"When the snow of June drifts into your heart, it is the light of my scorching winter sun, illuminating your dark future!"

—————————— lost compass, shining darkness

"Dragon Gate - Double Dragon Yin!!"

"Dragon Gate - Sky Canopy !!"

When the white tiger rushed out of the last barrier, ten thousand sword shadows flew out, and in the sky-piercing sword blades, there were still two shining dragon eyes.

At the same time, in the sky above the entire palace, a cyan magic circle that covered the sky and the sun soared out, not only obscuring the sky, but also enveloping the terrifying energy blast inside.

At this moment, in the entire palace, not only a dragon roar sounded, but tens of thousands of sword shadows in the sky were densely intertwined behind Wang Xiaochu, and a pair of overwhelming blades and giant wings intersected on the two divine dragons, and even the sky and the earth trembled.

The canopy not only covered the heavenly dome, but also covered the entire palace, and hundreds of arc magic circles were densely spread around the white tiger, each with indestructible power, resisting the incomparable attack of the Seven Destruction Breakers.

At this time, Wang Chuhong had been dominated by a powerful force, and all his attacks had completely lost his mind, and his fists full of true qi continued to bombard the canopy that shrouded him. Every time the fist roared, it was a shattering cyan magic circle, with a fierce wind blade and a heaven-shattering tiger roar, and the white light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and it had reached a shining light that was impossible to look at.

"Boom !!"

When the last canopy was shattered by the most powerful attack in the world, a white light had already rushed out of the air, followed by a huge white tiger, the tiger's body shook, and every step it took brought up a huge aura, shattering all the surrounding objects.

After Wang Chuhong rushed out of the sky, his speed did not decrease, but the trend of rushing forward accelerated, and he flew straight towards the Dragon Tower of Nazhen.

If he breaks through the Zhenlong Tower with his fierce attack, the countless demons suppressed inside will be released, and then the world will be ruined!" Wang Su couldn't calm down anymore, but his speed was far from catching up with Wang Chuhong, so he could only shout angrily to Wang Xiaochu.

Scold!!!

The cold light was sharp, and what stood in front of Wang Chuhong was a pair of overwhelming cold blade wings, flying red robes, a pair of soaring double dragons, and an expressionless cold gaze.

"It seems that it is not a myth that the White Tiger Sect's Seven Deaths can infinitely amplify people's wildness. In that case, let me help you collect this monstrous barbaric act!"

The cold light in his hand returned, and a wisp of cold aura surrounded a red blade and came out of his body.

With a stroke of the sword, what was brought up was a burst of sword light that broke the sky and slashed the earth, and at the same time, the double dragon behind him groaned, and the heavenly thunder flying in the air was like two wild snakes, howling and swept towards Wang Chuhong.

In just this moment of lightning, the red blade in Wang Xiaochu's hand had already intersected with Wang Chuhong's tiger fist hundreds of times, and each confrontation brought a series of sharp ripples in the air. Swords and fists are not divided between upper and lower, let alone strong or weak, because each of these two is full of destruction.

At the same time, the shattered canopy was also repairing at extreme speed, and this time, the original cyan circle had turned a deep purple.

The Xuanwu canopy, which is mixed with righteous qi and thunder, can be described as an absolute defense, even if you have thousands of troops, don't want to shake it even a bit.

But if even such a defense can't stop Wang Chuhong's Seven Deaths, then it can only rely on Wang Xiaochu's Double Dragon Yin, whether he can suppress his eruption of wildness.

Perhaps Wang Su still underestimated the power of Wang Chuhong's Seven Shatters, not only the Seven Shatters, but Wang Xiaochu's Double Dragon Yin was not inferior to the roaring white tiger in terms of strength and speed. The twin dragons were flying, the white tigers were roaring, such a powerful shock, and every time they connected, the insignificant cracks on the canopy accelerated the speed of shattering.

"Wang Xiaochu, it seems that the two of us are going to be planted in the hands of this old thing today!"

The green robe had been reduced to pieces in the violent energy storm, Wang Su's body at the moment had been wrapped in a thick layer of scale armor, and the light and shadow of the dragon turtle behind him had begun to dim slightly. Although he couldn't see his face, Wang Xiaochu could still feel how boiling the blood was that was about to spurt out of his throat.

"Don't say it too early! No matter how strong he is Wang Chuhong's seven deaths, my Zhan Lu sword is not a rake to tickle him, the real win or loss, fight here!!"

Before the words fell, Wang Xiaochu's lips were not closed, and the two colors of light in his pupils suddenly soared, and two pillars of sky-high light burst out into the air, penetrating Wang Chuhong's tiger-changing body.

At the same time, the Zhan Lu sword in his hand was also trembling violently, and the incomparably powerful power was frantically instilled into this peerless divine weapon, and the entire sword body was making a loud sound.

A huge impact erupted from Wang Xiaochu's body, shaking Wang Chuhong, who was crossing his arms in front of him, far back, his long red hair fluttering wildly in the majestic and surging storm, and his gorgeous red robe was also shattered by the fierce sword light.

"Wang Xiaochu! I'll let you know today! I, Wang Chuhong, am the number one in the palace! You don't want to live today!"

The body of the tiger transformation can no longer be seen to be a human body, and Wang Chuhong is completely immersed in the powerful power in his body at this moment. When the last word of his words fell, an even more powerful and powerful energy erupted one after another.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, a pair of dragon eyes and a pair of tiger pupils looked straight at each other, almost at the same time, a deafening roar sounded in mid-air, the dragon and the tiger had already rushed towards each other with a roar, and the rocks and mountains cracked everywhere they passed, and even the space was torn apart one by one.

The dragon and tiger were all shattered in the void, leaving only fist shadows and countless sword lights.

Offense is the best defense.

To deal with the strongest attack, you must crush it with a stronger attack!

"Chirp~~~"

Nine Blazing Birds circled the air, scorching the billowing dark clouds in the air, each covered in an incomparably gorgeous red red feather, both in its flying posture and brilliant flames, leaving an extremely elegant impression.

It was said that it was a flying bird, but it was better to say that it was nine flaming vermilion birds, and when the Bull Demon King recognized the red-robed old man who was flying in the air, fear appeared in his eyes for the first time.

"Look at that old man!

"Isn't that Elder Wang Kunmiao, the sect elder of the Vermilion Bird Sect!"

"Great! Elder Suzaku has come to our rescue!"

When the remaining hundreds of people in the prison square raised their heads to look at the red-robed old man in the sky, a flame of hope suddenly burned in the crowd.

"Wang Kunmiao, it's really you......" However, when the name Wang Kunmiao came into the ears of the Bull Demon King, an incomparable resentment arose in the bottom of his heart, and even every word he said carried an extremely cold chill.

Nine blazing birds slowly descended, and the old man in the red robe slowly walked out of the crowd, and everyone in the place where he passed bent down to salute, even if he was a member of the Vermilion Bird Sect, but these minions of the Blue Dragon Sect still had to abide by the most basic etiquette, after all, he was an elder.

Among the four major sects of the royal palace, the strength of the most unpredictable sect.

"Twenty years later, your grievances are still so heavy. The red eyebrows fluttered in the wind, Wang Kunmiao stepped forward slowly, and said to the Bull Demon King quietly.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort of contempt, the Bull Demon King raised his eyebrows and frowned, "You are also embarrassed to mention the incident of twenty years ago, you dare to swear to your conscience, you won me back then, is there really no victory?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Xie Qiao, but also the hundreds of people from the surrounding Wang clan were even more stunned.

What does it mean to be victorious without martial arts? Could it be that Wang Kunmiao, as an elder of a faction, still uses those crooked and evil ways?

"Soldiers are not tired of cheating, don't you understand this truth?" After listening to the words of the Bull Demon King, Wang Kunmiao not only did not have the slightest anger, but said with a smile, as if he was more reasonable.

"Brother Niu, what happened?" Xie Qiao stepped forward and asked, "Is this old guy very sinister?"

As soon as he recalled the events of the year, the Bull Demon King's face suddenly became ugly, and he still turned his back to Xie Qiao, and said fiercely: "There are some things you still don't understand, in short, this old guy can't be described as insidious anymore!"

"You're right," Wang Kunmiao clapped his hands and laughed, "Insidious is no longer enough to describe me, the title I want is the Smiling Tiger!"

Before the words fell, the cold light flashed, and Wang Kunmiao's blow of the Hidden Sword had already come to the front of the Bull Demon King, and the speed was so fast that he didn't even react.

"Array, column, in!front!" The last five words of the mantra moved, and the Bull Demon King's arms suddenly swelled, and he directly met the blow full of scorching true qi from Wang Kunmiao's stab.

A dull bombardment sound came, and the body of the Bull Demon King had retreated a few meters back, but Wang Kunmiao was still standing in place, his arrogant body not moving at all, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

There was a sudden burst of pain on his arms, and the Bull Demon King raised his arms to see that after being strengthened by true qi, his arms, which were completely comparable to diamonds, were as fragile as a layer of paper in front of Wang Kunmiao's sudden blow, and they were instantly picked by that sword.

"Brother Niu!" Seeing this, Xie Qiao hurriedly stepped forward and tried to support the thick body of the Bull Demon King, but there was not the slightest look of pain on his face, and the corners of his mouth had a hint of a smile.

But this smile not only did not make Xie Qiao feel relieved, but became more worried and uneasy.

"That's right, that's how it looks like a fight!" Licking a trace of dried blood at the corner of his mouth, the Bull Demon King straightened up and gently pushed Xie Qiao away beside him, looked at Wang Kunmiao and smiled, the gold and purple in his eyes flashed again, and with a sudden step, his body had already rushed towards him.

Wang Kunmiao naturally wouldn't go head-to-head with him, the Vermilion Bird Sect was good at elemental attacks, and the weakness of their flesh was their biggest weakness. It's like a mage who has to hide behind a tank to cast spells, and that's what happened to the people of the Suzaku faction.

In a flash, Wang Kunmiao's body had disappeared from everyone's eyes, leaving behind a huge pit that had been blasted out by the impact of the Bull Demon King.

The smoke and dust were filled, and it suddenly blocked everyone's sight, but how could Wang Kunmiao, who was one of the four elders of the Wang clan, be disturbed by this mere smoke and dust?

The blazing true qi in his hand gathered, and in the blink of an eye, nine more blazing birds flew out of his palm, and the burning flames on the red feathers distorted and burned the air everywhere they passed, leaving a fiery wave mark behind them.

"Do you want to do this trick again?" With a cold snort, the Bull Demon King took off and kicked at the nine flamingos that flew in with him.

Bursts of sparks erupted in the air, and the rubble kicked by the Bull Demon King was instantly turned to ashes by the long-chanting blazing bird. In the midst of the long chirps of the birds, countless Void-Breaking Fist Shadows struck, connecting with the blazing birds.

Rumble!!!

A loud bang came, and a large cloud of smoke and dust had already shaken up from the place where the Bull Demon King and the Blazing Bird clashed. There was not a trace of wind blowing in the air, and the smoke and dust that were raised floated quietly in the square for a long time.

Suddenly, a powerful hand grabbed Xie Qiao's arm, which was still standing at the door of the prison, and suddenly jumped onto a Xuantie flying sword, and before he could react, the sword took off, and the flying sword had already carried the two of them into the sky.

It was only then that Xie Qiao saw the face of the comer, it was the Bull Demon King. But what shocked him was that the Bull Demon King's thick body was trembling slightly at this moment, and he was weakly half-kneeling on the body of the flying sword, his devastated arms were bleeding nonstop, and a trace of blood also flowed from the corners of his clenched mouth, obviously suffering a heavy blow.

Xie Qiao panicked, if he couldn't even deal with the Bull Demon King, what kind of ruthless character should he be?

"Brother Niu, are you okay?" Xie Qiao asked, holding the Bull Demon King's shoulder. His half-kneeling body was still trembling, and he didn't answer him, but Xie Qiao could see that this Wang Kunmiao was definitely not an easy guy to deal with, and even the Bull Demon King could only choose to escape, so what kind of strength did he have?

"Damn...... If it weren't for these two chains sealing most of my power, how could that old thing be my opponent!" At this time, the Bull Demon King who wielded the flying sword spat out a mouthful of blood and said indignantly, his words full of unwillingness.

Xie Qiao's gaze focused on the two dark iron cables firmly held on the Bull Demon King's arms, which looked no different from ordinary chains from the outside, but when he used his spiritual power to explore, he found that they contained an extremely large amount of energy, which was enough to suppress the power in the Bull Demon King's body.

"Brother Niu, I'll help you split it!" Xie Qiao said, taking half a step back, raising his sword in his hand, and the Xuantie sword in his hand slashed down.

Clang!

A cracking sound sounded, and a cold light broke head-on, but it was not the Xuantie Rope on the wrist of the Bull Demon King that was broken, but the Xuantie Sword in Xie Qiao's hand.

Looking at it, the finger-thick Xuantie rope was not damaged in the slightest, not even a single slash mark, Xie Qiao frowned, the true qi in the dantian gathered, the golden and red light in his eyes was great, and he grabbed the chain tightly, and with a roar, he tried to tear it off.

"Chirp~~~"

A birdsong came from behind him, and he turned around suddenly, and a red bird flew towards him, and the two people on the flying sword hurriedly dodged away. As soon as he turned around, the flying sword under his feet suddenly made a gurgling sound, and cracks spread on the sword body. When the two of them looked down and saw this scene, their pupils suddenly shrank.

Syllable!

The cold light shattered, and the wide flying sword under his feet turned into countless fragments in only an instant, like a blooming firework, which was particularly conspicuous under the cold thunder light.

The moment he fell from the flying sword, only one thought flashed in Xie Qiao's heart: it's over.

His mind was blank, and the weightlessness he felt when he fell from a high altitude numbed him, and even the feeling of dizziness and dizziness was paralyzed, because he knew that this time he would definitely die.

Slowly closing his eyes, Xie Qiao prepared for the moment of pain when he landed. At the moment when his eyelids just closed, a hand grabbed his body tightly, and his first reaction was: Bull Demon King!

However, after the surprise, the face when he opened his eyes was red hair and long eyebrows, and a rich cold light in his pupils.

"Want to run, no one in my prison can run away!" Wang Kunmiao tightly wrapped Xie Qiao's body under his armpits, and he could clearly feel that Wang Kunmiao was walking in the air at this time, floating in the air completely by his own ability.

Looking around, there was only the distant back of the Bull Demon King in the distant sky, and it seemed that flying was not the prerogative of the elders of the Wang clan.

But this speed was in Wang Kunmiao's eyes, but he didn't care at all, and his arm was raised again, and a blazing giant bird flew out, roaring at an extremely fast speed and flying towards the Bull Demon King in the distance.

Rumble!!!

After a roar, the distant air burst into flames of explosion. When the explosion caught Xie Qiao's eye, his eyes were once again filled with despair.

"I said, no one has ever escaped from my prison!" Looking at the roar in the distance, the corners of Wang Kunmiao's mouth showed a cold-blooded smile.

When he returned to the Heavenly Prison Square, the crowd waiting in the square suddenly erupted in cheers, obviously cheering for Wang Kunmiao's victory.

Throwing Xie Qiao, who was tightly wrapped under his armpits, casually, Wang Kunmiao turned around and said coldly to the surrounding people: "Locked up in the heavenly prison, strictly guarded, if something goes wrong, the king of heaven will not be able to save your lives!"

Everyone was startled at first, and then shouted in unison: "The Wang family, don't dare to disobey!" In Wang Kunmiao's cold smile, there was another burst of angry applause from the audience, and the cheers were hot.

It's still the same cell, it's still the same pile of dry thatch, only this time, Xie Qiao is the only one left in the room. The corner was still so dark, but there was no fear at all, because the owner of the fear was gone.

was ruthlessly killed by Wang Kunmiao.

Although it was not confirmed whether the Bull Demon King was really dead, the uneasiness was still spreading in Xie Qiao's heart, like a crazy weed, crawling all over his thoughts.

"See the Elders!"

"What's the matter with the Elders?"

At this time, the guards outside the cell door saluted the visitors who walked in, and their level of respect could be guessed who it was.

Long red hair and red robes, but it was not the cold-blooded smiling tiger king Kun Miao of the Vermilion Bird Sect, but the elder of the Green Dragon Sect, Wang Xiaochu.

There was obviously a trace of wrinkles on his face, and in his red pupils, the aura was not so strong, and his face was even more pale.

Wave at the guards and signal to leave. Several guards instinctively stunned for a moment, then bent down and walked out of the prison in unison.

Xie Qiao instinctively stood on guard, this old guy may have come to take his own life, although he knew that he could not be his opponent, Xie Qiao still stood up.

"What do you want to do?" The cold voice made Xie Qiao shudder himself, his words were so cold, so cold that there was no trace of emotion.

A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Xiaochu's eyes, his hand raised his arm, and a palm full of sharp true qi had already been split.

In a cold light, Xie Qiao's scream was heard.

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