The coercion of the Immortal Feather Realm martial cultivator was released, and the spirit power, soul power, and spiritual power were combined to form a peerless power, which was so powerful that the ground of the palace tiled by the crystal stone was cracked.

One after another, terrifying coercive fluctuations, like water waves, rippled, making all the warriors of the Chiyan Dynasty show ugly and heavy expressions on their faces.

"This is the coercive power of the Immortal Feather Realm Martial Cultivator!"

Cheng Xiaotian felt this coercion in the crowd, and found that the heart of the whole person was as if it was being squeezed by the seawater, and if he didn't run the divine realm exercises given by Cheng Wushuang, he would almost be suffocated.

Around him, quite a few people began to falter.

Immediately, more people, under this coercion, vomited blood and fell to the ground!

Some martial artists reacted in time, and immediately stimulated their own bloodline power, and used the bloodline power to resist this coercion, but unfortunately they still suffered a lot of damage, and the spiritual power in their bodies was chaotic.

At this moment, because Ling Zitong's cultivation realm was lower than Cheng Xiaotian's, he immediately used the Dan Fire in his body to resist this terrible coercion, and he kept thinking about one person, Cheng Wushuang!

"I don't know when he's going to come back?" Ling Zitong muttered in her heart.

At this time, the White Pavilion Dynasty saw that most of the royal family members of the Chiyan Dynasty were kneeling on the ground, and only some martial artists who had entered the realm of spirit were stubbornly resisting this coercion, and they couldn't help but sneer.

"Your bones are so hard, then I will fulfill you!"

In the royal family of the White Pavilion Dynasty, a young man walked out, said with a rebellious smile, his face immediately turned cold and hideous, holding a sword, and walked towards a royal ancestor of the Chiyan Dynasty step by step.

The young man's killing intent bloomed all over his body, and his momentum came out, causing Cheng Xiaotian and Ling Zitong to exclaim in surprise.

Because this young man is also an Immortal Feather Realm martial cultivator, such a young Immortal Feather Realm martial cultivator should be a genius-level figure.

"Let's start with you!"

The young man snorted coldly at the royal ancestor of the Chiyan Dynasty, and slashed out with a sword in his hand.

This royal ancestor hurriedly took out his sword weapon, and under a powerful pressure, he was unable to perform a finale sword technique, which seemed to have reached the power of the ancient super-level martial arts.

Everyone saw a huge sword-shaped phantom falling from the sky, the wind was wanton, and the power was infinite.

But in the eyes of the martial arts cultivators of the Immortal Feather Realm, this sword skill is garbage, scum!

With a slight flick of the young man's fingertips, a terrifying True Martial Martial Power burst out, forming a True Martial Mark.

This mark collided with the sword-shaped phantom!

Everyone only felt a huge buzzing sound in their ears, and then, their eyes saw a strange distortion point in the void, emitting a terrifying power fluctuation, causing the entire palace hall to crack!

The royal ancestor's finale sword technique was directly forcibly broken!

Laugh at!

The ancestor of the royal family still wanted to continue to resist with his sword, but the young man's sword was too fast!

When everyone felt a flash of light in front of them, the sword pierced into the eyebrows of the Imperial Ancestor, directly piercing the head of the Imperial Ancestor.

Regardless of whether it is a martial artist or a martial cultivator, once the head is penetrated, even if the entire Mud Pill Palace is completely destroyed, no matter how strong a person is, he can only die, even if he is a god, at least ** will not be able to survive.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped, this young man was too strong! so strong that he could barely resist.

"One of your ancestors has died, next, do you promise to marry Duanmu Lianxin to my White Pavilion Dynasty?"

The members of the royal family of the Chiyan Dynasty said firmly: "You are dreaming, you are pressing us as a high-ranking dynasty, and if you are known by the Yaoguang Holy Palace, you will definitely not be able to spare you!"

"Dare to be hard-mouthed, when has the Dark Sacred Palace ever been afraid of the Yaoguang Sacred Palace?"

Immediately, it was another sword.

This sword is to kill a young prince of the royal family.

"Nine Emperor Princes!" Many members of the royal family saw the tragic death of the young prince, and their faces turned pale!

"You don't even want a prince for the sake of a princess?" the sword-wielding boy continued to sneer.

He saw that the people of the Chiyan Dynasty still did not agree, and continued to use their swords to kill!

Countless members of the royal family were all red at the moment, and under the sword of this young man, they had no power to fight back.

At this time, the wind began to shake with the anger in the hearts of all the royal personnel.

"Even if you kill our Chiyan Imperial Family, don't think about getting Duanmu Lianxin, she is Cheng Wushuang's woman, we have no right to call the shots!"

The royal tone of the Chiyan Dynasty was firm, and they did not retreat at all, and they were determined to see death as home.

After the sword-wielding young man heard the words of "Cheng Wushuang's woman", he immediately flashed his sword light and killed the speaker!

This person who speaks is Duanmu Qiu, the grandfather of Duanmu Lotus Heart!

"Haha, Cheng Wushuang's woman? It is precisely because she is Cheng Wushuang's woman that I want to get it, I want to get that kid's women one by one and torture them slowly! This blood will pay for my brother's death!"

The sword-wielding boy said coldly, and immediately put away his sword!

"Still didn't say yes?

The sword-wielding young man set his eyes on Ling Zitong's body, and suddenly, his eyes were slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect that there was such a stunning and enchanting woman in this royal family, compared to Duanmu Lian's heart, she should also be a member of the royal family, it's a pity to kill!"

"Let's let all the men of the White Pavilion Dynasty identify this woman's taste for you on the spot?"

The sword-wielding boy laughed wildly and strode towards Ling Zitong.

The faces of many members of the royal family were extremely gloomy.

Ling Zitong, but she is also Cheng Wushuang's woman!

"Ling Zitong, let's go!"

Cheng Xiaotian couldn't sit still and watch his son's woman being dyed by these beasts.

His eyes were bloody, and the people of these high-ranking dynasties in front of him were too good at deceiving people.

Immediately out of the sword, Cheng Wushuang burst out all the bloodline power, the sword domain star soul, and the spirit skin metallographic all opened, slashing out a shocking sword!

This sword reverberated with anger, causing all the royal family members of the Chiyan Dynasty to change their faces in shock, and secretly said that this sword was so powerful, it was not weaker than the hard blow of an Immortal Feather Realm martial cultivator.

Even the people of the White Pavilion Dynasty were shocked, and a martial artist who was less than in the middle of the Realm Spirit Realm actually burst out with the strength enough to kill an ordinary Immortal Feather Realm martial cultivator!

However, the people of the White Pavilion Dynasty sighed again, because the elder brother of Qi Yu was not a simple martial cultivator in the Immortal Feather Realm.

At this time, the corner of the sword-wielding young man's mouth smiled playfully! Immediately, a demon beast holy martial spirit was condensed and rose into the air!

In an instant, the aura in the sky began to stir.

A gorgeous sword light, with brilliant colors, bloomed on the blade of the sword-wielding boy, and the sword full of coercion directly split Cheng Xiaotian's sword technique, slashing Cheng Xiaotian into serious injuries, and finally fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staring at the sword-wielding boy viciously.

"Zitong, you go quickly, wait for Cheng Wushuang to come back!" Seeing that Ling Zitong still hadn't left, Cheng Xiaotian yelled.

"Hmph, wait for Cheng Wushuang, it seems that your woman should also have something to do with Cheng Wushuang, so you can't go!"

The sword-wielding young man's face was hideous, and the four figures behind him all took out their swords, and countless powerful sword lights bloomed, wanting to smash Ling Zitong's clothes with one sword!

Ling Zitong's face turned pale at this moment, and her heart sounded silently, Cheng Wushuang, will he save her at this moment?

Immediately, she closed her eyes, because she knew that from the moment she stepped into the palace today, she would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

However, at this moment, I only heard a thunderous sound in the sky!

A thunderbolt sword aura roared from the distant sky!

The four figures that bombarded Ling Zitong were instantly turned into charcoal!

Two figures emerged after the thunder dissipated.

The young man's voice, which was familiar to Deling Zitong, also sounded immediately.

"Today, everyone in the White Pavilion Dynasty has to die without a corpse!"