Before the words fell, Fa Rong's fleeting figure had already stood in front of the main hall, and at this moment, he was wearing a Xuanhuang robe, but he looked like he was in a demon, and the blood in his eyes was like a rushing river, red and terrifying.

The spiritual power at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm revealed from his body was a little overwhelming for everyone.

Jiang Baihe looked back and forth, took a deep breath, and sighed lightly:

"There is no eyebrows, the traces of the Dao are gone, and now Fa Rong has completely fallen into the ...... of demons"

Immediately behind Fa Rong, a group of black pressed heads poured in, desperately squeezing in, and what caught their eyes was Nan Xiangyan who was holding a sword.

Nan Xiangyan, whose hair is like clouds, seems to be a pouring moonlight, this somewhat ordinary hall, standing here, is suddenly full of fairy energy, as if it is a heavenly Qionglou.

I saw that an old Taoist priest named Xu Jintao, who was the leader, took a deep breath of cold air after seeing Nan Xiangyan's face, and even the folds of his face were soothed a little, revealing a fascinated look, and sneering:

"The Nan Xiangyan Fairy of Forgotten Dust Sword Village is really handsome, fellow Daoists, can you leave her for me to the end, before killing her, why don't we have fun first?

You know, this beautiful fairy is much happier than those vulgar fans in the kiln......"

As soon as his words came out, it immediately caused a group of people to laugh, and many obscene eyes were like spotlights, shining at Nan Xiangyan with bad intentions, as if they wanted to see her whole body through.

After all, with Fa Rong in charge, the combat power of the entire Forgotten Dust Sword Village was almost dead.

With just a few injured Divine Martial Realm peak cultivators in front of him, what waves can he make?

In the eyes of everyone in the Cangwu Taoist Temple, Fa Rong, who had reached the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm, was already the first person worthy of the name in the Divine Grace Cultivation True Country!

At that moment, Fa Rong just snorted coldly, his eyes stopped on the Drifting Rain Sword held by Nan Xiangyan, a little puzzled look appeared on his face, and he couldn't help muttering:

"What a weird sword......"

He realized that this sword had actually cut off his divine sense! Immediately, after seeing Nan Xiangyan's beautiful face, his heart also trembled violently, and the color and fire rose violently, making him completely forget all his thoughts.

After all, Nan Xiangyan has never shown her true face. This discovery made the anger of all the people of the Cangwu Taoist Temple freeze neatly, and the corners of the wide mouth involuntarily drooled.

When she heard Xu Jintao's frivolous words and saw the obscene gazes of the Taoist priests in front of her, Nan Xiangyan's heart suddenly burst into a nameless rage, and her white finger bones clattered.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to the owner, I will kill you!"

The next moment, there was a surviving disciple of the Sword Village who let out a violent roar, and rushed forward without hesitation, only to see that where the long sword in his hand passed, it seemed to overflow layers of water waves in the air, and the waves bombarded Xu Jintao's top of Xu Jintao.

Seeing this, Xu Jintao's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he only felt that his body and bones were soft.

Although he is a disciple of the main gate of the Taoist temple, his cultivation is far inferior to the opponent of the person in front of him.

"Fa Deputy Viewer, save me!"

Burst~

Fa Rong frowned, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a majestic pillar of spiritual power light emitted out, scattering the water-like sword light. However, the remaining power still did not diminish at all, and it suddenly collided with the figure of the disciple of Jianzhuang, turning into a spear that soared into the sky, piercing through its chest like a skewer.

Immediately after, the disciple of this Sword Zhuang who had passed through the Divine Realm, before he could even speak, had already smashed down from mid-air, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood foam, and his legs were kicked, completely losing his vitality.

From the crowd, Fa Rong's deafening roar was heard, like a muffled thunder:

"Forget the dust sword village, I have given you plenty of time, one last chance, to hand over the Ice Soul Bead, and ...... You Nan Xiangyan ......"

After thinking for a moment, Fa Rong, whose face was flushed, added.

There was a sudden sigh in the crowd, and the Taoist priests of the Cangwu Taoist Temple did not expect that their deputy master also had thoughts about this beauty, and they were a little disheartened for a while.

At that moment, I saw Nan Xiangyan's willow eyebrows raised, a pair of beautiful eyes were about to erupt fire, and she shouted angrily:

"Evil people, if you have the ability, just come forward and fight!"

"The little girl is not small, the old man...... I want to see what you're capable of today!"

Fa Rong's sleeve robe swung up, and he walked out in a hurry, looking at Nan Xiangyan's eyes full of a look of infatuation. Even, even the old man who blurted out the sentence was forcibly held back and replaced with the old way.

After all, the old man and the beauty are not a good match at all, and if they are old-fashioned, they may barely be able to get on top.

The sound rang out, causing everyone to get out of the way.

Nan Xiangyan glanced back at the disciple who had fallen in a pool of blood, the rain sword in her hand was buzzing, and she smiled coldly:

"With your head, sacrifice the dead heroes of my sword village!"

After snorting, I saw Nan Xiangyan in white clothes, as fast as taking off a rabbit, and as soon as she made a move, she sacrificed her strongest combat power.

A sword to the city!

In this sword, there is an endless style!

The Drifting Rain Sword bloomed with countless sword qi, converging into a milky white match, constantly rushing towards Fa Rong's direction!

The dazzling sword light seemed to be hanging upside down in the sky, and all of them fell.

However, Fa Rong, who claimed to have become the first person of divine grace, only smiled contemptuously when he saw it, and simply raised his flesh palm, wanting to shake the sword light.

In the rolling of spiritual power, I saw Nan Xiangyan vomit blood and fly out, caught by the frost and snow, and her originally beautiful white face was already drenched in blood.

This is still under the premise of deliberately retracting strength, after all, he doesn't want to kill Nan Xiangyan before capturing him.

On the other side, Fa Rong just quietly looked at his right palm, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He was shocked to find that the right palm that had been washed by the peak spiritual power of his Earth Emperor Realm was blurred by the flesh and blood cut by countless sword qi, and this change made him exclaim:

"What kind of sword is this!"

After hearing this, Nan Xiangyan just held on to the hilt of the sword and forcibly stood up straight, with endless shyness and tenderness in her eyes, and said word by word:

"This is my ...... Husband's sword!"

Rumble!~

At this moment, Fa Rong and the people of Cangwu Taoist Temple only felt that a thunder sounded in their heads, and their faces turned purple, and their original eyes full of evil had turned into an extremely rich and cruel color.

The fact that the fairy he wanted had already been possessed made Fa Rong roar angrily:

"Then you're going to die!"

"Today's divine grace is really a miasma, Fa Rong, don't let me die yet!"

At this moment, Hao Wujiang, who had been preparing for a long time, finally jumped out in one step, and the sword light in his hand provoked pieces of shock, and fell towards Fa Rong one by one.

Hao Wujiang had a deep study of the sword technique, and at the moment when he saw Fa Rong's unsteady, he slammed the ground and slashed to his forehead.

The timing and power are just right!

I don't see the sleeves of the colorful clouds, and the knife falls for a thousand years!

This knife already represents the highest level of Hao Wujiang, and even in the case of full urging, the fortune of the move can be detected with the naked eye, and the air flow is exploding.

Hum!

What responded to him was only a calm cold snort from Fa Rong.

I saw his whole person step out, and suddenly sealed the brilliant sword light in the sky with one palm, and then gently shook it, and wiped out the psychedelic light and shadow, squinted his eyes and said coldly:

"It's a good sword, I didn't expect you to be here, I said why did I think your moves were a little weird...... Die for me......"

I saw that the sword shadow that had been forcibly compressed by Fa Rong before had all been returned.

This change made Hao Wujiang's qi and blood suddenly flow backwards, and his complexion turned into the color of pig liver, only to feel that his moves were dissolved without warning.

Forced by the outbreak of the force of the shock, he immediately took a few steps back, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and was hurriedly supported by Jiang Baihe.

The absolute strength gap of the entire big realm made him have no chance of winning at all.

Right now, Hao Wujiang kept panting and said angrily:

"Fa Rong, as a cultivator of the Earth Emperor Realm, you don't come out to exterminate the alien race, but the internal friction is undiminished!

As Hao Wujiang's words fell, Fa Rong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, his fingers poked the tip of Hao Wujiang's nose, and the number fell:

"Such a pitiful and meager cultivator dares to call himself the lord of my divine grace......

Whether it's a foreign race or a god race, when I broke through the Earth Emperor Realm, the Cangwu Taoist Temple had long been separated from the divine grace, and a pitiful existence like you would let us give you our lives?"

The scene in front of him had already made Hao Wujiang angry, but he was a little helpless about Fa Rong's cultivation.

There was still blood on the wound on his left arm, which made Hao Wujiang break out in a cold sweat.

A moment later, his eyes were already full of the resolute intention of seeing death as home, and he drew his knife and rushed forward again, shouting at a few people behind him:

"Southern Fairy, you take this opportunity to leave!"

The Shocking Knife swayed a ray of light, like a waterfall, enveloping Fa Rong's figure, only to hear a bang, splashing countless fires.

After taking a closer look, Hao Wujiang's figure froze suddenly, and found that Fa Rong in front of him was holding the tip of the knife with only two fingers, and his action seemed to drain Hao Wujiang's strength.

Immediately, I saw Fa Rong raise his right foot, step down violently, and said in a deep voice:

"It's ridiculous, none of you can leave!"

Rumble!

As soon as he finished speaking, countless blue-colored sigils appeared, extending from Fa Rong's feet like a stream of water, layer upon layer, blocking the field.

The power of this array caused the entire hall to shatter and cease to exist, revealing the already dusk sky above.

Sleepy God Array?!

Jiang Baihe raised his head in surprise and subconsciously said it.

Cangwu Taoist Temple's sleepy god array, but it is claimed that even the god king can be subdued, at this moment, after Fa Rong used the cultivation of the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm, Nan Xiangyan and the others have completely cut off the way to retreat!

"Poor Ant ......"

Between the openings, Fa Rong struck with another palm, and slammed it firmly on Hao Wujiang's front door.

Hao Wujiang, who was hit by this blow, was hit hard, and half of his body was stained red with blood, and even the bones of his upper body were almost misplaced, making a creepy explosion.