"How... How can this be......"

Feng Tianzhao was shocked in his heart.

With that palm, he activated the realm of the middle-level heart, and exerted all his strength, without leaving any hands.

But under the light of Chu Qingyun's sword.

It's so vulnerable!

But he didn't have time to think about it at this time.

That brilliant sword light not only tore through the thousand-meter flame giant palm, but also stabbed towards him like lightning.

The sharp edge made him tremble in his heart.

Feng Tianzhao didn't dare to slack off, and immediately shook his palm, forcibly condensed a force, and slapped the sword light with a flame with one palm.

Boom!

Under the powerful slap.

The remaining power of the sword light was finally completely exhausted, and it instantly shattered and shattered, quickly dissipating into the air.

But in a hurry, he met this sword.

Feng Tianzhao was too, he was beaten with a muffled snort, his face turned pale and he retreated more than a thousand meters, and even left a sword mark in his palm!

A sword is repulsed!

This made the formation outside of the uproar.

In the formation, though, almost everyone was fighting.

But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the one who just shocked the audience, the only fourth-level martial venerable Chu Qingyun.

And seeing him at this time, with just one sword, he repelled a sixth-level martial venerable powerhouse of the Wind Clan, which undoubtedly set off a wave.

Feng Wuxuan, who was in the other part of the formation, his face was even darker at this time, and he looked at the two figures in the distance, and couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart:

Feng Tianzhao, that idiot, even dared to hold it up!

No matter what Chu Qingyun said, it was also a third-level martial venerable, and he would be able to directly compete with him head-on.

Not to mention that now, he has reached the fourth level of Martial Venerable.

How could he be able to defeat him with his hands in the wind and Amaterasu!?

And the wind is at this time.

Apparently too, aware of this.

His face turned slightly pale, and his eyes staring at Chu Qingyun became even more solemn.

"It's just a fourth-level martial venerable, and he actually has such strength, it's very good, since that's the case, then let you see my real strength!"

"Red Sun Holy Body!"

I screamed in my heart.

On Feng Tianzhao's body, a large amount of yuan power immediately surged, and his body was even faster, and lines of red as fire, criss-crossed, and dense veins like blood vessels appeared. A powerful and strange scorching aura was instantly released from his body and burst out.

Acquired Holy Body!

This is Feng Tianzhao's biggest reliance and strength!

"Big Red Yang Palm!"

The figure flashed, and he shot again.

A series of red flames, along the dense lines on the body, frantically converged towards the palm of the hand.

But this time.

Feng Tianzhao did not emit flames in his palm, condensing into a flame palm, but the power was condensed to the extreme, causing the entire palm to expand two or three times, turning red, like lava about to melt, exuding a scorching and astonishing power fluctuation.

This is his real one, the Great Red Yang Palm!

"Die!"

Rushing to the front, the power is also condensed to the extreme.

Feng Tianzhao shouted, and a palm fell from the sky, and hit Chu Qingyun's head fiercely.

Under that palm, the air and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force seemed to be incinerated as if they were fluctuating and distorted.

"Sword Seven!"

A sword light came up to meet the attack.

In the face of Feng Tianzhao's full palm, Chu Qingyun did not hesitate or dodge at all, and directly fought back head-on.

The sword light pierced the air and soared into the sky.

In an instant, it collided with the crimson palm.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The sword light suddenly cracked.

However, Feng Tianzhao's red palm seemed to have been punctured, and a large area of flames erupted in an instant, covering a range of more than 1,000 meters, making a large area within the formation like a sea of fire.

And a moment later.

Feng Tianzhao's face changed even more, and he retreated diagonally upwards from the sea of fire, and his face had become pale.

Even in the palm of his hand, there was a piercing red bloodstain.

Using the Holy Communion in close combat, he turned out to be no opponent at all!

And directly, I was stabbed by a sword!

"The Acquired Holy Body, but that's it!"

"Sword Seven!"

Chu Qingyun's body moved, the sword light around his body surged, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a sword light, instantly penetrating and tearing through the thousands of meters of fire, like a lightning bolt breaking through the sky, and quickly pursuing towards the wind and Tianzhao.

"Damn it!"

Feng Tianzhao was suddenly shocked and angry.

He stirred up the Holy Communion, and the red glow on his body shone.

Once again, his right hand became swollen and red, with a scorching and powerful aura, and he slammed into Chu Qingyun's sword light with one palm.

Boom!

The previous scene seems to be played out again.

Feng Amaterasu flew out of a sea of fire again, but his face became even paler, and the blood stains on his hands also became clearer and more dazzling!

"That's what you want me to do, can't get out completely?"

Chu Qingyun sneered.

Pursued again.

This place is still some distance from the center of the formation.

He doesn't want to waste too much time on this Feng Tianzhao, and he needs to use the fastest speed to get rid of this guy!

A sword slammed down.

Chu Qingyun had the upper hand, and his momentum seemed to be three points stronger.

But Feng Tianzhao could only condense his strength in embarrassment, gritting his teeth and palms to resist this terrifying sword light.

In the midst of a fierce battle.

He was not an opponent at all, he was completely suppressed by Chu Qingyun!

This made many people inside and outside the formation even more amazed.

The realm of the sixth-level Martial Venerable, born in the Feng Clan, one of the three great emperor clans, and has a powerful acquired holy body.

The strength of this Feng Tianzhao is not that of the Martial Spirit Palace, and those sixth-level martial artists of the armor or ordinary seventh-level martial venerables can be compared.

But I didn't expect it.

It's not Chu Qingyun's opponent yet!

And at this time in Feng Tianzhao's heart, it set off even more stormy waves.

"It's just a fourth-level martial artist, how can it be so strong!"

Feng Tianzhao's face turned pale, and his heart was even more horrified, if it weren't for the clear blood stains on his body, he even wondered if it was true.

It turned out to be no opponent.

This is something he didn't even think about anyway!

"Sword Seven!"

After a fierce fight in close quarters, Feng Tianzhao was beaten in embarrassment, and his body was even more scarred and covered with bloodstains, and Chu Qingyun found the right opportunity, and suddenly condensed the dissolved sword light in his hand, and after integrating it into the new power, a sword stabbed at Feng Tianzhao's heart.

Caught with one's pants down.

Wounded on the body.

I just made a move again, and I didn't have time to react.

This bright sword light actually snorted, and directly pierced the wind and sky through his heart, piercing it through.

Powerful power burst out in an instant.

Feng Tianzhao immediately screamed, and a large mouthful of blood spit out directly, and his face suddenly changed, and there was no trace of blood.

Under the light of the sword, his heart, as well as the sternum and flesh next to him, were all directly torn and crushed.

Even if there is the power of the origin to keep it immortal.

But in an instant, it suffered a heavy blow!

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