With the laughter of the old man, a faint light mask appeared on Ye Yi's body, isolating Ye Yi from the surrounding world, allowing him to comprehend with peace of mind.

In the field, the momentum of the three of them reached its peak, a gust of wind blew, blowing away the dark clouds and covering the sun, and the wind said lightly: "Master Wu, in order to lead out, the people behind you are the only ones who have killed you with a cheeky face." ”

Boom!

In the faint voice, in Xingfeng's palm, there was an extra blood-colored long knife.

Xingfeng looked at this knife, on it, the bright light, and said affectionately: "Beauty is like water, the name of this knife, the beauty knife, has spent one hundred and twenty years with me, and now, it will drink blood." ”

The Cold Moon Flying Knife in Wu Yue's hand, holding it in his hand, laughed: "It's just a divine weapon, what am I afraid of." ”

"Really?"

This is a question, or a rhetorical question, no, this is a sigh.

A deep sigh came out of Xingfeng's throat, long and deep.

Then, he took a step forward, and the clothes on his body, puffed up without wind, filled with a sense of terrifying power, and in an instant, turned into a puff of green smoke, turned into a ray, and disappeared.

Rumble!

Wu Yue rushed out with a palm, and the air flow around his body caused a gust of wind, and in the sky, it exploded violently, huge and violent. In the surrounding space, a series of cannons rang out, cracked, and a large amount of sand and soil on the ground were shaken up by this blow, forming an overwhelming momentum, rolling up wildly, and violently hitting the wind.

In the middle of the air, the wind walker laughed loudly, and his left palm, also a push, turned violently around his body, and a bright light waved out around him, with a circle of airflow, detonating, popping, tearing the air, the sound sounded violently.

Everyone present felt a blazing breath rushing towards them.

Bang!

In just two blinks of an eye, the palms of the two people, suddenly, overlapped together, Wu Yue immediately felt uncomfortable in his chest, and the true qi of his whole body seemed to be unable to function, as if he had been forcibly sealed and cultivated.

"The strength of the Emperor of Heaven is so powerful, this is the realm where the Emperor of Heaven is supreme, turning into nothing and lawless!"

An extremely frightened thought rose from Wu Yue's heart.

Bang!

The two of them took a step back at the same time, but they wanted to be safer than empty.

Wu Yue, however, spit out violently, a large mouthful of blood, which was mixed with countless liver fragments.

Xingfeng's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his right hand, a sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a dazzling light pierced the void and illuminated the sky.

This is a cold and dignified sword, and the name of this knife is "Beauty Knife".

The sword is sharpened! The light shines brightly, and the sky collapses.

Sou!

A dark blue knife light, rushing to the sky, like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, flew through the air, turned into a sky of sword shadows, like a peacock opening the screen, an exhibition and a close, this sky knife shadow, and turned into a bright streamer with a long tail. The divine light ran through the entire space, towards Wu Yue, and fell on his head.

This is the wind and ready to strike.

"The beauty knife is worthy of being a sixth-order secret treasure, it's a pity, it's a pity, this sword is a defective product, hey, it's a pity, otherwise, I will lose this move." ”

Just when the crimson sword shadow came out of the sheath violently, Wu Yue was startled at first, and then, it was a terrifying force, surging out from the Cold Moon Flying Knife in his hand, which made people feel a vast, profound, and majestic aura.

A Heavenly Emperor, his strength is immeasurable.

The ultimate of human beings is the Emperor of Heaven, this realm, in the books of the human race, is a record of a very high realm, above the Emperor of Heaven is said to be the legendary level, the Heavenly Sage, the Earth Xuan Emperor, the Sky Xuan Sheng, the Super Dou Huang, the Chaos Fighting Saint, God.

Although the Emperor of Heaven is strong, there is also a difference between the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven.

Some are heavenly emperors who have been sanctified in the flesh, and their physical strength has reached the apex of human beings. This is called the Fighting Soul Heavenly Emperor.

Some are, the Emperor of the Divine Soul, which means that the soul is transcendent and holy.

Obviously, the wind is the soul, the extremely strong master of the Heavenly Emperor, even if the heavens and the earth are destroyed, my body is immortal, the sun and the moon, coexist with me.

The realm of the Heavenly Emperor is like a boundless sea, where countless creatures, each showing their magical powers, want to go to the sea, hoping to reach the ultimate in martial arts.

It's a pity that the sea is like a drop in the ocean, and there are tens of millions of people who can cross the sea, and no one can cross it.

Crossing the sea, not returning, let you be an invincible genius, but also in this endless waves, ups and downs.

"You can't kill me, even if the Emperor of Heaven is the sea, I will cross it. ”

Wu Yue roared angrily, his eyes were like electricity, his beard was open, his iron palm was like a knife, his hand was grappling and grasping, and the beauty knife that was churning endlessly, his body flashed, and in an instant, he moved out of Zhangyuan, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he swept the wind.

"Naive. ”

Xingfeng looked indifferent, not frightened, the cloud was light and the wind was light, but he was running his true qi with all his might, and when he held the knife, the beauty knife "Zheng" sounded, making a melodious sound, and the blade shook violently, flying up and down.

It made Wu Yue more and more difficult to hold the divine knife, and suddenly felt that it was extremely difficult, and every second was consumed, and a huge amount of true qi was consumed.

"Master Wu, you are just a cultivator of the ninth order of the Heavenly King, and you are not my opponent at all, so let's call the ancestor of your family, or, the master behind it, come out. ”

Xingfeng sighed lightly and persuaded lightly.

Obviously, bullying a junior heavenly king, he has no sense of accomplishment.

"Haha, if you want our ancestors to come forward and do the wind, you are not worthy. ”

At this moment, a strong momentum flew from behind, and Wu Fei, who was dressed in white, finally made a move. Fighting tiger brothers, going into battle with father and son, although the Wu family has endless internal fighting, but when it comes to dealing with foreign enemies, it is a time to share weal and woe, life and death.

The white clothes fluttered, and Wu Fei rushed to the sky.

In the air, he stretched out his hand as white as jade, and with a snap of his fingers, a green invisible true qi,

Condensed out of thin air, in the shape of a sword, without a hilt, it flew towards the wind.

"Flesh and blood, iron walls, Admiralty gods, outside me. ”

This golden bell jar is a method of external cultivation. It is a Xuan-level intermediate level exercise.

Wu Fei, this powerful sword, shot on Xingfeng's body, was blocked by a layer of transparent golden bell.

Wu Fei was furious, his ten fingers stretched out, and ten terrifying sword qi shot out quickly.

This is the Heavenly Finger, which is very strong, and it is a martial art that uses the power of one's own body to condense the true qi to the outside and transmit it out, which can cause the destruction of any obstacle.

The energy soared in the air, and finally exploded, with great power and lethality, which could explode the warrior's body and directly damage his soul.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Huh"

The terrifying ten sword qi, even if it is the wind of the Admiralty Protector, does not dare to hold it up, flashes quickly, and resists.

The afterimage flashed, and the wind dodged, dodging a total of ten swords.

The last sword qi, flickering left and right, fluctuating, elusive trajectory, impossible to resist.

The cold light in Xingfeng's eyes flashed, and he saw that the sword qi stabbed towards his left chest, and at a glance at the corner of his eye, the position it stabbed from, Xingfeng knew it in his heart, and with a movement under his feet, he drew an arc, shifting his shape, and shaking out a series of afterimages, this energy, the condensed sword, even the corners of his clothes, were not cut.

Ten fierce and powerful energies, after splitting the air at once, with a "boom", in the air, exploded, shocked, and a strong energy storm blew away in all directions.

"Powerful, invisible and unintentional, make the sky finger. Presumably, this is the Wu Jiaxuan-level beginner-level combat technique,"

Dodging the Heavenly Finger, Xingfeng shouted loudly and roared, "However, for me, this bit of strength, you are still too weak. ”

As he spoke, the beauty knife in his hand was violent, bursting out with a bloody light and rising into the sky.

The mighty terrifying energy was instantly vigorous, causing Wu Yue's palm to tremble violently, and finally, he couldn't hold it, so that the beauty knife struggled to fly out.

Xingfeng held the beauty knife in his hand, and faced with the two masters of the Wu family, he was always light and light, and made an understatement.

The figure flashed, dodging again and again, only to see that he was strolling leisurely, in the void, as if he was facing the strong attack of the two masters of the Wu family, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

His calmness and calmness made Wu Fei and Wu Yue's eyes more and more solemn.

In the hearts of the two of them, they couldn't help but shout wildly: "Could it be that the master of the Heavenly Emperor is really so strong." Is it invincible?"

The style is too terrible, it is worthy of being a figure who has been famous for hundreds of years, a master of the Emperor of Heaven!