"Stop!"

The Prison Island Throne let out a long roar, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth. However, it was too late. The body of the Taiwu Throne, which was split in two, fell from the sky with a blood mist.

In such a way of dying, even if the immortals are present, they can no longer be saved.

The other ten whip sect powerhouses took a heavy breath of cold air, and they had no fighting intent. Even, I don't even have the courage to look at Liu Feng.

They know that their cultivation is not a little bit worse. Tai Wu Zun used the Divine Whip skill, and was still killed by a sword. When they go up, don't they give each other heads?

However, they did not dare to flee without permission to retreat from the Prison Island Throne, and they would be punished even more severely by the Whip Sect.

"The remnants of the Sword Sect!"

The Prison Island Venerable Throne glared at Liu Feng angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! To become the worldly emperor of Middle-earth, it seems that your status in the Sword Sect is not light." ”

"Today, the deity will announce your head to the world, and let the other remnants of the Sword Sect quickly lead to death! It can be destroyed once a thousand years ago, and the Sword Sect will be completely destroyed after the year before last!"

"Are you done talking nonsense?" Liu Feng said in a cold voice: "Today, I will use your twelve heads to announce the official return of my Sword Sect!"

"Hahaha......" The Prison Island Venerable Throne looked up to the sky and laughed, and said disdainfully: "Return? Turtle shrinks for a thousand years, has there been a sword immortal appearing? Return, it's ridiculous! You listen to the order and kill the remnants of this Sword Sect!"

That being said, but in their hearts, they were full of jealousy towards the Sword Sect. The terrifying sword cultivation was deeply seared in their hearts. Therefore, they must not watch the people of the Sword Sect grow up, and they must be intercepted and killed in the cradle.

If the disciples of the Sword Sect were allowed to grow up, neither their Whip Sect nor other Dragon Guardian Families would be able to suppress it, and this was something they would not allow.

"Kill!"

Although the other ten powerhouses were afraid of Liu Feng, they were even more afraid of the rise of the Sword Sect. If the Sword Sect is really allowed to grow, those of them who are weaker in cultivation will become cannon fodder.

In this case, it is better to fight now, and maybe, under the leadership of the Prison Island Throne, you can kill the strong enemy in front of you on the spot and make a great contribution.

Therefore, after the Prison Island Venerable Throne gave an order, these ten people raised their long whips at the same time and attacked with all their might.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The dense sound of breaking the air came, and the long black whips wrapped around Liu Feng like poisonous snakes, locking on the vital points of his whole body.

"Drink!"

Liu Feng let out a low snort and unleashed the Immortal Golden Body Skill to enhance his defense.

In the golden light package, Liu Feng didn't care about the ten long whips, nor did he make any defense. He stepped on the hurricane and directly raised his sword to fight back.

Woohoo......

The divine sword flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, overwhelming the Quartet.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The long whip struck Liu Feng accurately, making a terrifying slapping sound, which made the ten strong men very pleased, but they didn't expect to be hit with one blow.

However, their cultivation was too weak to break through Liu Feng's Immortal Golden Body defense, and it only caused a little resistance.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth resounded loudly and loudly.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

Not much, just ten words. But every word is an attack, and it's extremely sharp.

The Drunken Immortal Sword Technique once again highlights its peerless attack, highlighting the domineering spirit of sword cultivation and reflecting the strength of the Sword Sect.

"Quick! dodge his sword!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Prison Island Venerable Throne opened his mouth again and shouted, reminding his companions to retreat and not let Liu Feng's sword sweep away. However, he was still too slow.

Puff puff......

In the light sound of the province, pillars of blood gushed out, filling the sky, reflecting a strange rainbow in the sun.

In the blink of an eye, everything stopped, and the white shadow was still standing with a sword, and its power was boundless. And the ten powerhouses of the Whip Sect have all become dead corpses.

These ten people were not dismembered, let alone broken, they remained intact and maintained an attack posture. Only at the center of the eyebrows, a sword mark no more than half an inch long appeared.

Blood mixed with brains, constantly spurting out, it was the soul in the sea, and it was inevitably shattered by the sword qi, and there was no way to even reincarnate.

"Ah~~~"

Prison Island Throne screamed in pain, the muscles on his face twitched, and he looked very hideous.

In just an instant, the eleven Sect Thrones he brought with him died under Liu Feng's sword like this, how could the Prison Island Throne accept it?

He hated himself for underestimating the enemy too much, and for thinking too highly of himself for making such a big mistake. If you go back like this, you will definitely be punished inhumanely and tortured to death.

Now, the only thing the Prison Island Venerable can do is to kill the remnant of the Sword Sect in front of him and atone for his sins.

Although sword cultivation is terrifying, it can defeat ten in the same rank. But the Prison Island Throne itself is already an illusion of one hundred and fifty changes, fifty changes higher than the enemy.

No matter how strong the sword cultivation is, it is impossible to cross such multiple levels and win.

Of course, the Prison Island Venerable Throne also made preparations with both hands, crushed the transmission note, and let the strong people in the vicinity rush to subdue the remnants of the Sword Sect in front of him.

Syllable!

The Prison Island Venerable Throne shook off the Divine Whip in his hand, glared at Liu Feng angrily, and grinned: "Liu Feng!

Liu Feng sneered and was silent, not wanting to talk to someone with this kind of intelligence. What does it mean that those who kill your whip sect will surely die? Is it possible that if you don't kill them, you can live in peace?

The two sides are a thousand-year-old feud, either you die or I die, and no one can change this result.

Moreover, Liu Feng saw with his own eyes the tragic image of the people of the Whip Sect killing the disciples of the Sword Sect. He has long hated the people of the Whip Sect to the bone marrow, how can he let the tiger return to the mountain?

These twelve people, Liu Feng must let them die!

What about 150 changes? It's just 49 changes. I think that at the beginning, Liu Feng was still a great grandmaster, and he was able to defeat the Mad Monarch Throne, who was also a sword cultivator.

Now, Liu Feng is already a strong man with one hundred and one changes, how can he lose to this Prison Island Throne?

Dao breaking technique, this is Liu Feng's big killer skill, when facing the strong, he can launch a surprise attack very well, so that the opponent is defenseless and defeated under his own sword.

"Come on!"

The Prison Island Throne burst into applause, and the combat power was fully opened, and the momentum of thunder swept Liu Feng.

One hundred and fifty changes, the combat power is indeed amazing. If Liu Feng chooses to resist hard, there will definitely be no wins or losses. In any case, with such a big gap, it is impossible to jump.

However, Liu Feng did not stand still, waiting for the other party's attack to arrive before suddenly attacking. In that case, it will make the Prison Island Throne suspicious, and take precautions in advance, so that the attack will be ineffective.

Therefore, Liu Feng also moved.

He still performed the magic skill of stepping on the hurricane, and sang poetry again.

Moreover, the skill that Liu Feng performed this time was one of the eighteen styles passed down by Yue Xuanyuan, called the Whip Breaking Style, which was created for the Whip Sect.

Sonorous and sonorous......

The piercing sound kept coming out, and sparks flew up.

The swarthy divine whip, when it came into contact with the divine sword, was actually slapped in a very critical place where there was not much spiritual power gathered, causing the divine whip to twist, change direction, and the attack was broken.

Shout!

The cold light disappeared in a flash, slashing across the neck of the Prison Island Throne, making him feel horrified and drenched in cold sweat. Hurriedly reached out and touched his neck to see if it was safe.

Fortunately, Liu Feng's attack did not break through his defenses, only leaving a faint white shadow on his neck, and not a single bead of blood oozed out.

At this moment, the Prison Island Throne doubled its confidence, and he didn't care about defense at all, just attacked wildly. Anyway, the other party can't break through their own defenses, and the victory belongs to them!

At the same time, the Prison Island Venerable Throne felt that the Sword Sect was terrifying, and truly realized that among the same level, the sword cultivation was invincible. The weird light skills, the weird sword moves, can't be guarded against at all.

The disciples of the Sword Sect must not stay, they must see one and kill the other!

"Suppression!"

The Prisoner Island Throne raised his long whip and threw himself at Liu Feng again.

How did he know that he had fallen for Liu Feng's strategy. This time, he pounced on the Grim Reaper.