When Gao Yangsong's footsteps stepped on the mountain filled with countless sands and gravels and living people, the whole mountain shook.

Yunyoubu has always been known for being chic and ethereal, and will never make this kind of movement like gravel in the town, and now the movement is so big, it can only explain one fact.

The power surging in Gao Yangsong's body was enough to subvert this mountain that was already full of sin and malice.

Xiahou Luoshan gritted his teeth, and the fear and anger in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Gao Yang Song has been coercing him with the blood of the Holy Dragon, and what makes him most angry is that he will really be shocked by Gao Yang Song, and since the moment Gao Yang Song stepped on the high mountain, he actually felt the breath of death from his heart.

The Holy Dragon Phantom was no longer in front of the gate of the capital, but Xiahou Luoshan could clearly feel that the Holy Dragon Phantom was still there, looking down on him from the height of the mountain above him, waiting for his death.

Xiahou Luoshan roared angrily, condensed the spiritual power of the entire heaven and earth in this vicinity, and slashed down at Gao Yangsong at the bottom of the mountain.

Even if his heart is unbearable, and he is afraid of death in his heart, he is also a genuine immortal-level powerhouse, he can be afraid of Shang Yunjian's sword, but he will never allow himself to be afraid of Gao Yangsong's sword.

He wanted to go all out and directly destroy Gao Yangsong and the confidence of everyone in the human world around him.

A dust blade fell from the top of the mountain again, but this time the dust blade can already be seen with the naked eye, because the small and strangely colored particles in it are much thicker than before, I don't know whether it is ordinary dirt and sand or the flesh and blood of dead people or armor fragments, these small particles have been completely condensed in one, and they are no longer dispersed the destructive power like before, Xiahou Luoshan has done his best this time.

Luo Lingfeng looked at the extremely fast castration of the dust blade, and knew in his heart that if the four of them were in their heyday, they would not be able to take this attack from the front unscathed, dodging should be the only feasible method, although the speed of this dust blade was still extremely fast, but the coverage of its attack had been narrowed to a line, if it was the cloud wandering step of the Shoreless Sword Peak, with Gao Yang Song's current ability, it should be able to be avoided.

In the short moment he was thinking, the dust blade had already arrived in front of Gao Yangsong.

Gao Yang Song didn't do what he thought, he bypassed this dust blade attack with Yun Youbu, and the Long Yuan Sword in his hand still stabbed forward without any condensation.

"Not good!"

Luo Lingfeng was suddenly shocked in his heart, although he had never seen a sword before, but he could clearly feel that the core of this sword was similar to the last style of Luo's swordsmanship, but the sword of Jinghong was to condense all the power at the tip of the sword, and burst out the purest power in the simplest way, the castration of the sword will also be blocked, and the power will be greatly reduced, and the result will not be good.

Luo Lingfeng's vision was not wrong, but Gao Yangsong just didn't choose to escape.

The shortest straight line between the two points was that he didn't want to dodge the attack, which didn't match the way of the sword he was operating.

At the moment when he was about to collide with the dust blade, Gao Yang Song let go of Long Yuan, and quickly wrapped his hands backwards, as if holding a handful of clear water in the lake, and then pushed out with both hands, and there seemed to be a cyclone surging in his palms, and the two cyclones met at this moment, spurting out towards the front, as if a divine dragon raised its head from the deep mountains and leaped up to the nine heavens.

Izumo style of flowing cloud hand!

The seemingly extremely sharp and irresistible dust blade was directly shot and scattered, and the Longyuan Sword still maintained its original state, neither the sword intent nor the speed on the sword slowed down in the slightest, it was the most famous soul sword technique of the Shoreless Sword Peak.

It is easy to quickly take over the control of the Sword with the Soul Sword Technique, but it is extremely difficult to perfectly control all the conditions required for the Sword of the Sword, and Gao Yang Song's hand has already revealed his solid foundation when he practiced on the Shoreless Sword Peak.

Liuyun hand broke through the dust blade, the power of which came from the holy dragon breath in his body, from the spiritual power he forcibly collected from the air, but the most important thing was the power brought by the jade seal of the country, Izumo itself was more like a general combat technique in this shot, but his use of the sword and the soul sword technique was completely derived from himself, whether it was a sword move or sword intent, it was his own pure ability, and he had never used half of the foreign object.

Gao Yang Song was still galloping on the high mountain, and Xiahou Luoshan was also crazy to attract the power of heaven and earth to block it, but no matter how he gathered his strength to attack, Gao Yang Song's pace never slowed down by half a minute, and soon he was halfway up the mountain.

At the moment when Gao Yangsong stepped halfway up the mountain, the whole mountain began to tremble, and the sand and gravel continued to roll down, as if it would soon collapse.

Most of these sand and gravel are the means of attack of Xiahou Luo Mountain, but some of them are a true reflection of the damage to the foundation of the mountain.

Xiahou Luoshan roared, cold sweat dripping from his face, and he immediately threw a fist on the mountain that he had worked so hard to build.

He would build the mountain in large part to satisfy his psychological needs by enjoying the fearful and awe-inspiring gazes of the people, and that nothing outside of his body mattered to him when his life was at stake.

He now really feels that he will really die in the hands of Gao Yangsong!

This thought made him more and more crazy, and in order to survive, he could use everything to fight for that glimmer of life.

The high mountain that stood in front of the capital collapsed in an instant, everything in it was scattered, and the foot of Gao Yang Song, who was still rushing to the top of the mountain, suddenly lost its focus, and it seemed that it would soon fall.

Xiahou Luoshan stood in mid-air, and was about to take advantage of Gao Yangsong's unstable foothold to escape from the battlefield, but when he glanced around, he found that Gao Yangsong was still approaching him quickly.

Gao Yangsong's feet were constantly in the air, and his body was still elegant, and the focus could be a fragment of armor, a stone, or even a grain of sand.

In his early years, Shang Yunjian had used the Yunyou Step and Soul Imperial Sword Technique to fight a follower of the Sword Demon in mid-air, and killed this great cultivator of the Xuanniao Clan. Gao Yangsong is still a lot of distance away from the depths of the extreme essence of Yunyoubu, but as long as he is given a focus point, even if this focus point is insignificant, he can rely on it to resist the wind in the air, not to mention that now he has an endless source of power in his body.

Gao Yang Song jumped up, grabbed the hilt of the Longyuan sword, and poured the power that had already accumulated into the body of the Longyuan sword, so that it was the technique of stacking the waves in the Canglang Sword Technique, and the power of the sword was completely blooming at this moment.

There was only a bright sword light left in Xiahou Luoshan's frightened pupils, and before he could react, this sword light had already engulfed him.

The mountain finally collapsed completely, with a flash of sword light, Gao Yangsong had already fallen back to the ground, and after he landed, the sand and dust in mid-air exploded, like a gorgeous fireworks blooming outside the capital.

The crowd erupted in long-lasting cheers.

Everyone can see clearly, Gao Yang Song slashed the immortal level powerhouse who had been showing off his martial arts for a long time in one fell swoop, and this victory was enough to make the hearts of all the people in the human world surge.

The Sacred Pavilion cultivators watched this scene in amazement, most of them lost their fighting spirit, and they were immediately killed cleanly by the Terran cultivators, and only one of them was still resisting stubbornly, but they also lost their lives under the siege.

When the last Sacred Pavilion cultivator died, people could almost conclude that this battle was a complete victory for the human world.

However, in the cheers of everyone, Gao Yangsong's face was not very good-looking, if anyone paid attention, they could find that his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his mouth seemed to be muttering a foul word.