The whole square is like dead silence!

The faces of the people of the three clans were extremely gloomy, and the eyes of Sheng Tianxing were full of essence, and the killing intent could not be suppressed.

However, the three of Sheng Qiongming were full of divine expression in their eyes, and there was a different kind of meaning flowing, looking at Xia Ziyu as if they were looking at a dead person.

The dispute between the young master of the Qin clan and the holy son of the holy clan, the Daozi, came to an end.

Luo Bin, who amazed everyone again and again, coupled with the reborn Shengjinling in the back, how could he be able to control the supreme power?

The Qin clan still won, even if the situation was reversed several times, but the Qin clan still won the record of all victories.

The long-awaited ending of the group of heroes, but when this moment really came, it plunged the crowd into that deathly silence, and everyone was shocked, and the powerful and incomparable Shengjinling died under Xia Ziyu's fist.

The three clans of Huaizhou have a weightless position on the mainland, and there are few people in this world who dare to kill the people of the three clans like this, they are more lofty than the people on the mountain, on the top of the clouds, and today in front of everyone, they have lost a few people one after another.

"Roaring ......"

"It's over!"

Suddenly, the square was boiling, the scene was noisy, and the voices of people were like big waves, sweeping the world in all directions.

The voices of the people were boiling, the roar shook the mountains, the ten directions were terrified, and the major holy land clans were all shocked and inexplicable.

"It's unbelievable, Xia Ziyu actually won, and the Holy Jinling, who controls the ultimate divine power, was defeated, is this true?"

"That Heavenly Pride of the Holy Clan, or the Holy Jinling that fuses the power of the two, although it is evil and evil, but who dares to deny his strength, but it still falls into the hands of the young master of the Qin Clan!"

"The Qin clan, it's unstoppable, this young master of the Qin clan is even more dominant among the younger generation, and he is the top ten Tianjiao on the earth list, and that's about it!"

"If he doesn't fall, we can only be shrouded in his radiance, how many people in the world can compete with him?"

"The young master of the Qin clan, the supreme youth, cast a brilliant and invincible road, will strongly lead the rise of the younger generation of the Qin clan, and push the pride of the heavens on the mainland. ”

The Holy Land Clan, everyone in the Hundred Sects was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked!

After today, this news will sweep across the continent like a hurricane, and the Qin clan ceremony, the young master of the Qin clan will strongly defeat all Tianjiao.

This battle will certainly cause an uproar on the mainland, arouse the attention and discussion of countless people, and shock the world, and the ripples of divine brilliance on the battlefield are magnificent, and they are gradually dissipating.

On the ground of the battlefield, only the purple and gold boy stood with his sword, covered in blood and suffering heavy losses, but no one dared to underestimate this young man anymore.

The lords of the major forces were at this time, their eyes were different, some people shook their heads slightly, their faces were regretful, and some people were gloating.

Chu Ling sighed slightly and said, "A good seedling, but it was ruined here, he shouldn't be like this." ”

"Providence makes people, it's a flash in the pan, and everyone is gone!" Jun Wuxian whispered, regretful.

"It's a well-deserved death, let that little evil obstacle be abolished!" Saint Qiongming sneered disapprerovingly, the life and death of Saint Jinling was insignificant in his eyes.

But he was happy to see it, the sudden appearance of the Qin clan broke the long-standing plan of the three clans, and made the Qin clan pay a little price, and he was happy to see it.

Now that the kid of the Qin clan is half dead, this young master of the Qin clan is no longer worthy of his name, and the next thing is of course to teach the Qin clan a lesson.

"No, even if this kid is scrapped, it is not safe, it is difficult to guarantee that the Qin clan will not make him recover again, only the dead are the most reassuring!" Sheng Tianxing looked at the group of young people behind him and whispered.

Liu Guanhai bowed slightly, and glanced at Sima Xuan, obviously with the same thoughts as Sheng Tianxing.

Saint Qiongming and they didn't stop it, it was best to let these young people do it, and when they came here today, they didn't intend to talk about any reasoning or see any ceremony.

The Qin clan dared to openly threaten and even humiliate their three clans, naturally they had to pay some price, even if they couldn't destroy it for the time being, but they still had this heart to break through this divine palace.

On the shattered battle platform, Xia Ziyu stood quietly, silently breathing, feeling the power in his body, the sea of qi and the divine soul had disappeared, only the body was still there.

This battle caused him heavy losses and paid a huge price, the sea of qi was destroyed, the spirit dissipated, and the body was already in tatters.

This is the most tragic battle he has encountered since his debut, if the Holy Jinling still has hole cards, this battle will be even more difficult, and he can't say that he will fall here.

The result is also good, although the Qi Sea Divine Soul dissipates and the cultivation is no longer restored, but at least he survived, even if he is a little lost, but he can still accept it.

He stood still for a long time, silently feeling his body, now he can't even look inside his body, but that power still exists, he can still use it, I'm afraid it will dissipate later.

Qin Jian and the others closed their eyes in pain, looking at Xia Ziyu's broken body, they felt distressed, their grandson's cultivation was gone, and they had the strength of their own body, how could their grandson go on in the future?

"That's the end of today!" Qin Jian slowly spoke, the cold killing intent in his tone was undisguised, but he still hadn't made a move yet.

Sheng Tianxing snorted coldly and said, "It's over, my three clans are no longer fighting, and the Qin clan has produced a great junior, but it is abolished!"

Qin Ming glared angrily, the sword in front of him was constantly buzzing, and he had the intention of making a move, the injury on Xia Ziyu's body made him hurt in his heart, and the loss of cultivation made him even more angry.

It's good now, the three clans are still sneering at each other, but they don't feel sorry for the dead person at all, and that's how cold they are.

I just don't know if the Saint Clan Heroic Spirit under the Nine Springs will feel worthless for this?

Qin Jian glanced at everyone of the three clans coldly, without words, his mind moved slightly, and the ancestral seal of the Qin clan turned into a streamer and fell into his hands.

At the same time, the younger generation of the three clans moved, and dozens of figures swept into the battlefield at the same time, and the divine light filled the sky, enveloping Xia Ziyu.

"Presumptuous!" Qin Jian suddenly became furious.

"Despicable, you are looking for death!" Qin Ming roared angrily.

The Excalibur appeared on the battlefield with a roar, and wanted to bombard the children of the three clans.

Sheng Tianxing, Sima Xuan, and Liu Guanhai shot at the same time to block Qin Ming's sword.

Qin Jian's eyes opened, a pair of pupils were black and white, and a chilling killing intent erupted, and a palm fluttered towards Sheng Tianxing and the others.

"Patriarch Qin, I'll accompany you in a battle!"

Sheng Qiongming got up suddenly, and pushed out with a palm, and then, the palm print was broken, and Sheng Qiongming was frightened, and his body rose into the air.

"Saint Venerable or Emperor Venerable?" said Saint Qiongming in disbelief.

He hadn't thought about it that much before, but after making a move, he realized how powerful the seemingly ordinary old man above the Qin clan's throne was!

As soon as the storm moved, Saint Qiong Ming moved, but Qin Jian was still sitting on the main seat, and with a light wave of one hand, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and the large array of sharp edges above the divine palace poured down.

Qin Jian didn't look at Sheng Qiongming, but looked at Sima Wudi and Liu Ji, the ancestral seal in his hand flashing with divine brilliance.

"Are the three clans crazy? Is this trying to break through the Qin clan?"

"There is a good show, even if the Qin clan can be saved today, but Xia Ziyu was seriously injured and dying, and now many Tianjiao of the three clans have made a move, and no one has reacted, so he can only die!"

"What about the peerless? Under the Saint's calculations, can anyone live?"

Rumble!

At this moment, Gong Ling made a move, and her body stepped out in one step, as if she was rejuvenated, and the original old body turned into a beautiful wife with charm after this step.

One step out, the figure appeared in front of Sheng Tianxing, the jade palm fell suddenly, the space in the palm exploded, Sheng Tianxing hurriedly turned around, and pushed out with all his strength.

In an instant, the entire Divine Palace almost exploded, and at the same time, the divine light on the major halls of the Divine Palace gushed out to protect itself, but Sheng Tianxing was not so lucky.

His face suddenly turned pale, and the crystal palm print bombarded him directly, seemingly plain, but it gave him an extreme sense of threat.

"Holy Clan, Liu Clan, Sima Clan!"

"What a Huaizhou clan, today, if you leave safely, my Gong Ling will abandon this body cultivation!"

Gong Lingjiao shouted, the anger of the burning sky was burning, seeing that her grandson was seriously injured, but she was helpless, and now the three clans even instigated their disciples to besiege and kill their grandson again.

There is no forgiveness for sin!

Gong Ling stood in the void above the Hall of Life and Death, and under his tranquil face, there was a great terror that shocked the mountains and rivers and terrified all beings.

In an instant, the six patriarchs of the three clans moved together, and they didn't take Gong Ling's words to heart at all, as long as Xia Ziyu was killed here today, then the reputation of the Qin clan would definitely be damaged in the future.

Also in color, this is the revenge of the three clans against the Qin clan, the most preliminary revenge.

Qin Jian snorted coldly, and the heavenly dome was terrifying, and countless Great Dao Divine Chains in the void fell together, sealing the entire battlefield in it, preventing the Holy Venerable War from affecting others.

Nami's eyes were shocked, her delicate body disappeared in place, and she appeared beside Qin Ming, and a divine sword roared out and slashed towards Liu Ji.

"Old thing, you dare to make a move on my man, you are looking for death!"

The eyebrows are upside down, the pretty face is shy, and the heroic posture is not enough to express the endless majesty of Nami at this moment.

The high-altitude battle seems to be unwavering, but every blow shatters the void, and the void turbulence is everywhere.

On the battlefield below, Xia Ziyu looked at the people attacked and killed by the three clans with an indifferent expression, and there was not much surprise.

"Three Clans!"

Xia Ziyu's voice was tinged with a chill, although he had killed several great Tianjiao of the three clans, but the three clans also made him suffer heavy losses this time.

"Grass, what a despicable act!"

"What if I don't exist?"

The dragon hub's body flashed, and he landed beside Xia Ziyu along with Qin Jing and the others.

Bai Qing's body stepped into the air, looking at the several Emperor Realm elders of the three clans, and the killing intent was rolling in his blue and golden eyes.

"Don't stop me, damn it, I'm going to blow up these bastards!" Chu Tianling roared into the battlefield, holding a sword in his right hand and a spirit popping bead in his left hand.

Luo Xiu didn't say anything and just followed him, but the aura that erupted had already shown his determination.

Chu Ling shook his head helplessly, looking at his son's appearance, if he dared to say no, the little cub would definitely throw the Spirit Burst Bead at him unceremoniously.

"Father?" Jun Jian looked at his father, Jun Wuxie.

"Go ahead, now that you're ready, you don't have to have any more scruples!" Jun Wuxian whispered with a smile.

Jun Jianlai turned around and swept towards the battle platform, and Wuchenzi on the other side also swept up the battle platform and landed beside Xia Ziyu.

"Kill!"

The three clans ignored it at this time, roared and rushed forward, vowing to kill Xia Ziyu.

In addition to the people of the Qin clan, Jun Jianlai, Chu Tianling, Luo Xiu, Han Yi, Wuchenzi, Wu Ling, Long Hub, Phantom Cloud Shu!

Looking at this group of people who had no hesitation, Xia Ziyu suddenly laughed, it turned out that he was not alone.

"Wait, aren't you just a bunch of garbage?"

"I still have two swords out yet, let me finish!"

Xia Ziyu grinned, looking at the people surrounding him in the middle, his heart warmed, although this world is not very beautiful, but with these friends, he is not in vain to go through the path of cultivation.

"Xiao Yu, your body ......" Qin Jing asked worriedly.

He could feel that Xia Ziyu's body at the moment was like a broken thatched hut that was airy on all sides, and it couldn't hold the strength at all.

"It's okay, let the sword in my hand shine again!"

"Here comes the sword!"

Xia Ziyu shouted.

Zheng!

The Infinite Heavenly Dao Sword swept out of the storage ring in Qin Jian's hand, broke through the air, and fell in front of him.

Before, the three clans handed over all the storage rings, and he was no exception, directly handing over his storage rings to Qin Jian.

Xia Ziyu stretched out his hand to hold the Wuji Heavenly Dao Sword and murmured, "Old friend, after today, it is estimated that I will not be able to let you shine, so I will fight with me again!"

Xia Ziyu, who held the Wuji Heavenly Dao Sword, his whole person changed, just like a Ling Tian Divine Sword, like that peerless sword god, left behind and independent.

On that huge battlefield, there seemed to be only one person and one sword, and nothing else.

The sea of qi was shattered, the spirit dissipated, and his cultivation was no longer restored, but the three clans still did not let him go, was the three clans wrong? Or did the sky not want him to live.

Xia Ziyu's eyes were cold, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"Okay, the three clans, calculate me, let me Xia Ziyu lose like this!"

"Naer and the other three clans, let's also hurt once!"

Xia Ziyu muttered softly, and in an instant, there were more and more cracks on his body, and blood gushed out like a spring.

His body shook, and wisps of mysterious lines emerged, which seemed to be as obscure as the avenue, as if containing supreme terror.

With the appearance of the lines, the dragon pattern on the body also appeared at this moment, Xia Ziyu's body crackled, and the corners of his mouth were gushing with blood.

The divine light poured out, the avenue hummed, and the roar like turning over the river and the sea actually caused the resonance of heaven and earth.

"What does Xia Ziyu want to do?

Everyone was shocked, until this moment, did Xia Ziyu still have the strength to fight, why was the aura that erupted so powerful, making them feel like they were facing a god.

"The first sword - the sword cuts the mountains and rivers!"

Xia Ziyu's voice was hoarse, and his voice was blurred because his body was shattered.

Phew!

Xia Ziyu's figure moved, like a streamer, and shot out, spanning ten miles in an instant, rushing towards the people of the three clans with countless sword qi roaring.

Long Yin also rushed in in an instant, Long Yin has a spirit, Xia Ziyu is its master, the master is in front of the killing, how can it fall behind.

The master is the first sword, and it is the master's second sword.

Snort!

"Ah......h

"It's the devil!"

Suddenly, the divine light rose in the battlefield, the heroes trembled, and the cold in their hearts rose up.

That one man rushed into the crowd with two swords, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with his sword in his hand, blood flying, stumps all over the ground, and wailing all over the field.

Several elders of the three clans were blocked by Bai Qing and the people of the Qin clan, and they couldn't come forward at all, and they were even torn apart by Bai Qing's anger, and their souls were burned by the blue gold flames.

"It's over, all the people of the three clans are dead!"

"Didn't you say that Xia Ziyu was abolished, why did he still have such strength?"

"Hey, it's really terrible, and in the last breath, everything is calculated. ”

The heroes trembled, on the battlefield, the purple clothes stood with a sword, the dragon chant hung beside him, and under the light of the setting sun, an endless sense of gloom and tragedy arose.

The broken purple and gold robe, the blood-stained twin swords, and the tattered body write a legend that belongs to him.

When everything on the battlefield was over, the people did not know what to say.

The only thing left of the scene is death and silence, and there is no life, which now seems so ridiculous.

Whether the Holy Venerable plans or the evil demon Daozi, now the purple clothes are still the same......

I'm arrogant.

In the sky above the Divine Palace, Saint Qiongming and the others, who had been fighting, suddenly changed color, the Great Dao Divine Chain dispersed, and several people broke through the void and appeared in front of everyone.

The bodies of the six saint Qiongming shook slightly, and there was a trace of blood flowing out of the corners of the mouths of Sheng Tianxing, Liu Guanhai, and Sima Xuan, the worst was not Sheng Tianxing, and there was a bloody sword mark on his chest.

Qin Ming stepped out suddenly, the divine sword in his hand was stained with blood, pointing directly at the six people, and the killing intent was shocking.

"Qin clan, how dare you?"

Sima Wudi's shocked and angry voice suddenly sounded, his eyes were full of anger, and he was even more incredulous, and his body trembled angrily.

The faces of the saint Qiongming and the others were also pale, and when they saw it, it was not Xia Ziyu who had fallen, but the corpses of the disciples of the three clans.

The anger in the eyes of several people almost condensed into substance, and the sword in the hand of the little evil obstacle kept dripping blood.

"Why don't you dare? I dare to slaughter you all, do you believe it?"

Qin Ming's cold voice exploded, and he walked towards Sheng Qiongming and the others step by step, as if there were thousands of flames burning in his eyes.

Angry, now that they know that they are angry, how can the people of the three clans understand the anger in their Qin clan's hearts.

"Hmph, Qin clan, this feud, my three clans have written it down, from today on, the younger generation of the three clans and the younger generation of the Qin clan will never die!"

Sheng Qiongming was furious, but he didn't do it again, he had already learned the combat power of several people of the Qin clan before, and the six of them alone could not take down the Qin clan.

What's more, with the help of the Bright God Clan, Nami's strength also frightened them, and it was even stronger than Sheng Tianxing and the others.

"Always with you!"

Rumble!

"What about Nyima who doesn't die?"

Qin Ming directly burst into foul language, and the divine sword in his hand pierced through the void and left. The sword body hummed, and the sword qi lingered.

"Give me death!"

"Ming'er, stop!"