"Boom~" Zuo Qingguang's long sword carried the power of destroying the world and the earth, and it seemed to slash towards Yang Yibu at a slow and fast speed.

Wherever Zuo Qingguang's sword passed, the space was falling and shattering in pieces, and the palm-sized spatial wind blade flashed with golden light and swept everywhere, and the entire sky was in shambles, as if the world had not yet sun.

"Boom~" In the face of Zuo Qingguang's powerful sword, Yang Yibu still stood in place, motionless, as if he was scared silly.

"Yang Yibu is dead, and under such a powerful attack, he will not be spared."

Another ninth-level peak cultivator of the Bright Sect said with wide eyes.

"Yes, yes, Yang Yibu, this kid, he is definitely going to die."

The other two monks of the Bright Sect who were in the middle of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage also said loudly.

"Sonorous~" Zuo Qingguang's sword struck Yang Yibu's chest, and this time, Zuo Qingguang absorbed Elder Li's lesson.

Zuo Qingguang thought that Yang Yibu had worked his head, and he had cultivated his head to the point where he could not immerse himself in ten thousand methods, so he could easily take over Elder Li's peak hammer.

With the above thoughts, Zuo Qingguang bombarded Yang Yibu's chest very insidiously, he didn't think that Yang Yibu even cultivated his chest as strong as gold.

In the midst of the sparks, Yang Yibu's body staggered back dozens of steps before he stood firm.

"Kick and kick~" Zuo Qingguang, who attacked Yang Yibu with all his might, was caught off guard, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

Zuo Qingguang never imagined that such a powerful sword would not even be able to break Yang Yibu's defenses, so Zuo Qingguang only attacked, and did not exert any special defense against himself.

When Zuo Qingguang retreated, the sword in his hand was rebounded towards his head under the powerful countershock.

"My life is on hold~" Zuo Qingguang, who was in a frenzy retreat, couldn't control his body at all to avoid the sword that slashed back at his head.

"Click~" With a crisp sound, the sword held by Zuo Qingguang in his hand split his head in half and split it in half.

"Snort~" After Zuo Qingguang's sword split his head, he castrated unabated, along his neck to his chest and to his abdomen.

The rebounding sword split Zuo Qingguang into two and split it in half, even the Yuan Infant in his body was not spared, and it was also evenly split in half.

After the sword split Zuo Qingguang in half, it came out of his crotch and fell into the depths of the waterfront abyss.

was split in half by his own sword, especially Yuan Ying was split in half, Zuo Qingguang was already too dead to die, and Zuo Qingguang didn't let out a scream until he died.

"Wow~" When Zuo Qingguang's body fell to both sides, the stomach and intestines in his body were mixed with blood and filth and sprinkled all over the sky.

No one expected that the battle between Zuo Qingguang and Yang Yibu would have such a dramatic scene.

What is even more unexpected is Zuo Qingguang's death, his death method is unprecedented, as for whether there are latecomers, how can it be found after millions of years.

Zuo Qingguang of the Guangming Sect, a master of ninth-level peak cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage, was split in half by his own sword, and his body died.

If this matter is transmitted back to the fairy world, I don't know how big a wave it will set off, let alone how many waves it will be preached by boring monks for hundreds of millions of years.

I split myself, and this is still a monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, this is a real unique in the ages.

"Elder Zuo" After Zuo Qingguang's two halves of his body collapsed, another old man of the Bright Sect who had cultivated at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage shouted out in sorrow.

"Oh my god, it's okay, I'm so fucking great that I can kill even if I stand still."

Seeing that Zuo Qingguang split himself in half, Yang Yibu was also speechless, and turned complacent.

"Let's go up together to avenge Elder Zuo."

After being frightened, the remaining old men of the Bright Sect who were at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage shouted at the two monks of the middle level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Yes, avenge Elder Zuo," the two monks in the middle of the ninth rank of the Yuan Infant Stage shouted and rushed towards Yang Yibu.

"Huh~" I saw which two mid-level monks of the Yuan Infant Stage rushed towards Yang Yibu.

Which old man of the ninth level of the Bright Sect Yuan Yuan Peak Cultivation turned his head and galloped away into the distance at a speed faster than lightning.

"Damn, this coward slipped away, but did you slip away?"

Yang Yibu looked at the old man who was in a hurry to go away, and muttered in his heart.

"Whew~" Yang Yibu's two big hands waved, grabbed the two people who rushed towards him one by one, and then unleashed the Kunpeng flash.

In just an instant, Yang Yibu rushed in front of the fleeing old man and intercepted his way.

"Hehe, coward of the Bright Sect, can you escape?"

Yang Yibu sneered and looked at the old man standing in front of him in horror and said.

"Yang Yibu, the old man is struggling with you."

The old man of the Bright Sect who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage saw that there was no hope of escaping, and he took out two cold-light swords with a single move and rushed towards Yang Yibu.

"Huh~Huh~" At the same time as the old man rushed towards Yang Yibu, he threw the double sword in his hand at Yang Yibu.

As soon as the two swords in the old man's hands left his hands, they turned into thousands of swords that shone with cold light, forming a huge sword formation and shooting towards Yang Yibu.

"Despicable~" Looking at the dense sword array that shot towards him, Yang Yibu scolded loudly, and waved the bodies of the two monks who were in the middle of the ninth level of the Bright Sect Yuan Yuan in his hands to meet him.

"Click~Click~" In the midst of a chaotic sound, the two monks in Yang Yibu's hands were instantly cut into meat sauce by the sword formation.

Even their primordial babies were not spared, and before they could escape from the body, they were cut to pieces, and they couldn't die.

"Boom~" The huge sword array came to Yang Yibu without hindrance, and as if spiritual, it instantly shrouded Yang Yibu in the sword array.

"Explosion~" The old man of the Bright Sect who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage pinched a trick, and pointed to the flying sword formation.

"Boom~" Under the guidance of the old man, the sword array composed of thousands of swords exploded.

"Huh~" Taking advantage of the great opportunity of the explosion of the sword array, the old man of the Bright Sect who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage took out a scroll from the space ring.

With a bang, the scroll was opened by the old man at a very fast speed.

As soon as the scroll was opened, a golden light poured out from the scroll, instantly enveloping the old man, the golden light flashed, and the space fluctuated like water waves, and the old man disappeared in an instant.

"Whew~" Yang Yibu rushed out from the center of the sword array explosion, and at the moment when Yang Yibu rushed out, he saw the space for fluctuations.

And the old man of the Bright Sect who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage had disappeared.

"The space scroll that escaped, the old fox finally let you escape."

Yang Yibu looked at the direction of the ninth-level peak cultivator of the Bright Sect and muttered.

"I blame myself for being careless, so I will let him escape, just escape."

Yang Yibu said as he began to straighten his hair that was hit like a hedgehog by the explosion of the sword array.

"Bad luck, bad luck, if you don't pay attention, you will be yin by this old horseman, and the next time you see him, you must abolish him as soon as possible."

Yang Yib muttered a lot, and when he finished speaking, he also stopped, for his hedgehog head had been smoothed by him.

"I'm bored, what should I do? By the way, let's go and see how Xing Mantian of Zixiao Hall is doing."

Yang Yibu, who had nothing to do, thought of Xing Mantian who was trapped in the Zhenshi Tower, and it was time to go and see Xing Mantian.

"Xing Mantian, you old horseman, you're not dead yet."

With a flash of light, Yang Yibu appeared in the Zhenshi Tower, in front of Xing Mantian, who was tormented by thunder and fire.

"Yang~Yibu~, you are ~not~~ dead, how can I~?~will~~die~."

Hearing Yang Yibu's voice, Xing Mantian, the hall master of Zixiao Palace, raised his head with difficulty and glanced at Yang Yibu, and he said to Yang Yibu intermittently in a hoarse voice.

"Xing Mantian, do you think I, Yang Yibu, will be the one who is going to die? Alas~, it's just that you are a dying person, and I won't care about you."

Yang Yibu looked at Xing Mantian, who was tormented by the thunder and fire, and said.

"Yang Yibu, you ~~what~meaning~think".

Xing Mantian's cloudy eyes glanced hard at Yang Yibu and asked.

"Xing Mantian, you are a pig's brain, I mean, you are about to die, you cherish your last little happy time."

Yang Yibu walked a few laps in front of Xing Mantian, stretching his waist from time to time, and said in an extremely ruffian voice.

"Yang ~ Yi ~ Bu, even if I die, I will be a ghost ~ ~ ~ ~ not ~~ will let ~ pass ~~ you ~".

Xing Mantian also knew that he was in a catastrophe, but he still had to say a few words if he was tough, but he was also the hall master of Zixiao Palace, and he couldn't let Yang Yibu look down on him.

"Ghost, what kind of ghost is Xing Mantian, you don't even have a chance to be a ghost, I'm still afraid of you."

Yang Yibu glanced at Xing Mantian with disdain and said coldly.

"Come on~~, ~Yang~~ Ibu, I~~wait~~~you".

Xing Mantian, who was in boundless pain, didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Yibu anymore, because talking nonsense couldn't save his life.

If you want to beg Yang Yibu yourself, begging Yang Yibu to let him go, even if you know that you are begging Yang Yibu.

Yang Yibu will let himself go, he Xing Mantian will not beg, let alone even if he asks, Yang Yibu will not be begged by himself.

After Xing Mantian finished speaking, he closed his bloodshot and godless eyes, and there was calm on his pale and bloodless face.

"Xing Mantian, it seems that you have figured it out, and you have already prepared to die, and I, Yang Yibu, will fulfill you."

Although Yang Yibu and Xing Mantian are enemies who share the sky, he still admires Xing Mantian's spirit of seeing death as home.