"Come out! this shouldn't be our battlefield!"

Outside the Xuandu City, looking at the gates that opened to both sides, Ziyang Zhenren's footsteps finally stopped completely! Unlike other cities, Xuandu is not only the capital of the Xuanyue Dynasty, but also represents the last backbone of the human race!

Therefore, even if the human dynasty has changed several times since ancient times, this unbreakable city of Xuandu has really never experienced any war! Even if it is a battle for the destruction of the country, it will only happen outside the city, not here!

"Woo woo woo ......"

A gust of night wind blew, rolling up a few dead leaves that had fallen from the branches, and with the breeze, surging towards the city gate! And the direction that Ziyang Zhenren was looking at was still quiet, without the slightest sound! His question, as if a stone had sunk into the sea, disappeared into the night wind silently!

"What? Are you scared? Or do you think I'm lying to you?

Yue Qianqiu's name came out of Ziyang Zhenren's mouth word by word, and at the same time, his right hand was also slowly held on the hilt of the Pine Pattern Dao Sword! In an instant, a majestic but extremely restrained sword qi suddenly poured out from his body, illuminating all the shadows in the moonlight like a torch in the night!

"You... Finally... Who is it?"

A moment later, just when Ziyang Zhenren wanted to do it directly and no longer waste time, a dry and shriveled voice sighed, and suddenly came out from the place where Ziyang Zhenren's gaze was locked!

Immediately, a shallow figure suddenly emerged from the direction that Ziyang Zhenren was looking at! It was as if something was trying to get out of it through the spatial barrier!

"Humph!"

Ziyang Zhenren did not answer Yue Qianqiu's question, but instead slowly turned his gaze to another direction, snorted coldly, and said, "What, how long do you two have to hide?

As he spoke, two sword lights that condensed into substance suddenly shot out from Ziyang Zhenren's eyes, like thunder and lightning, directly piercing into the two voids he was looking at!

"Bang!

Two muffled sounds came out of the void, and then I saw two extremely blurry figures walking out of the place where the sword light had not entered, and the volley was suspended under the night sky, like two ghosts lingering in the world!

The two figures who had just been forced out of the void stood by Yue Qianqiu's side, one left and one right, but his gaze was locked straight on Ziyang Zhenren's body, with a gloomy gaze, suspicious, and asked, "Are you ...... Ziyang real people?"

This answer had actually appeared in Yue Qianqiu's heart a long time ago, but he himself didn't want to believe it! You must know that although Shenzhou is big, there are only a few people who can reach the realm of the Divine Transformation Grandmaster! In addition, all the clues left by Ziyang Zhenren along the way have already exposed his identity!

Of course, for Ziyang Zhenren, he never thought of concealing his identity! Otherwise, he would not have worn this purple-clothed Taoist robe, carrying a loose pattern Dao sword, and unabashedly walked all the way from Dongzhou to the Imperial City of Xuandu!

“......”

Looking at the two blurred figures standing beside Yue Qianqiu, Ziyang Zhenren still didn't answer his question!

However, for Yue Qianqiu, he didn't need Ziyang Zhenren's answer! Because in many cases, not speaking meant acquiescence! And with these, it was enough for him!

"I don't know the real person, why did you come to my Xuandu overnight?"

There was a hint of gloom in his eyes, Yue Qianqiu's body leaned forward slightly, and his arms, which were slightly wider than ordinary people, bulged slightly, as if he was embracing the world in his arms! After a slight pause, Yue Qianqiu's tone became a little heavier again, and he asked: "Moreover, the boundless killing that real people have created along the way is probably also related to the purity and inaction of Taoism...... I don't agree!"

I don't know if it's because of the two phantoms behind him, or the backdrop of the Xuandu city wall, Yue Qianqiu at this moment, whether it is demeanor or momentum, is completely different from when he was in the sinkhole before, and every move is full of indescribable domineering!

Ziyang Zhenren's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of inadvertent murderous aura instantly spread to the outside of the body!

"Boom!"

In an instant, as if sensing the killing intent of Ziyang Zhenren, a sword roar like a dragon's roar suddenly came out from the scabbard of the Loose Pattern Dao Sword, and the boundless sword qi instantly erupted!

"You......! Opinions?"

Although the words are rhetorical questions, the tone is indeed rhetorical questions!

However, neither Yue Qianqiu nor the two figures hidden in the black mist would really regard this sentence as Ziyang Zhenren's inquiry! Because, at the moment when this fluttering question came out, the sword qi that was pressed in Ziyang Zhenren's palm was already firmly locked on the three of them!

In an instant, the three supreme masters of the Transformation God Realm were all stiff and frozen in mid-air! Even Yue Qianqiu, who had already broken through the Ninth Heaven of the "Shocking Emperor Fist" and reached the late stage of the Transformation of Gods, was no exception!

The cold sweat instantly filled Yue Qianqiu's entire back! The feeling of being stared at by death made his heartbeat uncontrollable! In just an instant, his previous self-confidence was all in vain!

"Pop ......"

A drop of cold sweat slowly fell from Yue Qianqiu's chin and landed on the bluestone slab under him, making a crisp sound in the dead night sky!

"No! no...... You can't be that strong! You can't be that strong!"

The roar that seemed to be talking to himself became louder and louder in Yue Qianqiu's mouth, and at this moment, the anger in his heart overwhelmed reason for the first time, and at the same time, it also suppressed the fear that was constantly spreading in his heart!

For a martial artist, being the first in the world is undoubtedly the honor they want the most! However, for these people who live in the same era as Ziyang Zhenren, this supreme reputation is destined to be dishonorable with them...... For above their heads, there is an unattainable mountain, which is pressed against it, and they cannot be allowed to go beyond it!

Therefore, when Yue Qianqiu finally broke through to the ninth heaven of "Amazing Emperor Fist" with the help of innate merits, he would be so calm and confident!

However, all of this has come to naught at this moment! Because Yue Qianqiu suddenly discovered that compared to the Ziyang Zhenren who came across 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers with a single sword, he who also broke through to the late stage of the transformation of the god was still the vulnerable clown!

Angry!

All emotions are out of control at this moment, and at this moment, in his mind, there is only one thought, and that is to kill him, to kill this existence that makes him desperate!

"Give it to me...... Die!"

A roar full of anger suddenly sounded in the night sky, Yue Qianqiu, who was still in a cold sweat one second, had already raised his right fist the next moment, and in an instant, a five-clawed golden dragon circled and wrapped around his right arm, like a round of golden sun, emitting an incomparably strong golden light, directly illuminating the sky above the entire Xuandu City!

"Beacon ...... Wolf smoke!"

"Roar!"

As Yue Qianqiu's right fist swung out, the five-clawed golden dragon coiled on his right arm suddenly let out a roar, and the supreme domineering dragon power instantly erupted, as if it was substance, and it was fiercely suppressed towards Ziyang Zhenren!

The iron fist broke through the air, and the spatial ripples shattered under Yue Qianqiu's right fist! However, in the face of such a powerful punch, the corners of Ziyang Zhenren's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an undisguised mockery!

"The golden dragon is just a conjured loach! How dare you call yourself a dragon!"

Indeed, for Ziyang Zhenren, who had seen the battle between the Blood Dragon King and Ye Fan Hualong in the Inner World, this five-clawed golden dragon coiled on Yue Qianqiu's arm at this moment was really a bit unmentionable!

"Boom!"

The right hand on top of the Loose Pattern Dao Sword moved up slightly, and an inch of cold light suddenly broke through the air! However, just as Ziyang Zhenren wanted to swing the long sword in his hand, a trace of dangerous aura suddenly struck from his left rib!

The next moment, the long sword that was supposed to slash at Yue Qianqiu's right fist suddenly changed direction and swept towards the empty void!

"Sneer......"

After a soft sound, the pine-patterned longsword that swept towards the void in front of him slammed down, and the next moment, a piece of black cloth suddenly fell out of the void! And on the tip of the pine-patterned longsword, there was not the slightest trace of blood! Obviously, the other party dodged the sword that changed direction of Ziyang Zhenren's temporary!

The long sword fell into the air, Ziyang Zhenren's expression instantly tightened, and he stepped into the void under his feet, and his body drew an afterimage, and he was about to fly upside down to the right! But at this moment, a cold and dead palm wind was already attached to the back of his heart, and with the slight exhalation of energy, a laughing sound suddenly sounded.

"Hehe...... The so-called first person in the world is nothing more than that! It seems that you are destined to die here today!"

And it was only at this moment that the black shadow on the left side behind Yue Qianqiu slowly dissipated! What was exposed in the air was just an ordinary robe!

"Really, Jiang Cheng!"

However, at this moment, Ziyang Zhenren, who had been pressed on the back of Jiang Cheng's palm, was not as panicked as before, but turned his back to the cold palm, revealing a trace of mockery that was the same as when he faced the five-clawed golden dragon before!

"Quack!"

A loud crow roared suddenly through the void, and the golden claws suddenly poked out from the back of Ziyang Zhenren's heart, and in an instant, those cold palm winds that had not yet had time to really pour into his body were like hot soup and snow, instantly turning into a puff of green smoke and dissipating into the void!

"Poof!"

Following the direction of the cold palm wind, the golden claw that poked out from the back of Ziyang Zhenren's heart suddenly buckled on Jiang Cheng's right palm, and the golden crow phase, which had turned into the fetus of the spirit god, instantly burst out with an incomparably hot temperature, and went all the way upward, until Jiang Cheng's entire right arm was burned into powder, and then pierced through his chest!

"Poof......

The situation was reversed in an instant, and Jiang Cheng not only completely destroyed his right arm, but even his right chest was completely pierced by the golden crow's claws, leaving a transparent wound before and after!

"Wow...... You... You've been, you've been... Know... Know... It's ...... me."

The blood that was swimming against the current kept pouring out of Jiang Cheng's mouth, and he could clearly feel that the vitality was constantly flowing out of his body! Even, if it weren't for the fact that the Transformation God Realm had already touched the edge of transforming into a mortal god, with his current injury, on the body of an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago!

Bombarding Jiang Cheng in one fell swoop, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

With his current strength, if the three of them fought with him with open swords and guns, he would naturally not be afraid! But if the other party did not fight him head-on, but played with him like just now, even if his realm was higher than the three of them, he would not dare to say that he would not be injured!

And once he is injured, the deterrence to other guys who are also watching the throne of the Shenzhou Dynasty will undoubtedly be much lower!

"Boom!"

Before Ziyang Zhenren could answer Jiang Cheng's question, Yue Qianqiu's incomparably domineering punch had already blasted over again!

At this moment, it was too late for Ziyang Zhenren to come up with a sword again! In desperation, he could only raise his left hand like Yue Qianqiu, clenched it into a fist, and with a touch of purple, he bombarded Yue Qianqiu's "Beacon Fire Wolf Smoke" head-on!

"Boom!"

One purple and one gold, when the two rays of light suddenly collided in mid-air, the green tendons that twisted and exploded like dragons bulged under the purple Dao robe! In an instant, a huge force far beyond the imagination of the two of them suddenly poured out from above Ziyang Zhenren's left fist, and actually blasted Yue Qianqiu's entire person upside down!

"This ...... This is?"

Yue Qianqiu was shocked, and Ziyang Zhenren was also extremely surprised! Although he was the first person in the martial arts today, what he cultivated was Qi refining and spitting and the art of sword killing, but he had never deliberately boiled his own body! However, the power that had just burst out of his physical body was not inferior to those body refining martial artists who specialized in boiling his physical body, which made him not surprised!

"Could it be...... Is it because of the quenching body when you broke through the spirit realm?"

A vague thought arose in Ziyang Zhenren's heart, but this was not the time for him to think about it carefully, and in the next moment, Yue Qianqiu, who had flown out upside down, had already swooped over again! At the same time, the only black shadow that had never made a move before also violently shattered the fog around him at this moment, and he took out a long knife and slashed down heavily on the top of Ziyang Zhenren's head!

The real fight has just begun!