Ye Yuxuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The little girl cried directly.

I just feel that my heart is like a knife.

Countless monks were moved.

Miserable.

Appalling.

Although not dead.

But he was also seriously injured.

"Huh, you're not dead?"

Han Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

His punch is a magic power.

He was confident that if this punch continued, even if it was a strong sage, he would die dead.

However, Mo Tianxing was only injured and did not fall, which surprised him greatly.

But surprise is surprise.

He no longer takes Mo Tianxing seriously.

In his opinion.

This guy can't pose any threat to him anymore.

"I'm finally going to die, hahahaha!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Yu laughed directly.

She is the most desperate for Mo Tianxing to die.

"Do you really think that if you can kill a demi-saint, you will be able to fight against a saint? What an idiot, Ye Yuxuan, take a good look, this is the man you like, just an idiot, and today, he will become my father's subordinate. Han Feng sneered.

"Shut up!" Ye Yuxuan shouted angrily: "If he dies, I won't live, Han Feng, if you want to get me, you, it's better to die of this heart!"

"My man, standing up to the sky, he is willing to fight for me, and you, what kind of man, just relying on his father to be a sage, so he is just showing off his might, if there is no your father, there is no giant sword gate, you are not as good as him compared to him. ”

Ye Yuxuan's words made Han Feng so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he almost didn't do it directly, killing Ye Yuxuan in the palm of his hand.

"If something happens to her, the Giant Sword Gate will be buried!"

Above, Song Ziyu glanced at Han Feng and spit out a voice lightly.

Han Feng suddenly became excited.

If the others present today said this, he would definitely scoff at it, however, the person who said it was Song Ziyu.

Who is Song Ziyu?

The peerless pride on the hidden dragon list.

In the entire Giant Sword Sect, except for Han Xiaoyao, I'm afraid that no one is his opponent.

He said that he wanted the Giant Sword Gate to accompany the burial, and he would definitely do what he said.

Therefore, Han Feng stopped talking.

"Boy, it's over!"

Han Xiaoyao raised his hand and shook his fingers.

A wisp of cold air burst out from his fingers.

Then, turning into a huge silver spear, it roared forward, wanting to completely wipe out Mo Tianxing.

"Hehe, I have a magical power that can destroy the enemy in the world. ”

At this moment, Mo Tianxing's voice came out.

The voice is domineering, full of untouchable meaning.

He said, I have a supernatural power, and I can destroy the enemy of the world.

How confident is that?

How rampant, domineering?

He looked up suddenly.

The body is also straight.

Despite being covered in flesh and blood, it is almost impossible to see the human form.

However, the moment he straightened his body, he was as tall as a javelin, and his body showed a sense of contempt.

It is as if the king is coming to the world, arrogant in the eight wildernesses and six he, dominating the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing!"

Xiaoxiao Yuxi raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, fierce and fierce. ”

"Thirty fame, dust and earth. ”

"Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. ”

"Don't wait for the young man's head to be white, empty and sad. ”

The faint voice came out of Mo Tianxing's mouth, with a tragic and intense taste.

In the back, he spoke faster and faster.

"Wait to clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, and face the sky!"

When the three words of Chaotian Que fell.

A colorful brilliance suddenly rose from his body, stirring up the sky.

Then, his hand was raised.

This lift is to turn the world upside down.

The wind and clouds are rolling, the snowflakes are whistling, and the cold air is rippling, as if thousands of troops and horses have come from the primeval time and space to level the universe and bury the universe.

Nebula Nine Turns Divine Power Third Form.

Bury a thousand troops.

Under the watchful eye of all.

A huge coffin, like ice and snow, was directly formed.

The coffin.

Up to 10,000 meters.

Really, obscuring the sky.

Immediately, Mo Tianxing pressed his hand down.

The void, with a loud rumbling sound, collapsed layer by layer, cracked and fell apart.

And the huge coffin fell directly, as if it was going to bury heaven and earth.

Under the coffin.

Han Xiaoyao's face changed.

A feeling of extreme danger welled up in my mind.

He wanted to escape.

However.

The next second.

Whether it's his attack or himself.

were directly enveloped by the huge coffin.

Bury a thousand troops.

This style of supernatural powers.

For the first time, he appeared in the Hongtian Continent.

"Break it for me!"

In the coffin, Han Xiaoyao was furious.

Fist raised.

The ice, wind and snow converged, forming huge fists that roared out in all directions.

The sound of "dong dong dong" came out, like the sound of drums on the battlefield, dense and shaking, shaking the void.

It's just a pity that it didn't work.

The huge coffin shook violently, but it never shattered.

"Ahhhh

Han Xiaoyao went crazy.

Attacking the coffin without killing is like a trapped beast.

It's a pity that it still doesn't work.

This moment.

Heaven and earth.

A pair of eyes, all frozen.

Seeing that Mo Tianxing was about to fall.

However, he suddenly made a coffin and directly shrouded Han Xiaoyao in it?

What's even more terrifying.

Han Xiaoyao couldn't break the coffin.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

It's so terrifying.

Even the Sages can't dissolve it.

Han Feng was dumbfounded.

Ouyang Yu was dumbfounded.

Shen Yuehua was dumbfounded.

Heaven and earth, everyone, were dumbfounded.

No one expected this scene.

"Die!"

Mo Tianxing shook his palm.

In a flash.

The huge coffin, as if it was being manipulated by something, shrank frantically in front of everyone's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, it was only the size of an ordinary coffin.

"No ......"

Inside the coffin, Han Xiaoyao let out a terrible scream.

And then.

There is no then.

Just listen to the "bang".

His whole person, like a balloon that has been squeezed, bursts directly.

A Sage.

And so it fell.

This moment.

The whole world was quiet.

Even time, as if it had stopped flowing.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Is that a sage?

Actually, it fell like this?

Killed by a primordial monk?

This, who can believe it?

Who would dare to believe it?

People subconsciously turned around and looked at the figure in the sky.

At this time, he had recovered from his injuries.

I have changed into a white caftan.

Three thousand long hairs like ink.

Dressed in white, it is better than snow.

Eyes wide.

It's like the supreme descending to the earth.

What does it mean to be radiant?

Peerless?

Unparalleled?

This is the radiance.

Peerless.

Peerless.

This is one, the Juvenile Supreme.

Yuan Infant, the Slayer of Saints.

Such a record.

It's just earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods.

It's not hard to imagine.

From now on.

This young man like a demon god, his name, will release a thousand rays of light, radiating nine heavens and ten earths.

He has set a precedent for all ages.

Yuan Baby, cut half saint.

Yuan Infant, the Slayer of Saints.

Such a record is shocking.

"Shhh

I don't know how long it took.

In the crowd, there were gasping sounds.

They were all scared.

Scared to the core.

(End of chapter)