The hall master of the Yama Hall and the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe fought together, and the two were evenly matched, and after dozens of rounds, each had damage.

However, the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, with his youth and vigor, actually became more and more courageous, and fought with the lord of the Yama Hall for a long time, and his body and spirit did not appear to be exhausted, and he was still at the peak, so he gradually gained the upper hand.

The hall master of the Yama Hall was miserable, after all, he was old, although his internal strength was deep, but his strength was not so strong, after fighting hard for too long, he slowly couldn't support it, and he was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder by the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe with the divine sword Mo Wen.

After fighting for another half a day, the lord of the Yama Hall saw that the general trend had gone, and he had no intention of fighting, and seeing that his subordinates were constantly being slaughtered, he could no longer concentrate all his energy on fighting to the death with the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe.

The master made a move, and distraction was an extremely fatal thing, and the hall master of the Yama Hall was suddenly stabbed a few times by the divine sword Mo Wen, and he was scarred all over his body, struggling on the edge of falling at any time.

However, the hall master of the Yama Hall is old and mature, and he has a lot of combat experience, and he no longer has to deal with the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, and it will be fine for a while.

And the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe was not much better, he was slapped by the lord of the Yama Hall on his chest, and the placket of the white scribe's robe was stained red with blood, and there was a black qi around his body, constantly eroding the true qi in his body.

At this time, the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe also looked crumbling, and he did not fall down by holding on to it in one breath.

As for the other killers of the Yama Palace, except for those who had already been exterminated, they all gave up resistance and fled in embarrassment.

However, at this critical juncture, five despicable villains of different forms suddenly jumped out of the Demon Eradication Alliance, and they took advantage of this rare opportunity to instantly display their own stunts and go straight to the handsome young man in a white scribe's robe. Among them, some people wanted to snatch the divine sword Mo Wen, while some people wanted to capture the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, and then forced him to ask for the Tai Xuan Dao Sutra.

The handsome young man in the white scribe's robe had no choice but to give up attacking the hall master of the Yama Palace, and turned around to fight with the five despicable villains. I was exhausted and seriously injured, and after more than a dozen rounds, I couldn't resist it.

At this moment of nine deaths, the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe couldn't care so much, and he cast the supreme secret method, and after paying a certain price, he once again bloomed the horror of the Tai Void Dao Sutra.

Divine Sword Mo Wen suddenly turned into a three-inch small sword, like a butterfly shuttling through the flowers, flying rapidly among the five despicable villains, its power was already terrifying. Two of the five despicable villains were killed in an instant, and the other three were terrified when they saw this, and hurriedly retreated.

But the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe did not stop, and still controlled the three-inch-long divine sword Mo Wen and continued to stab at the three of them.

Seeing that their lives were difficult to preserve, the three of them simply shouted loudly at the same time, letting everyone know that the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe must have been inherited by the martial arts giant Xiaoyaozi hundreds of years ago, because that three-inch small sword is the unique form of the divine sword Mo Wen, which is absolutely not wrong.

What's even more insidious and cunning is that the three of them said in unison that the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe was seriously injured and dying, and now he was just pretending, and he couldn't do it soon, summoning everyone to go together, plus the Lord of the Yama Hall was fanning the flames there, and many people began to be a little unable to hold back.

Those present had just seen the unique stunt displayed by the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, which was exactly the same as the Taixu Dao Sutra displayed by the legendary martial arts giant Xiaoyaozi hundreds of years ago. So those who had their own ghosts finally lost their patience, and could no longer bear the desire in their hearts, and attacked the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, as if they had agreed.

The handsome young man in the white scribe's robe saw dozens of greedy people killing him, and he didn't have any fear, his arrogant bones, like a cedar standing resolutely in the cold winter, made people look at it with admiration. Staring coldly at the dozens of greedy people who had killed him, the handsome young man in a white scribe's robe recalled the three-inch-long divine sword Mo Wen, let it fall into his hands, and changed back to its original appearance, and then instantly stimulated all the potential in his body, transported all the true qi in the dantian, and performed the forbidden technique in the Taixu Dao Sutra.

I saw that the divine sword Mo Wen was immediately wrapped in a layer of milky white halo, and then began to gradually condense a large amount of heaven and earth aura around it. In the blink of an eye, the divine sword Mo Wen turned into a huge lightsaber several zhang long, and the phantom outside quickly transformed into an entity, becoming extremely real, and even the cloud patterns on the sword body were clearly visible.

At this time, Excalibur Mo Wen exuded a divine brilliance, dazzling under the sunlight.

The handsome young man in the white scribe's robe had a rather solemn expression, and under the divine light of the divine sword Mo Wen, it was like a god descending from the heavens, which made people feel the urge to bow and worship. Seeing that the divine sword Mo Wen had completely transformed into a huge lightsaber several zhang long, the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe did not hesitate, and suddenly let out a loud roar, slashing towards the dozens of greedy people who were killing him.

"Boom", after a loud bang, the world seems to enter a state of silence, without a trace of sound. Everyone present had their ears buzzing so loudly that they could only hear ringing in their ears. The divine light burst open, and when people's eyes were pierced, they burst into tears, and for a moment it was difficult to open them, and they could not see any scene in front of them.

After a while, people finally got used to their current physical state, and although their vision was still blurry, they saw the horrific damage caused by the sword.

The hard granite ground of Xuzhou City was split out of a deep ditch several zhang wide, and it was impossible to see where it stretched, especially the Yingyue Tower in front of the huge lightsaber, which had become a piece of rubble at this time, and many shops and houses around it had already collapsed, fortunately the people in it had been evacuated at that time, otherwise I don't know how much damage it would cause.

As for the dozens of greedy people who rushed up to kill the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe, half of them were wiped by the huge lightsaber several zhang long that the divine sword Mo Wen turned into, and they suddenly disappeared into ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth here, leaving nothing behind, and completely turning into nothingness.

And those who were lucky enough to dodge it were not much better, the huge lightsaber burst open, and many fragments flew around in an instant, Most of them were hit more or less, and they were also covered in bruises at this time.

Only a few of those who were far behind, who were far behind, dodged the blow in time, and stood in the distance in disbelief, staring in disbelief.

By the time all the smoke on the battlefield slowly dissipated, the people gradually came back to their senses, but the handsome young man in the white scribe's robe had disappeared, and even the Lord of the Yama Hall and the others didn't know where they had gone.

The mighty Demon Slaying Alliance lost its leader, so it naturally disbanded. At this point, the major families and sects, as well as those enthusiastic people with lofty ideals, have also left Xuzhou City and returned to their previous life trajectories.

Since then, the Yama Hall has been lurking, and they are rarely seen on the rivers and lakes again.

One of the few epic battles in the history of rivers and lakes finally came to a successful conclusion.

Jiang Feng took advantage of the huge momentum generated by the masked man's special skill Splitting Stone Palm on his shoulder, and he fell into the Lanjiang River by luck. Jiang Feng thought that he would be able to escape immediately, but what he didn't expect was that before he could be happy, an undercurrent rushed over from the Lanjiang River, and it swept downstream with the river breeze.

In the previous plan, Jiang Feng could rely on himself to go to the river to fish and catch shrimp since he was a child, and he practiced a good water nature, and after jumping into the Lanjiang River, there should be a relatively large chance of escape, although he encountered an undercurrent, but there should be no big problem.

But Jiang Feng's situation at the moment suddenly became unoptimistic. Jiang Feng was hit by a nirvana technique Splitting Stone Palm, although he was wearing a soft hedgehog armor that was invulnerable and could defend against the inner fist, resisting most of the strength, but in the end, there was still a small amount of internal energy that entered Jiang Feng's body. After all, Jiang Feng has not practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he can't resist the erosion of internal strength at all, even if it is only a small internal energy that enters Jiang Feng's body, Jiang Feng is not comfortable, because Jiang Feng has no true qi in his body to dissolve it, so he can only let that small amount of internal energy rage in his body.

At this time, Jiang Feng felt that the meridians in his whole body seemed to be being bitten by countless ants, and the pain in his body was abnormal, and he was simply scratching his heart and liver. But Jiang Feng didn't have any way to solve this problem, so he could only grit his teeth desperately and endure it, clenching his hands into fists and pounding his chest vigorously, hoping to alleviate some of the pain and feel better.

But as time went on, the situation did not improve. After Jiang Feng's meridians were damaged, it caused great pain, coupled with the cold and biting river water, which made Jiang Feng uncontrollably begin to twitch for a while, and even had a little spasm. In this way, Jiang Feng has no extra time to surface.

Jiang Feng wanted to roar angrily and vent his mental pain, but he was instantly poured into several mouthfuls of bitter river water.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's situation became precarious.