Fang Ze couldn't move anymore holding the white bead in his hand, frantically absorbing these powers, but this scene made the eyes of others red.

Yuwen Xiu glared at Fang Ze and shouted, "You are so daring! Dare to absorb the origin of the gods here. ”

Zhao Pengzhou's eyes were a little red with even more jealousy.

He didn't dare to pull out the Tiangang Sword by Zhao Jue's side, the Tiangang Sword had to be the kind of Qi that reigned over the world to be used, but before the Xuanhuang Sword, the Tiangang Sword was lowered, and the effect was not as good as when he was fighting the enemy alone.

But Zhao Pengzhou didn't just know how to make sword moves, he roared, and his right fist shot out a fist shadow hovering the golden dragon and smashed towards Fang Ze.

Hong Tian didn't know what happened to Fang Ze, but he knew that the person next to him was his companion.

Hong Tiandu reluctantly stepped forward to block in front of Fang Ze, roared lowly, and punched.

There seemed to be a small mountain phantom in the air of this punch, and Hong Tiandu punched it out, the hill was broken by a strong impact from the middle, and the upper end of the mountain peak flew out and interrupted, with an unrivaled fist and the golden dragon phantom fist that Zhao Pengzhou hit together.

There was a bang, and the golden dragon and the shattered mid-mountain collided together with a loud noise, and everyone present seemed to feel their bodies shake except for the master of the Law Realm.

Zhao Pengzhou's boxing skills are somewhat famous, but he has not practiced hard in both fists after all.

Although Hong Tiandu may be a little weaker in terms of combat skills, his rigidity is extremely distinct, and he even overwhelmed Zhao Pengzhou.

Zhao Pengzhou hurriedly took out another palm, and the palm power turned into a barrier like a high-hanging mirror, blocking the remaining fist strength of Hong Tiandu's mountain-destroying fist, and Zhao Pengzhou took a step back because of the law backlash.

Hong Tiandu laughed and said, "Zhao Pengzhou, if you take the Tiangang Sword to fight me, I will respect you for three points, compared to fist and foot kung fu, you are a little apprentice." ”

Zhao Pengzhou snorted coldly.

At this time, when Zhao Pengzhou and Hong Tian were both moving, Zhao Jue had already come into contact with Chengyang Daoren.

Zhao Jue's Xuanhuang Sword is peculiar, and it is positioned in the direction where it forms a space, where the Xuanhuang Sword points to, where it is the center, it can be defined up and down, left and right, and it can be done naturally.

Although Zhao Jue saw that Fang Ze beside him had obtained the Heavenly God Origin, he did not directly attack Fang Ze.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that Chengyang Dao people put great pressure on him.

Cheng Yang swept out with one finger, and after the origin of the heavenly god, he directly turned into a phantom and disappeared into space, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Zhao Jue.

Cheng Yang held a sword in his left hand, and he didn't know when there was an extra whisk in his right hand, this whisk was a silver handle, and the silk threads in front of him were also silver, but it was different from the normal whisk, the silk threads were like flowing mercury, and when they were soft, they were indeed soft, and when they were hard, they seemed to be able to destroy gold and jade.

And this dust seems to be elegant, but it gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if the Nine Heavens Galaxy is condensed in this ups and downs.

After this dust was taken out, it was on par with the Xuanhuang Sword in Zhao Jue's hand, and it looked like a grade treasure soldier.

Cheng Yang swept the Heavenly God Origin to Fang Ze, the purpose was to let Fang Ze get his hands first, and then he could free up his hands to deal with this Zhao Jue, restrain Zhao Jue and let him not make a move against Fang Ze, at this time his goal had been achieved, but he never thought that Fang Ze could not move for a special reason.

Although he didn't know why Fang Ze didn't move, Cheng Yang didn't panic.

The dust in his hand swept forward gently, it seemed that the clouds were light, but as soon as the dust moved, it seemed to be a galaxy, and it slashed towards Zhao Jue.

Zhao Jue snorted coldly, and the Xuanhuang Sword in his hand suddenly struck upward, and in an instant, a huge whirlpool seemed to appear in the galaxy, like a galaxy, and the various oppressions of the dust swept away quickly rolled into it.

But his Xuanhuang Sword, which is the origin of heaven and earth, and the feeling of controlling all spatial directions has also weakened a lot, and it turned out to be evenly divided.

And at this moment, Han Ye, the Demon Heaven Gate Master with dark red hair and eyes who was fighting with Cheng Yang just now, attacked from behind.

Han Ye was wearing a pair of gloves on his hands, this pair of gloves looked a bit like Fang Ze's ghost hands, but they were even more powerful.

The gloves were blood-red, sharp as ghost claws, metallic to the touch, yet moving like a creature.

These gloves actually looked like they were alive, growing on Han Ye's hands.

This is the blood demon hand of the divine soldier that once terrified the people in the rivers and lakes of Tianzhou, but this pair of gloves is not so much a divine soldier as a demon soldier, and it is said that it was created by a blood sacrifice for unknown people.

Han Ye saw that Zhao Jue and Chengyang Dao seemed to be entangled together, so he wanted to take advantage, and the blood demon hands in both hands grabbed the top of the heads of the two of them respectively, and actually attacked the two of them at once.

However, who is also a person at the level of the Fa Phase, who can give him such an opportunity?

Cheng Yang Fuchen reversed backwards, drawing a circle around his body, and in an instant, there seemed to be a Milky Way around him, and he could faintly see the shining galaxies in the Milky Way, and just like that, the blood demon hand in the air was blocked by the Milky Way light point that appeared out of thin air, and it seemed to be only separated by Chi Qi, but the Milky Way was a moat, and it couldn't be beaten no matter how it was.

Zhao Jue took a step back from his sword, and at the same time his left fist shot upward, colliding with Han Ye's blood demon hand, the two collided and did not make a very powerful sound, but there was a trace of annihilation power, under this strength and power, Zhao Jue took three steps back, and Cheng Yang, who had just blocked the attack of the blood demon hand, also trembled, and Han Ye was in the air, his body froze, fell the next moment, disappeared directly, and when he appeared, he was already behind Zhao Jue.

He stabbed his left hand directly forward, stabbing Zhao Jue's neck.

And Zhao Jue's face was expressionless, he didn't turn his head, the Xuanhuang sword in his hand suddenly stabbed back, from the shoulder to the back, this sword stabbed out before it touched the blood demon's hand, and the direction in the entire space was deflected again.

Zhao Jue's sword changed the gravity of the upper and lower spaces.

Although Han Ye grabbed the back of Zhao Jue's neck stalk with his blood demon hand from behind, he couldn't control himself at this time, and the whole person was carried backwards by a huge force, which was the power of space, not his own power.

For a moment, he moved away from Zhao Jue.

But Zhao Jue touched his blood demon hand and felt that his qi and blood were being moved, and there seemed to be a faint feeling of qi and blood leaking out of his body, and he didn't hold it up, Xuanhuang Jian put on a defensive posture, neither forward, but also not backward.

These three Dharma masters had already exchanged several moves in just a few moments, and their speed far exceeded the level of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

Zhao Jue looked at Fang Ze while defending, mainly staring at the Heavenly God Origin in his hand.

Cheng Yang also discovered this.

Cheng Yang didn't want him to get the origin of the gods.

He held the whisk in his right hand, and the splendor of his left hand flashed, and the sword disappeared, and suddenly a small pot appeared, this pot was amphora, blue, and looked very simple, but it exuded a sense of mystery.