After all, the injured gray-clothed old man was a cultivator of the Cultivation God Realm, even if his strength was greatly reduced, as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was also with an unstoppable momentum.

And his move is extremely vicious, without warning, and it is a fatal move, to pull out Yixuan's heart alive.

The master of the Ten Thousand Clans Gate was even short of breath, but unfortunately, he didn't have time to rescue at all.

Because after all, the master of the Ten Thousand Clans Gate is also the cultivation of the middle stage of the Cultivation God Realm.

"Since you regard me as a remnant, then you will also have a share of the White Tiger Sect when you destroyed my Ethereal Sect back then. Kill!"

At the exit of the killing word, Yixuan's breath changed abruptly.

Yi Xuan has always hidden his cultivation, and everyone has always thought that Yi Xuan is just a cultivation in the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm.

However, at this moment, Yi Xuan's cultivation was suddenly raised by two levels, reaching the early stage of the Cultivation Realm.

Even in terms of momentum, Yixuan was still above the injured old man in gray.

"Raising ...... Cultivation Realm...... "The injured gray-clothed old man's hand was already about to reach Yixuan's chest.

However, at this moment, the momentum on Yixuan's body actually made him have an indescribable sense of crisis.

It's already three points slower in hand.

Not only the injured old man in gray, but also the master of the Ten Thousand Clans Sect often didn't expect that the prospective son-in-law who had some talent back then was actually a cultivator of the Cultivation God Realm?

That's too fast, right?

Two years ago, Yi Xuan was in the middle stage of the Cave Heaven Realm, and two years later was the early stage of the Cultivation God Realm, and he was promoted to three levels in a row?

When did it become so easy to break through?

"It's a pity that it's too big, and if you don't die, you'll be seriously injured. Such a thought flashed in the heart of the master of the Ten Thousand Clans.

If Yi Xuan unleashed his cultivation at the beginning, he might be unpredictable in the face of the enemy.

But now, the Holy Envoy is ready to attack, and Yixuan has already missed the opportunity to meet the enemy in a hurry.

Of course, the same thought as the master of the Ten Thousand Clans was the injured old man in gray.

It's only now that I've released my cultivation, is it too late?

However, just as the gray-clothed old man had a sneer on his face and was about to catch Yi Xuan's heart, a cold light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

"What's it?" the wounded old man's heart had just risen to this doubtful thought.

Immediately afterward, he felt that his outstretched hand seemed to be unconscious.

"Ahh ”

Soon, the pain hit the injured gray-clad man's brain, and the intensity of the pain made him wail.

Blood splattered, and he was actually cut off by Yixuan's arm.

Shoulder to shoulder.

"Again...... Magic weapon, why is this magic weapon so cold?"

Just when he thought that Yi Xuan was going to splatter blood five steps, Yi Xuan had a strange magic weapon in his hand at some point, shaped like a sickle.

With the sickle in hand, the aura on Yixuan's body was even more cold.

Moreover, the sickle-shaped magic weapon was extremely fast, so fast that the master of the Ten Thousand Clans almost couldn't see how Yi Xuan made a move, so he cut off the arm of the injured gray-clothed old man.

"It seems that Xuan'er has had a lot of adventures over the years! Brother Yi, you should be relieved to know that you have something to know. After the Lord of the Ten Thousand Clans was shocked, he couldn't help but sigh.

However, unlike the relief of the master of the Ten Thousand Clans, the two gray-clothed old men who were still staging a chase with the stupid big man and the little witch finally showed their fear.

This group of young people seems to be not highly cultivated, but they all have extraordinary backgrounds!

Another magic weapon appeared, if you didn't guess wrong, the whip in Chenfeng's hand before was also a magic weapon.

Four young people, four magic weapons, such a big deal can be called shocking.

Could it be that behind them is a peerless powerhouse of the Saint Venerable Realm? Such a thought flashed through the mind of the gray-clothed old man who was the leader.

It's no wonder that these gray-clothed old men have such speculations.

Because even their Tiger Roar Sage didn't have a magic weapon in their hands, but these young people had all of them.

Could it be that they are the sons or disciples of the four great saint venerables?

If that's the case, then it's bad, no matter how powerful the Sage is, it's only a half-Saint.

Compared to the peerless powerhouses of the True Saint Venerable Realm, that is still a few streets away!

"Withdraw!" The gray-clothed old man led by him rolled his eyes and immediately burst out loud.

Regardless of whether the other party is the younger descendant of the Saint Venerable and the strong, as long as they have a magic weapon in their hands, it is not something they can resist.

Now the only way they can do is to escape, and then they will have a long-term discussion with the Tiger Roaring Sage.

The gray-clothed old man led by him is the pinnacle of the Cultivation God Realm, his speed is the fastest, and a dodge has been freed from the entanglement of the stupid big man.

Although the stupid big man relied on the chaotic bricks, he chased after the gray-clothed old man led by him and ran all over the ground.

But in fact, if the gray-clothed old man led by him wants to escape, the one-on-one stupid big man can't stop him.

"Third child, let's go. Another gray-clothed old man who was fighting with the little witch saw that his eldest brother had fled, and he was not far behind.

However, before he fled, he still reminded the old man in gray who had lost his arm, and then jumped and was about to leave.

"Big brother and second brother, wait for me. The one-armed old man in gray shouted in fear, but his speed was not slow.

The three supreme beings of the Cultivation Realm, even if they don't use spatial teleportation, the speed is really not slow.

Although it is not as good as the peerless powerhouses of the Half-Saint Realm, it is still unrealistic to wait for a stupid big man and others to stop them.

Maybe the speed of the little witch can catch up with them, but even if the little witch catches up alone, she can't stop them!

"No, you can't let them escape? ”

The master of the Ten Thousand Clans suddenly shouted.

Although the White Tiger Sect has always been a second- or third-rate force, the White Tiger Sect has been in the limelight recently.

Moreover, there are peerless powerhouses in the Half-Saint Realm, if these three holy envoys escape, then Yixuan and the others will not even have a chance to get out of the Ethereal Peak.

The best thing to do now is for everyone to work together to kill these three holy envoys, and then abscond out before they can alarm the White Tiger Sect.

It's a pity that now seeing that these three holy envoys have fled a little, the face of the master of the Ten Thousand Clans Gate is dead.

The holy envoy escaped, not to mention that Yixuan and others were in danger, and his Wanzu Gate would also be destroyed!

"Hmph, in front of me, even Tiger Roar, a demi-saint, has to pay the price if he wants to escape, even if you can escape from the palm of my hand?" However, at this time, Dusty Wind took a step forward and said disdainfully.

Dusty Wind had been secretly paying attention to these gray-clothed old men for a long time, how could he give them a chance to escape?

Dusty Wind now finally has news of Tiger Roar, if these holy envoys go back to report the news, Tiger Roar is afraid that he will run away again.

"Brother Feng, let me come first. However, just as Dusty Wind was about to make a move, the elf princess, who had been silent behind Dusty Wind, said crisply.

The elf princess only looks like a five- or six-year-old child, and she has no cultivation at all, and she has always been neglected.

The master of the Ten Thousand Clans has long been a little puzzled in his heart, how can Chenfeng and the others go out and take a little girl with them?

Even Dustwind himself is a little unaccustomed to it, and when fighting, he will habitually ignore the elven princess.

But what Dustwind didn't expect was that at this moment, the elf princess would take the initiative to invite the battle.

"This ......" Dusty Wind hesitated a little, after all, Dusty Wind still knew too little about the elven princess.

Dustwind vaguely knew that the elf princess had some strength, but Dustwind wasn't sure what her strength had reached.

"Sluggish, sluggish, sluggish. ”

However, the elven princess did not give Dustwind much time to hesitate.

Some immature voices were like children playing at home, and the elf princess pointed to the three gray-clothed old men who were about to disappear, and shouted three words of "slowness" respectively.

The elf princess was really a little speechless when she spoke.

A little girl, pointing to the strongest person in the Cultivation Realm, said "sluggish", what does this mean?

The masters of the Ten Thousand Clans Gate were a little unbearable to look at it directly.

When he heard Dustwind's words just now, there was still some hope in his heart, because Dustwind made him feel even more mysterious.

He also thought that Dust Wind would have some hole cards to keep the three holy envoys!

Unexpectedly, Dusty Wind didn't make a move, but let a little girl stand up and say something "slow".

If it weren't for the unfamiliarity with the dust and wind, and the mystery of the dust and wind, the master of the Ten Thousand Clans would have scolded: "Are you stupid? I don't know that Tong Yan is unscrupulous? The great opportunity has been wasted by you!"

ps: There was only one change last night, and I made it up today. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to resume three changes a day, because this book is bought out, and the website has a strict control over the number of words, so forgive me!