Under the thunderous slashing of Ziyan, the defensive momentum of the rock-solid "Hengjiang Broken Stream" finally showed a crack, and ordinary people might still not be able to attack it.

However, the edge of the "Broken Gold" shook for a while, strangely penetrating the cracks of the boulder, and a beam of dazzling golden mangs expanded in front of the eyes of the old man in the yellow robe, and his hair stood on end in shock.

The old man in the yellow robe couldn't help but let out a furious shout, and the big sword in his hand swept out in response, trying to swing away this strange and terrifying golden ray.

This powerful waist swept wildly, and the white hair flew all over it, ignoring the golden edge that rushed to the chest, and when you pierced my chest, my great sword would also cut off your body mercilessly.

The old man in the yellow robe has no more time to make a choice at the moment, and the only thing he can do at this moment is to exchange injuries for injuries and fight for his life. Because the opportunity and initiative at this moment are completely in the hands of the other party, they throw this instantaneous choice to the other party.

Ziyan was victorious at this time, so naturally she would not choose this so-called stupid result of fighting for her life and losing both. With a twist and a swing, the delicate body instantly drifted away from an incredible dead end, and at the same time, he also lost the opportunity to kill the opponent with a sword.

The old man in the yellow robe slashed at the waist, so that the crisis was suddenly resolved, and the fierce domineering spirit steam out again, and the Jedi counterattacked, and the two-handed big sword flashed out of chaotic yellow light, as if tearing the clouds and suddenly revealing it;

Zi Yan avoided the other party's waist and slashed, and suddenly saw a chaotic yellow light shining in front of her, and suddenly felt that the space where she was instantly tensed, and then collapsed, and the mountains were stacked on top of each other, as if forming a cage of heaven and earth, imprisoning herself in it.

At the same time, a vast and domineering yellow sword slashed towards Ziyan's place like a landslide.

There is absolutely no way to avoid it, and the "broken gold" in Ziyan's hand emitted a trembling roar, as if warning the coming crisis.

Jin Feng Split!

Ziyan's heart moved, and her whole body suddenly overflowed with golden light, and the human sword instantly became one, as if she saw her whole body condensed into an endless peerless sword, and the brilliant golden light was even more intense.

Sonorous!

One gold and one yellow, the two sword qi blades inevitably collided violently, and the air exploded under the terrible impact force, forming a circle of gorgeous ripples visible to the naked eye, expanding in all directions. The storm is so large that people will definitely be torn apart by it.

Bang dang!

There was a sound of metal breaking and falling to the ground in the concussive air, and the yellow-robed old man suddenly felt a light in his hand, glanced at it, and was shocked to find that only half of the big sword in his hand was left. This great sword came from the hand of a nine-rank weapon king, and was forged from pure gold and dense iron, and it was extremely tough, infinitely close to the sword weapon of the first rank of the emperor. But in a collision of Shicai, he was suddenly cut off by Qi Qi, not shocked, and the fracture was smooth and smooth, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible.

The old man in the yellow robe was slightly startled at this moment, and the empty door of his whole body was suddenly opened, like an unguarded city gate. When he was startled, a little golden streamer filled his entire eye.

However, the old man in the yellow robe had a very rich sense of battle, although he was shocked, he was not in a hurry, he suddenly flew sideways and kicked Ziyan's abdomen with the power of the mountain collapse, and the power of this kick was a thousand catties, and the entire space seemed to be affected.

Because the distance between the two sides was too close, this kick came too suddenly, it could be described as unexpected, Ziyan didn't dare to dodge, his sword had not yet touched the opponent's body, and his chest and abdomen were kicked by a thousand catties, and the whole body burst open.

"Okay! Kill her, and be ashamed of the ancestor!" The crowd of the Peng family in Taipei exclaimed excitedly, and shouted excitedly. Before, an ancestor was lost, everyone was sad and indignant, and their emotions fell to the bottom, everyone's face was so gloomy that they were about to drip water, looking at this scene on the high platform, the Peng family was as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and swept away the previous frustration and sadness. Kill, kill......

This battle can be described as a wave of three ups and downs, which makes people see the ebb and flow of the tide, thrilling. The woman who is always in danger can always flip the reversal at the last moment, seize the opportunity and counterattack the opponent. However, in the end, it was still inevitable.

The head of the Chu family and Feng Taiyue on the seat were also frightened by this sudden scene, and they all thought that Ziyan was so shocked that they stood up violently......

Seeing that Lu Suifeng was still sitting quietly, his face was full of ancient wells, and there was no trace of emotional changes in his expression, the two heads of the family knew that the woman who was kicked in the body was his most beloved unmarried daughter-in-law, and it should be more nervous than anyone else at this time, but it looked indifferent and completely indifferent, which was incredible.

When everyone in the hall thought that this woman was fragrant and jade, but the eyes of the old man in the yellow robe showed a look of shock, although he saw the other party's figure burst open by his own kick, but he clearly knew that his kick was not in the ground, as if he was stepping into the air. What's even more terrifying is that the other party's figure is completely out of his sight and perception.

As everyone knows, everyone underestimated the young woman in front of them too much, so when the person on the high platform flashed a dazzling golden light again, he saw the sword in her hand, which seemed to tell an impossible fact.

That is, when the old man in the yellow robe withdrew the leg he kicked out, he suddenly found that his leg was one section shorter. Then he saw a puddle of blood burst out, and then a heart-rending scream erupted from his mouth, and the whole person fell out in response, but left a part of his body and half a leg!

For a high-level Venerable of the Qiankun Realm who is missing a leg, it can be said that life is worse than death. If the time is changed, Ziyan may stop and let the other party go. But at this moment, the "broken gold" held high in his hand did not hesitate to cut it down.

The brilliant golden brilliance drew a brilliant arc in the air, flashing from the body of the yellow-robed old man, like a shocking glimpse.

The whole hall suddenly became silent, and the needle drop could be heard, but I saw the yellow-robed old man sitting on the ground with his mouth eerily wide open, his eyes protruding outward, full of endless horror.

Poof!

A red thread stretched from the middle of his head to the bottom of his abdomen, and then slowly peeled off, and then a red light suddenly burst out, and the whole body was shocked to split into two halves from the middle, and the left and right sides collapsed, and a pile of yellow and white things slid all over the ground one after another, outlining an endless bloody picture, which was unbearable to see.

Stepping on the high platform of this life and death challenge is equivalent to stepping on a bloody road of no return, and you must have the consciousness of death. Once you dare to come on the field, all mercy, kindness, and sympathy are all jokes, and they are sharp killing weapons that are enough to kill.

Before the cheers of the people of the Peng family landed, there was a shocking reversal on the high platform, and everyone seemed to fall from the clouds to the deep valley.

The filth of the corpses on the high platform was quickly cleaned up, and the last one, no matter how exciting, bloody, and tragic the slaughter looked, it was like a cloud of smoke, and the life and death challenge still had to continue.

"The third and fifth are all gone first! The living should do something for him!" One of the white-haired old men quickly put away his pathos, his eyes flashing, and his murderous aura was full of murder.

People sometimes have really bad memories and are very forgetful. For example, when I went to pay tribute to a deceased relative and friend, my heart was filled with endless emotion, and it seemed to be enlightened in an instant. What to fight for? What to rob? People die like lights out, no matter how brilliant and outstanding, a cup of loess covers the wind and flow. But as soon as I went out and turned around, I still fought for what I should fight, and if there was revenge, I would take revenge, and everything was as usual.

In the fanatical anticipation of tens of thousands of spectators, fans and admirers from all sides screamed and cheered, and some even fought in the audience, the scene was extremely hot, and the stage was full of strong gunpowder smell.

When the referee announced the start of the next game, another woman appeared on the high platform, but this time she walked out of the seat of the Peng family, the only difference was that this woman was an old lady, at least she looked like she was full of white hair like snow, and she was at least eighty years old.

On the high platform, under the scorching sun, the clouds are like a thousand-year-old ice, and under the blazing sun, the whole body is still as cold as the flying snow of winter.

Ten meters away, stood quietly a thin old lady with sideburns like snow, her eyes cloudy, as if she was about to die. But no one will ignore this, because those who can stand on the high platform are here to kill.

In Yun Wuya's eyes, this rotten wood-like body could burst out at any time with an incomparably astonishing aura, and that cloudy gaze seemed to contain a sharp sword that would be unsheathed at any time, and the movement would break through the sky.

The two confronted each other quietly, Yun Wuya's "Dugu Sword Technique" had no moves and no style, the last to come first, to do whatever he wanted, and generally would not attack first. He just stood very casually, except for the cold spots, there was no strong momentum and awe-inspiring murderous aura, and it seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, as if the opponent could kill him with a sword casually.

The thin old lady had a murderous intent hidden in her eyes, but she didn't dare to attack rashly. The other party seems to be full of flaws, which is actually equal to anything without flaws, and every seemingly flaw may be the grave of the attacker.

Suddenly a wind blew on the high platform, and the figure of the thin old lady suddenly moved slightly, and instantly appeared in front of Yun Wuya, and no one saw her movement, like an illusory ghost.

One meter away, a cold glow suddenly flashed in the sunlight, and a trace of cold murderous aura ghostly wrapped around Yun Wuya's throat. It's so fast! It's so fast and silent, it's so weird that it's impossible to guard against, and I'm afraid that I'm afraid I'll become a corpse at this moment. There is simply no time to dodge and react.