The snow field was silent, and it seemed that even the flow of heaven and earth vitality had condensed with the appearance of the python-robed man.

No one in this world would be stupid enough to provoke the cultivators of the Jingsheng Realm, and no one would believe that they would die at the hands of the cultivators of the Jingsheng Realm, after all, the five strongest people in the world are not cabbages on the rotten street, and they can meet one when they go out and turn left.

But someone touched such a moldy head, these fanatics who were arrogant in the Great Enlightenment Realm didn't understand why they swallowed their breath all of a sudden, just like a native chicken whose neck was twisted off by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't die anymore.

The butcher knew Ye Qixian's identity, he did not choose to run away, but did not dodge or dodge, and the hideous smile on his face was even worse.

The terrifying weapon that was a foot long and short was held in the butcher's hand, and the culprit who killed the old man with his own hands was still full of undisguised killing intent in the face of the strongest person in the empire adjacent to the east.

In the eyes of the butcher of Overlord Terrace, whether the enemy can be killed or not must be chopped with two axes before he knows.

Ye Qixian was holding an ordinary iron sword, his hands were hanging down on his sides, and the empty door above and below Zhou's body was wide open, and he asked word by word: "You killed my uncle?"

"Exactly. The butcher was still laughing.

"The butcher of Bawangtai is known as evil, and he doesn't plan to run away in the face of me, so he is really bold. Ye Qixian continued.

The butcher sneered twice and said, "Lord Marshal was not born in the war years, but he is young but stands at the top, and he is not afraid that the wood will show in the forest, and the wind will destroy it?"

Ye Qixian was silent for a while, and said, "Since you are not afraid of death, I will not be in a hurry to kill you, and I will reason with you more." Many people think that the road is long, and they have to ponder and see every scenery along the way to seek up and down, but they have exhausted more than 100 years of time in vain, and finally ended up with a bamboo basket to draw water. You need to know that if you want to climb the top, a hundred years is too long, and you will only seize the day. ”

"It's a good one. The understanding of half a Jiazi of Lord Marshal is comparable to what others have gained in several lifetimes, no wonder he has such an invincible state of mind. The butcher held the axle above his head, and the sky suddenly fell a little shorter to the ground. The energy of heaven and earth, which had originally calmed down because of the immortals, surged and raged again, converging towards the tip of the axe against the heavens.

This vast wasteland called Cangyang is like a dormant beast, awakening with the use of the butcher's heaven and earth oven, every grass and tree, every grain of dust, every river let out an angry roar, and the two groups of men and horses who fought under the city stopped the fierce battle, because they had no will to fight under this magnificent atmosphere.

Legend has it that the butcher Ben went to a foreign house to practice a journey, and was a fierce general who charged into battle, and was surrounded and intercepted in the process of fighting with Sunset, and was trapped in the city for several months, losing all his rations, and finally slaughtered his wife and children, and threw them into a pot to cook to satisfy his hunger. It's just that everyone doesn't know that at the moment when he swallowed the flesh and blood of his loved ones into his belly, his cultivation was also abolished by himself, and he forcibly opened up another avenue, and went further.

This way is called calamity, and the way is as its name suggests, and the color of the smell changes.

I saw the butcher's figure standing upright, carrying an immeasurable world on his mountain-like shoulders. The mountains and rivers of the world are overturned, the cities are broken, there is the scorching sun when everything is withering, there are iron armor raging corpses accumulating for thousands of miles, the sky is not overturned, the earth is not around, the fire is indiscriminate and not extinguished, the water is vast and the ocean is endless, the beasts eat the people, and the birds grab the old and weak, which is the countless silhouettes of the sun since more than ten years ago.

"It's useless to talk more, let me understand this strongest physique in the world. The butcher's voice was like thunder, and an axe slashed down on the head of the immortal.

The immortal silently waited for the magnificent wild world to fall from the sky, like a stubborn stone standing in the torrent.

The bronze big Yue finally stopped three feet on the forehead of the immortal, and no matter how the butcher carried it, he couldn't stir up the slightest wave.

Just like the immortal clone facing the tide tiger that day, there was a shackle of vitality that was difficult to see with the naked eye to firmly bind the butcher.

"This is the Most Holy Universe of the Pure Sheng Realm?" the butcher's short red hair danced wildly with the sourceless wind, his eyes were split, and many small snake-like sinuous veins bulged from his arms.

At the same time, a series of violent roars sounded in the butcher's body, and the bronze dayue called the Reverse Punishment Heaven broke through some kind of obstacle and continued to fall towards the immortal.

This is the charge of a desperate rabbit towards the dragon.

Ye Qixian, who was in the ink-colored python robe, was not shocked, he had seen too many such amazing outlaws in the past years, but unfortunately, experience, talent, Taoism, and ability were still too far away in front of the threshold of Jingsheng.

The immortal's arm was raised, and it was slanted upward, and the five-foot iron sword collided with the big Yue.

An understatement of the sword.

But this is one of the five strongest people in the world, an understatement of the sword.

So this understatement sword should be the strongest sword in the world!

The walls of Shayang Town collapsed with a bang.

Not only Shayang Town, but also the majestic city walls of 300 miles from north to south were shattered because they could not withstand the power of the two of them's attack. The aftermath of the walls continued, hundreds of houses were reduced to rubble, and the leveled streets were rugged like oxen turned over.

The eternal night in the city obviously didn't expect that the two cultivators who had destroyed the world with their hands would really fight outside the city, and the heavy bricks and stones piled up on the city walls poured down from the city like a waterfall, burying the enemy troops of the thousands of Great Enlightenment Realms in it, in addition to countless debris flying everywhere, the power was comparable to the battlefield arrows, although the cultivators could easily dodge, but it was fatal to the vast majority of ordinary people on the battlefield.

"Stand back. Eternal Night gave an order, and the soldiers behind him retreated like a tide for dozens of feet.

In the face of the constantly falling bricks and wood, Yongye held the horse Qinglong with both hands, and nailed this jet-black iron halberd into the ground, and his Zhou Tian acupoint burst out with an endless stream of black flames, connecting into a wall of flames that was several feet wide and high.

The Eternal Night Awakening Ability War Ghost who entered the Dao of War can now support a realm when he steps into the middle of the cave world. The furious, blazing black flames blocked all the debris in the sky, and then burned away, turning into a foggy layer of charred ash and floating through the air.

Ming Zhe, who was originally stationed at the head of the city, had to lead his soldiers to join Yongye due to the damage of the city wall. At present, the city wall is falling, and although the enemy troops in the city have suffered heavy casualties, there is still a dark crowd outside the city that has no end in sight.

At this time, the sky in the east finally brightened up with the white belly of the fish.

When the morning sun gradually rises from the horizon, the light emitted makes the dim sky clearly contoured, and people can see clearly that the sky after the heavy snow is surging, and the huge clouds and the cyan wind blend and change, turning into a dragon and a tiger of unknown thousands of zhang size standing quietly around the rising sun, proudly overlooking the common people.

The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.

The saint is the one who makes all things.

As the strongest saint in the world, the celestial phenomena caused by his actions made all beings look sideways.

This is bound to be a battle that will be written into legends.

Countless tiny wounds appeared on the butcher's strong body that was thwarted, and every drop of hot blood weighed thousands of pounds, and it fell to the ground with a dull sound.

With a wave of his sleeves, the long sword in his hand slashed across the battlefield and stood outside the broken city, and no one in the millions of enemy troops dared to take a step forward.

The clear sword roar soared into the sky, and a barrier of sword qi that was imperceptible to the naked eye enveloped the Great Protector Array that had disappeared due to the closure of the Red Dragon Hub. The so-called animism of all things, can be cut out of a sword by the immortals, these five feet of iron is like a python dragon, destined to become a heavy weapon of the town.

"So you're close to that threshold, so you have the courage to fight me. "The breath of the fairy with his bare hands is stable, and the victory or defeat is already clear.

The butcher spit out the blood in his lungs and laughed miserably: "I didn't expect that there were steps behind the threshold, how could there be a monster like you in the world." ”

The fairy didn't answer, and slapped his palm on the butcher's chest.

If someone looks down from a thousand feet in the sky, they will see a storm of sand and dust rising from the vast territory of Cangyang, which is comparable to the Sunset Empire, and the storm rushes from east to west, along the new rising sun, and every time you pass through a ruined city, thousands of pavilions and pavilions will be reduced to ruins, and every time you pass a majestic mountain range, many towering peaks will collapse.

The sandstorm rushed westward for tens of thousands of miles in a few breaths, until a desert formed by fine black sand could not stop, scattered into debris and hovered in the blood-colored sky above the desert, unable to disperse for a long time.

Where the storm had disappeared lay a man who was so blood-soaked that he could not see his true face, but could only vaguely make out his burly figure, motionless, his hand clutching a weapon like an axe.

The black sand here is piled up, and it is naturally the overlord platform of the Great Enlightenment Realm, and the man lying on the ground is naturally a butcher.

With the power of Ye Qixian's palm, he actually beat the butcher back to his lair from the Shayang border, and he didn't know whether one of the three murderers in Cangyang was alive or dead.

I don't know if I live or die, but I haven't died yet, so the battle is still not over.

An ink-colored python robe appeared on the butcher's side after half a breath, and the man who had reached the top of the world's martial arts stretched out his left hand forward, and his right hand was behind him, and the divine light between the virtual and the real floated on the palm of his left palm.

"You said that my Ye family has practiced martial arts for generations, after all, it is only to this extent, but do you have the ability to take another coffin split?" Ye Qixian raised his left palm slightly and pressed it towards the back of the butcher's head.

The elder of this clan has painstakingly studied the killing tricks for decades, and he has not been able to hurt the butcher after his lifelong cultivation, and the same trick is in the hands of Ye Qixian, but it is going to destroy the world.

At this moment, a large area of boundless darkness rushed into the western sky, encompassing the four universes of Overlord Terrace, and closing into a black giant cocoon. In the dark world, the wind has stopped and the clouds have disappeared, the grass and trees have withered, and even the tiniest dust has stopped swirling and is silently stagnant in the air.

A young man's voice came slowly: "It's just that the marshal punished Chaohu's reckless man, and now he wants to kill the butcher in the Great Enlightenment Realm, is it really that I don't have an enemy in Cangyang?" If you don't dislike it, how about I take this palm for the butcher with the strongest physique in the world." ”

Ye Qixian looked up at the endless darkness and said, "Radiant remnant, this is the best." ”

So the palm of his left hand turned upside down, and a palm burst out, and the darkness covering the overlord platform fell to the ground like a glass cup, shattered.

The momentum of this palm is endless, and the strength is discharged in the wilderness, causing the turbulent dark river of thousands of feet underground to pour in, and the martial intent to cut the four directions, making the lava splash and fire raging. The entire overlord platform was lifted from the ground by the palm wind of the coffin splitting hand of the immortal, and it swayed for thousands of miles.

The black islands floating abruptly in the sky reflect the light of the sun in the clouds, like a bright moon in the sky, like a miracle.

From now on, there is no overlord platform in the world.