In the shocked eyes of everyone, the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan slashed out with a sword, and suddenly the moon wheel appeared in the void, and then he saw that the moon wheel was entangled in one place, and he didn't even blink an eye, and turned into a round of black and white Taiji diagram.

Then the Taiji diagram rotated, constantly bursting out with gray brilliance, and fell towards the Falling Realm Martial Saint Dang's hood!

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Qingyuan's little Taoist hand, which made the old man feel shocked, but after the surprise, he was the Martial Saint Supreme, and he finally didn't mess up!

I saw a flash of light in the old man's eyes, and when the gray brilliance had not yet fallen on him, he flew up in the air, and at the same time, the light flashed in his palm, and a swift and incomparable sword light slashed on the Taiji diagram.

In the end, the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan has just stepped into the realm of congenital perfection, and when it comes to means, he is naturally not as good as this fallen realm martial saint, and under the carelessness of the moment, the black and white Taiji diagram was suddenly cut into two pieces by the enemy!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Qingyuan Little Daoist said a sermon in his mouth, and at the same time, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

That Taiji diagram was transformed by his martial arts spirit, and it was broken at this time, and naturally the little Taoist priest's internal organs were not lightly injured!

"Little Taoist, you are indeed the genius with the strongest martial arts talent that the old man has ever seen in this life! If you really grow up and become extraordinary, maybe you will be the great enemy of my Han family!" Seeing this, the old man laughed fiercely, "However, if you don't grow up a genius, you won't be a genius, die!"

As soon as the words fell, the scimitar in the old man's hand suddenly burst out with a peerless divine blade and slashed towards Qingyuan, at this time Qingyuan was injured, and he had no power to resist for a while.

"Uncle Shi!" Suddenly, the Taoist priests in the Yuxu Palace halfway up the mountain exclaimed eagerly!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" At this moment, a clear Dao signal suddenly echoed in the middle of the Jade Void Palace, and along with this Dao number, there was an equally clear sword flower!

"Master!"

"Coach!"

Hearing this clear Taoist name, the Taoist priests suddenly felt a great shock in their hearts, as if as long as the owner of this voice was here, then everything in front of them was nothing at all.

Ye Qingxuan used everything in the past to not only establish such an image for the disciples in the Jade Void Palace, but even in the hearts of those Taoist disciples, the Qingxuan Dao Leader was almost no different from the omnipotent immortals.

This time, Ye Qingxuan did not disappoint them, only to see that with the arrival of the Dao number, there was also a bright and amazing sword light.

This sword light came first, and he didn't even blink an eye, so he came to the side of the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan, and then with a turn, he broke all the sword light of the Han family's fallen martial saint.

Not only that, but this sword light did not dissipate, but after breaking the sword light, a sword roar and a dragon roar sounded, and then the brilliance was displayed, and it fell towards the old man of the Han family.

"How can this be reasonable!The junior actually attacked the old man!" The Han family's Fallen Realm Martial Saint saw that he was about to succeed, but he didn't want to kill a Ye Qingxuan in the middle of the way, so he was careless, and he didn't even react much, and was firmly enveloped in Ye Qingxuan's perfect Qiangua Sword Sutra.

Ye Qingxuan's hand of the Qiangua, the Sword Sutra, was the real saint of the day, Kong Ran, and he was a little hurried to deal with, not to mention the current Fallen Martial Saint.

The majesty of the Fallen Realm Martial Saint is indeed majestic when facing the idle innate masters, but if it is against real innate masters such as Xiao Lie and Huo Quzhi, I am afraid that the old face of this old man will be slapped red by these two people.

And Ye Qingxuan was able to fight with these two people that day, not to mention that now, he has returned from wandering and his martial arts have improved even more.

Yes, no matter whether it is a sneak attack or not, the final fate of the old man of the Han family is the same, and the difference is just slow!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan's figure fell from the sky lightly, and then glanced at the Falling Martial Saint who was dealing with the Qiangua Sword Sutra at this time, and casually made a Dao number, and then pinched the sword trick in his hand, and suddenly a water light flashed, and it quickly merged into the Qiangua Sword Sutra.

Just one sword scripture is enough for this old man, not to mention that at this time, he has integrated into the sword formation after the Kan Hexagram Sword Sutra, just a moment of effort, and the old man who is still mighty and majestic will end up in disgrace.

In the incredulity on the faces of those Han family disciples, the wounds on the body of this Fallen Realm Martial Saint quickly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the blood of this old man stained the ground under his feet red.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan made another Dao number, and then said softly, "Layman, for no reason, you hit the Jade Void Palace of the Poor Dao, and the Poor Dao junior brother who also beat him vomited blood and was injured, at this time, one report and one report, in the eyes of the Poor Dao, it is excellent!"

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, the Han family's Fallen Realm Martial Saint only felt that his heart was depressed and abnormal, and after being depressed, he was extremely frightened, and now this old man couldn't wait to cut the disciple who was looking for the news with a thousand knives, just looking at Ye Qingxuan's ability to trap himself with a sword, how could he be just a Falling Realm Martial Saint?

Even if you are a real martial saint, I'm afraid you can't deal with yourself so easily!

"Senior brother, take this pill!" Without glancing at the old man again, Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and threw a healing pill exchanged from the system to the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest naturally trusted his senior brother very much, and when he saw Ye Qingxuan appearing to save him, he was extremely excited in his heart, and at this time he took the pill, raised his head and swallowed it in his stomach.

Although this pill is not the kind of Baiyang Pill that costs one thousand taels, the medicinal power is also good, but in a moment, the little Taoist's somewhat pale face regained a little blood.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan nodded lightly, and then his eyes fell on the Han family martial artist who was pressing the formation, and at the same time smiled lightly at the person on his face, and stepped forward, Ye Qingxuan's figure disappeared suddenly.

One of the principals of the Han family, when he saw Ye Qingxuan looking at him, he chuckled in his heart, but before he could react, he saw the figure of the Taoist priest, but it appeared in front of him very abruptly.

Then, the Taoist priest's raised right hand smashed down towards his head, and then, the head of the Han family only felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he didn't know anything!

"Bastard junior!!" The old man who was trapped in the sword array by Ye Qingxuan, seeing such a change, suddenly became angry in his heart, burst into a loud cry, turned the scimitar in his palm sideways, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and suddenly on the scimitar in his palm, the glory was great!

"Give the old man his life!!"