"Hahaha!" Gu Feng stood proudly in the void, raised his head and laughed, only feeling extremely happy in his heart!

The shame of being killed thousands of miles by this ascetic head at the beginning, once he got retribution, how could he not be happy in his heart!

Killed the dwarf Zhu Mei and the ascetic head tuo, the decline of the Emei faction is inevitable, and the completion of the reincarnation task is just around the corner, as long as it goes further, unless it is a real person with long eyebrows descending from the fairy world, it will never be reversed!

"How can this be!" the Emei faction roared.

The three immortals and two elders, the five earth immortals of Emei, were actually folded in the hands of the juniors of this scattered immortal, and their qi was greatly injured.

"Shaft!"

"Evil Barrier!"

Two loud shouts.

Xuan Zhenzi and Bai Guyi, who chased the clouds, both put aside their respective opponents, and rushed over with great momentum, wanting to avenge their fellow disciples!

"Hmm, don't you exist as an old man?" Maha Venerable Sikong Zhan and Flame Patriarch turned dark, seeing that the situation of the Wutai Sect's Huashan Sect's side gate alliance was very good, how could they be allowed to make trouble, chased after them, and blocked the two.

Gu Feng's eyes swept across the air, and he held it in the void with one hand, and an invisible blade separated from the void, it was the unique flying sword invisible fairy sword of the ascetic head!

"If you destroy this vicious flying sword, look at how your Emei faction still plots against the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, you will definitely be defeated!" he said secretly in his heart, sneering.

Seeing that he was about to hold the invisible sword in his hand, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, and his body retreated sharply.

I saw that the invisible fairy sword seemed to have spirituality, the sword aura was pressing, and it stabbed straight over, and the pure yang fairy sword instinctively protected the lord and knocked the invisible sword out.

The invisible sword didn't even look back, rushed into the sky, and disappeared into the cuffs of Miaoyi Zhenren.

"Master, be careful of the plot! That invisible sword can break through the void, and Taiyi Wuyanluo can't stop it!" Gu Feng reminded loudly with a pang in his heart.

"Shaft!" Miao Yi Zhenren waved his long sleeves and stabbed down a golden sword qi.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch slapped out with one palm and smashed the sword qi, "Miao Yi, in front of the old man, you still want to hurt my disciple?"

He nodded towards Gu Feng from afar, "Gu Feng, my apprentice, you go all out to restore the true yuan! You kill two earth immortals alone, and your future achievements will be above the teacher, it seems that it is really Tianxing my Wutai faction! Let me and Miao Yi make a break today!"

Without saying a word, the mixed yuan patriarch fought with Miaoyi Zhenren.

The two Yuan Shen combined swords, like two heavenly dragons, soaring in the sky, flying and dancing, boundless killing, and extinction.

The top of the Yellow Mountain was destroyed to the ground.

The Five Poisonous Immortal Sword of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch is divided into five poisonous dragons, with both five poisonous forms, the dragon locust sword is a long whip, the vermilion clam has a wide mouth, the green scorpion is highly poisonous and green, the snow-white body of the silver frost centipede, and the purple python is hideous and the snake is fierce.

The hundred-ten-zhang poisonous dragon was churning vertically and horizontally, up and down, and from time to time there was a roaring thunder, but the speed of the sword was too fast, cutting through the sky and causing a sonic boom.

Miaoyi Zhenren's golden thunderbolt sword is also turned into a Changhong, shocking the earth, straight to the Beidou, and the Xiaohan Galaxy is not as bright as it.

The two dragons dance side by side, twisted into a ball, a gold multicolored accompanied by rolling thunder, jumping between the peaks, the illuminated dense forest brilliance flashes, blurred illusions, just like a fantasy world.

The people of Wutai and Emei couldn't help but stop the movements in their hands, eager to grow thousands of eyes and see the battle between the two sides clearly.

The struggle between the patriarchs of the two factions is a matter of life and death for the sect, and there is no room for loss!

The two people's hearts and swords are combined, as fast as meteors flying, colorful and bright, beautiful and beautiful.

For a while, everyone was eye-opening.

Because the Golden Thunderbolt Sword was injured by the Mixed Yuan Patriarch's amazing swordsmanship of practicing swordsmanship before, its power was greatly damaged!

After another day and a night, Miaoyi Zhenren gradually fell behind and was unstoppable.

When Xu Feiniang saw it, she was immediately overjoyed, "The ancestor is a step ahead, this Miaoyi real person is about to lose!"

Everyone in the Wutai faction was extremely excited.

Sun Caifeng was holding the Sanyang Yiqi sword, and he was also standing in the crowd, experiencing a fight, and his beautiful face was also stained with blood.

Gu Feng frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen!

Changmei Lao Dao Gong is deeply cultivated, how can he not give the Emei faction a backhand!

Thinking about it carefully, from the fact that this Miaoyi real immortal sword was damaged, and the dwarf Zhu Mei and the ascetic head were killed, everything seemed to have developed too smoothly!

Gu Feng was vigilant in his heart, the more he reached this last step, the more he couldn't relax, in case this Emei faction dog jumped off the wall in a hurry and counterattacked at any time.

At this time, high in the sky, the five poisonous sword lights of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch were furious, and the hundred poisonous smoke covered the sky, and all kinds of poisonous insects and moths loomed inside.

Although Miao Yi Zhenren's golden thunderbolt sword was still scurrying and jumping, it was full of wit, but it was restrained and suppressed by the poisonous miasma of Mu Xu and was difficult to get rid of.

Seeing that the situation was very good, suddenly a miserable howl resounded through the sky, "Ascetic Toutuo, your dark sword hurts people!"

I saw the Mixed Yuan Patriarch flying upside down from the sky like a meteor, and Qi Shuming's sword light skyrocketed, like a golden dragon of dozens of zhang, prematurely frightened, and wanted to devour the patriarch.

At the same time, there was another thin figure holding an invisible sword following closely behind, just wanting to kill the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, who is not the ascetic head?

"Not good!" Suddenly such a shocking change, Gu Feng's face sank, and he hurriedly jumped up.

After another day and a night, Miaoyi Zhenren gradually fell behind and was unstoppable.

When Xu Feiniang saw it, she was immediately overjoyed, "The ancestor is a step ahead, this Miaoyi real person is about to lose!"

Everyone in the Wutai faction was extremely excited.

Sun Caifeng was holding the Sanyang Yiqi sword, and he was also standing in the crowd, experiencing a fight, and his beautiful face was also stained with blood.

Gu Feng frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen!

Changmei Lao Dao Gong is deeply cultivated, how can he not give the Emei faction a backhand!

Thinking about it carefully, from the fact that this Miaoyi real immortal sword was damaged, and the dwarf Zhu Mei and the ascetic head were killed, everything seemed to have developed too smoothly!

Gu Feng was vigilant in his heart, the more he reached this last step, the more he couldn't relax, in case this Emei faction dog jumped off the wall in a hurry and counterattacked at any time.

At this time, high in the sky, the five poisonous sword lights of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch were furious, and the hundred poisonous smoke covered the sky, and all kinds of poisonous insects and moths loomed inside.

Although Miao Yi Zhenren's golden thunderbolt sword was still scurrying and jumping, it was full of wit, but it was restrained and suppressed by the poisonous miasma of Mu Xu and was difficult to get rid of.

Seeing that the situation was very good, suddenly a miserable howl resounded through the sky, "Ascetic Toutuo, your dark sword hurts people!"

I saw the Mixed Yuan Patriarch flying upside down from the sky like a meteor, and Qi Shuming's sword light skyrocketed, like a golden dragon of dozens of zhang, prematurely frightened, and wanted to devour the patriarch.

At the same time, there was another thin figure holding an invisible sword following closely behind, just wanting to kill the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, who is not the ascetic head?

"Not good!" Suddenly such a shocking change, Gu Feng's face sank, and he hurriedly jumped up.