Before the two fists came out, there was such an astonishing aftermath, if it was a palm attack, the power would be comparable to the "Thunder Horn" blow just now!

A touch of solemnity permeated Jiang Baiyu's heart, Zhang Jiuyang, in terms of his peers, is indeed too powerful!

Compared to the black armor bald head, he is a whole level stronger!

The two stand at different heights!

His eyebrows were beating, and Jiang Baiyu had a premonition of a strong crisis.

"Silence the mountains and rivers!" Jiang Baiyu made a preemptive strike, 300,000 catties of Taichu Sword, swept away, and smashed down!

Zhang Jiuyang's body is not as strong as the black armor bald head, and he may not be safe and sound under a sword!

"Phew!"

was about to be slashed by a sword, Zhang Jiuyang opened his mouth and drank lightly, a majestic and terrifying aura turned into a huge "bah" word, covering the sky and suppressing it.

Bang Bang -

Jiang Baiyu's majestic aura swept a hundred zhang away, and he couldn't suppress his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then, there was a sharp pain in his back, and his body was deeply embedded in the only remaining stone statue, and a trace of cracks, like a spider's web, diffused.

The breath of aura that erupted also had the ultimate power to crush him.

Zhang Jiuyang, it's too strong!

The current Jiang Baiyu is too far from it.

"Vulnerable!" Zhang Jiuyang recovered a little, his eyes were still cracking, as if he wanted to eat Jiang Baiyu, and his hatred was monstrous.

Feeling the severe pain all over his body, Jiang Baiyu gritted his teeth, and in his heart, the four-color fusion thunder turned into a momentum of ten thousand jun, and directly took Zhang Jiuyang!

Zhang Jiuyang didn't raise his head, and stepped on the ground with his right foot. A nine-finger-thick thunderbolt smashed the four-color fusion thunder to pieces, without hindering Zhang Jiuyang in the slightest.

"It's useless! You're too weak!" Zhang Jiuyang's face was full of sinister smiles. The voice seemed to come from Jiuyou: "I will use the strongest blow to crush you into pulp, so that you can taste all kinds of pain before you die!"

"Otherwise, it's not enough to vent the hatred in my heart!"

The Evil Yuan Creation Palm in his palm was about to take shape, and there were terrifying fluctuations. The emanation, just the breath, is also terrifying.

Jiang Baiyu's heart sank to the bottom.

He has one last hole card. Enough to escape calmly.

However, he has no time to take care of Feng Qingzi!

The young man in front of him is too powerful.

If you give him time, he will be able to cultivate well. He is confident that he will defeat it.

But now. Time waits for no man!

"Accept your fate!"

"Evil Yuan Creation Palm!" Zhang Jiuyang roared violently, shaking the mountains and rivers, and thousands of palm shadows, along with the ten-zhang high demon shadow behind him, rushed together.

Halfway through, it turned into a black tornado, wrapped in thousands of terrifying palm prints, with the potential of destroying the world and destroying the earth. Grind a qiē,

Ground, boulders, collapsed peaks along the way. One should turn into infinite powder.

The destructive power of terror, destroying all the objects of the miè space.

In that extremely strong tornado, it was extremely difficult for Jiang Baiyu to move his fingers.

The aura, Xuan Qi, and blood in his body were all coagulated, and even the void things such as the soul were fiercely suppressed!

As the tornado approaches, the pressure on your body grows stronger!

The aura and Xuan Qi were violently compressed, compressing from gas into liquid, and shrinking sharply!

The blood flowed backwards to the heart, causing Jiang Baiyu to fall into a suffocating situation, unable to breathe!

The soul was also severely suppressed, and only the divine soul could barely poke out of the body!

Even, the power of thunder has signs of being suppressed!

Click, click, click,

In the earth-shattering tornado, Jiang Baiyu was suddenly pressed by Mount Tai, his body was not only unable to move, but also pressed into the stone statue, and the boulder behind him was clattered and shattered!

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, the blood in Jiang Baiyu's body, unable to withstand the strong pressure, seeps out from the pores, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Baiyu becomes a bloody man.

When Jiang Baiyu was struggling to resist the huge pressure of Mount Tai, his heart moved, and the trace of thunder divine consciousness that he had comprehended not long ago actually showed signs of condensation in front of this oppressive tornado.

At the same time, his sword divine intent was gradually condensed in this oppression!

This discovery is no small deal!

His sword divine intent and thunder divine intent are both fur, belonging to the rudimentary form, which may collapse at any time, and has never exerted its due power.

However, even the power of the soul can be suppressed by such nothingness as the power of the soul, and the two divine intentions are oppressed and polished in the suppression, and they spontaneously show signs of condensation!

This discovery made Jiang Baiyu's eyes suddenly shine!

As a person who has come over, he understands too well how long the condensation of the divine will is, and it is often strengthened through thousands of exercises and tempering! Zhang Jiuyang's Evil Yuan Creation Palm precisely has the effect of tempering the divine will!

Once the divine will is condensed, after it is cast, the power is amazing!

Jiang Baiyu was not worried but happy, the tip of his tongue was pressed against his teeth, and he let the pressure of the Xuan Yuan Creation Palm gradually strengthen.

The tornado went further, and the rudiments of the two divine intentions were clear, and similarly, Jiang Baiyu's body was one point greater than the coercion.

Click, click, click,

The stone statue behind it is constantly broken.

The pressure on the body is constantly increasing.

I don't know when, he was covered in blood, and his white robe was blooming with gorgeous blood flowers.

A handsome face, full of pain and blood, but in those strong eyes, there was joy brewing and the determination to fight a decisive battle!

The oppression is getting stronger!

At this point, the aura, Xuan Qi, tendons, blood, soul, and divine soul in the body have all been compressed to the limit!

Even, his thunder, as a life-saving hole card, was completely compressed and solidified!

There is no way back for him!

"It's not enough!" Jiang Baiyu was under boundless force, his flesh and blood showed signs of shattering, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound, showing signs that he couldn't withstand the huge pressure and was broken.

At this time, the tornado was only ten zhang away from Jiang Baiyu!

Once swallowed in, the diamond iron bone will not be saved.

Nine zhang!

Hachijo!

The divine will is about to be condensed!

Seven zhang!

Liuzhang!

The divine will is close to the bottleneck of condensation!

However, at this very moment.

Click, boom

A sharp pain that struck the whole body. Jiang Baiyu gasped, took a few breaths, and his body twitched involuntarily.

With the great force of swallowing the sky. He couldn't bear it in his body and finally collapsed!

Among the nine major veins, except for the two meridians that had cultivated the "Nine Veins Refining Body Technique", the remaining seven, like strings stretched to the limit, broke at the same time.

ribs on the chest, under the double blow of boulder and wild pressure. Qi Qi broke, and two punctured the muscles, coming out of the body. With dazzling blood, hideous and abnormal.

The heart-rending pain made his body tremble involuntarily, but every time he trembled. The pain is getting worse!

Five!

Sizhang!

Every nearly one zhang. The collapse in his body intensified, and the severe pain intensified!

Even, a trace of trance appeared in Jiang Baiyu's mind.

His eyes became blurred, and he only vaguely saw a towering tornado, black and pressed, and vague in front of him.

I also vaguely saw that on the other side of the tornado, that stood in place. The smiling and wanton Zhang Jiuyang!

Sanzhang!

Two feet!

The last one!

Boom -

In Jiang Baiyu's mind, two different roars suddenly appeared.

Together. There are thousands of thunders galloping, the momentum is like a rainbow, shaking the sky and the earth.

Together, like a lonely cloud drawing a sword, cutting through the sky and opening up the world.

Two roars, vibrating his soul at the same time.

Two mysterious and mysterious artistic conceptions rushed into his conscious mind.

At this moment, Jiang Baiyu felt that he was the king who controlled the thunder of heaven and earth, thousands of thunders, all obeyed the order, and did not dare to disobey.

At the same time, he felt that he was holding the Sword of Heaven Destroying in his hand, alone in the sea and clouds, confronting heaven and earth, and slaying the overlord of the sky, the sun, moon and stars.

"A sword slashes the stars, a thunder palm slashes the sun and the moon!, and a thunder secret sword!" Jiang Baiyu was in a mysterious artistic conception, muttering in his mouth.

The thunder flashed on his body, and the sword qi was swallowed, and the earth-shattering pressure was deeply discharged.

Its body, like a white feather, floats in the air.

The Taichu Sword flew into his palm on its own, and the Taichu at this time was simple and unpretentious, with a layer of faint fluorescence, covering the surface, smart and lively.

The Taichu Sword, which lost the sword soul, for the first time in thousands of years, gave birth to a spirit other than the sword soul!

Although it is faint, it is cheering for joy, rejoicing in its own birth from nothing.

At the same time, a strange gray thunderbolt emerged from the void and merged into the Primal Sword, causing the Primordial Sword to emit gray and thunderous light.

Sword, Thunder.

Two things with different attributes, but they are integrated into one, and they are natural, without a trace of disobedience.

Jiang Baiyu's right palm was slowly raised, and the Taichu Sword surrounded by gray thunder and lightning waved down lightly.

At this time, the tornado, which crushed and crushed one qiē, was already close at hand, only one zhang ......

However, a seemingly ordinary sword has a strange scene!

With a sword slash, the tornado that roared and tore through everything suddenly became quiet.

It was as quiet as a voice suddenly cut off!

The tornado that swallowed the sky and the earth was also like time and space being frozen, motionless.

Zhang Jiuyang, who was smiling, was stunned, looking at the scene in front of him in confusion.

Immediately afterwards, the tornado was split in two, and the black and oppressive wind swept away, as if opening the heavens and the earth, a dawn appeared, and the dawn gradually became stronger, and finally, turned into a white light in the sky.

The tornado that destroyed the world completely collapsed, crackling and falling countless crushed stones.

At the same time, in the direction where the Taichu Sword swung through, there was a cut mark as long as a hundred zhang, as fine as autumn leaves, but it exuded an indescribable sword aura.

That sword qi, even if it is far away, can destroy the internal organs in the body.

The thick power of destruction slowly penetrated from the sword qi.

The sword marks finally disappeared and looked at it, and it was Zhang Jiuyang's location.

The last trace of the sword disappeared at his feet.

A trace of cold sweat covered his forehead.

Just now, he had the illusion of death.

In that hundred zhang sword qi, there was a kind of ruined sword qi that could crush his soul.

This feeling he had only experienced when he was facing His Holiness.

Subconsciously wipe the cold sweat.

Let's go --

It seems that something has fallen from the body, and the arm is a lot easier.

But, immediately after.

Ahh

A terrible scream suddenly rushed out of his mouth.

His arm, from the shoulder, was broken at the shoulder!

Just now, it was his arm that fell!

That last trace of residual sword qi cut off his arm!

The wound was neat, without a trace of roughness, as if it had been caused naturally.

The meridians, muscles, and blood were operating as usual, and it seemed that the arm was broken.

What kind of sword qi can achieve this extreme?

Suddenly raised his head, looking at Jiang Baiyu floating in the distance, his eyes fell on the opponent's gray thunderous Taichu Sword, and his pupils shrank suddenly! Just one glance at the Taichu Sword, his heart was shocked, and he had the illusion of facing death.

At this time, Jiang Baiyu was floating in the sky, like the god of Brahma holding the sword of death, irresistible!

Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, Zhang Jiuyang was unwilling to perform a slap again!

However, the shadow of the Ten Feet behind him has just appeared.

A sword qi across the sky came to destroy the sky.

Ahh

The ten-zhang demon shadow behind him was destroyed in an instant! Together with Zhang Jiuyang, he was implicated, screamed miserably, and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Vulnerable!" Jiang Baiyu's eyes were indifferent, looking down at Zhang Jiuyang like an ant!

A wave of horror finally appeared on his face.

At this time, Jiang Baiyu was in a very strange state, and his strength had skyrocketed more than ten times!

He couldn't imagine that the kid who was in his hands just now, like an ant, was kneaded by him, but in the blink of an eye, he was like the emperor of the world, crushing him lightly!

Suppressing the horror in his heart, he rushed to the huge pit with great sanity, picked up the dying black armor bald head, and rushed out of the valley while frantically transmitting the message.

"Iron helmsman, save us!"

As the pinnacle of the Void Emperor Lord, its speed is extraordinary.

In a breath, he escaped from the valley and came to the gate of Tianya Cave.

However, just as he was about to rise into the sky and flee, a sound of horror sounded in his ears that made his hair stand on end.

"Thundercloud Eight Steps!"

A thunderous roar resounded throughout the universe.

Jiang Baiyu, who was clearly still in the valley, turned into a thunderous person after a lightning and thunder, and suddenly teleported in front of them.

At the same time, Zhang Jiuyang snorted, and his face changed wildly.

His heart felt as if it had suddenly been hit by a heavy hammer! His heart showed signs of bursting in an instant, and a heart-rending pain struck his whole body, causing his body to be paralyzed in an instant!

But, what made his eyes tear was that.

Poof――

In his arms, the chest of the black armor bald head suddenly exploded, and the heart inside turned into a ball of flesh.

The aura of the black armor bald head was completely dim.

Thundercloud eight steps, teleportation and attack.

"Senior brother!!" Zhang Jiuyang let out a roar of grief and indignation, they surveyed the heavens and thunder envoys, and they actually became the targets of slaughter?

The greater horror is still to come, and Jiang Baiyu in front of him has become an invincible terrifying being!

"Stop! We have a grudge written off!" Zhang Jiuyang exhaled a few deep breaths, and with the black-armored bald corpse, he shouted while fleeing quickly, his eyes full of horror.

However, Jiang Baiyu was unmoved, and swung a sword again.

"Bah!" Zhang Jiuyang was shocked, condensed all the aura in his body, turned into a towering "呔", and suppressed a qiē.

Snort--

Ahh

The strong aura of the word "呔", like a piece of paper being cut open, cut off half of Zhang Jiuyang's ear.

"It's useless, you're too weak. Jiang Baiyu was as indifferent as a god, stepping in the air, a peerless war shadow, like a god.

"Stop! Please stop!" Zhang Jiuyang's heart was already full of shock, and he gasped for breath.

He regretted it, this son was supposed to save people, if he hadn't forced him step by step and forced him into this situation, how could he have been crushed like this?

"I swear in the name of the Thunder Envoy of the Heavens! You and I have grievances, and I will never trouble you again!" is as ruthless as Zhang Jiuyang, and at the moment of life and death, a strong will to survive also emerged.

In his heart, he holds an undying hatred.

As long as I survive now, the Lord of the Iron Helm will come and restrain the other party, and I will repay it with a hundredfold torment!!

However, Jiang Baiyu did not stop at all, and slashed a sword again.

The hundred-foot-long gray sword qi traversed the sky, shattering time and space, and extincting the dust. (To be continued......)