Looking at the huge palm facing him, Zhang Wuji still had no nervousness, stretched out his palm slightly, put his two fingers together, used his fingers as a sword, and stabbed out a sword.

The sword qi, the three-foot sword qi, under the shadow of Zhang Xu's wide palm, looked so dim, like a little drop of water mixed with the fire in the sky, a drop in the bucket, but how could the fire be extinguished.

However, sometimes, the result is often beyond everyone's expectations, that sword qi flickered, and it didn't seem to have any luster, but at the last moment, it was slashed on the huge palm shadow.

"Zheng-"

A melodious sword roar, in an instant, was filled in everyone's ears, making the body of the Qing Ming Emperor couldn't help but tremble, and his heart couldn't help but be horrified, this Zhang Wuji's cultivation is so high, I'm afraid that he has already touched the level of the legendary domain master?!

It seemed to verify his guess, and in the next second, the sword qi erupted, and suddenly, it exploded, turning into a sword light in the sky, one by one, flying out, cutting through the sky, and in an instant, the pupils filled everyone's eyes, and the silver light flickered, dazzling.

Faintly looking at the huge palm shadow that covered the sky, Zhang Wuji's sunny and handsome face inexplicably floated a faint smile, with a hint of disdain in the smile, although the other party's cultivation is high, almost on par with him, but he has cultivated several kinds of divine skills, and his skills are profound, which is more than ten times that of a martial artist of the same level.

However, what Zhang Wuji is best at is not swordsmanship, swordsmanship is just what he just practices with his surname, although it is not peerless, but he seems to have enough to use against this Qingying Emperor.

"Junior, go die!" The eyes of the Qing Ming Emperor were full of demonic blood, it was obvious that the exercises he practiced were to sacrifice the soul to be domineering, but the disadvantages and advantages coexisted, and it was precisely because of this that it was easy to be restrained everywhere in the face of the masculine Jiuyang True Qi, and it was difficult to exert a strong power.

With the agitation of his battle spirit, there seemed to be a strong smell of blood in the air, and faintly, above that giant hand, there was a layer of blood light wrapping, as if there were thousands of unjust souls and fierce spirits, screaming miserably in the blood light, echoing in the entire Sword Broken Peak Canyon. Under such a terrifying scene, it seems that the sword light in the sky has lost its color, and it is no longer as sharp as before.

Previously, knowing that it was Zhang Wuji who broke his dimensional space, he knew that Zhang Wuji's cultivation was not weak, and now it seems that the other party's cultivation is very high, and it is still above his imagination.

Qin Tian, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but be surprised, although this Qingying Emperor was a little arrogant, but others were arrogant, but this strength was strong, and on the Tianwu Continent, it was indeed in the top ranks, and there was no one who could beat him.

However, the two young men beside Qin Tian had a leisurely face, although Zhang Wuji's strength was not clear to them, if there were no extraordinary means, how could they be the most powerful existence among the great grandmasters with themselves, their eyes were all in Zhang Wuji's sword qi that was not very dazzling, and this was precisely the reason why these sword qi could not be defeated, although at this moment, it seemed that the blood-colored big hand was extremely powerful, but they all knew that the Qing Ming Emperor had been defeated.

The sword light flickered, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi was intertwined into a huge long sword, as if to verify the thoughts of the two young men, and in an instant, it was more and more empty, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and it was easy to twist the blood-colored big hand into pieces.

This scene was really unexpected, the mighty blood-colored hand, under this giant sword that was ten zhang long, was so pale and powerless, without the slightest resistance, it was already in the dazzling sword light, and it was twisted into nothingness.

A series of sounds like glass shattering, and the surrounding space suddenly turned into nothingness, leaving behind a huge black hole, cold and windy, as if trying to swallow everything. Chen Wei and the other mercenaries felt a huge suction, and the source of the suction was the huge black hole, which made their eyes suddenly split, and they fell into the spatial turbulence.

"Hmm. Seeing this scene, Qin Tian gestured slightly to the young man who looked like he was standing beside him, and saw the young man who seemed to be sick smile slightly, signaling that Qin Tian didn't have to care. Immediately, with a wave of their hand, Chen Wei and the others suddenly disappeared in place and appeared behind Qin Tian.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!" Chen Wei and the others felt as if they had passed through the void, appearing behind Qin Tian, and their hearts were shocked, but they quickly came back to their senses and saluted respectfully to Qin Tian and the others.

"Hmm!cough!" The sick young man coughed violently again, not looking at the people behind him, and looking intently at the-for-tat Qingming Emperor and Zhang Wuji. Chen Wei and the others didn't care, it was not easy for a master like this to come to the rescue, how could they dare to treat each other with courtesy.

"Senior, try my dragon claw hand!" The sunny smile on Zhang Wuji's face was still the same, almost at the same time, his right hand stretched forward, and his five fingers were slightly bent into claws to reach forward, and a powerful air flow in the void seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, combined together, conjuring up a huge dragon claw, with an incomparably powerful sound of breaking the sky, straight through the boundless sky, and shrouded towards the opposite Qingying Emperor.

"This is impossible!" Emperor Qingying's body trembled, and he shouted in disbelief, he was really a little unbelievable, in this short moment, the other party actually broke one of his most proud combat skills.

Looking at the huge dragon claw attacking him, the Qing Ying Emperor looked awe-inspiring, his hands were closed, and he shouted "Ning!", the surrounding space was instantly blocked by an invisible force, and the dragon claw hand was also imprisoned.

"Is this the power of space!?" Qin Tian muttered in a low voice, this power of space can only be reached by reaching the realm of Zhanzun, and it is difficult to do it without thousands of years if you want to use it flexibly.

"Shattered!" Zhang Wuji shouted in a low voice, the space in front of the Qingying Emperor was shattered, and the huge dragon claw hand phantom directly broke through the space, and appeared in front of the Qingying Emperor in an instant.

"What!" The Qing Ming Emperor was suddenly shocked, his stable space was shattered like this, fortunately, after all, he was a strong man who had been cultivating for many years, and the Qing Ming Emperor's reaction was not unpleasant, under the anger, the red light flashed in his hand, and a blood-colored long knife appeared out of thin air.

"Hum!" A piercing roar broke through the air, and the blood-colored long knife suddenly slashed out, wrapped in a blood-colored knife that was more than ten zhang long, and slashed straight towards the claws shrouded in the broken void.

"Jingling" A sharp and unpleasant sound of gold and iron clashing kept echoing in the entire sword broken peak, and in the air, the ripples were visible to the naked eye, and the slightest ripples were constantly stirring and scattering.

"Not bad!" Zhang Wuji praised in his mouth, for the strength of the other party, he is already the best to touch, although his cultivation is not low, but compared to himself, there is still a big gap, so for him, it is extremely simple to defeat the opponent.

"Qiankun Great Shift-Absorb Gods and Demons!" At that moment, Zhang Wuji shouted, his hands were drawn in the void, and then he led back, and the surrounding space was undergoing some kind of change, and an incomparable suction force attacked towards the Qingying Emperor.

What a shrewd person the Qing Ming Emperor was, seeing this, his face changed dramatically at the moment, and he secretly said 'not good' in his heart! However, since Zhang Wuji has already made a move, where can he still have a chance to retreat, step out, as if boasting the boundaries of space, it is in front of him.

"Seven Wounds Fist!" Zhang Wuji let out a low cry in his heart, and waved his fist extremely quickly.

"Seven Wounds Boxing" Kongtong faction handed down martial arts, this punch when the momentum is strong, there are seven different forces in a punch, or fierce, or feminine, or rigid in soft, or soft in rigidity, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward, the enemy can not resist this steady stream of strength, will be deeply injured.

But if this Seven Injuries Fist is practiced by a person whose internal strength has not been perfected, it will be extremely harmful to himself. There are two qi in the human body, yin and yang, five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and one practice has seven injuries, and all seven are injured. Therefore, the so-called "seven wounds" are to hurt oneself first, and then to hurt others. However, a great grandmaster like Zhang Wuji is even more powerful when he uses it, and he will not leave any harm to himself.

The fist shadow flashed, intertwined into a fist shadow, and when the air shrouded and fell, in an instant, it was the whole person of the Qingying Emperor Monarch who was enveloped in it, he only felt that the protective qi outside his body was stagnant, and the space that had been broken was involuntarily closed again, and his body could no longer move.

In all directions, there were fierce huge fist shadows, boundless fist shadows, which made people feel cold to the bone, and there was an invisible and qualitative pressure around them, making the Qing Ming Emperor feel as if even the air had been frozen, and even breathing began to become difficult.

"Poof!"

Unable to support it anymore, the Qingying Emperor only felt that his body seemed to be pressed against the entire Tianwu Continent, and those fist shadows that should have been ethereal and ethereal, at this moment, they were as heavy as a mountain, making him unable to resist at all, just supporting a few breaths of work, and he knelt on the ground alive.

"Bump-!" There was a dull sound, and the shadow of the fist in the sky fell on the Qingying Emperor, causing the black qi on the Qingying Emperor's body to dissipate suddenly, and the gorgeous black clothes were already in tatters, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was constantly flowing.