With monstrous anger and murderous intent, Xiang Yang exerted his physical potential to the limit.

He also knew that compared to the day when he faced Feng Wu and Feng Tong, without the help of the formation this time, it would be extremely difficult for him to kill the master of the Nine Rotation Period with one stick.

He could have relied on Yun Zhou's dexterity and speed to escape directly, but for the sake of those innocent and dead disciples of the Floating Jade Sect, this stick had to be issued!

The inspiration of the Ruyi stick was inspired by his heart, and where he held the palm, a golden thread moved slightly, and Wuye was looking up, recalling the flying sword and wanted to meet it, but he felt his whole body sink violently, and fell straight down.

"Ten times the gravity?" In just an instant, he reacted, a sneer suddenly hung on the corner of his mouth, and a thin layer of yellow light flashed all over his body, and the feeling that his body was shackled was gone.

Earth cultivator, nine turns of peak cultivation, how can he care about this gravity ten times the force...

Seeing that he reacted so quickly, Xiang Yang was also a Ling in his heart, this old guy was much more difficult to deal with than Feng Wu and Feng Tong.

But what's this? With the power of the Ten Mountains and a half-step immortal weapon, even if you can't exert the maximum power of the Ruyi Stick, you, a monk who has not yet stepped into the Nine Tribulations, will have to pay a certain price even if you can block it!

Wu Ye had lived for thousands of years and was extremely experienced in combat, so he recalled the flying sword, but instead of letting it entangle with the Ruyi stick, he shot directly towards Xiang Yang's body, and then shrank and hid under the earth barrier.

Even if he was only facing a monk in the Dan stage, but the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, he still did not take it lightly.

This time it was a bit unexpected for Xiang Yang, is this a fight with his life?

Then come on!

His eyes were hot, and wherever he looked, he seemed to be able to burn the air into a hollow, and the muscles of his body collapsed, and the battle suit turned into a cracked mountain gang swayed with the wind, exuding a faint yellow glow, and the morning glow sprinkled down, and the yellow mang was entangled together, as if he was dressed in a blood-colored battle suit...

This blow is not only the power of the body, his soul has been ignited by anger and killing intent, the faint blood-colored dragon shadow on his forehead is getting thicker and thicker, and finally almost turned into substance, his body has also undergone a wonderful change in an instant, at the tip of the index finger of his right hand, a little golden light exploded...

Suddenly, Xiang Yang only felt that a stream of heat was surging from his right hand, and it rolled around his whole body in an instant, and then, the strength that had been used suddenly soared, making him almost collapse the Ruyi stick in his hand.

At this moment, a sudden thick chill suddenly appeared in Wuye's heart, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and in a shock, his hands flicked endlessly, and shields were formed out of thin air beside him, and a brown and rusty ancient armor had also emerged.

Putting on this heirloom treasure of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around with hesitant eyes, this feeling naturally could not have been brought by the little monk of the Dan stage above, could it be that which real person from the Jiuding Immortal Sect had gotten the news and had already attacked?

But soon, he realizes that his judgment is completely wrong...

With a 'boom', the thick earth barrier was torn apart, and in the air, a little stick shadow did not decrease at all, and the stick body had the thickness of a grinding plate, with an incomparable momentum, and continued to smash down.

"This stick ... Nightless watched in horror, forgetting to dodge for a while, and by the time he reacted, the stick shadow had directly swept through several spell shields and touched the last piece of armor.

What kind of power is this? He seemed to be slammed by a huge mountain, the armor was worthy of the level of a mysterious weapon, under his full urging, it had not been broken, but Wuye's whole person was smashed into a bow shape by that huge force, and fell straight down, so fast, it directly pulled out a long afterimage in the air, like a meteor smashed on the mountain peak hundreds of feet below.

Until this time, the flying sword summoned by Wuye was able to pierce the defense of the split mountain gang, but without the control of the master, he had no way to start against Xiang Yang's extremely tough body, and he let out a sad scream, and was bounced away, and then, Xiang Yang swept back, and the Ruyi stick was brought back, and it was directly swept at the weakest point of the sword body.

Whether it was the Floating Jade Sect cultivator who was speeding away, or the Ling Tian Sword Sect master who was rushing from behind, they all looked at this scene in disbelief...

A great power at the peak of the Nine Revolutions, and a minor monk in the Dan stage are facing each other, how could it be such an ending?

In the air, Xiang Yang stood in the air, his eyes were Lingran, he could naturally feel that although the monk at the peak of the Nine Revolutions was definitely injured at this time, he would not be able to die.

He didn't expect that this Ling Tian Sword Sect would also have a mysterious weapon, and it was the rarest piece of armor.

However, at this time, those monks in the distance were already approaching, and it was too late to go down to take his life, no matter how strong he was alone, it was impossible for him to withstand the siege of so many Nine Turns masters and tens of thousands of monks.

Hot blood does not mean brainless, this revenge will be avenged later!

Glancing coldly at the Nine Turns Cultivators who were already within ten miles of him, Xiang Yang summoned ripples again, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and shooting straight in the opposite direction to everyone in the Floating Jade Sect.

Although they were shocked by the battle situation just now, those Nine Rank Monks reacted quickly, and they separated two of them and swept down, and then two more continued to rush in the direction of the Floating Jade Sect monks with a small group of Yunzhou behind them, while most of the main forces chased Xiang Yang directly.

They all saw it, but the origin of the Xuanwu muskfrog just now fell on this kid's body, and the blow of the Supreme Elder of his own family just now is estimated to have the power of this origin.

Ling Tian Sword Sect's hundreds of years of planning, naturally could not fail, the most important thing now is to capture this kid, as for those Floating Jade Sect monks in front, the two Sword Pavilion elders in the middle of the ninth turn plus a hundred cloud boat monks are more than enough.

The east where Xiang Yang went was where the Ling Tian Sword Sect was located, someone had already summoned him back, and the group of disciples who stayed behind in the sect had also been welcomed, and in the north, there was a small sect there, which was a vassal of the Sword Sect, and naturally someone had informed him.

That source power must not be used much, under this heaven and earth net, where did that kid escape?

But the cloud boat is really fast...

Xiang Yang didn't care what they were thinking, he rode the ripples towards the east, he naturally knew that that direction was where the sect of the Ling Tian Sword Sect was located, but the goal now was to stretch their battle line first, otherwise, the concentrated fire attack of hundreds of cloud boats and tens of thousands of monks, no matter how strong the cloud boat under his feet was and how many arrays there were in his pocket, it would always end badly under passive beating.