Xue Yuntian's face was gloomy as water, and he sneered: "The rules of the three factions? So what? I, Xue Yuntian, do things, I never know what rules are, I am the rules! Now, you kneel down for me and confess my guilt!" After speaking, his hands suddenly slapped towards Lin Haoran.

I saw a huge black palm print that came to Lin Haoran in an instant, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Innate Sword, Transformation!"

"Breaking the wind and waves~!"

"Overwhelmed!"

Lin Haoran raised his hands and bombarded in a row, each blow was extremely powerful.

"Boom!"

I saw a huge tremor coming from high in the sky, and under the impact of the powerful energy, I saw Lin Haoran's figure constantly retreating, until he retreated thousands of meters away before stopping.

And Xue Yuntian still stood with his hands down.

Although Lin Haoran merged with the deity sword spirit, and with the help of the strength of the deity sword spirit Jindan in the later stage, he defeated Huo Feng, but with the Jindan stage of the Great Perfection, and it was the peak of the Jindan Great Perfection, the gap between the half-step Xue Yuntian who had already stepped into the Yuan Infant stage was too big.

After Xue Yuntian's blow, he sneered: "I only used half of my strength just now, not even half of my strength, boy, I will let you slowly enjoy the taste of life is worse than death!"

"Kneel down for you again!" Xue Yuntian then slapped another palm, this palm was twice as powerful as before, and the entire space was actually buzzing.

"Senior Brother Xue Yuntian has even defeated the strong man of the Yuan Infant Stage, he made a move, and this Lin Haoran is dead!"

"This Xue Yuntian actually made a move on an inner disciple, it's too shameless!"

"Hmph, what do you know? This is called domineering, and only Senior Brother Xue Yuntian dares to ignore the rules of the three factions, you say, do others dare?!"

"This Lin Haoran, as an inner disciple, was able to defeat Huo Feng, who was a martial artist, such a talent, if he grew up in the future, he would definitely be another Xue Yuntian, but he offended Senior Brother Xue Yuntian and died here!"

Many disciples around were amazed and shook their heads, feeling sorry for Lin Haoran.

Of course, there are quite a few people who gloat.

After all, this is the matter of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are happy to see the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect killing each other.

Lin Haoran watched Xue Yuntian slap his palm again, his face was indifferent, and under the surprised eyes of the disciples, he opened his mouth and sucked it suddenly, like a peerless fierce beast swallowing the moon, only to see the surrounding space air flow rage.

was instantly absorbed into Lin Haoran's body.

"Om, bowl, hello, ha, ......"

Lin Haoran closed his mouth, and then spit out more than a dozen obscure notes.

I saw that these notes had all turned into a huge mountain-like font, and these fonts, all over the body, were constantly rotating, like a large array, and then collided with Xue Yuntian's palm prints.

This is exactly the little immortal art of the fairy world, the secret sound of the burning mountain!

Boom! Boom!

Loud noises kept coming.

In the distance, the disciples around them only felt as if their eardrums had been penetrated, and their minds were in great pain, so they were shocked and flew backwards.

At the same time, waves of terrifying qi swept in all directions like a tsunami wave, destroying everything around!

Lin Haoran only felt that he was hit by the force of the huge impact, his body shook, and he flew backwards, and the deity sword spirit that merged with him also split from his body.

"Boss, are you alright?" exclaimed the deity Sword Spirit.

Lin Haoran stabilized his body, and his face was calm: "It's okay." ”

Although Xue Yuntian is the pinnacle of the emperor level, he doesn't go all out, and this attack can't hurt him.

Xue Yuntian saw that he struck again, but he still only shocked Lin Haoran back, and did not inflict a substantial blow on Lin Haoran, his brows furrowed slightly, at this time, he could see that Lin Haoran's physical defense was very strong, beyond his imagination.

"I didn't expect that your physical body is so much stronger than your own strength!" Xue Yuntian sneered: "However, no matter how strong your physical body is, it is useless, in front of me, the person I want to kill can never escape from the palm of my hand!"

"Lin Haoran, I will give you a choice now, as long as you kneel down, be loyal to me, and follow me, I can not kill you!" Suddenly, Xue Yuntian's tone changed and he said.

At this time, the deity sword spirit laughed loudly, and his eyes were mocking: "Boy, just rely on you, my master is the inheritor of the ancient Taoist, and a person like you is not even qualified to serve tea and pour water for my master!"

"You still want my master to follow you!"

"You were kicked in the head by a donkey?!" the voice of the deity sword spirit echoed in the air for a long time.

The surrounding disciples were stunned when they heard this, and their faces were strange. In the history of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xue Yuntian, who had the strongest talent, was actually pointed at in front of him and said that his head was kicked by a donkey?!

After Xue Yuntian was stunned, his face was gloomy, he first laughed intermittently, and then laughed loudly, laughing hard, and said while laughing: "Inheritor of the Ancient Dao people?haha, inheritor of the ancient Dao people?!"

Seeing this, Huo Feng on the side also laughed with him.

"This sword spirit with a problem with his head actually said that its owner is the inheritor of the ancient Dao people?!" Xue Yuntian pointed at Huo Feng and laughed.

Huo Feng laughed exaggeratedly: "It's really laughing at me, I think it's better to simply say that it is the reincarnation of the Ancient Dao Master!"

When the disciples of the various sects in the distance heard this, they all laughed loudly.

"Anyone can say big things, but this cat is stupid!

"Yes, no matter how talented this Lin Haoran is, it is impossible for him to be the inheritor of the Ancient Daoist!"

"I think this stupid cat heard that Senior Brother Xue Yuntian was the reincarnation of the ancient god of war, so he said such ridiculous words!"

Listening to the ridicule of these disciples, Lin Haoran's face was calm. However, the deity sword spirit's face was full of anger, his cat's eyes were erected, and he looked coldly at Xue Yuntian, who was smiling extremely exaggeratedly, and Huo Feng, the dog beside him. As if enough laughter had been made, the snow cloud genius stopped.

Xue Yuntian looked at Lin Haoran with contempt in his eyes: "Inheritor of the Ancient Dao People, then I, an ancient immortal, will kill you, the Ancient Dao Man, hahahaha!"

"Die!"

After Xue Yuntian finished speaking, the palm of his hand was full of light, and above the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and a palm slapped out, only to see that this huge palm was twice as large as the previous palm.

At the same time, the whole sky suddenly darkened. Heaven and earth seemed to be plunged into boundless darkness.

"This seems to be the legendary Black Emperor Palm?!"

"It's been lost for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Xue Yuntian to actually cultivate!"

"I heard that the Black Emperor hundreds of years ago, when he used this Black Emperor's palm, all of them entered the darkness within a radius of hundreds of miles!"

The huge black palm print continued to oppress Lin Haoran, and it continued to grow, and a terrifying power emanated from the palm print.

Lin Haoran's face was calm.

Seeing that the huge black palm print was about to hit Lin Haoran, suddenly, an earth-shattering voice came: "Presumptuous!" The sound was rolling, as if it came from the far sky, and there was no end.