The strength of the Heavenly Sword is far beyond people's expectations!

Thousands of eyes converged and landed on the Heavenly Sword, in addition to shock, it was still shocked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is also a powerhouse at the peak of the Nine-Star Sword Venerable, but Beishan couldn't catch a sword, and was directly cut off an arm, this kind of strength, how terrifying!

Kitayama's face was pale, his left hand covered his severed right shoulder, blood was dripping down like flowing water, and his eyes were full of fear, such a result made him unable to recover for a long time.

"Heavenly Sword Sect, you guys are a little presumptuous!"

With a faint voice sounded, in the void, a figure slowly stepped out, this is an old man, wearing a gray robe, shrouding the rickety body, a rotten breath, emanating from him, as if the passage of time, perfectly displayed, extremely weird.

"Old Ghost of Rotten Wood!!"

Looking at this old man, above the void, the thirty or so people in the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Mansion suddenly frowned slightly, and the faces of the Heavenly Sword and the Purple Emperor became a little gloomy.

The old ghost of rotten wood, one of the eighteen elders of the Ethereal Divine Palace, no one knows what his real name is, but because he understands the way of decay, and his methods are extremely ruthless, so he is called the 'old ghost of rotten wood'.

They didn't expect that there were still strong people hiding nearby in this Ethereal Divine Palace, and it seemed that today's events were really prepared.

"Tianzun powerhouse, the powerhouse of the Ethereal Divine Palace is starting to appear!" Han Chen stared at the old ghost of the rotten wood, and said secretly in his heart.

He can't see through the cultivation of this old ghost of rotten wood, but Guiguzi can see through it, there is only one strong person in the Ethereal Divine Palace this time, and that is this old ghost of rotten wood.

The old ghost of the rotten wood had a calm face, as if there was no one around. For the Purple Emperor, Heavenly Sword, and the Red Cloud Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Mansion, they didn't even look at it, and went straight to Beishan.

"Don't move!"

An indifferent voice spat out of his mouth, and Beishan was silent, not daring to move in the slightest.

The old ghost of the rotten wood raised his hand and led it, the arm that had been cut off by the Heavenly Sword before. flew up from the ground, grabbed by him in his hand, and then his wrist shook, and his arm pushed directly towards Beishan's still bleeding wound.

"Raw!"

A word sounds, spit out of its mouth.

Airplanes!

The void swayed, and a stream of green air condensed from his fingertips, blending into the wound, and then in everyone's dull gaze. The wound on Kitayama's right shoulder quickly disappeared and healed completely.

"Thank you, Elders, for your kindness!"

Kitayama moved his arm, and without the slightest hindrance, he fully recovered, and his face showed a look of ecstasy.

"The Way of Life!"

Looking at this scene, the Purple Emperor, Heavenly Sword, Hongyun and the others suddenly shrank their eyes. Then he looked at the old ghost of the rotten wood, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

The way of life. and the way of decay, it can almost be said that it is the opposite, two extremes, but the so-called extreme of yang is yin, the simplest example. The way of fast and slow.

Although they are two extremes, they are not impossible to understand.

It's just that they never thought that this old ghost of rotten wood really relied on the way of decay to comprehend the way of life.

"This person's cultivation is in the Heavenly Venerable Realm. But its strength is that of an ordinary Saint Venerable powerhouse, and it may not be its opponent!" Guiguzi's voice sounded in Han Chen's mind.

"Hmm!"

Han Chen nodded, at this point, how could he not understand that controlling the path of decay, the combat power was already much stronger than that of the same rank, and now he controlled the way of life and breath, his strength was so strong, it was definitely not a problem to fight beyond the level.

Boom!

At this moment, there was another change in the field, and in the face of Kitayama's thanks, the reaction of the old ghost of the rotten wood made everyone stunned.

With a swing of the sleeve robe, a majestic palm force slammed into Beishan's chest.

Poof...

Beishan's body shook wildly, his face turned pale in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person shot out like a meteorite, straight away from a thousand feet, before he stopped and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"This palm is a lesson for you, my ethereal Divine Palace's face has indeed been lost by you!"

"Elder Xie gives punishment!"

Hearing this, Beishan didn't dare to refute half a sentence, took a deep breath, lowered the turbulent qi pressure in his body, and responded respectfully.

"Stand down!"

The old ghost of the rotten wood waved his hand, and looked up at the Purple Emperor not far away, as well as the Red Cloud of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Mansion and the others, his voice was indifferent.

"Return to the city, I will not kill you!"

What arrogance!

Hearing this, Zihuang, Hongyun and the others suddenly turned gloomy.

In this regard, the old ghost of the rotten wood ignored it completely, he turned his gaze and looked at Tianjian and the others, and there was murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"As for you, stay here today, Heavenly Sword Sect, it's time to have a lesson!"

Sword cultivation, a sharp body, brave in the torrent, fearless of the world.

"Just you?"

The sharp edge in the eyes of the heavenly sword flickered, and as soon as he stepped into the void, he stepped forward,-for-tat, and the dozens of people behind him, who were also fearless, stepped forward blatantly, and a shocking edge rose into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Old ghost of rotten wood, you can't help but take my Forbidden Heavenly City too seriously!"

After the Heavenly Sword, the Purple Emperor led more than 100 people, who also stepped forward, snorting coldly, and his momentum did not show weakness.

"Hehe, it seems that my Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Mansion has not been born for a long time, and it has been forgotten!"

Hongyun, who was dressed in a gray robe, looked like a kind old man, but he was domineering, but no one could compare, far better than the Heavenly Sword and the Purple Emperor.

"Even if you are the sect master of the Ethereal Divine Palace, the ethereal son is here, you don't dare to talk to me like this, what are you!"

He stepped forward, his eyes widened, and in the void, the sword light surged, cutting everything, shocking inexplicably.

The terrifying momentum and earth-shattering spirit pushed the atmosphere in the field to the peak in an instant, and millions of warriors watching the battle were all enthusiastic and their hearts were beating violently.

"Since you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!" It's just that in the face of such momentum, the old ghost of the rotten wood not only did not have the slightest fear, but even remained strong.

He turned, his gaze swept across the void, and shouted.

"A few people from the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, the Blood Yang seniors of the Nine Yang Heavenly Sect, haven't they shown up yet?"

Buzz...

The voice fell, and in an instant, the void trembled, ripples swayed violently, and eight and several figures slowly emerged and stepped out of the void.

"Since you don't eat the toast, you can't help it!"

There are a total of five people in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, four in the Jinzun Realm and one in the Tianzun Realm, and the person who speaks is the powerhouse of the Tianzun Realm.

"Let's take action, stubborn ones, it's better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots earlier!"

There are only three people in the Jiuyang Heavenly Sect, three of them are Tianzun Strong, and the remaining one is the Saint Venerable Realm powerhouse, that is, the Blood Yang seniors in the mouth of the old ghost of the rotten wood just now. (To be continued.) )