Facing the threat of Wan Jian Peak, Meng Xuanji smiled contemptuously, "Wan Jian Feng, it seems that praising the divine bloodline really makes you arrogant, and the Hinayana of the Guan Fu Realm actually wants to compete with the Guan Fu Realm Consummation. Since you don't know how to lift, then I will kill you first, and then kill your son, seek justice for my disciples of the Heavenly Machine, and expose your conspiracy to chase the sun and the ghost rune, you dare not hand over your son, I'm afraid it's because the blood sacrifice ghost talisman is still on that kid's body. ”

"It's nonsense, in the past hundreds of years, there have been several catastrophes in heaven and earth, and I have suffered countless deaths and injuries for the Heavenly Dao, how can I collude with the Ghost Fu Dao, what is your intention to slander my Dao of the Sun so much?" Wan Jianfeng pointed and asked.

Meng Xuanji sneered: "Wan Jian Feng, you don't need to change the topic, there have been several heaven and earth tribulations in the past few hundred years, how can my Heavenly Machine Dao contribute less than your daily Dao, will I wronged you for no reason, if you hand over your son, all the truth will naturally come out, if you don't hand it over, then it's no wonder to me." ”

Meng Xuanji clenched his fists with ten fingers, and the sound between the knuckles of his fingers was like thunder and rage, and behind him, the wind and clouds changed, and the sun seemed to be about to hide, as if to indicate that some kind of terrible disaster was coming.

"If you kill me today, it won't be too bad for my son of Wan Jian Feng to bury his father, but if you can't kill me today, you Tianji Dao slandered me for the crime of chasing the Sun Dao, and all the Tianji Dao disciples present today will die. ”

Wan Jianfeng said a word, and he no longer had a verbal dispute with Meng Xuanji, and the boastful sword in his hand swung out, and the sound of the sword breaking through the wind seemed to be a terrifying ancient god roaring.

The entire Sun-Chasing Peak was silent, and no one would doubt what Wan Jian Peak said just now.

More than a dozen zhang of mana sword suddenly rose from the Praise Tooth Sword, and it suddenly slashed towards the Dream Xuanji.

It seems to have angered an ancient god, and the mana sword light of more than ten zhang at the moment is its anger.

Under the fire of this rage, only death will put it to rest.

The hands of all the monks on the Chasing Sun Peak trembled involuntarily, and the weapons in the hands of some of the disciples actually fell to the ground because of the trembling.

However, under this momentum, Meng Xuanji did not have any fear on his face, but was a little crazy between his eyebrows, "Very good, the battle between the gods and the sun has gone through countless years, and it has been verified in you and me, but unfortunately, just like the legend, you will eventually lose in my hands, this is the unchangeable providence in the underworld, this is the heavenly machine, the heavenly machine Xuanquan." ”

Meng Xuanji waved his fists, and the dense fist shadows were like cosmic stars, preventing the fall of this mana sword.

This mana sword was originally unstoppable, but after being bombarded by countless fist shadows, that mana sword began to disintegrate and collapse.

In the end, one of Meng Xuanji's fists caught such a terrifying killing move from Wan Jian Peak.

The boastful sword that could have broken through the defenses of the Demon Beasts of the Guanfu Realm now fell on Meng Xuanji's fist, as if the wooden sword had slashed on an iron plate.

"Your strength is nothing more than that. ”

Meng Xuanji's fist suddenly stabbed, and Wan Jianfeng's figure was forcibly shaken back.

"Wan Jian Peak, if I were still only the Mahayana of the Guanfu Realm, perhaps, your strength would still be able to threaten me, but now that I am the consummation of the Guanfu Realm, and my mana has begun to change to a more advanced realm, you are not my opponent at all, so let you feel the gap between you and me. ”

After Meng Xuanji finished speaking, he threw a punch, the move was simple, and he couldn't see any lethality at all.

However, it was such a simple punch, but Wan Jianfeng's eyes were a little frightened, and he seemed to notice something unusual.

He instinctively shielded the sword in front of him, and his body was once again shaken back by a powerful force.

Wan Jianfeng looked at Meng Xuanji with both eyes, there was some disbelief in his eyes, just now Meng Xuanji had obviously been on the Heavenly Skill Gourd, but his punch seemed to break through the air, but it was extremely terrifying.

The cultivator of the Restoration Realm can easily see through some extremely complex attack methods with his eyes, but the mana of the attack of the Meng Xuanji just now is extremely strange, and his eyes can't catch it at all, even the monk of the Restoration Realm can't see through it.

The only thing that made Wan Jianfeng a little fortunate was that at the moment when that punch was about to attack him, the Praise God bloodline in his body began to boil wildly, as if instinctively fighting against Meng Xuanji's attack.

"Yes, you can take my fist of fate, you still have some ability. Meng Xuanji exclaimed.

Then he said: "But just now it was just a punch of the Fist of Fate, I would like to know how many Fists of Fate you can take over with your Divine Bloodline." ”

"Fate, it's ridiculous, Dream Mystery, you're really scheming, do you think this can shake my confidence, it's ridiculous, the reason why the bloodline of the gods has been passed down is to break this fate. ”

Wan Jian Feng swung out a sword, he was forced by the fist of fate just now, on his body, as if something had awakened, a layer of silver-white light surged up on his body, and the shape of that layer of brilliance was like an ancient god, and Wan Jian Feng was standing in the mouth of this ancient god.

"Kuashen bloodline, it seems that this is your biggest reliance, okay, I will use this set of fatalistic fists to completely kill you, so that the fate of Kuashen and the sun will end here, the Dao of the Sun and the Dao of Heavenly Machines were originally mortal enemies countless years ago, but now we are all driven by the Dao of Heaven, so we have given up the hatred we once had, but no matter how long it takes, the power of fate will always move the fate of you and me, and it will never stop. ”

Meng Xuanji stood on the heavenly gourd, I don't know when, the clouds in the sky have dispersed, and the radiant sun has emerged from the clouds, looking at the position of Wanjian Peak, the sun seems to be behind Meng Xuanji.

"Die in the midst of unwilling fate, Fist of Fate. ”

The fists in Meng Xuanji's hands slowly waved, and behind him, a seemingly empty picture appeared.

An ancient god as tall and mighty as a mountain fell to the ground, it looked at the sun in the sky, the center of its eyes was unwilling, but its whole body could not move at all, and it could only sigh helplessly.

Although it is only a picture of nothingness, it feels very real, as if it is not a picture, but an irresistible fact.

"In front of the heavenly machine, even the most ferocious ancient gods can only accept their fate, and you can only accept their fate. Meng Xuanji's punch was swung, and his whole body was full of radiance, shining brighter than the sun, as if he had become invincible.

A fist of fate attacked towards the position of Wan Jian Peak, and through the glorious divine brilliance on the surface of Wan Jian Feng's body, it could be seen that the invisible fist of fate penetrated the divine brilliance shrouded in Wan Jian Feng's body, and bombarded towards the Ten Thousand Sword Peak in the divine radiance.

Every fist and fist shadow seems to affect a picture, life and death, sickness and death, and it is constantly running.

The boasting sword in Wan Jian Feng's hand swung rapidly, and countless sword lights wrapped Wan Jian Feng's body, and the defense could not even penetrate the rays.

The disciples of the Sun-Chasing Dao naturally knew this set of swordsmanship, which was the Sun-Covering Style in the Sun-Seeking Sword Technique.

However, the sun-shielding form cast by Ten Thousand Sword Peak was even more terrifying, and the body protection sword light formed a white planet like an entity, like an eyeball hanging in the sky.

"With your cultivation of the restoration realm, this sun-shielding defense is only afraid that my Heavenly Fist will not be able to break it, but in front of my Fist of Destiny, it is not enough to see at all, I want to shield the sun, cut off the heavenly machine, and stop fate, it is really wishful thinking, give me death." Meng Xuanji mocked.

Sure enough, as Meng Xuanji said, the fist shadow of the Fist of Fate directly passed through the body protection sword light and bombarded the inside.

It's like birth, old age, sickness and death, there is no way to stop it, there is no way to defend against it.

Wan Jian Feng's body fell from the sky, hitting a mountain peak around the Sun Chasing Peak like a meteor, and the mountain peak shook, life and death were uncertain.

"Teach. In the square, a group of Sun-Seeking Dao disciples shouted anxiously, with some worry in their eyes.

The gap between the Hinayana monks of the Contemplation Realm and the monks of the Consummation of the Contemplation Realm is well known to everyone, especially the fist of fate that Meng Xuanji played just now, everyone's hearts are trembling, as if life, death, sickness and old age are also their fate.

"Haha, your day-by-day Dao is over, and now that Wanjian Peak is dead, your Day-by-Day Dao has no Guanfu Realm monk in charge, I'm afraid it can only be regarded as a second-rate Dao Gate, just wait for it to slowly decline." The disciple of the Heavenly Opportunity Dao sneered.

"Do not deceive too much. Yue Changhe scolded, his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

"What's wrong with bullying you, when did you talk about being a disciple of the Dirt Eradication Realm, then Zhou Kunlong, Jiang Weiping and the others, wasn't it quite majestic last time Shunzhou talked about the Tao, and now the master is in difficulty, how can there be no figure in the valley realm, is it possible that you are afraid to escape, you are really a group of bad seeds. The disciples of the Heavenly Machine Dao continued to scold, the mana fluctuations on his body were already in the Bigu Realm, and there was naturally a sense of superiority in front of these disciples of the Heavenly Dao.

"By the way, Senior Brother Yue, why didn't you see Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Jiang. The Sun-Chasing Dao disciple beside Yue Changhe asked worriedly.

Yue Changhe hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Jiang, they are out on a mission, if they learn the news, they must be on the way back." ”

At the moment, it is very important to reassure people's hearts and minds.

"Hurry back, joke, I think I'm afraid I'm hiding far away, but don't worry, our Heavenly Machine Dao is magnanimous, and we won't deal with you people, but that Wanyun dared to kill our disciples of Tianji Dao, and he must die today." ”

Yue Changhe and many Sun-Chasing Dao disciples had a bitter look on their faces, and they were already eager to give Wanyun to the Great Dump Eight Pieces in their hearts.