Dongfang Xin reappeared between heaven and earth, and forced Shang Yunjian back with one move.

He didn't become a god like Mo Wushuang, but the power of that blow was beyond the scope of immortals.

Whoever is attacked like this will inevitably be embarrassed even if they don't die.

Shang Yunjian is very embarrassed now.

The sword robe he treasured was difficult to break, and there were countless holes in the collision just now.

And his hands were also constantly oozing blood, obviously barely blocking that purple lightning, even if he protected himself with the tide of the sea, he was still injured after all.

Shang Yunjian glanced back at Long Yao, signaled her to rest assured, stepped on the clouds, stood leisurely on the top of the clouds, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect the dignified Immortal Venerable to hide so deeply, even if he was beaten like a dog, he had to save his strength to sneak attack, so he could calculate and calculate!"

Dongfang Xin said coldly: "It's useless to talk more, retreat, this seat will spare you from dying." ”

"Retreat? When you went to Momei Villa, did you think about retreating?" Shang Yunjian put Mo Li into the sheath, clenched Tianxuan again, and mocked, "Liangzi has already been settled, you culprit still want to run?"

When the people of the Holy Pavilion besieged Momei Villa, no one thought of retreating at all.

The reason is simple, they are much stronger than Momei Villa.

But it was precisely because they underestimated the strength of Momei Villa that they ended up with a total annihilation.

Now, Shang Yunjian is also resolute and does not retreat, and the reason is also very simple.

He could still hold the Heavenly Xuan Sword.

He is still stronger than Dongfang Xin.

Since I'm strong, why should I quit?

Dongfang Xin's face became more and more cold, and he said coldly: "What you honor is just the Tianxuan Sword left to you by your predecessors, without this sword, you can't go through ten moves in my hands at all." ”

"Even if you have a Tianxuan body, you can only use one sword at most, and after one sword, you are just a wasted person, and I can easily kill you and the people you care about. ”

"Think about it, Shoreless Sword Immortal, don't challenge the limits of my patience. ”

Shang Yunjian snorted coldly, and the hands holding the hilt of the Tianxuan Sword did not tremble at all.

He was feeling the feeling of being one with the Heavenly Xuanren Sword.

And Dongfang Xin's threat, he didn't listen to it at all.

If you don't want to hear it, no one can force him to listen.

Moreover, even if Dongfang Xin was just expounding a fact, he still planned to try it first.

At this moment, Long Yao's voice fell from the top of the clouds, and it fell on Dongfang Xin's ears very clearly.

"You said earlier that he was using the benefits of heaven in vain, so why didn't he borrow external forces?"

Dongfang Xin's pupils shrank, and the thunderclap around him couldn't help but sound, and a huge god-like coercion shrouded the sky.

Under the pressure, the cloud reunion at the top of the clouds seemed to be a little slower, and Long Yao's voice was still calm: "It has been recorded in the book written by the ancestor that the foundation of the establishment of the Holy Pavilion is two heavenly vein springs of unknown origin, one yin and one yang, which can easily communicate heaven and earth. ”

"Indeed, the power in the Spring of Heavenly Veins is endless, and with their help, it seems that you can be invincible, but your own cultivation is far from my family's clouds, how can you completely control their power?"

Dongfang Xin's face became more and more ugly, and his voice seemed to come out of the abyss, full of infinite killing intent and threat: "Mr. Long Er, it's not a good choice to provoke me. I can completely let you have no successor to the Shoreless Sword Peak. ”

Long Yao shook his head calmly and said, "If you really have that strength, you don't need to say anything at all, and you will directly kill us by a hundred." ”

"But if you want to provoke us to back down, you can only say that you are afraid. Long Yao stared at him with burning eyes and said, "You are afraid of us after all." ”

Dongfang Xin didn't laugh angrily, and said, "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin." ”

"Why talk nonsense with him. ”

Shang Yunjian smiled at Long Yao, looked at Dongfang Xin again, and waved Tianxuan, countless Sen Ran sword intent lingered around his body, and he had an awe-inspiring power.

He grabbed his sword and said loudly: "Oriental thief, dare to take my sword!"

......

The mountain behind the Holy Pavilion was already bustling at this time.

Not only did Immortal Venerable not die, but he also easily forced the Shoreless Sword Immortal back with a single blow, which was undoubtedly an effective shot in the arm for these disciples who had lost confidence in the Holy Pavilion. every day

Maybe it was to wait coldly for the moment when Shang Yunjian was knocked into the dust by Dongfang Xin, maybe it was to admire the heroic posture of Xianzun, or maybe it was because he couldn't believe the previous picture, and he planned to confirm whether this was the truth, all in all, almost all the people who were huddled in the cave gathered next to the ban, looking around like a chicken out of a shell.

The two who were most concerned about Dongfang Xin's situation were not in the crowd.

Dongfang Xi's face was already pale at this time, and when he was at a loss, he had no time to take care of his father's situation outside.

Just now, Qingrong suddenly fainted in pain, no matter how much spiritual power he entered, it would be useless.

His mother's health has never been very good, he knows it.

But my father has been searching for all kinds of panaceas to condition my mother's body, even if my body is weaker, it is impossible for her to suddenly have such a severe attack!

Just as he was at a loss, a wrinkled hand was placed on his shoulder, and a voice that was slightly lacking in breath but full of majesty sounded in his ears.

"I'll take a look. ”

Dongfang Xi immediately made up his mind and hurriedly made up his place for Sima Wuhua, but he still looked at Qingrong's painful face worriedly.

Sima Wuhua quickly took the pulse, and then used his spiritual power to probe Qingrong's physical condition, but the result he felt made his brows frown.

When Dongfang Xi saw his expression, his heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly said, "Uncle Shi, how is my mother?"

Sima Wuhua's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "As the mainstay of the future of the Holy Pavilion, he is panicked like this in the face of such a trivial matter, how can he take on a big responsibility in the future?"

As if sensing that his mood was not quite right, Sima Wuhua paused and spoke, and his tone was much more relaxed: "Don't worry, your mother is fine, just has a fetal gas, and it will be fine after a while." I will do my best to alleviate her pain, and you can go and watch the battle of the Immortal Venerable first. ”

Dongfang Xi hurriedly thanked him.

Su Yi on the side was confused.

How much can the tire gas move?

But he could hear that Sima Wuhua didn't want him and Dongfang Xi to stay here, so he hurriedly pulled Dongfang Xi away while Wen Yan was relieved, leaving all the space to Sima Wuhua.

With no one around, Sima Wuhua breathed a sigh of relief, and first tried his best to alleviate the pain of Qingrong with his own cultivation, and then quickly formed a seal in his hand, and the fluorescent flow on his eyebrows, forming an illusory and ethereal light eye.

It is a secret technique of probing, being able to see the memories of other people.

As the light eyes opened, Sima Wuhua saw a lot, so his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

After a long time, his light eyes dissipated, and he sat next to Qingrong with a very solemn expression.

Even the loud noise coming from outside couldn't dispel the gloom on his face.

......

A light saber more than a hundred zhang long was held in Shang Yunjian's hand and slammed down towards the Holy Pavilion.

What he held was still the Heavenly Xuan Sword.

On the Tianxuan Sword, the sword intent gushed out, and countless sword intents were woven in it, which gave rise to the majestic appearance of this hundred-zhang sword.

And those holy lights that fused with the sword intent came from Shang Yunjian's own body.

Ever since he was told by Long Yao about the existence of the Eye of the Firmament fragment in his body just now, he wanted to try to borrow its power, and this first attempt was infused into this Heavenly Xuan Slash.

This Tianxuan slash is the soul of a sword, and then the Canglang sword technique is hidden in it, what is needed is absolute strength and speed.

Before the sword blade arrived, an obvious crack had already appeared at the top of Ling Xiao Peak.

This was the second Heavenly Xuan Slash he had swung today, but it was definitely much more powerful than the first.

And in front of the Tianxuan Slash, there was a huge thunder pillar formed by countless entangled purple and green thunderbolts.

The purple electricity and Qingmang in the thunder pillar have been completely combined, and the shape is scattered, which is the strongest killing move formed by Dongfang Xin to gather all his strength and simulate the heavenly punishment.

Under the punishment of heaven, the powerful Mo Wushuang cannot resist.

He has the power of the Spring of Heavenly Veins, and this purple and green thunder pillar is already infinitely close to the Heavenly Punishment.

He called it a thunderous punishment.

In the next second, the lightsaber and the thunder pillar were about to meet.

It's as if two worlds collide.