The dragon and phoenix Tianxiang were flying quickly in the direction of the Northern Heavenly King's Palace, and behind him, there were many martial arts monks.

Because there was a translucent spiritual curtain on the chariot, they couldn't see the faces of the people inside.

It's just that all the martial cultivators have fear in their eyes.

And Wang Chaosheng, Xu Peipei and the others were all excited when they saw Qin Feng easily kill the two martial saints with one sword.

In particular, those disciples were even more incredulous.

On weekdays, when they heard the name of the Martial Saint, they would tremble with fright, but now, they were easily killed by Qin Feng, as if they had pinched two ants to death.

This made them look forward to the path of cultivation even more.

Qin Feng sat in the dragon and phoenix heavenly incense chariot, and his palm floated with a transparent light the size of a mung bean, which was composed of countless transparent silk threads, with panic and heavenly might.

This was the killing opportunity generated by the rules of heaven and earth after he killed the two martial saints, but it was easily collected by him.

"Less." Qin Feng said to himself.

At this time, as the confidence of those Dao disciples became more and more sufficient, in addition to this killing opportunity, there was also a convergence of luck.

It's just that these gathered luck are like rootless trees, which can be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

"The Northern Heavenly King is here." Wang Chaosheng saw hundreds of figures suddenly appear in the sky above the palace, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and immediately said to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had already discovered it, but he was silent.

However, the five disciples of Wang Chaosheng and his wife were not too nervous.

They saw the strength that Qin Feng showed, and felt that even if they couldn't defeat the Northern Heavenly King, it was still about the same to fight.

Wu Xiu, who followed behind him, showed a nervous look.

It didn't take long for the figure of the Northern Heavenly King to appear instantly, he was tall and burly, and his momentum was like a mountain.

Behind him, there were hundreds of martial arts masters.

"Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for many years, so let's continue the unfinished battle last time." The Northern Heavenly King said lightly.

With that, he suddenly raised his hand and punched out.

This punch, the fist intent turned into countless mountains, the mountains have dragon veins entrenched, its momentum is majestic, and the power is shocking.

Just as it represents heaven and earth, those who face it will feel their own insignificance, and they will feel irresistible, as if they will have no other thoughts than worship.

The disciples around the Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Incense Rim, although they were shrouded by Qin Feng's divine thoughts, did not rise to worship, but they were also panicked in their hearts.

However, they were obviously taken by the power of this punch, which shook their confidence just now, and the gathered luck suddenly began to surge, and it seemed that it was about to dissipate soon.

Only Wang Chaosheng and Xu Peipei can remain normal.

And those martial arts monks, although they were suppressed, involuntarily knelt down.

However, because they felt the power of this punch, their confidence in martial arts also rose, and they felt that the demon path in the middle of the chariot was absolutely impossible to parry.

"It's a win!"

"This is really unimaginable power of heaven and earth."

"It's incredible that martial arts fist intent can come to such a point."

They are all full of self-confidence, and their momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Just when all the martial arts momentum reached its peak, a jade-colored sword light, with a thunder light, slashed out of the chariot.

Everyone who saw this sword felt suppressed.

This sword instantly slashed at the dragon vein of the fist.

This dragon vein didn't have any resistance and was directly torn apart.

And the sword light pierced through the mountain peaks in an instant.

In an instant, the fist intent of the Northern Heavenly King's punch was directly smashed.

The pupils of the Northern Heavenly King shrank dramatically, and he wanted to hide, but found that there was nowhere to hide.

Suddenly, a slight crack appeared on his forehead.

"It can't be...... I am destiny...... Why ......," muttered the Northern Heavenly King.

And at this moment, that tiny crack instantly spread to his whole body.

Immediately after, the body of the King of Tianbei instantly collapsed into pieces.

At this moment, the eyes of all the martial arts monks were glazed, and their self-confidence was shattered like glass falling from a height.

Immediately, their eyes showed boundless horror, and their faces turned pale.

All the exaltation, as well as the self-confidence and pride in front of the Daomen, were all shattered.

At this time, they were extremely suspicious and wavering about the path of martial arts.

The path of martial arts, even if you survive the catastrophe, what about it? Even the Daomen powerhouse couldn't catch a sword.

At this moment, dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder roared.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he immediately collected the Heaven and Earth Killing Machine again.

And the dark clouds in the sky came and went quickly, and soon the sky was clear.

Wang Chaosheng, Xu Peipei and his wife, and the five disciples, all widened their eyes, revealing disbelief.

A catastrophe powerhouse, the Northern Heavenly King with the Mandate of Heaven, was destroyed under Qin Feng's sword.

Originally, they thought that even if Qin Feng won, it would need a fierce battle.

"Now it seems that Chu Potian appeared, and at most there would be a draw." Wang Chaosheng and others thought so in their hearts.

Immediately, their faith soared.

At this time, there was a trace of luck, gathered from all directions.

And the luck of martial arts began to dissipate under the collapse of confidence.

The dragon and phoenix heavenly incense chariot flew towards the Northern Heavenly King's Mansion again, and all the martial cultivators stood in place in a daze, full of despair and fear.

The few martial saints who followed the Northern Heavenly King were still in shock, and when they saw the dragon and phoenix Tianxiang flying over, they forgot to dodge for a while.

Immediately afterwards, another sword slashed out, and these martial saints directly turned into ashes.

When Wu Xiu in the back saw this scene, his body trembled, and he involuntarily retreated to both sides, allowing the dragon and phoenix Tianxiang to fly by.

At this time, the Imperial Palace of the Capital of the Tianyuan Realm was in a large hall.

"Zhou Liang, if you want to block that Daomen real person, just block it yourself, Liu will not accompany you, and you don't want to think about it, the cultivation of the Northern Heavenly King will all die with a sword, your Eastern Heavenly King and the Northern Heavenly King are only between each other, if it is in the Northern Land, you are still better than it, take your life to block?" A bald middle-aged man said with a cold face.

Zhou Liang looked at the middle-aged man, before he called that man a demon demon, but now he has become a real person, it is really a wallgrass.

However, he was disdainful in his heart, but his mouth was tired: "I can't stop it, but someone can." ”

The bald middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his heart jumped, and he said in a low voice: "Could it be that Senior Chu is back?" ”

You must know that Chu Potian is the object of his worship since he was a child.

He was a rising star, and he only rose after Chu Potian left the Tianyuan Realm.

Zhou Liang glanced at him indifferently, did not answer him, but said respectfully towards the depths of the main hall: "Welcome back to Brother Chu." ”