The spiritual power between heaven and earth, when Xuan Sidao and Zhuge Xiuyu confronted each other before, was divided into two levels, as if it turned into two tornadoes, each revolving around their respective energy centers, but at this time, it was all of a sudden, quiet, like a domesticated sheep, no matter how provocative it was, it was also wild.

Xuan Sidao felt this familiar fluctuation, in his heart, he was also a little excited, Xuan Wanqing was a death retreat more than ten years ago, it is said that his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and he needs to condense the last holy pattern before he can become holy in one fell swoop, since that retreat, there is no more news, although there is a spirit card in the altar of the clan, knowing that it has not yet fallen, but it has long carried its own space and is missing, these years, it is indeed Xuan Sidao himself who has worked hard.

If the news is released, Xuan Wanqing is no longer in Xuanyang City, I am afraid that there will already be forces to come to the door, after all, if Xuan Sidao alone is not enough to convince the public, but just when he receives the belief transmitted by Xuan Wanqing, in his heart, it is Da Ding, even in the face of Zhuge Xiuyu, a master who has already stepped into the seventh order of the king level, he is not afraid.

At present, although Zhuge Xiuyu's spiritual power is monstrous, in front of Xuan Wanqing, he can still only be regarded as a junior.

Zhuge Xiuyu originally dragged Xuan Sidao with a close momentum, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to withdraw in an instant, trying to use great strength to take away a piece of space where Zhuang Jian was located, but at the moment when he was about to succeed, the spiritual power between heaven and earth seemed to be no longer under its control, and the original violent spiritual power was as peaceful as a lake in an instant, making his mind stagnate, how amazing his senses were, the advent of this idea, its strength was no less than that of the pavilion master, and the current situation, there is only one possibility.

That is, that Xuan Wanqing has not fallen at all, and his thoughts are coercive, even compared to the pavilion master, he is not allowed at all, it is the same level of cultivation.

"Run!"

This is Zhuge Xiuyu's only thought at this time, in the face of this level of masters, there is no other way at all, without experiencing the anger of such masters, it is difficult to imagine how terrifying it is, that day in the misty forest, the so-called Wei Shao in the face of Qing Ming such masters, are all daring to speak provocatively, that is simply the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, just when the king level is just inducted, it is the moment of youth and frivolity, no one is in the eyes, and the whole destruction is between being waved by Qing Ming.

At this moment, it can still take care of Zhuang Jian's side, Zhuge Xiuyu waved his hand, it was to discard the broken space, and his figure did not pause, and between the waves, it was to divide the space, and then the spiritual power was injected into it, wanting to forcibly open up the passage and escape, and on his body, countless spiritual lights gathered, and even on the surface of his skin, there were layers of lines emerging, which were the holy patterns that he had condensed over the years, and there were dozens of them.

"I'm Xuanyang City, when can even people of this level come and leave as soon as they say!"

In the sky, a voice was heard, causing countless people to look up, trying to find the source of the sound, but they only heard its voice, but did not see its person.

Zhuang Jian also looked at the sky with a solemn face, his mind had already communicated with the heavens and people, and his spiritual sense was dispersed, quietly feeling this vast fluctuation like heavenly might, and then his eyes looked at the City Lord's Mansion, where suddenly, there was a wave of condensation.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth was active again, but it was like a tide frantically converging towards the city lord's mansion, and in an instant, it turned into a huge bow and arrow, and then the bow and arrow were pulled into a full moon, and then on the longbow, an indescribable sharp arrow cut through the void, and above the tip of the arrow, a faint power of time flowed, and in an instant, it seemed to be eternal.

"Heartless Arrow!"

Without any time fluctuations, the longbow was opened, and then the long arrow was shot, people saw this scene, but they couldn't feel the flow of time, and the tip of the arrow was shot on Zhuge Xiuyu's chest.

"It is a ruthless arrow, the weapon of fame of the city lord, and one of his biggest killer moves. ”

"Zhuge Xiuyu dared to challenge the majesty of the City Lord's Mansion in Xuanyang City, and this time it hit the iron plate!"

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Between heaven and earth, there was a lot of discussion, but as soon as the city lord's desperate arrow came out, many people recognized it, it was his famous stunt, and now with its strength, it has long been to the point where it is not fake, and between the gathering of spiritual power, it is condensation and exerts great power.

Zhuang Jian also looked at the long arrow that cut through the sky and shot at Zhuge Xiuyu's chest without any time fluctuations, that kind of fluctuation, that kind of power, above heaven and earth, the sage is coming, and all things are served.

This piece of heaven and earth, the top power that can withstand is the holy level, beyond the holy level, if you want to progress again, you need to break the barriers of the plane and explore a higher plane, where the spiritual power is more advanced, the so-called small mountains do not produce fierce beasts, and the pond does not raise big fish.

Zhuge Xiuyu at this time, his face was pale, but after all, he was also a king-level master, even if the other party was a transcendent saint, but if he wanted him to sit still, it was impossible, so after he sensed the idea of Xuan Wanqing, he mobilized the spiritual power of the whole body, and even his divine consciousness penetrated into the void, above his head, the light point flashed thousands of times in an instant, and when he became a king, his divine consciousness communicated with the underworld, so that his divine consciousness could be reborn。

This is his greatest reliance, and on his body, dozens of lines like King Kong emerged, which were the holy patterns that he had condensed after refining his physical body for many years, and each of them had paid countless prices.

But even so, he still felt that it was not enough, he looked up, and saw a long arrow, missed the gap in time, and shot himself in the chest, even if there were dozens of holy patterns to strengthen his flesh infinitely, it was still pierced by the long arrow.

"Is this the power of the Holy Level?"

Zhuge Xiuyu felt that although his spiritual power was surging like the sea, but when this arrow came down, he felt that his spiritual power like the sea was like a big hole at this time, even if there was more spiritual power, it was not enough to consume, and the holy lines on the body gradually became dim and eventually disappeared.

On top of the long arrow, there is still a trace of time power flowing, which makes the spiritual power on his body lose even faster.

"Ahh

Zhuge Xiuyu looked up to the sky and roared, above his head, the space node suddenly erupted with infinite starlight, and a dark aura emanated from it, constantly trying to wipe out the long arrow on his chest, and above his body, the only thirty remaining holy lines were all dispersed by it at this time, and the power of time also came out of his body, fighting against the power above the long arrow.

Zhuge Xiuyu is a king-level master, and he has reached the level of condensing the holy pattern, although he has not yet touched the concept of time, but he is in Yuntian Pavilion, and he also knows some of the methods of his pavilion master, and there is a place in the pavilion that can reverse the flow of time.

Zhuge Xiuyu shook his own thirty holy patterns away, and suddenly, the infinite spiritual power turned into spiritual light, shining on the ruthless arrow, which slowed down the loss of his spiritual power a lot, but his own breath gradually withered, he forcibly broke the holy pattern, not only self-damaged cultivation, but also in the future, but at this time, it is important to save his life, where can he take care of those!

I have to say that Zhuge Xiuyu tried his best to use many means, and it also had a certain effect, after the ruthless arrow pierced his chest, there was no more back-up move, Zhuge Xiuyu blew up the holy pattern, and after his power was completely consumed, the long arrow was also shattered.

At this time, Zhuge Xiuyu, with her long hair draped over her head, her breath no longer had strong fluctuations, and in her eyes, she looked at the City Lord's Mansion, in which fear appeared, and then she spurted out a mouthful of blood again, urging the only spiritual power to step into the cracks in the space.

Zhuang Jian watched Zhuge Xiuyu flee at this time, but there was no hindrance, although this was the weakest moment for Zhuge Xiuyu's strength, but after all, Zhuge Xiuyu was injured by the city lord, and he just made a move to defeat him, and did not kill him again, which shows that he is not like a complete kill.

He and his solemn figure slowly landed and stood in front of Xuansidao.

"Thank you for the help of the city lord today, I have heard of the name for a long time, like thunder, the strength of the younger generations in the past was low, and I have never had any contact with the city lord, it is really a big pity!"

Said solemnly and in a deep voice, over the years, Xuan Sidao has taken care of all the affairs of Xuanyang City, although Xuan Wanqing is the city lord of Xuanyang City in name, but people also call Xuan Sidao the city lord to show respect.

"The solemn hall master is also a thick accumulation, at such an age, he is the king level, and the aura of the hall master of Guanzhuang is only the first level of the king level, but it can compete with a master of the third order of the king level like Yun Ye, and he will not fall behind, it seems that the master of the Zhuang hall is also a hidden person!"

On Xuan Sidao's face, an elegant smile was revealed again, and between talking and laughing, it made people feel like a spring breeze, but his eyes were looking at Zhuang Jian.

"This little friend is the younger brother of the master of the Zhuang Hall, what a hero out of a young man!"

"The city lord praises it!"

Zhuang Jian also returned the salute.

"Isn't it strange that Little Friend Zhuang Jian, why would my City Lord's Mansion suddenly make a move to participate in the struggle between you?"

Xuan Sidao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"Isn't it the Xuancheng Lord who wants to defend Xuanyang City and maintain the supreme majesty of the City Lord's Mansion?"

Zhuang Jian didn't say anything, but asked rhetorically.

"Because I received a message from my brother, he asked me to keep you!"

Xuan Sidao grasped his hand and looked into the distance,

"Big brother hasn't heard from me for many years, and today suddenly an idea came, and he even took action himself, forcing Zhuge Xiuyu back, you really make me a little curious!"

"Xuan Wanqing wants to protect me?"

Zhuang Jian was silent, but in his heart, he was a little moved, can these masters feel something?

"Huh?"

Xuan Sidao's face was pale, and then he said to Zhuang Jian,

"I also invite Zhuang Jian Xiaoyou to the altar of my city lord's mansion to talk, my eldest brother will pass on the message to me again, he wants to see Xiaoyou alone!"

Xuan Sidao stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.