Di Yunxiao naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to take Xie Chuanfeng's sword with his physical body again, he had already planned to win with one blow, so he naturally took it by surprise.

Xie Chuanfeng, who was completely enraged, was indomitable with this knife, and he didn't have time to change the blade at all, Zong Zong saw the golden giant sword suddenly appearing in Emperor Yunxiao's hand, and he could only slash it diagonally.

Di Yunxiao toes, strides, his figure suddenly blurred, he raised his sword with both hands, his arms were raised violently, and a golden horse drill rose along the other party's head.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity is not worked!

"Thirty-six overlaps of "A Thousand Stacks"!"

Thorn! Bang!

In an instant, the sound of the sword being drawn, tearing the cloth and breaking the metal suddenly sounded.

Blood lines staggered and flew in mid-air, and it was only after the two of them finished shooting that a thick, deep sonic boom cloud rolled up nearby.

Emperor Yunxiao stood with his back to Xie Chuanfeng, carrying the Yuan Tu bloodthirsty sword in his right hand, and a drop of blood on the body of the 10,000-pound heavy sword sword flowed down the blade to the tip of the sword without a trace, dripping.

"What about the realm cultivation of having the pinnacle of Yuheng Zhenren, after all, it is not the qualification of an emperor, and those who do not have great perseverance are just spectators in reincarnation, and it is difficult to leave their mark. ”

Emperor Yunxiao turned around expressionlessly, and threw it casually, and the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword let out a dragon-like roar, and instantly fell from the air, sticking to the ground like cutting tofu.

The pins and needles could be heard all around, and there was a dead silence, and even those real giants and even the emperor were arrogant and impermanent, and their faces became extremely solemn and shocking.

The blood line slid down Xie Chuanfeng's eyebrows to the heart area.

This sword wound was not deep, but it seemed to have completely shattered the Dao heart of the Third True Transmission of this Holy Land, his eyes lost focus, and he still hadn't come back to his senses after more than a dozen breaths.

With a bang, the lancet, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, fell to the ground, and his face showed an unbelievable look of decadence,

He's defeated!

Xie Chuanfeng, a dignified monk who had cultivated immortals for 900 years, and Xie Chuanfeng, who refused to come down in the position of the third true inheritance of the Holy Land with a dead face, was actually defeated by the half-grown son he looked down on in his eyes!

"You, you trick me! Thou hast not taken me with a sword in the palm of your flesh, but with a sword, despicable!"

It seemed that it was awakened by the hundreds of sympathetic eyes around him, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he scolded directly, as if to cover up his defeat.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Xie Chuanfeng's eyes were red, he was actually stimulated by this unacceptable result, his head was hot, he sucked up the lancet on the ground, and leaned up to wipe it off Di Yunxiao's neck.

On the side of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, several real people looked at it with a tear: "Young master, be careful!"

Looking at the magnificent and terrifying sword, the corners of Di Yunxiao's mouth instead evoked a playful and contemptuous smile, is it really a sword that he has just exerted a million catties of strength!

The blade of the thin knife in Xie Chuanfeng's hand cracked inch by inch at the moment when it was about to touch Di Yunxiao's neck!

This knife was cut out, and in the end, what remained in Xie Chuanfeng's hand was only a one-foot-long hilt.

The magic weapon of double cultivation was shattered, Xie Chuanfeng could no longer suppress the injury, his eyes bulged out, he spat out a large mouthful of red blood with a puff, and fell down with his head up.

"How dare you hurt the third true inheritance of my holy land, how can this be reasonable!"

Among the crowd, there was a real person who had a close relationship with Xie Chuanfeng, and when he saw such a scene, he actually flew out, wanting to give Di Yunxiao a dismount.

It's a pity that he had just taken a step when Ao Wuchang directly slapped him in the face, slapping him more than ten feet away, slamming him into the wall, and falling to the ground weakly, sliding out a trail of blood.

"Idiot, isn't it shameful enough, today's face of the Heavenly Holy Land was pressed to the ground by Xie Chuanfeng and your pig and trampled on him, and he was imprisoned and brought down to the main hall. ”

The arrogant eyes of the Western Pole Emperor were full of murderous intent, and the two old men behind him who were really humane slapped the man's dantian, and the two slaps slapped and fanned, knocking the other party aside.

Whew!

Arrogant and impermanent, his heart was extremely annoyed, even if Xie Chuanfeng was defeated, he was just ugly on his face.

But just now, this guy has no face and no skin, and people left him alive, and he even broke out, which really pulled the senses of most of the monks around him to the minimum.

Compared with the victory or defeat of just one person, the face of the Holy Land is much more important, and after today's fact, Xie Chuanfeng, the third true legend of the head-on battle and sneak attack, I am afraid that he will become the laughing stock of the heavens and all races.

Looking at Xie Chuanfeng, who was paralyzed to the ground like cartilage, Emperor Yunxiao waved his hand, and the Yuan Tu sword that was erected on the ground flew back into his hand, and the cold reflected by the smooth sword blade made Xie Chuanfeng's heart sink to the bottom.

"Are there many despicable and shameless people like you in the Holy Land, I really don't know if those giants in the Holy Land are blind, you can rank third in the True Inheritance, and those who rank after you..."

Emperor Yunxiao's face sneered, the six-foot-long giant sword in his hand was raised, and the sword shadow reflected through the candle flame was like a mountain, suppressing Xie Chuanfeng's heart.

"No, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Seeing the indifference and solemnity on Di Yunxiao's face, Xie Chuanfeng struggled frantically, his natal magic weapon shattered, he was hit hard, and his body was implicated and unable to move.

"Tut-tut, look at your dog-like, this king's sword doesn't cut the guts of the dogs, and killing you now is simply staining the king's Yuan Tu sword, dirty hands!"

Di Yunxiao did not hide the disgust on his face at all, for him, once the monk even lost his own arrogance, what was the difference between it and the rats underground, killing him was simply staining his hands.

Being ridiculed by Emperor Yunxiao like this, Xie Chuanfeng's face was blue and white, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Today, he wanted to use Emperor Yunxiao to establish his authority, but he never wanted to capsize the boat in the gutter, and under the multi-fold traction of the Vientiane Labyrinth, he was defeated after only exerting two percent of his strength.

"Arrogant, you owe me an explanation today. The emperor should not be humiliated, what this guy has done today, this king will truthfully report to the Supreme Sect. ”

The loud words resounded in all directions, and the monks in the labyrinth were dead silent.

If many immortal cultivation giants were still joking before, at this moment, nine out of ten of the monks present showed a touch of awe.

That's right, it's awe!

In the world of cultivating immortals, the existence that is named as the emperor will eventually become a true dragon soaring in the nine heavens in the future, dominating the heavens and becoming a hero.

The reason why many of their real giants didn't take Di Yunxiao to heart was because he was too young, and in the eyes of these old monsters for thirty or forty years, it was just a time of retreat.

No one would have thought that such a young boy would be able to keep up with those veteran emperors.

Ao Wuchang took a deep look at Emperor Yunxiao, and finally made a gesture and ordered his disciples to drag Xie Chuanfeng down like a dead dog.

(End of chapter)