The wind was bleak, and a killing intent sounded because of a young man's voice, and everyone's eyes moved away, and the young man's cold cheeks showed a shocking hideous color.

Ling Zitong looked at the familiar back in front of her, and the corners of her eyes instantly moistened.

Every danger, it seems, this teenager can always appear in time!

"Cheng Wushuang is back!"

At this moment, everyone in the royal family of the Chiyan Dynasty was pleasantly surprised, and they didn't expect that at this critical moment, Cheng Wushuang would actually return to the Chiyan Dynasty.

From the thunder and lightning sword qi just now, they understood that Cheng Wushuang's cultivation had reached an admirable realm!

Cheng Wushuang's gaze stayed on Cheng Xiaotian's body.

Seeing Cheng Xiaotian standing up with difficulty, his face was as pale as snow, and a huge wound was cut on his chest, a sword qi remained in that wound, and the blood continued to stay outward, and the clothes that were comparable to the holy rank armor were all cut open by this sword qi!

"Dad, I'm too late, I've hurt you!"

The corners of Cheng Wushuang's eyes were moist.

Those ten fingers stretched out and brought together, and the powerful force made the clenched fists crackle!

He immediately took a deep breath and took out an Ice Flame Snow Lotus in one hand!

Snow Lotus is out!

Immediately shocked everyone!

"Ancient Elixir!"

The royal family of the White Pavilion Dynasty had a shocked face, and they couldn't imagine that this young man who suddenly appeared would have such an elixir.

The sword-wielding young man's gaze also changed slightly, and he immediately sneered, and said sarcastically: "Beat the old one, come the young one!" You are Cheng Wushuang, I didn't expect you to dare to come out of the Yaoguang Sacred Palace. ”

"Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the Nine Great Dynasties, the Dark Sacred Palace, and the major sects? It just so happens that you were bumped into by me, and today I will kill you and carry your head to the people of the Dark Sacred Palace to receive a reward. ”

The sword-wielding boy laughed wildly, slashed with his sword, the murderous aura boiled, and the rolling sword wind swept in from all directions.

"Be careful!"

Everyone exclaimed, and even Cheng Xiaotian shouted loudly, reminding Cheng Wushuang, a sword-wielding boy, that his sword skills were extraordinary and powerful, and if he didn't deal with it carefully, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated.

How do you know that Cheng Wushuang doesn't care about it at all!

I didn't bother to look at the sword-wielding boy's sword skills.

Cheng Wushuang's left hand sacrificed the Creation Divine Flame, and in an instant, he turned the holy medicine into a spiritual liquid and poured it into Cheng Xiaotian's body, and at this moment, the sword of the sword-wielding young man had already come from in front of Cheng Wushuang.

The sword wind set off by this sword caused the ground to fester!

Everyone thinks that this sword is terrifying to the world!

The scarlet light of the sword flashed as if all the killing momentum was gathered on this sword!

Even Ling Zitong just clenched his fists, his heart tightened, and his pupils suddenly shrank, Cheng Wushuang, can he avoid this sword?

The people of the White Pavilion Dynasty were all happy, if this prince of theirs could kill Cheng Wushuang, then they could reach the appreciation of the Dark Sacred Palace, and when the time came, the White Pavilion Dynasty might be given a few places for registered disciples.

However, everyone saw that Cheng Wushuang did not draw his sword!

He only stretched out his right hand and slapped it out with one palm, and in the palm of his hand, there was a golden seal.

"What is he doing here?"

Gu Weiwei was already standing beside Ling Zitong at this moment, and the two girls were supporting the seriously injured Cheng Xiaotian together, looking at this scene with worried eyes.

"This Cheng Wushuang won't want to take this sword with his bare hands!"

Those big figures of the White Pavilion Dynasty sneered, and their faces sneered.

The sword-wielding boy is the eldest prince of their White Pavilion Dynasty, Chi Feng!

Outstanding swordsmanship, amazing cultivation qualifications, young age, only less than seventeen years old, he has already reached the Second Tribulation Immortal Feather Realm, he is the key cultivation object of the Yaoguang Sacred Palace, and the person who is most likely to be selected for the Saint King Star Tianjiao Conference next month!

And Cheng Wushuang, even if he survived the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, he was only the strength of the First Tribulation Immortal Feather Realm, and he could never be the opponent of the Second Tribulation Immortal Feather Realm!

However, Chiffon's sword was frozen in the void with a crisp sound.

All the momentum and killing intent on that sword were instantly dissolved.

The eyes of everyone were also extremely huge at this moment, as if they were about to fall from their eyeballs!

Because they saw a terrible power!

Sermon!

The human race of the Dao body rank has the power of Taoism!

With this power, it is almost easy to kill enemies by leaping over levels!

The Chiffon's sword was fixed by a Daowen, and he couldn't even move an inch.

At this time, Cheng Wushuang's eyes were cold, and a cruel luster rose in that cold look.

"How is it possible, my sword skills were actually broken by him!"

Qi Feng's face changed in shock, and he found that the sword qi in his hand was no longer under his control, and he sensed that Cheng Wushuang's body exuded a strong dangerous aura, like a desolate ancient demon beast, vicious and bloody.

Zheng!

A clear, piercing sound came from the sword.

As soon as Cheng Wu clenched his palms into fists, the sword weapon instantly shattered into slag!

At the same time, a terrifying wave of Daowen power exploded from Chi Feng's body!

Rumble!

In that space, it suddenly distorted, and everyone only felt a terrifying coercive force disturbing the heavens and the earth, and the ground shook like crazy at this moment.

Wow!

The earth cracked!

Because of the power of a Taoist explosion, Chifeng shook the road hundreds of feet away, and fell heavily into a palace building.

"This is the power of Daowen detonation, even if the Terran Dao Body is perfect, it is difficult to control the ability of Daowen detonation!"

Countless big figures of the White Pavilion Dynasty saw Cheng Wushuang's moves at a glance, and their faces turned pale, they couldn't imagine that Cheng Wushuang had actually stepped into the Dao body rank, and he was still so far-reaching in the attainments of Dao writing.

This son is a real strong enemy!

"Today I said, you all have to die!

Cheng Wushuang smiled fiercely, and that smile made everyone's hearts chill.

"First of all, let's start with your Baige Dynasty's miscellaneous fish that injured my father with a sword!"

In Cheng Wushuang's eyes, a fierce light suddenly appeared, and his figure moved immediately.

It was a violent wind, and the strength of this wind caused the ground under Cheng Wushuang's feet to completely break through a large deep pit and roll up a wave of dust hundreds of feet high.

Rumble!

Punch out!

As soon as Chiffon got up from the desolate ancient building, he sensed a terrifying fist intent attacking.

Cheng Wushuang's fist intent was accompanied by a fierce sword intent, and his fist was also his sword!

Touch!

This punch hit Chifeng's chest hard, causing the bones of the entire chest to be broken and shattered, and his whole person didn't have the ability to parry at all!

Cheng Wushuang said fiercely: "This punch is because you hurt my father!"

At this time, the chiston figure was directly knocked away by the force of the fist, and the whole person's heart and intestines rolled up, and a mouthful of blood instantly turned into a blood mist and spit out.

Cheng Wushuang, just this punch has already seriously injured him! How powerful is this son?

And at this moment, Cheng Wushuang's figure had already come to his back, and he suddenly punched again!

"This punch is because you want to insult my apprentice!"

Cheng Wushuang smashed his fist on Chifeng's vest!

The violent fist force, like the electric current emitted by an electric eel, spread to every bone and muscle in his body, causing his painful nerves to expand a hundred times at this moment, and all over his body, the bones were shattering, and the muscles were cracking!

Even the soul was injured by this punch, and there was a trace of rupture in the sea.

It was like a pain that was more terrifying than death, so that Chiffon couldn't say a word for a long time, and he couldn't even scream miserably.

At this moment, Cheng Wushuang became a real devil in his heart, a boundless nightmare!