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"Zhang Youshan, you're here too!"

Cao Zhengyang's voice came from the black clouds, with a sigh, it seems that the two have also known each other.

"Naturally, the general trend of the world has changed, and no one can stay out of it. ”

Zhang Youshan bowed his head slightly, and while maintaining the formation, he spoke.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is eloquent and strategic, has the heart to clear the universe, and also has a peerless posture, so he will naturally be supported by us. ”

"Is it really? Who else besides your Heavenly Master Dao?"

Cao Zhengyang's voice was not slow, even if he was under siege in a large array, he did not see the slightest emotional fluctuation.

However, at their age, at this level, they have long been able to do not show their joy and anger, so there is no way to know what the other party is thinking.

"Sect Leader Cao, don't come unharmed!"

The red cloud cave opened in the northeast, revealing a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back.

The man looked elegant, his temples were white, his eyes were vicissitudes, he stood upright, and when he spoke, there was a sword qi rising from his body, and it was actually a turbulent surrounding void.

"Xie Xianfeng! Haha, I haven't seen you, the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, for more than twenty years, I thought you were dead! Let me feel sorry for you for a long time!"

Cao Zhengyang laughed.

"Sect Master Cao is not dead, how dare he take the first step?"

Xie Xianfeng smiled indifferently.

"Today, I am here to be with all of you to send Sect Master Cao back to the West!"

"Hey...... , It is impossible to return to the west, even if you go down, you will go to the place of the nine secluds. Besides, it is not certain who will die and who will live today!"

Cao Zhengyang sneered lowly.

"What's the matter? Sect Leader Cao still thinks he has a chance to win?"

Qingwei stepped out from the other direction, and there was another person behind him, dressed like him, who was the Heavenly Sword Sect's arrogant and nameless people.

"Sha Fentuo, Cao Zhengyang is already a caged bird, and it is impossible to escape with his wings, as the ancestor of Miaojiang, why should you go to the trouble with him? If you are willing to withdraw, Poor Dao is willing to intercede for you and His Royal Highness the Prince, and spare your life!"

Another person swept through the clouds and appeared in the sky, but it was a Dao Gu with a cold face, who was the head of the Xianxia Sword Sect next to Miao Jiang, Lingbo Daoren.

Lingbo Dao was born in Miao Jiang, and later worshiped the Xianxia Sword Sect, and also had an old relationship with Sha Fentuo, the Gu King of Miao Jiang.

"No need! I invited you to join you that day, but you didn't come, and you don't have to be polite today!"

Shafinta's strange voice rang out.

"Besides, it's not necessarily who wins or loses!"

"Fairy Lingbo, why bother talking with that demon, refining to death with real fire, it is clean and neat!"

Not far from the Lingbo Dao people, a middle-aged man in a high-crowned costume stepped out, but it was the ancestor of the Ren family in Zhongzhou, Ren Tianhe!

Everyone present is more than three years old, and for the current people in the rivers and lakes, it is out of reach, and even the predecessors of the masters who have been forgotten for too long a time.

"Everyone, it's useless to talk too much!

In the sky, Zhao Hao's loud voice sounded, everyone took a step back, covered their figures with red clouds, and according to the plan in advance, they held the array flag, and the divine soul sensed the void, and the endless fire yuan was fully revealed.

True Qi penetrated into the formation flag, driven by the divine soul, and the surrounding fire clouds suddenly contracted, turning into small fiery red balls the size of pills, crystal clear, and the huge aura compressed and turned into fire divine thunder.

'The formation of the Heavenly Master Dao is really amazing!'

Ren Tianhe sighed in his heart, and with a wave of the array flag in his hand, more than a dozen fire god thunders around him turned into more than a dozen red lines of fire, heading towards the pitch-black clouds and mist.

In the formation, the fire and thunder escape technique was extremely fast, the formation flag over there swayed, the sky passed through the sky red line, and the fire god thunder had already exploded in the black clouds.

"Boom ......"

The muffled sound continued one after another, and the rest of the people also shook the formation flag again and again, and hundreds of fire divine thunders burst out one after another, submerging into the black clouds and mist.

The black clouds are rolling, churning endlessly, the red rays are revealing and flashing inside, the scenery is strange, and it is very beautiful!

"Come here!"

Cao Zhengyang roared wildly in the black clouds, and another black cloud floated in the sky in the distance, this black cloud had a huge aura, but it was mixed and impure, and it was almost no threat. The crowd just glanced at it and turned their attention back to this side again.

The array of flags swayed, the fire and thunder did not stop, and a fire net formed by the convergence of the fire lines has also been formed, the fire lines are transparent, like a still flame, and there is a force that cuts all things contained in it, the fire net flutters, the void swayes, and ripples are generated.

Below, two black clouds converged in the center, and a huge aura suddenly emerged from it, the black clouds shrank inward, and a figure was revealed.

Its hideous appearance, Rao is people present are all well-informed and advanced practitioners, and they are all shrunk in their hearts.

Outside the big array, Xuan Chengzi stepped on the Seven Dragons Yuyun Step, his body was electrically turned, and he had already punched out, containing the roar of the dragons, which was the Nine Tyrant Dragon Fist of the Heavenly Dragon Dao!

Unlike the Nine Tyrant Dragon Fist performed by Chu Yougong not long ago, the Nine Tyrant Dragon Fist cast by Xuan Chengzi was silent, like an old man lifting a hammer, without any power at all.

But Nie Hongyi's eyes lit up, and in the sense of the divine soul, the space between the two suddenly shook when the other party's punch came out, and under the sunlight and firelight, there was a sense of light and darkness, mottled and displaced.

Even the vast fist intent, enveloping the void, penetrating the soul, making the void upside down, the front and back are lost, and the body can't help but face the fist.

And that punch is also completely restrained, not visible on the outside, but boundless on the inside!

This old Taoist's boxing technique is fierce and domineering, and his fist intent is fierce and fast, and it has reached a certain limit. Compared with that Chu Yougong, it is even more different!

This Nine Tyrannosaurus Fist is in the hands of Xuan Chengzi, I am afraid that even if it is the person who created this fist, he may not be able to perform it with the subtlety and sophistication that he exerted!

"Good Taoist!"

Nie Hongyi admired in his heart, the person who can come this far, sure enough, no one can be underestimated!

Facing the opponent's punch, Nie Hongyi bent her knees and elbows, her heart was surging with murderous intent, and thousands of illusions were struck out by her fist, colliding with the opponent with a surging force.

With the disillusionment of the Ten Directions of the Heavenly Master Dao, the fist technique based on the Yin Evil Invisible Knife blasted out from Nie Hongyi's hand!

Heavenly Killing Fist!

"Boom ......"

The void around the two of them shook suddenly, and then a huge invisible shock wave suddenly appeared, sweeping ten miles.

In the ground below, a huge depression appeared in the ground, and the aftermath rushed into the large array beside him, causing the red glow to shake endlessly.

"Good boxing!"

Xuan Chengzi took two steps back, his eyes were as bright as the sun, and he was not affected by Nie Hongyi's fist intent illusion in the slightest.

"You're not bad either!"

Nie Hongyi sighed.

"It's a pity!"

Before the words fell, she advanced and punched again, her whole body trembled, and the strength of her whole body surged to the fist, Haoran vigorously condensed at one point, and suddenly shot out towards the opponent.

Tyrant!

It is integrated with the method of thundering the sky, wind and thunder, gathering the strength of the whole body, and the culmination of many exercises!

It can be said that this is the essence of Nie Hongyi's boxing technique.

Xuan Chengzi's face was straight, his hands were circled, and a flexible force emerged, and the layers of strength were like a web, enveloping the void.

Shenlong Void Heavenly Strength!

"Boom ......"

The void swayed, and layers of ripples poured out along Nie Hongyi's fist, swinging layer after layer of palm power, and the remaining momentum was inexhaustible, hitting Xuan Chengzi's chest.

"Poof......

Xuan Chengzi spurted blood from his mouth, his eyes widened, and he looked at Nie Hongyi in disbelief.

Slowly lowering his head, a fist-sized hollow bulge had already penetrated his chest, and through the hollow bulge, he could even faintly see the beating heart!

"How is that possible?"

He couldn't believe that he had a soul, strength, courage, heroism, and wisdom, and his exquisite boxing skills were unrivaled in the world, and his strength was rarely rivaled, but he was defeated by two punches!

"Old Taoist, come here!"

Nie Hongyi stretched out one hand, the suction force appeared sharply, and his five fingers became claws, which had already buckled into his chest.

Under the serious injury, Xuan Chengzi still wants to hold the essence steadily, but it is no longer possible!

At that moment, the mighty spirit surged towards Nie Hongyi.

"It just so happens that I just fused my essence, and I just need a lot of essence to stabilize my cultivation and enhance my strength!"

"Stop!"

Miao Qing, who was not far away, roared suddenly, the spear in his hand penetrated into the lower abdomen of the empty ninja monk, and raised one hand high, holding him in the air.

"Let go of Xuan Chengzi's senior, or I'll kill him!"

Miao Qing roared.

"Humph!"

Nie Hongyi smiled disdainfully.

"Kill you!"