"This ...... Who is this? ...... Where did it come from?"

"This man's breath ...... It's really strong!"

"It's not good, when this person comes, there may be variables, hurry up and kill that kid Ren Xiaoyao!"

With the appearance of the man who flew from the moon, a commotion broke out among the people, and everyone did not know the identity of this person, but the breath of this person was something that everyone could feel - extremely powerful!

This man came dressed in stars and moons, dressed in white, floating out of the dust. Seeing that his age is like that of an old man, he is dressed in white clothes and white beard and white hair, especially the white hair, which is nearly half a meter long, fluttering with the wind, but it adds a bit of fairy wind to it.

Although he has a white beard and white hair, this person has crane hair and a childish face, and his face is resolute and angular.

In his hand, a long sword shining with cold light was almost more dazzling than his people, and the three-foot blade had a little green light on it, but all people's eyes looked at it, and it was difficult to look at it directly-that sharp sword blade was actually able to cut off the gaze! And the old man's eyes, although they were as bright as stars, made people feel strange when they looked at them: they seemed to have seen two incomparably deep black holes.

The old man and the Qingfeng long sword are all one, giving people a feeling of being impenetrable and unfathomable.

The old man flew down from the moon, attracting everyone's attention and giving everyone a chance to breathe. Needless to say, Ren Xiaoyao had already used the Nine Shadows Phantom Body Combat Technique, and no matter how bad it was, he could support it for a while, and the Thunder Pool Holy Land master Situ Xing, who had previously been used by him to perform the Dou Zhuan Star Shift, had also recovered from his weakness. After all, the old man Situ Xing had the strength of the early stage of the seventh layer of the King Realm, and he was the strongest among all the people present, and there was an unknown visitor at this time, so naturally he came forward to negotiate.

He flew up and came to the white-bearded old man who was far away, and said with a little caution: "In the Lower Thunder Pool Holy Land Situ Xing, you haven't asked your Excellency for identity yet?"

The white-bearded and white-haired old man just glanced indifferently and looked at Situ Xing, but he didn't speak.

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly full of indifference, and it can even be said to be an insult. This Situ Xing is also a master in the early stage of the seventh layer of the King Realm, and he can rank second in the Thunder Pool Holy Land, and he can be said to be high on weekdays. But today, he was first planted in the hands of Ren Xiaoyao, a junior, and was insulted by a stranger in front of him!

For a while, Situ Xing's anger surged, and he shouted angrily: "Don't be ashamed of your face, kick your nose and eyes!" Hmph, what kind of mystery is playing with the old man, quickly report to the name, get out of the house quickly, the two holy lands and the demons jointly do things, and idlers are not close!"

Although his words were hard, he also had to move out the names of the two holy places and the nine demon clans at the end of his words, after all, the strength of this white-bearded old man was not bad, and Situ Xing could only use the names of the holy land and the demon land to suppress people, hoping to deter this white-bearded old man.

But this time, the white-bearded old man pouted with even more indifference and disdain, and finally spoke: "The two holy lands? hehe, it's really a good and glorious life, since when did the holy land also work together with the nine demon clans?"

"You...... Don't be nosy, whether it's the Holy Land or the Demon Land, it's not something you can afford to mess with!" Situ Xing saw that the other party heard the name of the Holy Land and the Demon Clan, but he was still indifferent, and his heart couldn't help but sink. However, although his heart is weak, he still can't lose his momentum as soon as he comes up.

Seeing this, several other masters of the Thunder Pool Holy Land had already stepped forward one after another, standing side by side with Situ Xing to help him strengthen his strength.

Those masters of the Tianyan Holy Land also looked at each other a few times, and then came to the other side not too reluctantly, faintly forming a corner with the people of the Thunder Pool Holy Land, and could pinch the white-bearded old man at any time. And the eight demon young people are secretly retreating, they are self-aware, knowing that with their strength, they can't threaten the old man in front of them at all.

The white-bearded old man didn't even look at everyone with disdain, and he didn't care at all about everyone's coercion. On the contrary, he set his eyes on Ren Xiaoyao in the distance, and at the same time, there was a hint of gentleness and even a little appreciation in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, everyone was slightly angry, but Ren Xiaoyao was slightly shocked.

Who was this old man, and why did he suddenly appear and interrupt the battle? And the old man's eyes when he looked at him, although he was not angry and arrogant, but he gave Ren Xiaoyao a sense of closeness.

The people from the Heavenly Flame Holy Land and the Thunder Pool Holy Land looked at each other for a moment, secretly communicating with their soul powers. Today, they have a murderous heart for Ren Yao, but the inexplicable appearance of the white-bearded old man in front of them hinders their plans. Naturally, they won't give up so easily, so this old man has to deal with it!

"If we don't retreat, don't blame us for being polite!" Situ Xing shouted.

"You're welcome, what can you do?" the white-bearded old man frowned coldly.

"Okay, good, good! This is what you asked for!" Situ Xing was furious, and the others had already gritted their teeth secretly, and with a wave of Situ Xing's hand, everyone was ready for battle. "Together, those who challenge the majesty of the Holy Land are equivalent to begging for death!"

"Up!"

The more than ten masters of the King Realm in the Tianyan Holy Land and the Thunder Pool Holy Land actually pounced on them at the same time like a pack of wolves driving away tigers. It is true that wolves can defeat tigers, and the masters of the two holy lands also think the same way-with their own numbers, even if this old man is powerful, there is nothing to fear.

But the old man remained motionless, quietly waiting for everyone to come.

It wasn't until more than a dozen people attacked in front of him that the old man finally moved. The Qingfeng long sword in his hand slashed slightly, but he glanced at Ren Xiaoyao at the same time as he moved, and suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao only felt a shock in his mind, and a majestic and rich voice sounded in his heart: "Look at it!"

"Huh?!" Ren Xiaoyao was shocked, this kind of sound transmission skill was different from the soul communication he had seen on weekdays, but it seemed to be a voice directly in the depths of his soul! This hand alone surprised Ren Xiaoyao, this old man's methods are indeed powerful!

However, Ren Xiaoyao is still very obedient, in fact, if the old man doesn't say it, Ren Xiaoyao will definitely pay full attention and watch this battle. However, since the old man said it, it is possible that he can show it to Ren Xiaoyao, so that Ren Xiaoyao can learn and understand something from it.

"Qinggang Sword, sweep Qianqiu!"

The white-bearded old man swept the body of the fairy wind bone with his sword, and it turned very naturally and smoothly, starting from the legs, driving the waist, torso, and arms, and then the long sword. It looks like it's slow, but it's lightning fast!

Swish......

The cyan with purple sword light swept out, and a layer of ripples like water ripples rippled out, forming a protective shield.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The attacks of the major masters that came from all directions slammed into the water wave shield one after another, exploding. The sound of the explosion was deafening, but the white-bearded old man was an independent center, standing still. With so many attacks, he didn't even touch the hem of his clothes!

"This ...... It's really amazing!" Ren Xiaoyao looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The blow of the old man just now seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact it had been perfected, and the so-called Dao Zhi Jian was probably in this state.

It's a pity that although Ren Xiaoyao also uses a sword, the level of the sword that can be used is still in the state of sword moves, and he can only use it if he learns a certain sword technique, at most, on the basis of the combat technique, he can make some improvements and adaptations. As for the profound sword intent of Dao Zhijian, he couldn't understand it.

However, the sword just now, he kept it firmly in his heart, and he took it out repeatedly in the future to think about it, and maybe he would gain something.

The sword of the white-bearded old man also completely shocked the people of the two holy lands. They were originally full of confidence, and with so many people besieging them, their idea was that even if this old man was powerful, he would definitely not be able to take care of the beginning and the end, and there would always be omissions. In this way, they can take advantage of the large number of people and gain a certain advantage. But what they didn't expect was that the old man's sword moves were so domineering, even to the point of perfection, which was enough to do everything.

Everyone's hearts suddenly sank, and their confidence in fighting against this white-bearded old man had dropped by half.

And at this time, it can be regarded as the real beginning of the battle. Because the old man moved.

The white-bearded old man took a step, seemingly a small step that seemed to be unremarkable, but it shrank into inches, and in a blink of an eye, he was a hundred meters away! A distance of 100 meters is indeed nothing for a strong man, but after all, it takes time to arrive, but this white-bearded old man only took one step to arrive, which is definitely not something that ordinary body skills can do!

"The laws of space?!" Ren Xiaoyao almost exclaimed again.

The reason why he guessed that this was the law of space was because he had seen a similar method before, that is, his eldest brother Wen Lingnan, the King of Xianyun Star, Wen Lingnan, had also used a trick to freeze time and space, but that kind of method was even more powerful than this shrinking into inches. After all, it was the dual law of time and space, and what the white-bearded old man used was just a simple law of space.

However, this was enough to amaze Ren Yao, and even more enough to terrify the people of the two holy lands.

The target of the white-bearded old man was none other than the second master of the strongest Thunder Pool Holy Land, Situ Xing.

He shrank into inches, and came to Situ Xing in an instant, the two faced each other, and the distance was no more than three meters, for people of their level, this was not a distance at all!

Situ Xing trembled all over, and his heart was pounding wildly. This is the first time in the hundreds of years and nearly thousands of years that he has had this kind of terrifying feeling, because this feeling comes from the threat of foreign objects to life! With the increase of strength, people's perception will become more and more sensitive, and some people will have a premonition before facing a great disaster, and even some people can predict the date of their own death, which is not impossible.

At this time, Situ Xing had this premonition -- right now, it seemed that it was his own time of death! Even if he didn't die, he was afraid that it would be a big disaster!

"Ho!"

Situ Xing roared, and the thunder attribute star power all over his body flowed violently. How can he say that he is also a master of the seventh layer of the King Realm, his cultivation is not easy to come by, how can he accept his fate? He is ready to fight to the death, even if he is really killed, he must pull the opponent to his back!

Everyone else also saw this scene, and the people in the Lei Chi Holy Land were all nervous, and at the same time, they all struggled to make a move, hoping to be able to hold Situ Xing's hand.

The people in the Heavenly Flame Holy Land also felt a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox, but no one rushed forward to help—not that they didn't help, but they all knew that this kind of help was meaningless. Situ Xing and the white-bearded old man were so close, and the strength of the two was the strongest among all the people present, and no one could interfere in the battle between them.

The only thing they could do was to attack the white-bearded old man from the side, in order to take advantage of the opportunity to inflict damage on him. But this possibility is also extremely small, after all, the old man has just cracked everyone's attack with a casual swing of his sword.

"Heavenly Thunder Shield!"

Situ Xing let out a loud shout, and the thunder attribute star power on his body converged into a condensed purple-blue light shield. The lightning flashed, and his whole person was like a ball of thunder and lightning, and he couldn't see anyone at all.

And the range where the white-bearded old man was at this time, just on the edge of the thunder and lightning cluster, there was a crackling sound coming out, and the electric shock was on his body, but he didn't care. At the same time, the Qingfeng long sword in his hand swung out again, and at the same time drank softly in his mouth:

"Qinggang Sword, Heavenly Star Silence Thunder!"

Suddenly, the blue light mixed with the purple light poured out from the Qinggang sword, but with the convergence of the blue light and the purple light, a strange blue light was formed, like the light of a bright star.

And as soon as these blue lights converged, the rolling thunder light that lingered around Situ Xing not far away began to tremble, as if they had encountered a fearful natural enemy!