Such a powerful lineup, although it is still a little insufficient compared to the Wang family's army, can already carry his Wang family's army head-on.

Wang Zhenyu felt a mixed feeling of luck and doubt in his heart, because he didn't see the nine overlord forces of the former Megatron Southern Wilderness County.

This may be a good thing, but it makes his heart hesitate, and it seems that there is a conspiracy that makes him uneasy.

It's just that the arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent, since the Wang family has come out of the nest, then this battle, if it is not successful, it will be benevolent.

Wang Zhenyu still pressed forward firmly, but he no longer had the pride and ambition to destroy the Huaxia Sect with the kind of preparation before he set off.

It's going to be a bloody battle, a bloody battle that can't be more than painful.

As the distance narrowed, Wang Zhenhua and the others finally saw the Huaxia Sect army waiting quietly for the Wang family army on the opposite side, and their faces gradually became gloomy, but when their eyes fell on Wang Zhenyu's back as calm as a mountain, their faces regained clarity and full confidence.

They didn't believe that in Yangzhou, in addition to Ge Xiaotian, there would be someone who was Wang Zhenyu's opponent.

Wang Zhenyu alone can reach thousands of troops!

The fact that the so-called overlord Silver Pupil Ancestor and others in the Southern Wilderness County did not appear, doesn't that illustrate the terrifying deterrent power of the masters of the Mahayana period?

"Huaxia Sect is deeply hidden, no wonder it can quickly rise in Nanhuang County, and disobey the edge of my Wang family. Wang Zhenyu said compassionately.

"This is the best, which shows that there must be a lot of good things hidden in the treasury of the Huaxia Sect. A middle-aged man with a face that resembled Wang Zhenyu, but his cultivation was much worse than Wang Zhitao's, said in a dark voice, and his eyes showed a greedy look like a wolf.

This person is Wang Zhenyu's second son, Wang Zhiyi, who is the most greedy by nature.

"Hahahaha, it makes sense, when the time comes, it will be a good harvest to empty his Huaxia Sect's treasury. Wang Zhenhua laughed wildly, and the eyes of the people around him lit up, obviously Wang Zhiyi's words provoked everyone's primitive greedy nature.

I don't know when, the two suns have already hidden in the dark clouds, the dark clouds are getting thicker and denser, and under the interweaving of murderous aura, the whole world has become gloomy.

The dense army of the Wang family finally stopped its advance and stood quietly thousands of meters away from the army of the Huaxia Sect.

Such a distance is enough for the spiritual weapon-level magic weapon among the cultivators to exert enough power.

For a time, the armies of both sides were fierce and murderous.

On the one hand, it is to be ashamed, and on the other hand, it is to defend the sect, and the war is thick, and the war is about to break out.

"Xingkun!" Wang Zhenyu flew forward, holding a sharp sword, pointing at Chen Gong, and shouted loudly, the purple cloak swayed wildly in the wind, and the momentum was indescribably majestic.

The sword body in Wang Zhenyu's hand is turquoise, the blade is sharp, and the blue light of the body is circulating, but you can take a closer look, but you can find that it is covered with dense blood-colored runes, the red light is faintly flashing, and the murderous aura is awe-inspiring.

This sword is famous in Yangzhou, the sword name is the blue blood blue sky sword, a sword comes out, the blue blood is all over the sky, the ice is frozen for hundreds of miles, and the one is invincible. Now that Wang Zhenyu has advanced to the Mahayana period, using this sword is even more powerful, just such a casual finger, and immediately the whole world is as cold as ice and snow, and the bloody murderous aura mixed with it rushed straight to Chen Gong who faced this sword.

Chen Gong felt the cold aura contained in this murderous aura, and the immortal mana with the true fire of the sun and the fire of the lotus heart moved at will, and immediately dissipated the piercing murderous aura and chill invisibly.

"Wang Zhenyu!" Chen Gong handed the red flame in his hand forward, and the tip of the sword faced Wang Zhenyu directly, and shouted coldly.

A little bit of sword qi that was so hot that it could melt the ice of eternity immediately broke through the air and forced towards Wang Zhenyu.

Wang Zhenyu snorted coldly, and the cold light of the Blue Blood Blue Sky Sword flashed, and that bit of fiery sword qi turned into nothingness.

The gloomy look on Wang Zhenyu's face was swept away, replaced by arrogance.

Ice and fire are mutually restricted, and whoever is stronger will be able to have a greater advantage.

He had already seen that Chen Gong's Red Flame Sword had a powerful fire attribute, but at the same time, he had also seen that Chen Gong's Immortal Yuan mana was at least inferior to him in terms of strength. Although he also saw that this Red Flame Sword was not the best spiritual weapon that his son Wang Zhitao had said, but a genuine immortal weapon, it could no longer stop him from winning.

As long as he can kill Chen Gong quickly, Wang Zhenyu is absolutely sure that even if the forces of all parties in Nanhuang County are really lurking in the dark, they will not be able to reverse the situation of this battle, because everyone knows that the masters of the Mahayana period are powerful and terrifying.

"Xingkun, now if you are willing to bow down to the old man, the old man can still open the net, otherwise your Huaxia Sect will be wiped out today. Wang Zhenyu, who had the chance to win, soared in confidence again, raised his chin and pointed at Chen Gong and said proudly.

"You Wang Zhenyu are now willing to bow down to my Huaxia Sect, and this sect can also open the net, otherwise you will be removed from Yangzhou from now on!" Chen Gong said unceremoniously.

"The kid is arrogant!" There was already a tall man in the Wang family with a big face that couldn't hold back, and shouted angrily, and a golden light with bursts of thunder slashed towards Chen Gong like a long rainbow.

The golden light was a solid golden rod of more than five feet, which looked extremely strong, and it was obviously a master of taking the path of strength.

This big man is in the Wang family, second only to the four masters of Tianxuanwu, and he is a fierce man among the generals of the Wang family, with a fiery nature and infinite strength, named Wang Shi, nicknamed the Golden Light Crazy Lion, who was just promoted to the Tribulation Period a few years ago.

"My master speaks, where is your turn to interject!" A thunderous shout sounded in the heavens and the earth, shaking everyone's ears.

There were already two purple rays of light roaring one after the other to meet the golden light, rolling up gusts of wind, and the momentum was still above the golden light mad lion.

The person who shot was Black Moon, and I saw that his eyes were round, his hair was erect, and he gathered the true yuan power of his whole body and threw a pair of purple gold giant hammers in his hand fiercely.

The black moon is the true body of the dragon, how domineering and majestic the true yuan power of the body is, even if it is a master in the middle of the tribulation, he dares to hit it hard, this time he attacks with anger and ferocity, how can it be so easy to resist.

With a loud bang, the purple gold giant hammer smashed the golden light rod, sparks splashed everywhere, and the collision of the two true yuan forces contained on it caused a violent explosion, shaking the entire space.

The domineering and powerful power invaded along the meridians of Wang Shi's body like an angry wave. Wang Shi thought that his strength was infinite, and his own blow would definitely be able to defeat this opponent who seemed to be in the same realm as himself, where could he have time to take precautions, and suddenly he was struck by lightning, and a stream of qi and blood surged upward.

Before he could catch his breath, there was a loud bang, and the second purple gold hammer had already attacked, slamming the already golden rod.

Wang Shi's face turned red, and the whole person couldn't help but fly backwards in the air, and hit several people behind him in a row, and then he stopped.

However, between the lightning and the fire, Wang Shi, the golden lion who is famous for his fierceness and strength, was actually knocked away by a little-known black-faced man of the Huaxia Sect with two hammers in just one shot, which immediately caused an uproar in the Wang family, and the high morale and arrogant arrogance were suddenly frustrated.

Wang Zhenyu's horse face immediately became gloomy again, his eyes swelled, and he stared towards the black moon, only to find that the other party was actually the real body of the dragon, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and his confidence in winning the battle just now was slightly affected.

However, after all, Wang Zhenyu is a generation of heroes, how can he be a general, he immediately gathered his mind, snorted coldly, and the blue blood and blue sky sword in his hand turned into a blue light and blood shadow, and rose to the sky.

Seeing the head of the family make a move, the momentum of the Wang family was immediately shaken, and the temperature of the entire heaven and earth plummeted and became cold.

Pieces of snowflakes fell, covering the more than 1,000 monks on the side of the Huaxia Sect, and suddenly everyone felt the piercing coldness all over their bodies, and a strong cold murderous aura invaded all the people of the Huaxia Sect along this cold aura.

A little bit of blue light flashed in the snowflakes, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sharp sword blade, cutting across the sky, weaving a dense sword net, and directly taking the dozens of Huaxia Sect masters who accompanied the front line of the army.

What Wang Zhenyu wants is to establish his might with a sword, kill several masters of Huaxia Sect, and crush their rainbow-like momentum.

Chen Gong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt the peerless coldness in the Blue Blood and Blue Sky Sword, and the boundless murderous aura in this cold, this was a fierce sword that could only be tempered after countless killings.

Chen Gong knew that if this sword was allowed to fall by Wang Zhenyu, in addition to the men who had reached the Tribulation Period in front of the battle, the other Gatemen in the Combination Period would definitely be either dead or injured, and even he himself would never be able to stop this fierce sword with the shield of Immortal Yuan Mana alone.

The master of the Mahayana period is really extraordinary, and this shot is earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods.

Chen Gong raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and even the sword rolled up a gust of wind, turning into a dark red rainbow in the blink of an eye, and plunged straight into the sword net in the sky.

In just an instant, Chen Gong's spirit had merged with the Red Flame Sword.

The corners of Wang Zhenyu's mouth hooked up a cold and cruel smile, he was completely convinced that Chen Gong's True Yuan mana was not enough to confront him head-on this time, and his confidence in victory was infinitely expanding.

Seeing the sword net falling from the sky, the Red Flame Sword suddenly swelled, and a long sword light shot straight out.

With a snort, the Red Flame Sword swept across the sky with a hundred-foot-long sword light, rolling up gusts of wind.

The snowflakes in the sky reflected the dark red sword light, the sky was dyed red like blood, the gale swept wildly, although the two swords had not yet clashed, but a tragic aura had already permeated the entire heaven and earth in an instant.

The snowflakes melted and turned into a cloud of mist, and the sun broke through the dark clouds at some point, shining on the rising mist, reflecting a brilliant brilliance.

A little bit of cold sword light flickered in the brilliant brilliance, falling like lightning, making people feel extremely cold.

Bang!

The Red Flame Sword finally collided with the blue blood and blue sky sword net in the sky, emitting bursts of gold and iron resonating sounds, shaking everyone's hearts, as if countless giant drums were beating in their eardrums.

With each blow, Chen Gong felt as if a sharp sword had pierced his arm, and with each blow, he felt his heart hit hard.

This is a Mahayana master who is truly worthy of fighting with all his might!

Chen Gong's battle intent continued to rise, and with every blow of Wang Zhen's jade sword net, it continued to rise, until it rose to a realm that he had never reached. This is Chen Gong, who realizes the Tao with battle, the more powerful the opponent, the more he can stimulate his infinite potential.