Retreating to the viewing circle three thousand meters away, Tsing Yi Fenghua, who is willing to sacrifice his life for the Xuanfeng Dynasty today, is silent because of his grandson Feng Mo's words.

Beside Feng Hua, Feng Mo and Feng Silent and even the two old friends who were invited to see this backbone of the Xuanfeng Dynasty with such a look, they couldn't say anything for a while. But after a dozen breaths, I suddenly heard the faint sound of mosquitoes laughing at myself. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts again.

Some words are shallow, and no words are the ultimate expression.

In this bend, Fenghua still turned around.

...

From the moment Feng Mo agreed to Leng Dao, today's events probably have nothing to do with the Xuanfeng Dynasty. Of course, Hulun in a black fur coat on the heavenly dome couldn't care about any disputes between Leng Dao and the Xuanfeng Dynasty now.

This time, the Xeon hole card will not intersect with anyone again.

The dead do not intersect with the living.

Under the bowstring of two hundred meters long golden curved bow, Hulun's victorious figure rose to the sky behind the bowstring, and as the old guy's arms waved and the figure moved backwards, the bowstring opened, and a golden arrow feather fifty zhang long and several zhang in diameter slowly took shape above the bow's arm.

The arrow feather was pulled backwards with Hulun's victory, and the tip of the arrow actually drew a shallow white mark in the space.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the cold path hidden in the sun candlelight, everyone present was cold when they sensed the power of the arrow that Hulun was about to release.

Mo said that Jin Jiuyou, Yi Xin Soul and Zhang Sanxian invited by Fenghua, the two elders of black and white all knew that this arrow came over, and no one could survive here except Fenghua.

Hulun is overbearing and unreasonable, but this strength really has nothing to say.

"Little crumb, I want to see how thick your thing is?"

The attack was about to be condensed successfully, and Hu Lun, who had not yet seen Leng Dao's figure, did not intend to delay it any longer, and when the old roar fell, it could be said that the power of this arrow was stretched to the extreme.

Who knew that in the sky above the sky, Hu Lun's words fell less than two breaths, and the young man with a blood scab slowly stepped out with a ten-inch cold front in his hand.

The center of the young man's eyebrows were two strands of darkness that were pure to the extreme, and when the two forces collided, they shocked Fenghua and the others.

When these two seemingly integrated energies collided with each other, in addition to a terrifying frenzied force that strangled their perception at will, there were dark rays of light scattered next to the two forces.

They couldn't tell if it was the power of the Cold Path Condensation Field, or... Void Rift?

Void Rift?

When Hulun's victory was unleashed, they all had the illusion of death and lifelessness, if Leng Dao could crack the void crack with the strength of Liangyi Heavenly Grade, how ridiculous should this world be?

"Bow out of the sun,"

Seeing that the two forces above Leng Dao's head finally converged into the young man's eyebrows, it was strange to say, the old man in black who had originally sworn to wipe out Leng Dao stared at the young man's slightly playful gaze, and there seemed to be a dull bell ringing in Hulun's heart.

The end?

An unrealistic idea lingered no matter how much he suppressed it, and after taking a breath, Hu Lun roared in victory, and the fifty zhang long golden arrow feather in his hand went straight to the cold channel with the power of piercing the space, and the sun candle shone through.

Along the way, the wind and sand were blowing and the arrows were piercing.

"Yin and Yang, Destruction,"

Hu Lun shot an arrow that pierced the sky, and Leng Dao, whose face was pale and painful, whispered softly, accompanied by the power of the fusion and confrontation of the Yang Zhiqi and Yin Wuyuan, with the help of his body, the last infusion of the Cang Annihilation Divine Soldier, Leng Dao held up the Cang Annihilation Leng Feng, and then waved his arm lightly.

It was a fifty-zhang long dark sword gang, and the sword gang was the same as the previous black old man dealing with Zhang Sanxian, in the shape of a crescent.

The sword gang drew out, with this sword as the center, the originally calm space was distorted layer by layer, and if you look closely, that space is really a void crack that is several miles long.

...

"Two old friends, black and white Taoist friends help the old man protect the people of my Xuanfeng Dynasty. ”

I really saw that Leng Dao shook the space with the strength of the two heavenly products, and Fenghua's pupils suddenly shrank like pinholes.

A good player of Liangyi Tianpin can actually do a step that even he can't complete with all his might, it seems that it is not unreasonable for Leng Dao to kill Hulun first and then kill him.

But now, where can Fenghua still manage these bird things, when he looked down and saw that the Jianghu rangers and the people of Li in the dynasty were still waiting, Fenghua Taiji's strength exploded, and it was a three-meter-thick barren barrier condensed above the heads of thousands of people.

"Help,"

The cold attack was unleashed, and he was drunk by Fenghua's old voice, and the two elders of black and white couldn't care about opening their legs and retreating. It is also an indisputable fact that Zhang Sanxian, a black veteran, was injured today, and now it is enough for this dynasty to abandon their previous suspicions. Although it took a little effort, they really didn't want to see a Xuanfeng Desert kill more than 10,000 people twice in a row.

The two elders glanced at each other, and the red fire and desolate qi were wrapped in the outer layer of the barrier set up by Fenghua.

"Join forces,"

Even the two elders of black and white made a move, and Zhang Sanxian and the others naturally did not help, only to see that the yellow-robed Zhang Sanxian relied on a little of the strength recovered before and his old friends on the side to completely protect the weak point of the defensive cover.

The Xuanfeng Dynasty was like this, and the large forces of the Light Dynasty and the Beimu Dynasty were desperately retreating under the defense of Jin Jiuyou and Yi Xin Soul.

A blow of yin and yang is broken, and a shot of the sun is broken.

Before the collision came, the horror went first.

...

Zheng~

Woo~

In the middle of the Xuanfeng Desert, the two forces of the needle tip against Mai Mang collided for a moment, only to see that with the dark sword gang as the center, the desert gravel in a radius of five thousand meters rose to the sky, and the sound of the collision of Xuan Tie spread for a moment, and the faces of several Tai Realm masters who were blocking the front three thousand meters away were all pale, and even the palms that controlled the defensive barrier were trembling.

The wind and sand are like angry dragons swimming, but now how dare Fenghua and the others probe their perception into the central area again? After several explosions of earth-shattering energy spread, their naked eyes could only clearly see this piece of heaven and earth... Slowly plunged into a bone-chilling darkness.

It was as if eternal night had fallen.

...

They are all masters who have lived for hundreds of years, and at this moment, the masters of the Tai Chi Realm standing in front of the defensive energy wall are not in a second-rate dynasty, except for the black and white elders, who is not a person who is a man of his word in a second-rate dynasty?

However, in the darkness where it is difficult to see the five fingers, they can only protect their martial arts masters and the people of Li Min in the turtle shell like turtles, and the rest of the answers can only be left to time.

Only when the power of the two of them is completely annihilated can they know who killed the deer by qualifications.

After a short but long wait, the desert gravel that had been torn apart by the violent force returned to the ground, and the dark power that swept through the vast desert receded like a tide.

A breath of turbidity that shook to the point of inexorability spread along the mouths of Fenghua and the others, and several people looked at each other at a glance, and they all saw the palpitations in each other's eyes.

After the colorful desolate energy shield was removed, the black and white two elders and the others once again focused their eyes on the middle of the desert.

In the clear sky, Hulun stood in the sky, and the sun and candles on the opposite side were also as stable as ever.

Even more conspicuous is the thousand-meter-long, unsightly crack abyss in the middle of the desert, and when you listen to it, there seems to be bursts of fire slurry rolling sound underneath.

boom

But when thousands of people looked back and forth at the two of them in confusion, there was a clear dull sound, and the old man in black leather who was staring at the sun and candles under the scorching sun strangely exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The flesh and soul are destroyed.

There was a cold breath in his mouth, and the Fenghua figure who was clenched tightly with his fists couldn't help but stumble.

When Hulun's soul dissipated, the dark sun candle continued to shrink and finally disappeared completely.

In the middle of thousands of people, the bearded young man looked numb in the direction where the Great Elder of Wind Valley had left earlier. It seems like... Hulun, who died in his hands just now, was nothing more than a dispensable clown.

Youth are waiting for the map.

Rustle, rustle,

Looking up at the pale Leng Dao for a while, just when everyone in the Wind Valley was silent, I don't know who knelt down first in the desert, and then thousands of Jianghu experts and Li people from the east, west, north and south of the Xuanfeng Dynasty all knelt down in the direction of Leng Dao.

"Thank you, young man,"

"Thank you, young man,"

“...”

At this moment, the sound of gratitude in the middle of the desert sounded to the sky, Jin Jiuyou and the others looked inexplicable, and the wind valley Fenghua and the wind of the sky were silent, and their faces were complicated.

They are the main masters of the Xuanfeng Dynasty, but in the face of the thousands of people in the dynasty kneeling down and worshipping Leng Dao, they can't even get the slightest anger.

Those who reach the source domain are respected, and the fist is always something above identity, family background, and money. Leng Dao was able to erase the Tai Chi Di product in the Liangyi realm, Hu Lun was completely victorious, and his face was not red or panting, and his previous mottled thoughts were ridiculous when he thought about it.

If Feng Mo hadn't agreed to Leng Dao, this young man would only need a sword to kill him!

Under the scorching sun, the young man looked numb and calm in the face of the thousands of people kneeling down under him, and he never had a word of conversation with anyone else.

Seeing Leng Dao like this, Fenghua and the others smiled even more bitterly. They don't know what Leng Dao is thinking, it's really unwise to bother at this moment!

In the atmosphere of oppressive silence, an hour is long overdue. In the distance of the sky, an old man in green clothes rushed to this place from the direction of Golden Wind City.

......

"Miss Fu, wait for your prospective master for a while. ”

Before the time fell, a young man with a map hidden in his sleeve robe looked up at the sky to the south and muttered to himself.