"What kind of treasure is this?" Feng Baopu exclaimed, and shouted angrily, the divine power that erupted from his hands was even more ferocious, and the sword qi on the flying sword was even more powerful.

Bang bang bang! Rao was the psychic demon wood that had blocked the sword qi before, and at this time, they also cracked one after another, and they were strangled into a pile of sawdust. However, the appearance of the psychic demon wood also gave He Jiangxiu a chance to breathe.

"War King Divine Sword, kill!" He Jiangxiu shouted, his body first retreated backwards, getting rid of Feng Baopu's divine sword, and then urged the War King Divine Sword to move up, and the mana of his body was used to the extreme.

The Eternal Mystery Law roared in He Jiangxiu's body, and the Eternal Immortal Ding, Hongmeng Divine Map, Shengwu Pagoda, and the three major treasures all gushed out the power of chaos and the power of Saint Martial Arts, blessing He Jiangxiu's single arm.

Because He Jiangxiu's arms were blown up by the power of space, He Jiangxiu could only hold a sword in one hand at this time, and his combat power was greatly limited.

"Senior Brother He, I'll help you!" Murong Shaobai took the lead in flying and killing, flashing in front of He Jiangxiu, the long sword in his hand stabbed forward violently, completely revealing Lingyun's sword intent.

Crazy killing intent surged out of Murong Shaobai's body. Like a monstrous wave, it swept towards Feng Baopu.

Just when Murong Shaobai appeared in front of He Jiangxiu, Zhou Ziping also tried his best to show the most ferocious killing move. With a flick of his finger, a white light shot out of his fingertips.

Feng Baopu, as a master of the Qianyuan realm, had a very strong divine sense, but in the blink of an eye, he saw clearly what the white light shot by Zhou Ziping was, and immediately exclaimed: "The Zhou family's white clouds and thunder are actually in your hands?"

"Feng Baopu, since you want to deal with my family, then go and die!" Zhou Ziping shouted, and in an instant, that white light exploded in front of Feng Baopu, and a cathartic and galloping endless energy condensed into a flying sword, which approached Feng Baopu's chest.

Whoosh! Feng Baopu retreated again and again, cursing at the same time: "As far as I know, your Zhou family only has three white clouds and ten thousand thunders, right?"

"If I can kill you, even if I use up all the white clouds and thunders, it will be worth it. Zhou Ziping said in a cold tone, his body rushed to Feng Baopu's body, the long sword in his hand stood up, and suddenly the sword light was messy, flying all over the sky.

The sword qi that Zhou Ziping urged seemed to block all of Feng Baopu's retreats. However, Feng Baopu is so cultivated, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw the flaws in Zhou Ziping's swordsmanship. He said in a cold voice: "With your strength, if you want to kill me, go and cultivate for another thirty years! However, I won't give you this opportunity! Your Zhou family's evil sword technique and Lingyun swordsmanship complement each other, after I get it, the swordsmanship will definitely increase greatly, and when the time comes, even Lingyun Shangxian will not be my opponent." ”

"Wishful thinking!" Zhou Ziping said angrily, grabbing the flying sword with one hand, and the flying sword-shaped energy that erupted from the Baiyun Ten Thousand Thunders with the other, the two swords combined, and the sword intent grew wildly.

At this moment, Zhou Ziping can be regarded as the most ferocious sword move.

He Jiangxiu, who was missing an arm, swept to Zhou Ziping's side, and with a turn of his mind, he sacrificed the Kyushu Demon Sword, the Liuhe Spirit Sword, and the War King Divine Sword.

Feng Baopu saw that the Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword, which originally belonged to him, appeared in the void at this time, and couldn't help frowning, and said happily and angrily: "Boy, in front of me, dare to take out my treasure to deal with me?"

Boom! Boom!

Feng Baopu said, and raised his hand to punch. This punch has the power of 90 million ancient giant elephants, and it fell heavily on the Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword, and suddenly the heavens and the earth shook, time and space reversed, and Yin and Yang went retrograde.

Although this punch did not directly hit He Jiangxiu's body, it made He Jiangxiu fly upside down, highlighting the mouthful of blood, and his breath was ups and downs, if it weren't for the eternal mystical law body, I am afraid that he would be killed.

"Return the things to their original owners!" Feng Baopu said coldly, and with a flick of his big hand, a strange energy surged out of his palm, like silk, wrapping the Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword in an instant.

Immediately, He Jiangxiu felt that he was gradually losing contact with the two divine swords.

"Impossible!" He Jiangxiu roared hard, regardless of the injuries in his body, rushed forward, grabbed the Haotian axe with one hand, and slashed it violently, with the momentum of wanting to cut off Feng Baopu's head.

"Looking for death!" Feng Baopu shouted angrily, his fists blasted out, and the violent fist wind, like a divine dragon, hit He Jiangxiu's body, and exploded suddenly, directly knocking He Jiangxiu's Haotian axe into the air.

He Jiangxiu is just a cultivator of the Sanqing realm, although his strength has reached the power of 300,000 ancient giant elephants, but compared with Feng Baopu, it is still too far behind. The chaotic power that erupted from Haotian Axe was certainly strong, but it was still destroyed by Feng Baopu's punch.

Feng Baopu's eyes opened, and a divine light locked on He Jiangxiu's figure, and then, Feng Baopu asked coldly: "Boy, what kind of treasure did you block my flying sword before?"

"Hmph!" He Jiangxiu snorted coldly, ignoring Feng Baopu's questioning. The figure that flew out upside down soon stopped, and although the Haotian Axe was knocked away, the War King Divine Sword appeared in He Jiangxiu's hand.

Feng Baopu went straight to He Jiangxiu, and when he saw the divine sword in He Jiangxiu's hand, he couldn't help but ask in astonishment: "This is the War King Divine Sword?" Lin Chongxu's treasure, how could it be in your hands?"

Lin Chongxu is the holy son of the Joyful Sword Sect, and he also has a good reputation in the Holy Martial Continent. And Feng Baopu is the first true disciple of Lingyun Sect, and there must be an inextricable connection between the two.

"I heard that Lin Chongxu died in the Yin Yang Mine, could it be that you killed Lin Chongxu?" Feng Baopu continued to ask, but the speed under his feet did not decrease at all, just between breaths, he had already rushed to the position of being less than five steps away from He Jiangxiu.

"Senior Brother He, be careful!" Murong Shaobai asked with concern, however, he and Zhou Ziping were also mud bodhisattvas crossing the river at this time, and it was difficult for them to protect themselves.

"Die, you two!" Xuanxuan and Fan Chen, both masters of the Kunyuan realm, surrounded and killed Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping respectively, and a scuffle began.

He Jiangxiu saw that Feng Baopu was killed in a blink of an eye, his heart tightened, the divine light flashed under his feet, and the turbulent Huangquan Holy River surging and roaring.

"Die!" Feng Baopu gritted his teeth and looked at He Jiangxiu with a gloomy gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Teng Teng!

He Jiangxiu retreated again and again, flicked one hand, and blocked the War King Divine Sword in the front, and then exerted his eternal sword qi, urging the Huangquan Holy Sword to flee frantically.

Because He Jiangxiu knew that he was definitely not Feng Baopu's opponent, not to mention, now that he had lost an arm, his combat strength was greatly damaged, and he didn't have enough energy to run the Saint Martial Mitian Great Sword Formation in the Holy Martial Tower, even if there was a Heavenly Dragon, it was impossible to defeat Feng Baopu.

"You must take a step ahead of Feng Baopu and enter the treasure house of Panwu Immortal Venerable!" He Jiangxiu said secretly in his heart, his figure was like a phantom, and he rushed out from the side of Feng Baopu's body strangely.

"En?" Feng Baopu was shocked and said in a low voice: "It seems that I still underestimated you." But you're going to die!"

Feng Baopu grabbed the Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword in his hand, and immediately, He Jiangxiu felt that he had completely lost his connection with the two divine swords.

In other words, the Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword are no longer He Jiangxiu's treasures.

Feng Baopu wiped the two divine swords, holding the dual swords, his figure flashed, and he followed behind He Jiangxiu.

The powerhouse of the Qianyuan realm, the ingenuity and agility of his body shape are by no means comparable to He Jiangxiu. Especially a genius like Feng Baopu, in the Qianyuan realm, has already slightly comprehended some spatial ways, and under the quiet operation, the speed of the body method is even more wonderful.

Immediately, Feng Baopu flew to He Jiangxiu's back. The Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword overlapped and killed, approaching He Jiangxiu's heart.

The two high-grade king weapon flying swords, in Feng Baopu's hands, can be regarded as bursting out with their due power. After all, He Jiangxiu is only in the Sanqing realm, and he can't completely show the divine power of the high-grade royal weapon.

The roaring sword qi rose behind He Jiangxiu's neck, and the slightest cool air penetrated into the depths of He Jiangxiu's soul.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Murong, don't entangle any more! We are not their opponents, hurry up and enter the temple!" He Jiangxiu shouted, and went straight to the temple without hesitation.

He Jiangxiu vaguely saw that in front of the temple, there was a mighty stone lion. The stone lion was holding a jade plate, and as soon as he placed the key on the jade plate, the temple would open.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" He Jiangxiu roared again and again, and behind him, Feng Baopu said leisurely: "If you want to enter the temple, that's impossible!"

When Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping heard He Jiangxiu's call, they immediately shook a shot, got rid of the siege of Xuanxuan and Fan Chen, and fell behind He Jiangxiu, one left and one right.

"You two, let's die first!"

Feng Baopu shouted angrily, attacking and killing Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping, with a wave of his big hand, and then the two swords were killed.

Dangdang!

The Kyushu Demon Sword and the Liuhe Spirit Sword slammed into the bodies of Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping respectively, and in an instant, the two of them spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, and their bodies flew out far away.

However, it was precisely by relying on this impact that the two of them approached the temple infinitely.

At the moment when Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping blocked Feng Baopu, He Jiangxiu also urged his kung fu to an incomprehensible state, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the stone lion in front of the temple.

"Temple, open it!" He Jiangxiu let out a loud shout, opened his big hand, and placed the bronze key on the disc in the stone lion's mouth.

"What! You also have the key to open the temple!?" Feng Baopu's eyes widened in disbelief, watching the temple in front of him slowly open, bursting out with a divine light.

"Let's go!" He Jiangxiu shouted, flicking his sleeve robe, stirring up two gusts of wind, enveloping Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping, stepping into that divine light.

This divine light quickly converged, bringing He Jiangxiu and the three of them into the temple.

The temple is closed again.