When the words fell, the Celestial man had already swung his sword to kill.

"Wind and Moon Slash!"

With a wave of the silver long sword, the sword light in the sky was born, a full nine hundred and eighty.

Each sword light was ten zhang long, sharp to the extreme, tearing through the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

The sword light in the sky shrouded the space within a radius of 100 zhang, like a sword light cage, to seal and imprison He Wuxi.

As soon as this person made a move, He Wuxian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

"Although this person is only the second strength of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his combat power is comparable to the fifth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm!

"If it's not the lackey of the Demon Dragon Ba family, who will it be?"

He Wuxian couldn't figure out which force this person belonged to.

After all, he has offended so many people that he really can't tell for a while.

The sword light had already slashed to the top of his head, and the terrifying power was suppressed, causing the air around He Wuxian to freeze.

He Wuxian's eyes were calm, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Heavenly Thunder Dao Method!"

Lightning flashed on his arms, crackling and popping, condensing into two huge purple fists.

The little green dragon also immediately burst into thunder, turning into endless thunder power, and converging towards He Wuxi's arms.

Suddenly, the power of the purple fist doubled.

"Hand of the Gods!"

The moment he drank coldly, He Wuxian fused the Heavenly Thunder Dao Law with the Heavenly God's Hand and blasted it out.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound erupted.

The sky trembled, and the earth cracked through countless cracks.

The sword light that filled the sky was shattered in an instant, turning into fragments of silver light and drifting away.

Two huge purple fists, flashing with dazzling thunder, blasted in front of the Celestial Clan's man.

Seeing it, he was about to be killed by thunder.

At the critical moment, his face changed, his hands pinched his fingers, and suddenly hundreds of gestures changed.

"Glare Shield!"

In the midst of the cold cheers, a shield flashing with golden light like the sun lay in front of the Celestial Clan's man.

"Bang!"

The purple thunder fist slammed into the dazzling shield, and both exploded at the same time and disappeared.

The man of the Heavenly Clan stepped on the void, eight hundred zhang away, and confronted He Wuxi.

His eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

It was unimaginable that a Terran martial artist with a heavy Heavenly Spirit Realm could burst out with such a terrifying attack.

Even though the men of the Heavenly Clan were proud, conceited, and even empty-eyed, they couldn't help but look at He Wuhate differently at this time.

"He has no hatred, you are really strong, no wonder he wants to kill you! Your growth rate is really unsettling. ”

"He?" He Wuxian frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Who the hell is it that instructed you to kill me?!"

"Hehe, when you die, you will know. The Celestial Clan man sneered disdainfully, and he was sure of victory.

Countless thoughts flashed through He Wuxie's mind, and he was analyzing and speculating who was behind the scenes.

He suddenly thought that when he was in the Star Garden of the Heavenly Star Academy, and after he came to the Ancient Forbidden Land, he had been attacked and killed twice.

Thinking of this, he suddenly murmured in his heart: "Could it be that this person is the same group as them?"

As soon as he thought of this, He Wuxian suddenly stared at the man of the Heavenly Clan with a calm gaze, and shouted loudly.

"Young Master Ben is under the knife, don't kill the nameless, report the name!"

The Celestial Clan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said in a slightly surprised manner.

"You don't even know me?!"

He Wuxian pursed his lips disdainfully: "Do you think you have a great reputation?"

The Celestial Clan's face was angry, and his eyes were arrogant and coldly snorted: "Celestial Clan Academy, Wind Dancing Yang!"

"Feng Wuyang?" He Wuxian frowned, thinking about it for a moment, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had heard Liu Suifeng say it.

Feng Wuyang, one of the three supreme geniuses of the Tianmai class of the Heavenly Clan Academy.

Yan Haotian is third, Tang Xinghe is second, and the recognized first day talent is Feng Wuyang.

Seeing He Wuxian's expression, Feng Wuyang could be sure that He Wuxian must have heard of his name.

He couldn't help but show a hint of arrogance, and sneered: "Why don't you hate, if it's too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy now, this son will give you a whole corpse." ”

"Hehe......"

He didn't hate the skin and sneered twice.

"Yan Haotian and Tang Xinghe were both slaughtered by Young Master Ben, and now it's your turn. ”

"Feng Wuyang, go and bury them both!"

"What?!" Feng Wuyang's eyes flashed with light, and he said incredulously: "You actually killed Yan Haotian and Tang Xinghe?!"

Feng Wuyang's heart was shocked inexplicably, and his eyes became more and more dignified when he looked at He Wuxian.

At this moment, He Wuxian shouted violently.

"Wind Dancing Yang, die!"

With a cold cheer, he turned on the transformation state, and the possession of the gods.

He wants to kill Feng Wuyang within ten breaths.

"Meteors from outside the sky!"

The blood-drinking knife suddenly swung out, slashing out the bright sword light in the sky, killing the wind and dancing yang.

The sword light was dazzling, the momentum was violent and terrifying, and the power was even more earth-shattering, making Defeng Wuyang's face dignified to the extreme.

Not only that, but the little green dragon and the little furball also used tricks at the same time.

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

"Destruction Magic!"

Three incomparably powerful attacks descended on the top of Feng Wuyang's head at the same time.

At the critical moment, fierce flames burned in his eyes, and a monstrous murderous aura erupted from his body.

"Collapse the mountains and crack the ground!"

In the roar, the desert at the foot of Feng Wuyang suddenly swept through the sky, turning into a hurricane of yellow sand rising into the sky.

The desert with a radius of fifty miles collapsed and shattered in an instant, turning into endless yellow sand, bursting with gray yellow light.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth were dim and invisible.

Feng Wuyang's figure disappeared.

His whole person turned into yellow light, merging with the monstrous yellow sand.

A 30-mile yellow sand hurricane with hundreds of millions of grains of sand in it.

Feng Wuyang is the yellow sand in the sky, and every grain of sand is him.

If you want to kill Feng Wuyang, you must destroy all the sand.

This is the power of the Dao method of collapsing mountains and splitting the earth, which is very wonderful.

"Boom, boom!"

The bright sword light slashed through the yellow sand in the sky, and a deafening loud sound erupted.

The overwhelming thunder, as well as the little hairball's Collapse Divine Technique, all hit the hurricane of yellow sand that rushed into the sky.

The endless yellow sand was blasted into powder.

However, Cyclone Huangsha was half shattered, but it continued to spin wildly.

The thousand-foot-high yellow sand hurricane condensed into a huge palace-like human face, which was exactly the appearance of the wind and the sun.

He looked at He Wuxian condescendingly, and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha...... Why don't you hate, what can you be to me?"

"Die, reptilian!"

The yellow sand hurricane swirled wildly, crushing and killing He Wuxian.

The desert within a radius of fifty miles has turned into a terrifying giant pit, and the endless yellow sand flies into the sky, blending into the thousand-zhang body of Feng Wuyang.

The terrifying devouring power erupted, and it was about to swallow Xiao Qinglong, Xiao Maoqiu, and He Wuxian immediately.

At the last moment, the cold light in He Wuxi's eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted angrily.

"Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil!"

In an instant, He Wu's eyes turned into a dazzling gold.

A soul impact force like the Yangtze River blasted towards the wind and dancing sun.

"Boom!"

A loud and silent noise erupted, and only the divine sense could detect it.

The murky sky burst out with a ripple visible to the naked eye, spreading wildly in all directions.

The desert within a radius of 100 miles collapsed and shattered in an instant.

The thousand-zhang yellow sand hurricane turned by the wind and dancing sun was also stunned in place, unable to move.

Even though he had cultivated the earth-based Dao method of collapsing mountains and splitting the ground, he had turned into hundreds of millions of gravel.

But his soul is still there, and he still has to be impacted by the Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil.

At this time, his soul suffered a heavy blow, and countless cracks were cracked by the bombardment of the Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil.

The white mist of his soul was about to burst in an instant.

At the same time, He Wuxian shouted.

"Starlight Soul Slash!"

He turned into a hundred-zhang tall giant, wielding a huge black blood-drinking knife and slashing out a huge sword light two hundred zhang long.

"Bang!"

The sword light slashed at the yellow sand hurricane, and a loud sound shook the sky.

The thousand-foot-high yellow sand hurricane suddenly shattered and collapsed, turning into yellow sand in the sky, and sprinkled down one after another.

The sound of rattling kept ringing.

In an instant, all the yellow sand fell back to the ground.

The big pit with a radius of hundreds of miles was filled with yellow sand again.

This is the end of the battle.

All of them returned to calm, and the desert within a radius of 100 miles returned to a deathly silence.

It seems that none of the qiē has happened.

However, He Wuxian knew that Feng Wuyang was not dead yet.

His eyes shimmered with golden light, and his gaze searched around like a torch.

Soon he saw that in the depths of the ground sixty miles ahead, there was a wisp of soul white mist, which was fleeing frantically.

"Hmph, can you escape?"

He Wuxian sneered, and the figure flashed and chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the soul white mist.

"Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil!"

A soul shock wave suddenly burst out, penetrating the hundred-foot-deep yellow sand and blasting into the soul white mist deep underground.

"Boom!"

A silent muffled sound erupted.

The white mist of Feng Wuyang's soul was suddenly shattered by the bombardment, and it was dying, and it was about to dissipate immediately.

Suddenly, He Wu's hatred moved.

"No, you can't just kill Feng Wuyang. ”

With a wave of his hand, he turned into a starlight giant hand and grabbed it into the ground.

Suddenly, Feng Wuyang's broken soul white mist was caught in front of He Wuxian.

He stared sharply at the three broken wisps of white mist in the palm of his hand, and asked.

"Feng Wuyang, who ordered you to kill me?"

A wave of wind and dancing sun's soul fluctuations came.

"I will never sue you, he will definitely avenge me!"

"You just wait to die!"

Feng Wuyang knew that he would die, so he would rather die than reveal the slightest bit of news.

He Wuxian smiled coldly and said jokingly.

"Do you think that if you don't say it, Young Master Ben won't know?"

"Soul search!"

Suddenly, in his golden pupils, a domineering and violent force erupted, fiercely invading the white mist of Feng Wuyang's soul.

"Ahhh

The pain of the soul being torn apart and ravaged made the wind dance yang scream miserably.

However, under the strong power of the Ten Thousand Nian Divine Pupil, he did not have the slightest power to resist.

Soul searching is an effect that He Wuxian has only recently discovered that is the effect of the Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil.

A moment later, he had finished scavenging the memories in Feng Wuyang's soul.

Then, the white mist of Feng Wuyang's soul dissipated with the wind and fell.

He Wuxian looked into the distance with cold eyes, his face was very solemn, and he murmured in a low voice: "Jun Luoyu?"

"Unexpectedly, the mastermind behind this qiē turned out to be him!"

"It's just that I don't know this person, so why would he put me to death?"

Now, having obtained the soul memory of Feng Wuyang, He Wuxian has understood it.

The facts were the same as his conjecture, An Xuan, who challenged him to life and death on the star-picking platform in the Tianxing Academy, and the black-clothed demon who sneaked into the Star Garden late at night to attack and kill him, were all in league with Feng Wuyang.

These people all have no hatred or hatred with He, they were all instructed by Jun Luoyu to attack and kill him!