The appearance of the three forgotten real people is enough to show the importance that Penglai Sword Pavilion attaches to He Jiangxiu. He Jiangxiu must be killed in one fell swoop and the troubles will be eliminated.

He Jiangxiu's body moved, first flew backwards for dozens of steps, his hands shook, and two divine swords appeared, revealing an elite sword light.

Behind He Jiangxiu, tens of thousands of swords were suspended. The huge sword array expanded in an instant, covering the entire sky.

Sanwang Zhenren felt the strong momentum vented by He Jiangxiu, his eyelids also trembled, and he shouted in a low voice: "Good boy, he has some strength." ”

"What about the monks of the Gangtian realm? I'll kill them the same. He Jiangxiu said sharply, his voice seemed to contain extremely sharp sword qi and majestic sword intent.

The powerful ancient sword intent also spit out from He Jiangxiu's mouth, turning into a mighty river and surging forward.

As soon as the embroidery mouth was spit out, it was the entire Shengwu Continent.

Rumble!

The sound of a thunderous explosion resounded above the void. Immediately after, a golden beam of light pierced through the sky and landed on He Jiangxiu's body.

Illuminated by this golden light, He Jiangxiu's own aura rose to several levels. The whole person seems to have turned into a sharp sword, capable of piercing through the nine heavens and piercing through the heavens and the earth.

Sanwang Zhenren sensed the sword intent emanating from He Jiangxiu, and his voice actually became a little trembling: "This kid, he really has some means! He is worthy of winning the first place in the Immortal Dao Conference! Everyone pay attention, let's shoot together and kill this fang!"

"Haha!" He Jiangxiu shook his head disdainfully when he heard the words of the three forgotten real people, and shouted: "It's really shameless that you are still the Taishang Great Elder of Penglai Sword Pavilion, a powerhouse in the dignified Gangtian Realm, to deal with my junior, and even choose to besiege me!"

"Boy, Hugh must use the power of his tongue and suffer death!

Sanwang Zhenren let out a long roar, and with a flick of his arm, a white sword qi shot out.

As a powerhouse in the Gangtian realm, Sanwang Zhenren's perception of the way of the sword is not weaker than He Jiangxiu, and even stronger than the sword path controlled by He Jiangxiu.

Sou!

This white sword qi pierced through time and space and fell in front of He Jiangxiu abruptly. Suddenly, the chaotic armor suspended in front of He Jiangxiu's body broke inch by inch and turned into powder.

Each black scale armor is actually a small chaos, seemingly small, but in fact it is huge and boundless, capable of devouring the vast world and devouring countless living beings.

Now, the Chaos Armor has evolved to the point of reaching its peak, and each scale is a vast world, all-encompassing and infinitely energetic.

However, the sword qi blasted out by the three forgotten real people directly broke through the chaos armor and smashed into He Jiangxiu's body.

"Chaotic Body!" He Jiang Xiu shouted, and there was a "boom" sound in his body, as if there were countless Dao divine thunders surging in his dantian, and countless sword qi erupted.

"Break!" He Jiangxiu roared again, and with a wave of his arms, the Taixuan Divine Sword and Kunlun Sword in his hand slashed forward.

The Kunlun Sword, which fused with the seven ancient divine swords, burst out with unparalleled divine power at this time. The fierce sword qi twisted into majestic dragons, and in an instant, they wrapped around the body of the three forgotten real people.

"Kill!"

"Kill this son, seize the inheritance of the Kunlun Demon God!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

When He Jiangxiu summoned a behemoth sword qi and killed the three forgotten real people, behind the three forgotten real people, dozens of lights and shadows rushed up.

The disciples of Penglai Sword Pavilion all took action, and they combined into an unbreakable array, blocking the entire heaven and earth.

Even the aura flowing in the void was imprisoned.

"Break it for me!" He Jiangxiu felt the stagnation of the aura in the void, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and a sword qi popped out from between his fingers.

Bang!

Between the lightning and flint, the sword qi inspired by He Jiangxiu immediately exploded, tearing a hole in the void.

Thorn!

The sword qi slashed open, and the entire sky cracked open a deep space-time rift, and waves of violent wind and clouds gushed out of it.

The space storm soon spread across the entire space-time, shaking the formation of the disciples of the Penglai Sword Pavilion.

A hint of coldness flashed on He Jiangxiu's forehead.

"This is at this time!" He Jiangxiu snorted, his feet swayed, and a whirlwind was born under his feet, driving He Jiangxiu's figure.

Whew!

The wind howled, and He Jiang cultivated into a divine dragon, wandering in the chaotic time and space, like a god of death on the edge of hell.

"Boy, you dare!" Sanwang Zhenren caught He Jiangxiu's movements, and when he understood He Jiangxiu's intentions, he shouted, and a huge palm erupted with magma-like hot energy.

The surging energy was like a surging wave, crushing towards He Jiangxiu.

However, He Jiangxiu's figure had reached an unprecedented level, and in an instant, he had crossed hundreds of parallel time and space, crossing hundreds of steps.

Bang!

Suddenly, a cloud of blood mist rose from the sky.

A disciple of the Penglai Sword Pavilion has completely fallen.

"Not good!

"Everyone, get out of here!"

When one of the disciples of the Penglai Sword Pavilion fell, the other disciples of the Penglai Sword Pavilion retreated one after another, dodging He Jiangxiu's burst of sharpness.

However, He Jiangxiu's movements were unusually fast. After taking the next breath, He Jiangxiu fell behind another Penglai Sword Pavilion disciple.

"Die!" A strange smile rose at the corner of He Jiangxiu's mouth, and the knife fell in his hand, and another cloud of blood mist dispersed.

The second disciple of Penglai Sword Pavilion died in the hands of He Jiangxiu.

"Where to go?" He Jiangxiu turned around, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed another Penglai Sword Pavilion disciple into his hand.

Bang!

He Jiangxiu brazenly exerted his strength, and the power of hundreds of thousands of heavenly dragons was instilled into this disciple's body.

This Penglai Sword Pavilion disciple had a frivolous aura, and he had obviously just been promoted to the Void Heaven Realm.

With his weak body, it was impossible to resist He Jiangxiu's strength. Suddenly, the flesh and bones of the whole body turned into a puff of blood mist.

"Die!"

He Jiangxiu waved his big hand, and the blood mist in his hand dispersed with the breeze.

Then, He Jiangxiu's gaze fell on a Penglai Sword Pavilion disciple again.

Now, He Jiangxiu's gaze has been able to kill.

The fourth disciple, the fifth disciple, the sixth disciple...... fell one by one, and died in death.

This time, the Penglai Sword Pavilion sent to kill He Jiangxiu's disciples, in addition to the three forgotten real people, there were also ten holy sons.

After the Immortal Dao Conference, the Penglai Sword Pavilion selected a full twenty Holy Sons as seed disciples, vigorously cultivated, and raised the strength of the whole sect to cultivate these twenty Holy Sons.

In other words, these twenty holy sons are the hard work of Penglai Sword Pavilion and the hope of Penglai Sword Pavilion.

And now, ten of the holy sons have all died under He Jiangxiu's sword.

This is undoubtedly an unbearable price for Penglai Sword Pavilion.