The eight prayer buildings shone with brilliant golden light, suppressing the top of the mighty wind sword immortal's head. At the same time, He Jiangxiu's War King Divine Sword and Immortal Yuan Sword turned into streamers and slashed in front of the chest of the Haofeng Sword Immortal.

The Holy Martial Mitian Great Sword Array was also urged to the extreme by He Jiangxiu, and hundreds of thousands of divine swords were shot and stirred together, causing the entire time and space to become stagnant, and the heavy sword intent sealed the mana of the Haofeng Sword Immortal.

"Take refuge!" He Jiangxiu roared, opened his fists, and the four seas of consciousness in his mind ran wildly, flowing out of the pure source power, blessing He Jiangxiu's body, so that He Jiangxiu's strength would not be exhausted at all, and would always remain at the peak.

Boom Boom!

One after another divine fists bombarded down from He Jiangxiu's fists, the space exploded, and the energy between Zhou Tian seemed to converge on He Jiangxiu's fists at this moment, and then broke and killed on the body of the Haofeng Sword Immortal.

"Chaos Divine Fist! Lingyun One Sword!" He Jiang shouted, his wrist flicked, and the Tongtian Divine Sword, which was composed of hundreds of thousands of flying swords, immediately pierced the Haofeng Sword Immortal's whole body, and went straight into the chest of the Haofeng Sword Immortal.

Burst!

A bloody light rushed into the sky, and the mighty wind sword immortal was like a deflated skin, and the powerful momentum that emanated from his body quickly weakened.

He Jiangxiu's eyes were quick and he shouted: "Take advantage of your illness, I want your life! Eight scriptures, suppress me! The light of the Buddha shines, and all things are one!"

"He Jiangxiu, these eight scriptures are the treasures of my Xuanhuang Gate, give them back to me!" Just when He Jiangxiu led the eight scriptures and suppressed them towards the Haofeng Sword Immortal, Wang Qianlin behind him suddenly rushed up, looking like he was at home.

Wang Qianlin urged a huge war knife at this time, and the war knife flashed with a white cold light, like a skeleton and ghost in hell, killing He Jiangxiu, wanting to completely tear He Jiangxiu apart.

This war knife turned out to be a high-grade royal weapon. Urged to the extreme by Wang Qianlin, it is very powerful, and has the power to open up the world and kill gods and demons.

However, sensing the violent aura of Wang Qianlin's flying killing, He Jiangxiu's face did not change in any way, and his big hand opened, completely suppressing the eight scriptures on the body of the Haofeng Sword Immortal, and then withdrew and flew back to meet Wang Qianlin.

Wang Qianlin is only the strength of the Kunyuan realm, even if He Jiangxiu does not use the Holy Martial Mitian Great Sword Formation, he has the power to fight.

"Die!" He Jiangxiu opened his eyes, and a ray of essence shot out. This cold light enveloped Wang Qianlin's whole body, making Wang Qianlin feel a burst of heart palpitations.

Wang Qianlin was stunned, and his eyes showed fear. But now, he has no way out, he can only fight with He Jiangxiu to the end.

"He Jiangxiu! You want to die! You want to die!" Wang Qianlin roared hysterically, and grabbed the grand war knife with both arms, and the sword light was like thunder, and it rumbled. Thunder light flowed down from the battle knife, like thunder dragons, wrapped around He Jiangxiu's body.

"Break it for me!" He Jiangxiu stood in the sky, like a rock, more like a high mountain, standing still. With just a slight flow of thoughts, tens of thousands of flying swords spun up.

Whoosh!

A flying sword turned into a streamer, colliding with the sword qi inspired by Wang Qianlin. Under the blessing of the power of the source, although the strength of He Jiangxiu's sword qi was not comparable to Wang Qianlin's sword qi, it was more durable, and streams of sword qi gushed out, surging endlessly.

Wang Qianlin used all the strength of his body, and converted all the mana in the dantian into sword qi, wanting to tear apart He Jiangxiu's sword qi and kill He Jiangxiu. But in the end, it didn't help.

He Jiangxiu, who has the four seas of knowledge, can always maintain his combat effectiveness at the peak, and he will not feel tired after fighting for three days and three nights. But Wang Qianlin is different, although he has the cultivation of the Kunyuan realm, the mana in the dantian is limited, and he cannot always maintain the peak power.

Soon, the sword qi on Wang Qianlin's battle knife declined.

And once Wang Qianlin's sword qi was exhausted, it gave He Jiangxiu a chance to kill him.

"Kill!" He Jiangxiu scolded angrily, rubbing his hands, and a white divine light flew out from his palm. This divine light, as powerful as lightning and as fast as a whirlwind, did not seem to consume any time, and stabbed Wang Qianlin in the chest.

"Not good!" Just when this divine light immediately broke through Wang Qianlin's protective qi, Wang Qianlin finally reacted. The figure flew backwards one after another, retracting the sword flying in the sky into his hand.

The corners of He Jiangxiu's mouth were filled with a faint smile. The Broken Eye scanned the audience, and then caught Wang Qianlin's flaws.

"Kill!" He Jiangxiu said in a low voice, with a few fingers, and a number of flying sword lights like a sea of stars immediately appeared in the void, intertwined into a spider web, and bombarded Wang Qianlin's talisman qi.

With a wave of He Jiangxiu's big hand, these sword lights condensed with the sword intent of the Holy Martial Sword fell violently. Like a meteor shower, it falls from the sky and burns the sky and boils the sea.

The eagle fights the rabbit, and still uses all his strength. What's more, He Jiangxiu only has the Five Elements realm. Although He Jiangxiu had the strength to fight the Kunyuan realm, in the fight with Wang Qianlin, He Jiangxiu still used all his strength.

These three people are all masters of the great sects, and He Jiangxiu resolutely did not dare to be careless.

"Kill, kill, kill!" He Jiangxiu roared again and again, striking with both fists, and one after another divine fists blasted out, the fist wind was fierce, as vast as a sea of smoke, and the waves were magnificent. The phantom of the Eternal Immortal Ding appeared behind He Jiangxiu, burning the True Qi Pill in it, replenishing He Jiangxiu's strength.

The Four Great Seas of Knowledge, the Divine Dragon Ball, and the True Qi Pill in the Eternal Immortal Ding, these three forces converged into a river and rushed into He Jiangxiu's body, causing He Jiangxiu's strength to climb and reach its peak.

Although it was only the power of a million ancient giant elephants, in Wang Qianlin's eyes, it had become an invincible force. And He Jiangxiu is a killing god, with the killing aura of hell, strangled and killed.

"Not good! Not good!" Wang Qianlin said secretly, seeing that He Jiangxiu's figure was about to be killed, but his protective qi had been shattered by the light of the flying sword, Wang Qianlin was extremely nervous, and he lost consciousness for a while, just blindly retreated backwards.

"No! Fight with him!" When He Jiang Xiufei flew close to Wang Qianlin, Wang Qianlin finally raised his eyes, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Rumble!

A broad war knife pierced the sky and fell straight into Wang Qianlin's hand. In the next moment, Wang Qianlin poured out all the power in his body, and all of them poured into this battle knife.

"Die!" Wang Qianlin shouted, raised his sword, and slashed towards He Jiangxiu desperately.

And at this time, He Jiangxiu's strength also burst out to the extreme. The power of the five elements in the dantian all gushed out. The chaotic sword qi and boundless chaotic power surged into the sky, like ten thousand arrows in unison, sweeping Wang Qianlin's war knife up.

The 129,600 flying swords in the Holy Martial Mitian Great Sword Array gathered in He Jiangxiu's hands to form the Tongtian Divine Sword, which slammed into Wang Qianlin's battle sword.

Wang Qianlin also sensed the threat from He Jiangxiu, and saw He Jiangxiu burst out with all his strength, his face showed determination, no longer caring about how much mana in the dantian would be consumed, and whether his own vitality would be damaged, at this time, in Wang Qianlin's eyes, there was only one goal, and that was to kill He Jiangxiu.

"Die, boy!" Wang Qianlin shouted. With a flick of his arms, the power of nearly 10 million ancient giant elephants burst out from his arms, making the war knife in his hand run to the extreme.

Between the lightning and flint, He Jiangxiu's Tongtian Divine Sword collided with Wang Qianlin's war knife. The sky was suddenly filled with thick smoke, the air exploded, and ripples of energy were venting and rushing outward in the air.

"Chaos Sword Qi!" He Jiangxiu let out a low snort, swept his body, his body was covered with solid eternal armor, and at the same time he opened the Hongmeng Divine Bell, directly through the violent energy ripples, and flew in front of Wang Qianlin.

Wang Qianlin didn't expect that He Jiangxiu would directly pass through the energy ripples and strangle himself. Because of the infusion of power into the battle knife, now that he saw He Jiangxiu slashing and killing, he didn't pay attention to it.

The duel between masters is often in an instant.

Wang Qianlin's distraction caused him to die on the spot.

It was in the blink of an eye that He Jiangxiu grabbed the Sun and Moon Sword and pierced Wang Qianlin's chest impartially. At the same time, countless sword lights flew up in the sky, like a fierce beast, devouring Wang Qianlin.

Bang!

Wang Qianlin was strangled by the Sun and Moon Sword and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

In fact, He Jiangxiu could suppress Wang Qianlin in the Eight Sutras, make him a part of the Eight Sutras, and provide strength for himself. But what He Jiangxiu wanted at this time was to suppress the master of the Qianyuan realm.

If he could seal the Haofeng Sword Immortal in the eight scriptures and use it for his own use, He Jiangxiu's strength would definitely skyrocket. If it was sealed as a master of the Kun Yuan realm, the effect on He Jiangxiu's strength would not be too significant. And on the contrary, it will waste a space.

Because of He Jiangxiu's own strength, he can already be compared to the masters of the Kunyuan realm.

"You!" The rose fairy on the other side saw that He Jiangxiu had killed Wang Qianlin in just a few breaths, his eyes widened incredibly, and he pointed at He Jiangxiu and shouted.

He Jiangxiu turned around, smiled slightly at the Rose Fairy, and grabbed the Battle King Divine Sword and the Immortal Yuan Sword. In front of him, the Sun and Moon Sword was suspended. On the three divine swords, there was a killing aura flashing, and the blood-colored sword light.

"Next, it's your turn. He Jiangxiu will not have the slightest mercy in the face of those who want to kill him. Sympathy for the enemy is ruthlessness towards oneself.

In this world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, if the monk is soft-hearted, the path of cultivation will not go far, and it is easy for him to be plotted and killed.

He Jiangxiu said softly, but the voice floated in the air, revealing an invisible powerhouse.