This divine fist that He Jiangxiu killed directly tore through time and space, cutting the formation arranged by the Taixuan Four Masters and crushing their formation.

Then, He Jiangxiu blasted out the second divine fist and went straight to the young man holding the double sword and bombarded it.

He Jiangxiu's movements were very fast, and in the kung fu between the lightning and flint, He Jiangxiu struck dozens of divine fists, and the power contained in each divine fist surpassed the power of 100 billion dragons, bursting out with the power of destroying the heavens and destroying the earth.

The young man with the double swords was originally the weakest of the four, and at this time, he was strangled by He Jiangxiu's full strength, and he immediately panicked, and hurriedly flew up and fled into the distance.

"Want to go?" He Jiangxiu snorted coldly, grabbed it with his big hand, and the vitality that erupted from his body condensed into a big heavenly hand, and he grabbed the young man tightly into his hand.

He Jiangxiu knew that this person was the weakest link among the four, and as long as he was killed, the entire formation would be self-defeating. When the time comes, the other three can only be slaughtered by him.

"You dare!"

Just when He Jiangxiu stretched out his palm and continued to blast out his divine power, Su Qianye and Taixuan Shangxian flew down and intercepted He Jiangxiu.

Subsequently, there were several worship elders, who flew up quickly, and shot one after another, all of which displayed wonderful means and magical powers.

Immediately, He Jiangxiu became the target of public criticism. All the spells were towards He Jiangxiu.

"Creation Treasure Palace!"

Standing in the middle of the torrent of spells, He Jiangxiu shouted, instilling an abundant vitality into the Creation Treasure Hall.

Immediately, nine temples rose behind He Jiangxiu, surrounded by clusters, forming a formation, wrapping He Jiangxiu.

The sword qi and sword light inspired by the dozens of worship elders, and other attacks, all fell on top of the nine divine temples and were absorbed by the Creation Treasure Hall.

The Creation Treasure Hall is also a magic weapon with extremely strong defensive power, which can resist the attacks of the power of chaos, and can naturally block the bombardment of these worship elders.

"Extinguish!"

When the Creation Treasure Hall blocked the attacks of dozens of worship elders, He Jiangxiu once again struck out with his fists, chasing souls and asking for his life, unstoppable.

As He Jiangxiu's soft shout spread, the entire void trembled.

All the monks on the spot couldn't help but hold their breath. Because at this moment, they felt a strong and cold force erupting from He Jiangxiu's body.

This force seems to be able to freeze everything between heaven and earth, and then destroy it.

A divine fist suddenly shot out and fell in front of the young man holding the divine sword.

"No, no, no!" The young man sensed the power contained in the Divine Fist Red, and stepped back again and again, shouting: "All things are one, Heavenly Scar Sword Technique!"

The sword-wielding boy roared, and in an instant, he shook the divine sword in his hand hundreds of times, and every time he shook it, a sharp sword light flashed out and flew into the air.

Soon, hundreds of sword lights intertwined and condensed into a divine sword that reached the sky, colliding directly with the divine fist that He Jiangxiu burst out.

Bang!

A muffled sound reverberated through the air, and the sword-wielding boy immediately flew upside down.

The sword-wielding boy also knew that even if he showed his housekeeping skills, the Heavenly Scar Sword Technique, he would not be able to resist He Jiangxiu's punch after all.

He Jiangxiu's punch contained a lot of power, bursting out with the power of immortals, and it was impossible to be blocked.

With just one punch, the sword-wielding boy was pierced through the chest, and his heart was shattered and turned into powder.

The soul of the sword-wielding boy was also devastated.

He Jiangxiu took a step forward, and his feet flickered, like a pen walking a dragon and a snake, making people unable to see the changes in human form.

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, He Jiangxiu punched again.

This punch completely buried the life of the sword-wielding boy!

"You killed the dragon Tengfei!" the young man with the spear in hand roared, his eyes wide in disbelief.

The sword-wielding boy was named Long Tengfei.

He Jiangxiu shrugged his shoulders, looked indifferent, and said casually: "Next, it's you." ”

"No, no, no!" The young man with the gun saw He Jiangxiu's gaze locked on him, and thought about the fate of the young man with the sword, so he hurriedly contracted his vitality and took dozens of steps back, seeking the protection of the Taixuan Immortal.

Taixuan Shangxian saw He Jiangxiu kill Long Tengfei, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and shouted: "He Jiangxiu, is it really impossible for me to be too Xuanmen to be unpopular?" All the disciples listened to the order, ran the mountain protection array, and urged the Haotian Conch!"

Woooo

As soon as Taixuan Shangxian's words fell, He Jiangxiu saw that in the distant sky, seven monks wearing red Taoist robes appeared, and in the center of these seven monks, a huge magic conch was suspended.

In the Taixuanmen, the disciples who can wear red robes are not below Su Qianye.

The seven monks in red robes were none other than the seven holy sons of Taixuanmen.

These seven people are obviously stronger than the four heroes of Taixuan.

"The heritage of Taixuanmen is really too deep. Seeing the appearance of the seven holy sons, He Jiangxiu muttered to himself: "No wonder Taixuanmen can become the leader of the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, whether it is a genius disciple or a supreme master, there are far more than my Lingyun Sect. If I really start a war with Taixuanmen, my Lingyunmen will not have a chance of winning at all. ”

Woooo

When He Jiangxiu, the ninth son, was thinking about it, the huge conch made a sound like crying, and the voice was grand and heavy, shaking the heavens and the earth, and hitting the depths of the heart.

If it is a monk who is a simple cultivator, when he hears the sound of this conch, he immediately goes mad and becomes a fan of Taixuanmen, completely converting to Taixuanmen.

Rao is He Jiangxiu, who was invisibly affected by the sound of this conch, and the vitality in his body became a little stagnant.

"What an eerie conch sound. Yan Ziyun fell to He Jiangxiu's side, holding a cyan short sword, and said with a gloomy face.

He Jiangxiu's divine sense swept away, his eyes fell on the huge magic conch, and he said softly: "That is the treasure of the Taixuanmen's town sect, the Haotian magic conch!

"Immortal weapon?" Yan Ziyun was slightly stunned, and said, "In this mortal realm, is there really an immortal weapon?"

At this time, Taixuan Shangxian's voice rang out: "He Jiangxiu, you can force me to urge the Haotian Conch, it is enough to be proud." However, you don't have much time left, and if you fall on your knees now, I can spare your life. After all, I am too Xuan Shangxian and a person who loves talents. ”

"Hmph. He Jiangxiu shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a broken immortal weapon." I have four immortal artifacts here, each of which is countless times more powerful than your Haotian Conch. Why don't you kneel down and surrender now, and integrate the entire Taixuanmen into my Lingyun Gate, and I can spare your life, how about it? After all, I, He Jiangxiu, am also a person who loves talents. ”

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Taixuan Shangxian was furious, and as soon as he grabbed it with his big hand, he grabbed the Haotian Conch into his hand, and then slapped his hands and instilled a pure and majestic vitality into the Conch.

Woooo

The conch blows, and the invisible energy ripples suddenly spread out to the surroundings with the Taixuan Shangxian as the center.