The battle between the great saints is not trivial, and the sky and the earth will fall apart at every turn.

Just when the Great Sage of Lingxiao opened and closed the Three Great Treasure Palaces and pressed the Sword Saint Xiang Ritian's Immortal Ancient Holy Sword, in the middle of the Holy Road, Chen Yuan had already dropped nine fists, destroying Xiang Qing's forty-nine holy power blessings!

A large number of Sword Saint Pavilion powerhouses had all fallen to the ground, bleeding from the Seven Apertures and staring at their eyes to death.

The people of the other forces around the Eight Desolations all looked at it with stunned eyes, and they were rigid and did not dare to move it in the slightest.

Fifteen million yuan is like a huge force, blessed with the sixth step of the Chaos God and Demon Body, and ten times the critical attack attribute, even if Xiang Qing is protected by the ninety-nine holy powers, he can't withstand the bombardment of the huge force at all.

He was already spurting blood from his seven orifices, his chest was all collapsed, and the Titled Immortal Altar turned into a sword in his body fell apart, and the hundreds of limbs around him were almost shattered.

Now he only dragged his broken body, shrinking his soul and powerless to resist the slightest.

From the moment Chen Yuan's first punch came before, his mind had already fallen into a blank, because he couldn't imagine what level of power it was.

Until the Holy Blessing continued to shatter, he felt the breath of death nine times in a row, and his entire mind was shattered.

It's incomprehensible, it's unbelievable, when did such a perverted physique madman appear in the Holy Road?

Looking at such a level of strength, and Chen Yuan's indifferent and ruthless face, he knew that if he couldn't save himself, he would really be punched to death!

Right now, there are only fifty blessings left, and death is just around the corner.

When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood and roared bitterly: "Stop!

The roar fell, and Chen Yuan's right fist couldn't help but pause, and when he squinted his eyes, he seriously glanced at Xiang Qing in front of him.

"Ninety-nine holy power blessings, ten times more than Jun Shitian, no surprise you are also the number one person, right?"

When the words fell, Xiang Qingqiang endured countless pains in his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and replied: "Everyone in the world knows the name of my sword king Xiang Qing, and even Jing Nanyan has to give me a thin noodle, how can you not know?"

If you kill him, you don't believe it, Chen Yuan will not know the reputation of the Sword Saint Pavilion.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in what you say, it's still the same sentence, since you don't forgive, I, Chen Yuan, don't mind dyeing another piece of blood. ”

The bland words fell, and Chen Yuan's entire right arm suddenly rose with a bubbling pure golden light, and another deep holy power fluctuation spread out.

The three hundred holy patterns that had already been transformed before were just urging, causing the air around Chen Yuan's body to directly turn into powder!

While Xiang Qing retreated, his eyes saw this scene, and the entire divine soul was enveloped in a layer of boundless shock, and his pupils shrank to the extreme.

Dare to feel that Chen Yuan bombarded him nine times in a row, but he hadn't even used the power of the Holy Tattoo?

With the strength of the realm alone, and the physique that has not yet become holy, how can it collapse and be blessed by the holy power?

Frightened and crazy, everyone in the audience gasped again, their faces were boundless and terrifying, and their bodies began to tremble.

"Hoo ......"

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and looked at Xiang Qing again, his eyes became extremely calm, and the golden light of his right fist exploded, forming a yang sun, and the chaotic power covered it.

Eventually, a punch was punched!

Boom!

The heavens and the earth exploded, the mountains and rivers roared, and everyone in the audience felt the rolling transmission of the annihilation power, and they were all shocked and spurted blood, and their faces were shocked and blasted into the distance.

Xiang Qing, on the other hand, looked at it in a daze, and his vision was overwhelmed by the golden mang, until his eyeballs were torn, and the blood mist all over his body collapsed, and he was pierced on the spot by the indescribable fist force.

Outside of the body, the protection of the fifty holy powers disintegrated, and then destruction descended on his body, like a piece of tissue paper that was burned by flames, turning into ashes at the same time, with the power of the divine soul, flying ashes and annihilation!

Boom Boom Boom ......

The fluctuations pierced down, shattering the ravines of the firmament and the earth, and even the heavens and the earth fell into a state of harmony, as if there was an unknown law, and it was tragically impacted and then torn apart!

......

The Great Sage and Sword Saint who were fighting outside the Holy Road had already shattered all the Eight Desolate Spaces, and the earth had turned into a chaotic void.

There are three great treasure halls hanging high in the air, like supreme gods.

There was an Immortal Ancient Holy Sword pointing straight at Ling Xiao, humming and roaring continuously, and the edge annihilated everything.

But at this moment, in the direction of the holy road barrier, there was a sudden loud bang, causing the two of them to look sideways, and their expressions froze for a while.

The terrifying fist power spread with indescribable destructive power, roaring through the holy path, shattering the rules, and descending between the two, causing their coercion to collapse for a while!

"It's ......"

Xiang Ritian's pupils contracted violently, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him and didn't know how to speak.

He suddenly looked at the Holy Road barrier again, and was about to step inside, but the Holy Road Law was rebuilt again, the barrier was restored, and everything happened in the blink of an eye.

He gritted his teeth and took out a life card from his arms tremblingly, at this moment the life card has been halved, and the residual Xiang Qing breath in it is gone!

"Xiang Qing...... Dead?"

His eyes were subverted, and his hands were shaking.

Ling Xiao looked at this scene, knowing that this must be a punch from Chen Yuan, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Open your eyes wide and see clearly, this is this Holy Taiyi Heavenly Heaven, the peerless Tianjiao! Under the Holy Road, he is invincible!"

The laughter spread, with the eyebrows of the eternal years.

Xiang Ritian's trembling eyes looked at Ling Xiao again, the anger in his heart was indescribable, if it weren't for Ling Xiao suddenly blocking his way.

Xiang Qing...... How could he die!

It's just that right now, the fluctuations from this punch have exceeded his imagination.

Judging from the residual aura of heaven and earth, it is obvious that there are three hundred holy patterns, but even so, how can it cause such a terrifying destructive power, even the laws of the holy path barrier are penetrated?

"When this son's punch fell, he must have used all his strength, and the immortal power in his body must have been exhausted, and Ben Sheng watched how he was killed by others. "Xiang Ritian calmed down.

Endure all the killing opportunities, and when you know that you are not Ling Xiao's opponent, there is no point in continuing to resist hard.

"Do you think that when this punch falls, someone will dare to do something to him?" Ling Xiao chuckled and shook his head.

Just within the Holy Road, where Chen Yuan was, a radius of thousands of miles had been annihilated, black arcs flickered continuously, cracks and hurricanes roared open, and traces of devastation and destruction were everywhere.

The earth beneath his feet has also completely turned into a black hole of nothingness.

He stood in the air, looking at himself opening and closing with one punch, using three hundred holy patterns, and the terrifying power generated, his expression was slightly satisfied.

Then, he rolled back and landed on the back of the blue-eyed white dragon in the distance, took out the Pixiu Swallowing Sacred Weapon in his hand, looked at the large number of holy patterns of all kinds in it, and began to transform and absorb it on the spot!

The forging of the Chaos Holy Arm has begun to show its edge!