"You ......" He Zhi looked at the drunkard swordsman who had suffered a fatal blow from the Thousand Illusion Venerable for himself, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Although logically speaking, the drunkard swordsman's blow to He Zhi's Thousand Illusion Venerable was also his own last fight, and it was a choice he made for the survival of more people.

But when a person stands in front of you and bears a fatal blow for you, this kind of shock is not explained by any reason.

"Loose Pie...... You are right, we are wrong...... It's all wrong......" The drunkard swordsman didn't even have the strength to raise his head, and his body lay on the ground with his back to the sky. He spat out the last words with all his might, and swallowed his last breath with a lot of regret.

"No...... It's not you who are at fault, it's this cannibalistic world. He Zhi clenched his teeth and closed the drunkard swordsman's round eyes with his right hand.

"Hmph!" the Thousand Illusion Venerable snorted coldly in disdain, and once again exerted his strength to run wildly in the martial arts arena.

The distance of more than ten zhang was nothing to the Thousand Illusion Venerable, but in the blink of an eye, the Thousand Illusion Venerable had already rushed in front of He Zhi. He swung out his palm again, as if to slap He Zhi to the ground like a mosquito.

He Zhi rolled on the spot, and once again ran the method of the "Guiyi Sutra" with all his strength, dodging the blow of the Thousand Illusion Venerable.

And when Gongsun Wuji saw that He Zhi was entangled by the Thousand Illusion Venerable again, he laughed and rushed directly towards Ding Lu, Hui Yuan and the others. As soon as the drunken swordsman died, there was no one in the hall who could contain Gongsun Wuji.

"Bastards, you man-eating monsters, I'll fight with you!" However, just as Gongsun Wuji was rushing forward at great speed, a martial artist who had been seriously injured and was almost unable to move suddenly pounced and rushed towards Gongsun Wuji desperately.

Gongsun Wuji waved his arms, and the barbs slashed through the warrior's body, slicing open his chest, almost revealing his heart. However, as a martial artist who had attained the perfection of the reincarnation realm, although such an injury was fatal enough, it could not make that martial artist die immediately.

He desperately pounced on Gongsun Wuji, hugged him, and then bit down hard.

"Ahh

However, what this warrior did inspired everyone's blood.

Gongsun Wuji's ferocity did not frighten the dozen or so warriors who could still move, but made them muster up the last courage.

More than a dozen warriors rushed forward one after another, exerting all their strength to attack Gongsun Wuji.

"You're so annoying!" Gongsun Wuji roared angrily, and a terrifying aura bloomed on his body again. The dozen or so warriors had just approached Gongsun Wuji's side when they were swept away by the explosive air current.

And Gongsun Wuji, who had performed this trick, seemed to be a little tired, he looked at those warriors breathlessly, and after a while, he slowly walked towards the seat of the Freedom Sect again.

He Zhi was still fighting hard under the attack of the Thousand Illusion Venerable.

The little monk Huiyuan was as if he had just been fished up from the pool water, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He desperately used his psychic power to communicate with the countless different bloodline powers in the Thousand Illusion Venerable's body, trying to use this divine power to trigger the Thousand Illusion Venerable's own flaws, and He Zhi to create a glimmer of opportunity.

For Gongsun Wuji, who came slowly, Hui Yuan didn't even look at it.

Zhang Beiwang on the side clenched his fists, as if he was trying his best to endure something. Ding Lu's gaze was calm, as if he had seen through life and death.

"Hmph, I didn't expect it to take us so much effort. If I had known that this was the case, I might as well have not introduced you variables in the first place. After a few breaths, Gongsun Wuji finally walked up to Hui Yuan, and while he said coldly, he raised his hand, and immediately swung it down to kill Hui Yuan.

At the moment when Gongsun Wuji's final arm fell, Zhang Beiwang's fists suddenly loosened suddenly.

A ray of light that seemed to derive from the void suddenly appeared, suspended in front of Zhang Beiwang.

The next moment, Zhang Beiwang suddenly pushed his open palm forward. That ray of light immediately slashed towards Gongsun Wuji like a sickle.

From that light, there was an aura of dead silence, and the horror of this aura was even greater than that of Gongsun Wuji himself!

Gongsun Wuji, who thought that he already knew a lot about the Xiaoyao faction, did not expect that Zhang Beiwang, who had always been as low-key as a stuffy gourd, would still hide such a trick.

Gongsun Wuji's eyes changed in an instant. He hurriedly gave up his efforts to kill the little monk, and the insect wings behind him flapped desperately again, trying to avoid Zhang Beiwang's blow.

However, Zhang Beiwang's blow locked Gongsun Wuji's qi machine, and no matter how Gongsun Wuji dodged, the arc light chased him to his side, getting closer and closer.

However, just when Gongsun Wuji couldn't think about it and was about to take this blow hard, the Thousand Illusion Venerable slammed out a punch. This punch seemed to carry a violent wind, colliding with the arc of light blasted out by Zhang Beiwang, and both of them were annihilated.

"You're in a hurry. There are no empty disciples, and what they pay attention to is to kill with one hit. You didn't wait for the best time. Ding Lu glanced at Zhang Beiwang and said expressionlessly.

"It was the perfect time. Zhang Beiwang gasped and said stubbornly.

"Yes...... As long as the Thousand Illusion Venerable is there, it will be difficult for you to really kill Gongsun Wuji with this blow. Ding Lu didn't insist.

"Bastard...... Who are you trying to scare!" Gongsun Wuji roared angrily and flew forward at a faster speed than he had just retreated.

In the Martial Temple, everyone's eyes were almost full of despair at this moment. At this moment when everyone has lost the ability to fight back, who else can they count on except He Zhi?

And He Zhi's situation looks even more desperate than them.

The Thousand Illusion Venerable's attacks were rising wave after wave, and He Zhi's aura had dropped to an almost imperceptible level. He Zhi's true yuan has been used up in the entanglement of the Thousand Illusion Venerable!

He Zhi desperately squeezed the last trace of his strength. This was He Zhi's last insistence! Until the last moment, He Zhi would never give up hope.

The operation of "Gui Yi Jing" has been used to the limit by He Zhi. He Zhi felt tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

After running the "Guiyi Sutra" for such a long time, He Zhi gradually felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

However, while feeling such a heavy burden on his body, He Zhi had a very special feeling.

He seemed to really feel that from the time he was running the "One Sutra" this time, from the dark void, it seemed as if a strange power had begun to gather in his body.

This power is countless times more mysterious than the charm of the Heavenly Enlightenment. He Zhi couldn't even understand where this power came from and what kind of role it could play.

However, at the moment when the Thousand Illusion Venerable struck again, and He Zhi was already powerless to dodge, He Zhi was helpless.

He tried to release that power through his body as if he were running the True Element.

He Zhi is just holding on to the hope of what happens. Anyway, it was already an unimaginable situation, so even if it was a small possibility, why not give it a try? However, that force was more obedient than He Zhi imagined.

He Zhi just moved his mind slightly, and that power had already surged towards the Thousand Illusion Venerable by itself.

In He Zhi's senses, that power was like a breeze, facing the Thousand Illusions Venerable.

What He Zhi didn't expect was that after such a breezy attack, the Thousand Illusion Venerable on the opposite side actually paused.

His momentum was violent, as if his fist that could destroy the world stayed at a distance of an arm's length from He Zhi. At the same time, his body froze as if he had been immobilized, his eyes wide open, motionless.

"What's going on?" Gongsun Wuji, who fell in front of the three of the Xiaoyao faction, didn't notice He Zhi's attack at all.

He just found that the Thousand Illusion Venerable was about to torture He Zhi's punch and stopped halfway, and he couldn't help but turn his head in surprise and shouted to the Thousand Illusion Venerable.

However, what was waiting for Gongsun Wuji was not the answer of the Thousand Illusions Venerable. It's a scene that everyone will never forget.

An unprecedented terrifying force suddenly erupted from the place where the Thousand Illusion Venerable was, and this power followed the straight line formed by He Zhi and the Thousand Illusion Venerable, and everything that stood in front of this force was completely destroyed.

Moreover, this kind of destruction was not the violent destruction like when He Zhi first fought against the fourth layer of the Fa-rectification, but it seemed to directly turn everything into nothingness.

In this straight line, everything that came into contact with that power turned into nothingness, as if it had completely disappeared from this world, and it never existed.

Whether it's the Thousand Illusion Venerable, the walls of the Martial Temple, or the clouds beyond. Even the sky shattered under the blow, revealing an empty cavity.

Everyone in the hall opened their mouths wide and looked at the black hole in the sky—even Ding Lu and Zhang Beiwang were no exception.

"This ...... What is this?" Ding Lu, who had always been sharp-tongued, couldn't help but stutter.

"I don't know, I've never seen it. Zhang Beiwang also showed a confused look.

However, the little monk Huiyuan opened his eyes and looked at the big hole in the sky, looking thoughtful. A moment later, his heart-to-heart voice sounded in the hearts of Ding Lu and Zhang Beiwang.

"Senior Sister Ding, Senior Brother Zhang. Don't think about it. This must be the means left by the senior of the Tianhe Sword Sect who took a fancy to Senior Brother He and was ready to accept him as an apprentice. This kind of means is at least the level of heavenly immortals!" The little monk Hui praised in his heart.

"This ......" Ding Lu and Zhang Beiwang looked at each other.

Now for He Zhi, even the two of them have a feeling that it seems to be full of mystery and difficult to see.