"You say, even if you are a master of the Heavenly Realm, you will kill him the same? Then I want to see if you can kill me. Xuanwu Zhenren looked at He Jiangxiu with a cold look in his eyes, and the strong aura he exuded had already suppressed He Jiangxiu in place.

Suddenly, He Jiangxiu felt as if 100,000 mountains had fallen on his body, making him unable to breathe at all, and even the operation of the vitality in his body was greatly suppressed.

However, He Jiangxiu forcibly operated the Eternal Origin Dao Method and absorbed enough energy from the eight scriptures, but he was able to compete with this Xuanwu real person.

"Oh?" Xuanwu Zhenren couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that He Jiangxiu had actually broken through his seal and withstood the pressure of his aura.

"Good. You, a little friar, do have some means. Xuanwu Zhenren said with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised, giving people an incomparably evil feeling.

Then, Xuanwu Zhenren turned to the female monks in the Posa Continent and said, "Thank you a few Taoist friends. The bounty promised by my Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect will be paid to everyone in full. ”

Xuanwu Zhenren said, and with a flick of his finger, a white divine light shot out from his fingertips.

He Jiangxiu clearly saw that the white divine light was an extremely precious storage bag, and the space inside was so vast that he didn't know how vast.

Su Qiaoqiao took the storage bag, immediately released his divine sense, penetrated into the storage bag, and quickly glanced at it.

When her divine sense was withdrawn from this storage bag, Su Qiaoqiao's face underwent a very subtle change, and a feeling of extreme excitement jumped on her face.

Obviously, there are countless treasures in that storage bag.

The Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect also paid a certain price in order to hunt down and kill He Jiangxiu.

Even Xuanwu Zhenren, after handing over the storage bag to Su Qiaoqiao, also showed a trace of pain.

"He Jiangxiu, you can't escape. Xuanwu Zhenren stepped forward, and a strong gust of wind erupted from his sleeve robe, directly enveloping He Jiangxiu.

Whoosh!

Then, behind Xuanwu Zhenren, countless flying swords spun up and fell into the void, forming a seamless sword formation.

"This is the grudge between my Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect and He Jiang Xiu, other monks, please avoid it. Otherwise, my Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect will kill them together!" Xuanwu Zhenren said loudly, and the sound was transmitted, shaking high in the sky like a tide.

Yan Ziyun was a little moved, he refined the divine sword in his hand, and when he had enough vitality, his body flickered, and he rushed to kill in front of He Jiangxiu.

"He Jiangxiu, I'll help you. Yan Ziyun said in a firm tone, his eyes swept and he looked at the Xuanwu real person, as if he didn't look at the Xuanwu real person in his eyes.

At this time, Yu Xuan also flew over and said softly: "He Daoyou, I am also here to help you." ”

"Thank you both. He Jiangxiu said gratefully, and at the same time urged the Sun and Moon Sword to move.

Wang Yi was a little dilemma. I can't make a decision for a while.

As the first true disciple of the Falling Snow Sect of the Divine Soul Continent, Wang Yi was actually not afraid of the Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect, but was afraid of the behemoth behind the Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect.

He Jiangxiu also knew Wang Yi's difficulties, so he sent a message to Wang Yi and said, "Brother Wang Yi, this is a grudge between me and the Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect, you don't have to make a move. Moreover, just with this Xuanwu real person, I can't help it. ”

When Wang Yi heard He Jiangxiu's transmission, his nervous face stretched out as if he had been amnestied.

"You have to be more careful, that Xuanwu Zhenren is not so easy to deal with, after all, he is the supreme powerhouse of the Xiangtian realm, and he is the worship of the Great Elder of the Heavenly Corpse Dao Sect, with many means and vast magical powers. Wang Yi immediately sent a voice to He Jiangxiu and said.

He Jiangxiu nodded, his eyes became gloomy, and the aura of the whole person fell into an extremely mysterious situation.

A strong fighting aura flowed out of He Jiangxiu's body.

Xuanwu Zhenren quickly sensed He Jiangxiu's killing intent, and without hesitation, he urged the magic power, opened a divine fist, and went straight to He Jiangxiu's front door to kill.

As a powerhouse in the Xiangtian realm, the strength of Xuanwu Zhenren can be said to be beyond He Jiangxiu's imagination. The phantom of the heavenly dragon appeared from the arm of the Xuanwu real person, and the treasure was **, although it was a virtual shadow, but there was no difference between it and the real heavenly dragon.

Boom Boom!

One after another, the divine fists crushed on top of He Jiangxiu's head. In just three breaths, the protective qi that He Jiangxiu had opened with all his strength turned into powder in the sky.

Rao is the Hongmeng Divine Bell in the Hongmeng God Diagram, which was hit by a divine fist and turned directly into ashes.

On the corner of He Jiangxiu's mouth, a trace of blood flowed.

"He Daoyou, are you okay?" asked Yu Xuan with concern.

"It doesn't matter. He Jiangxiu shook his head, and the third eye on his forehead immediately opened, releasing wisps of divine consciousness, penetrating in all directions, sensing the next movements of the Xuanwu Zhenren.

Suddenly, He Jiangxiu's eyes trembled and he shouted, "Not good!"

As soon as He Jiangxiu's voice dispersed, a beam of light as thick as a divine dragon fell from the sky, like a huge star, falling through the sky.

On this beam, a raging flame burned.

If you look closely, you will find that the raging flames are actually flying sword qi, densely packed, tens of thousands.

Boundless sword qi sprinkled down, forming a sea of swords in the void.

The sea of swords was agitated, and the fierce sword qi was ever-changing, combining into formations one after another, and they were attacking and killing towards He Jiangxiu.

At this time, Xuanwu Zhenren stepped forward and shouted, "Your name is Yu Xuan, right? For the sake of the Yu family's face, you can leave now. ”

"Hmph. Yu Xuan just snorted coldly, and did not respond to Xuanwu Zhenren, but completely refined the divine sword in his hand.

Xuanwu Zhenren didn't care, and then looked at Yan Ziyun on the side and asked, "You, a monk, are a little raw. It shouldn't be a monk from the Senluo Continent or the Heavenly Corpse Star Domain, right? Tell me, which sect are you a disciple of?"

"I advise you not to know my origins. I'm afraid that after you know it, you'll be scared to death. Yan Ziyun said with a sneer, and with a slap of his jade hand, he shot out the divine sword in his hand.

The divine sword passed through the sea of swords and reached the chest of the Xuanwu Zhenren.

Xuanwu Zhenren laughed and said, "Even if you are a monk of the Eternal Gate on the Central Continent, I am not afraid. In that case, all three of you, give me death!"

Boom! Boom!

As Xuanwu Zhenren spoke, a giant palm appeared and condensed from between the sea of swords, and immediately grabbed and pinched the divine sword inspired by Yan Ziyun.

At this moment, Yan Ziyun seemed to have been hit as well, and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He Jiangxiu felt the endless divine power and vast aura released by the Xuanwu Zhenren, his face was solemn, and he muttered to himself: "It seems that this is a vicious battle. ”