air with his right hand, but it was a two-meter-long scepter.

The whole body of this scepter is like a blue metal cast, and on the surface of the scepter, there is a blue metal dragon, majestic and hideous, breaking through the air, and instantly falling on the top of Beichen Lei's head.

This scepter contains the power of the Great Witch Heavenly Sage, which is not trivial, even if it is Beichen Lei, he has to deal with it seriously.

Seeing the hope, the Wushan Hall Lord burst out with the strongest strength in his body, wanting to break free from the shackles of thunder energy.

Beichen Lei sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't kill the Wushan Hall Master, the thunder of the "Great Sun Heavenly Thunder Palm" went up, holding the scepter that shot over, and shook it head-on with the power of the Great Wu Heavenly Sage.

The Wushan Hall Lord had just retreated and retreated from Lei Jin, and he hadn't recovered his breath yet, and he didn't want to be silently hit by a big ding from behind.

Mo Xuan had just caught up and kicked an elder in the air, seeing the Wushan Hall Lord escaping from the thunder power, taking advantage of the moment when he had not yet recovered his breath, the Jiufang Muding hit it with all his might.

"Damn!" The Wushan Hall Lord scolded in his heart, extremely angry, he didn't know Mo Xuan, and until now he didn't recognize Mo Xuan as the murderer who killed his nephew, in his mind, Mo Xuan entered the Netherworld, there was death or life, it was impossible to imagine that he could escape from the Netherworld City and come to take revenge.

barely lifted his breath, squeezed out the last trace of strength in his body, and barely blocked the Jiufang Muding that collided with him.

Jiufang Muding is full impact, the master of Wushan Hall is the old force, the new force is not born, this collision immediately suffered a big loss, muffled in the mouth oozing blood, has suffered internal injuries.

As soon as he blocked the attack of the Nine Directions Mother Ding, Mo Xuan had already appeared in front of him, and the axe in his right hand flashed coldly, and it arrived in front of him.

This time it was as fast as a ghost, and the Wushan Hall Lord blocked the Jiufang Mother Ding, and he had already exhausted his strength, and he didn't have time to make any moves.

"Even ......" The Wushan Hall Lord was about to say something, and the axe cut into his waist and abdomen, and with a stream of blood, it swept sideways.

The body of the Wushan Hall Lord split from his waist and turned into two halves.

He was cut off alive by Mo Xuan's axe.

"No" The hall master of Wushan couldn't help but let out a terrible roar, although he was beheaded in half, he did not die immediately, his body fell down, his eyes were round and he screamed: "Who are you?"

"Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan responded, the axe in his right hand did not stop, and as soon as he slashed him by the waist, he volleyed an axe into the head of the Wushan Hall Lord.

The axe sank deep into his eyebrows, and on the face of the Wushan Hall Lord, blood flowed, and two words came out of his mouth.

"Ink ...... Xuan ......"

He finally knew who the murderer in front of him was.

Mo Xuan, the Mo Xuan who killed his nephew, the Mo Xuan who entered the Netherworld.

I caught Mo Xuan's friend and humiliated and tortured him to the fullest, and the other party ...... This is revenge......

A trace of despair and sadness froze on the face of the Wushan Hall Master, and after that, he didn't know anything.

The Lord of Wushan Palace, death.

The Great Wu Tiansheng who arrived was a tall old man with gray hair and wrinkled face, although his back was already hunched, and although his body was full of terrifying power, he still couldn't hide his aging.

He saw everything that Mo Xuan had killed the Lord of Wushan Palace, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he couldn't save him.

He had already lived to be three hundred years old, and the maximum lifespan of a third-order martial marquis was four hundred years, and according to the theory, if nothing else, he could live another hundred years.

But youth is not there after all, he can feel that he is aging physically and mentally.

Over the years, he has long since stopped asking about the world, and has devoted himself to cultivation, just wanting to take the last step of the third-order martial marquis and break through to the fourth-order martial marquis realm.

With this step, he has an extra hundred years of life, and the fourth-order martial marquis has five hundred years of life, so his three hundred years old is only equivalent to a middle-aged person.

After all these years, he was rarely angry, but today, he felt an irrepressible anger.

Killing the hall master of the Wushan Temple in front of his Great Wu Tiansheng is a naked provocation.

This is a challenge to their entire "Wushan Temple" and to the absolute authority of his Great Wu Heavenly Sage.

"Imps"

The Great Witch Heavenly Saint let out a terrible sound, and the white hair on his head was spread out one by one.

With a "boom", he landed, grabbed the blue scepter, and slammed the staff, which actually shook the thunder of Beichen Thunder.

Beichen Lei's blood surged, and he was shocked back a few steps, and his face changed.

Ten years ago, they were all "third-order martial marquis" Great Perfection, and their strength was equal.

In the past ten years, Beichen Lei has been tortured, locked up by the torture device, and his cultivation has not advanced but retreated.

And although the Great Witch Heavenly Saint had not been able to break through the last step of the third order in the past ten years, his cultivation had become more and more profound.

The two sides cultivated as soon as they advanced and retreated, and the gap was widened, and now Beichen Lei was already difficult to defeat the Great Wu Heavenly Sage.

Shaking back the Beichen Thunder, the Great Wutian Holy Body was like a ghost, and he turned obliquely, and the blue scepter in his hand was raised high, and he smashed it head-on at Mo Xuan.

"Be careful!" Beichen Lei was worried that Mo Xuan would not be able to resist it, so his right palm pierced out, and the thunder swept through the sun, and he cracked in.

Mo Xuan took a step back, and with a move of his left hand, the Nine Directions Mother Ding changed as much as a round table, blocking the blue scepter.

The scepter in the hand of the Great Witch Heavenly Sage hit the Nine Directions Mother Ding.

With a "whew", Jiufang Muding couldn't stand it and flew out backwards.

The Great Wu Heavenly Sage also wanted to rush to attack Mo Xuan, but the "Great Sun Heavenly Thunder Palm" of Beichen Lei behind him was like thunder, roaring, forcing him to turn around and deal with Beichen Lei.

Beichen Lei's mouth kept shouting, a palm was as fast as a palm, like a thunderbolt, the "Great Sun Heavenly Thunder Palm" was used by him to the extreme, his body entered the state of blue battle body, the skin of his whole body was transformed into a blue metal appearance, and on the surface of his body, Lei Jin made a "split" explosion.

Beichen Lei was desperate, the Great Wu Tiansheng felt the pressure, and bèi pò tried his best to deal with it, he was the same as Beichen Lei, he was a third-order consummate martial marquis, and they both showed blue battle bodies, like two blue metal casting humanoid machines, and every time they collided, they all made a crisp sound of gold and iron impact.

Mo Xuan took the opportunity to hunt down and kill the other elders and disciples around him with all his might.

The Great Wu Heavenly Saint was entangled by the Beichen Thunder, the Wushan Hall Master was killed, and the others were vulnerable in the face of Mo Rate.

was killed by Mo Xuan all the way in, and then came back, and the Jiufang Mother Ding was stained with blood, constantly dripping.

The Great Wu Heavenly Sage saw it in his eyes, roaring incessantly, a face, faintly flooded with a layer of lán guāng, the power of his attack became stronger and stronger, and every attack of the scepter in his hand carried the sound of wind and thunder, completely suppressing Beichen Thunder.

Beichen Lei fought back desperately, and although he was defeated and retreated, he still dragged the Great Wu Tiansheng to death.

He watched Mo Xuan laugh wildly every time he killed a person from the Wushan Temple, and he felt extremely happy.

"Damn" the Great Witch Heavenly Saint roared angrily, and suddenly with the scepter in both hands, he slammed into the air with a heavy volley.

In an instant, countless scepter phantoms appeared in the air, and the ground resounded with the sound of "porphyria", and one after another holes were densely displayed, all of which were made out by the power of the scepter.

Beichen Thunder snorted, and the thunder that was hit was torn open a gap, and finally couldn't resist it.

Almost at the same moment, the Jiufang Mother Ding changed hugely like a house, and it was pressed down in the air.