With the sound of the howling wind, the big knife in Tang Zhentian's hand slashed towards Yang Yibu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, like the top of Mount Tai.

"Kill" Just as Tang Zhentian's big knife slashed down, Yang Yibu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up straight from the ground, and the loose sword in his hand slashed at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, seven vortices detached from the Loose Pattern Sword, forming a huge Big Dipper Seven Dou in the sky.

Then the seven stars continued to expand and merge, and in the silent violent explosion, they opened into a giant sword that covered the sky, and the breath of destruction on the giant sword soared into the sky.

"It's not good, Zhentian retreat quickly" Tang Potian, who followed Tang Zhentian and killed Yang Yib, was the first to find out that the situation was wrong, and he shouted while rushing madly at Yang Yibu.

Although Tang Potian reminded him, it was still too late, and the devastating aura emitted from Yang Yibu's giant sword had already enveloped Tang Zhentian and his big sword.

The tooth-aching cracking sound of "click" clearly spread through every corner of Fuyin City, and every monk in Fuyin City could hear it clearly.

In the stunned eyes of all the monks, Tang Zhentian's big sword shattered inch by inch, and it turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

The unblocked giant sword carried the storm of destruction in the body, and all the power bombarded Tang Zhentian, who was struggling to retreat.

"Ah......" Tang Zhentian's terrible scream was very short, and before his scream could be fully uttered, his body had turned into a cloud of crimson blood mist.

Under Yang Yibu's long-planned sword, Tang Zhentian didn't even have time to escape, and his body turned into a blood mist.

Looking at Tang Zhentian, who had turned into blood mist, Yang Yibu waved his hand, and instantly gathered these blood mist and put them in his hand.

The true fire in his body poured out from the palm of his hand, instantly refining this blood mist into nothingness.

As long as the Yuan Infant Monk escapes, he will not die at all, and a body like Tang Zhentian and the Yuan Infant will be destroyed at the same time and turn into blood mist, in fact, he will not die.

As long as he still has a drop of blood, he can be resurrected, but his body is extremely weak, so Yang Yibu and Ben will not give him such a chance to get back together.

directly gathered Tang Zhentian's blood mist together and refined it, so that even if Tang Zhentian wanted to be resurrected, he couldn't be resurrected, he was already too dead to die.

"Zhentian" Tang Potian had already rushed to Yang Yibu at this time, and he was about to crack and attack Yang Yibu frantically.

Tang Potian and Tang Zhentian, two brothers, have lived together for tens of thousands of years, and their relationship has always been very good, but now that Tang Zhentian was killed by Yang Yib, Tang Potian must have to fight with Yang Yib.

"Damn, this Yang Yibu is too fucking insidious, just now he just cheated and killed Tang Zhentian."

It was only then that an old monk came back to his senses from his stunned gaze and spoke aloud.

"Yes, yes, this Yang Yibu is too insidious and cunning, I'll just say, if you fight well, how can you lose."

Another monk wiped the cold sweat on his head and said, he secretly made up his mind in his heart to stay away from this Yang Yibu in the future, so as not to be killed by him.

"Who said just now that Yang Yibu was injured internally, you stand up and see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death."

Another monk said aloud, rolling up his sleeves and patting his chest again, as if he was about to do something.

"Yang Gongzi is not only handsome but also very chic and very resourceful, I simply love him to death, I decided, when Yang Gongzi is over the battle, I will go to him to court."

A rather attractive friar announced in such a loud voice that almost every monk in the city could hear her.

Even Yang Yibu in the battle heard her words, and Yang Yibu almost fell to the ground.

"Xiao Sao Hoof, look at what you said, you affected Yang Gongzi's performance, and almost made him hacked to death by Tang Potian."

Another fierce friar said aloud.

"It's not her words that scared Yang Gongzi, it was her dignity that scared Yang Gongzi, she dared to say that she wanted to marry Yang Gongzi if she was so ugly, only a fairy like me who looks like a goddess is worthy of being with Yang Gongzi."

Another friar, who was worthy of a beautiful woman, said loudly, not only to the loss of the previous nun but also to exalt herself.

"Little sassy hoof, who do you say is ugly".

The water battle was staged.

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"Boom~Boom~" In the sky, Yang Yibu and Tang Potian continued to bombard each other, and the rolling waves of air continued to spread, destroying all the buildings that were close.

"Ah......" After a long battle, coupled with the stimulation of the loss of his brother, Tang Potian was already crazy at this time, but like a wounded beast, he kept attacking Yang Yibu.

"It can't be delayed, it's time to decide the outcome of the game" Yang Yibu made a decision, he didn't want to be consumed with Tang Potian.

If it was consumed, he was afraid that the people from Zixiao Hall would arrive, and it would be troublesome, and his plan to destroy the Tang family would not be realized.

"Tang Potian, I'll send you to reunite with you and your brother earlier," Yang Yibu said to the crazy Tang Potian, and at the same time, a much stronger momentum emanated from his body than before.

"Boom~" Under Yang Yibu's powerful momentum, the clouds in the sky were all washed away.

Seeing Yang Yibu's momentum suddenly skyrocketing, Tang Potian, who was in madness, also came to his senses, and he knew that the moment to decide life and death had come.

Tang Potian stopped the senseless crazy attack, he was also constantly accumulating strength, he wanted to use all his peak strength.

He knew that this was the last big collision between him and Yang Yib, and it was the final blow that would decide life and death.

"Kill" Yang Yibu took the lead, and seven small vortices slowly flew out from the tip of Yang Yib's loose sword.

Seven smaller vortices flew out of the tip of the Loose Sword, and the seven smaller vortices behind them were a little faster than the previous ones.

The seven smaller vortices quickly caught up with the previous ones, and coincided in constant rotation.

Seven larger vortices are then formed, and these seven vortices form the shape of the Big Dipper in the sky.

Eventually, it began to grow in size, and in silence, two vortices overlapping each other exploded, forming a vortex.

In the life and death of the world, the power generated by the collision of fourteen small worlds is all entangled and fused together.

A huge lightsaber was formed, and this lightsaber began to compress continuously, compressing into a sword smaller than the lightsaber formed by the seven vortices.

This sword not only exudes an infinite aura of destruction, but also carries a cold aura that can freeze people's souls.

As soon as this cold aura was generated, it was as if the void had been frozen, because there was a crystal cold glow flashing between the entire void.

This sword is the pinnacle sword that Yang Yibu can use at present, and it is a sword that Yang Yibu has improved and strengthened against the world after decades of fierce battles with immortal beasts in the Broken Sky Valley.

"Ah......" In the face of Yang Yibu's powerful sword, a palpitating sense of deadly danger rose from Tang Potian's heart.

Tang Potian forcibly suppressed this palpitating feeling, and he tried his best to inject all his power into his long sword without reservation.

Patches of golden light emanated from Tang Potian's long sword, and the golden light illuminated most of the sky.

"Kill" Tang Potian held a sword in both hands and slashed at Yang Yibu with a volley.

At this time, Yang Yibu's cold light sword also happened to be formed, and Yang Yibu pushed forward violently, and the giant sword that flashed with cold light seemed to slowly and quickly slash towards Tang Potian.

Wherever Yang Yibu's giant sword passed, the void seemed to be unable to bear it, making a "clacking" sound.

"Retreat, retreat as far as possible" Looking at the two radiant greatswords that were about to collide, an old monk felt a sense of danger coming, and he yelled at all the monks who were standing around watching the excitement.

At the same time, he also turned into a streamer and retreated into the distance.

"Hula" saw the old monk's actions and heard his words, and stood in all directions to watch the lively monks, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

For a while, the entire sky over Fuyin City was scattered, and there was chaos, and they all retreated into the distance.

They chose to retreat in order to avoid the disaster of the fish pond, and no one wanted to see a lively life or end up with scars.