Just after the banquet ended, everyone was drunk like mud, suddenly! The ground began to shake slightly, and as time went on, the shaking increased in amplitude until it changed violently, like an earthquake.

"What's going on, is the plane going to start merging again?"

Everyone panicked, and the drunken man suddenly came to his senses.

At this moment, an extremely angry voice came from afar: "Who is Xiang Wentian, get out of this saint, kill my child, I will let you Wuhun Hall chicken dog not stay." ”

At this moment, Xiang Wentian's heart was solemn, and he thought: Who is it? To be able to make such an earth-shattering roar, this person can make the ground tremble with his momentum alone, and his strength is definitely above his own, and he has already entered the holy realm of cultivation. Thinking of this, Xiang Wentian said to everyone: "You go to the city wall to defend yourself, and I will go out to see who it is who dares to come to the Martial Spirit Hall to spread wild." ”

After speaking, Xiang Wentian immediately turned on the martial spirit, instigated the demon angel behind him, and flew out. Xiang Wentian flew ten thousand meters above the Martial Spirit City, and saw that the black pressure in the distance was all people dressed in black armor, and the armor was engraved with two golden characters of "Leaving Hatred". Xiang Wentian suddenly remembered: "Leaving the Hate Sect", during the battle for the list, he once killed a person named "Little Demon King of Hate", it was his Lao Tzu who came to take revenge. Thinking of this, Xiang Wentian said solemnly: "During the battle for the list, I killed the little demon lord who hated the sky, and his skills were not as good as others, who can be blamed for this, is he only allowed to kill me, and I am not allowed to kill him, don't you feel ashamed to come to retaliate at this time?" ”

The Great Demon King of Hate Heaven laughed wildly, and said cruelly: "Under the whole world, only I am allowed to kill people from the Hate Sect, and no one is allowed to kill people from my Hate Sect, not to mention the only son of the Great Demon King who hates the sky, whoever kills him, I will crush his bones and scatter ashes, and slaughter the sect and exterminate the clan." ”

"Sure enough, it's the same son as the shrimp soldier, the same father as the crab general, they are all raccoon dogs, and this seat can't be reasoned with you, so let's go to war." Xiang Wentian said angrily.

The Great Demon King of Hatred of the Sky sneered and said, "Even in the realm of God Emperor, you dare to resist and look for death!" After speaking, the Great Demon King of Hatred of Heaven had a surging demonic qi all over his body, like a comet, and crashed towards Wentian.

Xiang Wentian was not afraid at all, and hurriedly opened the true body of the demon angel, opened his firepower, and held the giant sword towards the other party.

"Boom-"

The two collided together, and the big battle began, for the battle between such strong people, the people of the two sects could not participate at all, and the aftermath was not something that others could bear, so only after the two finished fighting, the victorious side could start the overwhelming battle.

The people who hate the sect stood thousands of miles away, watching the battle between the two. One of the disciples said disdainfully: "Our sect master, his old man, has just come out of the customs, and he has successfully broken through the cultivation of the Holy Realm, although it is the early stage of the Holy Realm, but it is not something that a small God Emperor can contend with, and the gap between them is an insurmountable gap." ”

A disciple of the Sect of Hatred next to him sneered: "Look, our sect master, his old man, after three punches and two kicks, he can kill Xiang Wentian on the spot." ”

"That's nature! Our sect master hates the Great Demon King, he is the strongest person in the Northern Regions, how can it be that a small Martial Spirit Hall can compete with. A disciple of the Leaving Hate Sect in the back said disdainfully.

"That's a natural ......" The disciples of the Hate Sect echoed their voices, as if the Great Demon King of Hate Heaven was about to kill Xiang Wentian on the spot.

On the other hand, on the side of the Martial Spirit Palace, they had a solemn expression, and they saw that Xiang Wentian was gradually at a disadvantage, and they knew in their hearts that the Great Demon King who hated the sky must be a strong person in the Holy Realm. Everyone couldn't help but sweat in their hearts for Xiang Wentian.

On the battlefield, at this time, Xiang Wentian's heart was solemn, and he thought in his heart: The Great Demon King of Hatred is indeed worthy of being a strong man in the Holy Realm, and his combat power far surpasses his own, even so, I have to go all out, and I will definitely kill this person on the spot today. Thinking of this, Xiang Wentian shouted: "Heavenly Punishment Nine Styles, Ninth Style: Destroying the World and Heavenly Thunder."

In the sky, dark clouds came from the sky, they covered the sun, drove away the blue sky, only to see the dark clouds accumulate more and more, thicker and thicker, as if to flatten the earth. Then the wind arose, and howled as if it were about to blow away the earth.

"Boom—"

Lightning tore at the clouds. The dark clouds gathered again, and the lightning rushed wantonly in the dark clouds, black and bright, which made people shudder. At this moment, at the place of the explosion, a round, sun-like thing, emitting a dazzling blue light, fell from the sky to the ground; At this time, the dark clouds also shone proudly, and at a glance they looked like a horde of terrible black ghosts, dressed in golden velvet, wielding a sword made of gold that had been held in their hands as soon as it was baked, and slashed into the earth with a thud. Suddenly, lightning condensed in the air, like a river flowing into the sea, converging into a purple eye formed entirely by thunder and lightning.