Xu Feng glanced sideways, and the senior brother had a hint of obscene banter, and he was completely a hero who stood up to the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wei Xiao, you don't want to lead everyone to be strong, I have never been afraid of you!" Li Chunning, the deputy master of the Avatar Sect, said.

As soon as Li Chunning's words fell, the two Creation Realm powerhouses suddenly stepped forward, two fists and four hands, and came out furiously with the color of wind and thunder!

The change came too suddenly, even Feng Siniang and Zhu Li couldn't think of it, and the Huashenmen said that they would do it.

The battle in the Creation Realm had reached the level of destroying the law of time, and the chaotic gravel and messy wood on the stone flat immediately turned into the tiniest dust under the fist intent, and then was crushed and cut by the True Yuan again, exploding into a gray mist.

The mountains and seas of Zhenyuan smashed in the gray mist, ignoring the space of several zhang, as if the fists had just come out, and the next moment the Zhenyuan appeared in front of Wei Xiao.

Between the lightning and flint, the senior brother raised his eyebrows, his heart was horizontal, and he shouted: Senior brother retreat!

The fists hanging around his waist suddenly turned into palms, and he smashed them in vain.

The battle of the strong people of creation, the participation of those with low realms, can only be the flying stones and chaotic trees in the turbulence of the true yuan, and all the juniors and disciples snorted, and they could only show their magical powers and rush out.

However, there was a person, not retreating but advancing, his right hand swiped in his mouth, and a crimson color condensed in front of the door, and with a loud bang, a black stone tablet several zhang long and wide fell from the sky, like a piece of night falling from the sky, and smashed diagonally towards the fists.

Senior Brother Wei Xiao's eyes were quick, and with a slap of his palm in the air, Xu Feng disappeared into the night like a leaf, but the majestic and condensed Natal True Yuan poured on those fists like a churning river under the cover of the black stone tablet.

There was a loud bang that shook the night sky, boom! Then the entire mountain range where the sect was located trembled with the loud bang.

The stone flat cracked into two sides in the loud noise, and the entire platform generally collapsed along the mountain, and countless disciples flew away like birds and beasts, and those who were hit by the true yuan disappeared into the night of the mountain stone with a miserable scream.

It was only for a moment! The sound of the rumbling stone floor collapse had not passed, and the gray smoke had already dissipated.

Shi Kui, Chen Lei, the two worshippers and the senior brother stood in the air, looking at the position of the three people, it turned out to be the same as on the stone ping, and the senior brother Wei Xiao did not take half a step back under the joint attack of the two.

"Hugh is going to hurt my disciples!"

Hundreds of feet away, Zhao Xiaohong let out an earth-shattering roar, and her burly figure suddenly accelerated in the night sky, like a boulder crashing on the mountain above the sides of the two elders.

The Zhao Sect Master, who was furious and his eyes were cracked, kicked his feet on the mountain peak, like a big mountain, and smashed down from a high altitude on the top of the heads of the two elders of Shi Chen!

The all-out blow that was worthy of the pinnacle of life should not be taken lightly, and the punch of the Zhao Sect Master suddenly changed direction when he was about to reach the front of the two of them, and the chaotic punch that was originally smashed violently turned into a true element that was condensed into a point, and the speed instantly increased countless times.

Realm, fighting is strength and speed, I didn't expect the Lord of Zhao to turn the strength of his fist into speed at the last moment, such a magical fist realm, looking at Lingnan, it is estimated that no one can match.

Shi Kui looked at the sharply enlarged fist, his heart sank, and his fingers were together, and he lightly touched it in the air.

This seems to be a light point, but it has used up almost all of his true yuan, this is the most proud falling star finger in his life, one finger crosses into the true yuan, if Zhao Xiaohong's punch is really solid on this finger, I am afraid that the iron fist will also be pierced through a hole.

Zhao Xiaohong didn't care, when the fist was still three feet away from the Dow Finger, he suddenly stopped, although the fist stopped, but the crazy battle intent wrapped in the fist went even faster, and hit the Dow Finger that was close together.

Boom!

A soft sound of gold and stone echoed through the mountains.

Zhao Xiaohong's burly figure spun rapidly in the air, and then retreated suddenly, flying hundreds of zhang, landing halfway up the mountainside, and his feet were already deeply sunk into the rocks.

The Transformation God Gate enshrined Shi Kui, snorted, and in the void, he took half a step back. looked at this man who was only at the peak of his life.

Chen Lei felt the churning breath of the secluded mansion.

What a domineering magic weapon! Shi Kui felt the tremor of the stone tablet between his arms.

What a superb fist technique! Elder Zhuli, who had already flown to the side, knew that Zhao Xiaohong had already seen the threshold of creation.

Xu Feng's body roared out in the night sky, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, but his mind was still awake. His first reaction was to know the stone tablet in the sea, and when he found that the spirit of the tablet was still there, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

This stele is so powerful, it can't be destroyed by a single blow from the Creation Realm. Xu Feng was secretly proud in his heart.

He knew that not only did the attack of the Creation Realm not destroy the stone stele, but also this magic weapon that fell from the sky carried the two true elements that Shi Chen worshipped.

This kind of magic weapon can no longer be described as magical, but a peerless spiritual weapon.

The true yuan in the flying Xu Feng Youfu sank, stabilized his body in the air, and then felt something on his back to drag him steadily, and slowly fell into the mountains a hundred zhang away.

"Third Senior Brother!" Xu Feng said.

"Senior Brother make a move, don't follow him!" The third senior brother found that Xu Feng's injury was not serious, and said with a concerned face.

On the mountains around the stone flat of the Flying Heaven Pavilion, the disciples of the Burning Star Tower gathered more and more, some of them were confronting each other on the stone flat just now, and some of them rushed over to watch at this time, seeing the Xiuwu Sect facing the Shanghua God Sect, countless disciples from far or near witnessed the biggest internal fighting in the sect in the past thousand years.

The old man Tiangen, the master of the Immortal Sect, looked at Wei Xiao who was standing in the air with complicated eyes, and the master of the Martial Arts Sect who was standing halfway up the mountain, and suddenly found that next to him was the place where the whole incident was, Xu Feng.

Xu Feng turned around and let out a bright smile at the old man of Tiangen.

The old man of Tiangen was shocked in his heart, he was good at observing people, at such a moment of life and death, this little brother could still make such a bright smile, there were only two possibilities, either he was an idiot, or he really had a clear conscience and thought that everything he did was right.

"This ...... Xu Feng, you persuade your master, don't fight anymore, if you continue to fight, the entire Burning Star Tower will be gone. The old man Tiangen said earnestly.

At this time, the tens of thousands of Xiuwu Sect disciples who had flown by finally arrived, flooding all the nearby mountains for several miles.

Every place is a drumming true yuan, and every inch of land will be a battlefield for killing, Ling Ran's battle intent rose into the sky in a radius of several miles, and those disciples fell their divine thoughts and eyes on the burly figure halfway up the mountain.

As long as that burly man gives an order, the entire Burning Star Tower will be the end of corpses falling apart!