This illusion magic sword, unable to distinguish the true from the fake, the six mouths contracted at the same time, and the landing in the sky was almost sealed, and the aura emitted made Feng Qingyang's scalp tingle, and the spread of the demonic qi was even more terrifying.

The red magic sword, the spirit of the magic sword rotated around the periphery, the bloodthirsty glow, almost dyed the world red, and the power of the explosion fell in the eyes of everyone, and a sense of despair suddenly arose in my heart.

That huge demonic qi is extremely evil, different from the demonic heart comprehended in the Nine Heavenly Palace, if the demonic heart is a kind of supreme demon, then the aura emitted by this demonic sword is the most evil!

It contained the old man's disbelief and resentment, and the fear that spread from the magic sword itself, which exploded in an instant, as if destroying the world.

At the moment of appearance, Feng Qingyang gave birth to a feeling that if he was hit by it, he was afraid that his body would collapse in an instant, and there would be a kind of never-ending torture, and he might become a puppet like this old man.

This is not an ordinary magic sword, the origin of this magic sword, even this old man can't tell, he was lucky to be in a secret realm back then, but that secret realm has already completely collapsed in the passage of time.

At the moment when the magic sword landed, the wind cleared his body for a while, and with a move of raising his hand, all the power of the demon turned into a big hand that covered the sky and the sun, and the lines on it were clearly visible.

Heading up, he originally thought that he could block the landing of this magic sword, but after all, he muttered about the power of the Blood Dance Demon Sword, and almost at the moment when the Blood Demon Great Handprint appeared, he was slashed by the magic sword.

The power is undiminished, and it almost descends with an incomparable momentum, and the void in all directions is shattered, and it collapses in an instant under the pressure of the magic sword, and the heavenly demons dance wildly.

Feng Qingyang was shocked, his hands pinched and printed, the runes on his body rotated rapidly, and the largest rune turned into a skeleton in an instant, levitating above his head.

The power of the spell under the hammer firmly protected the whole body, and at this moment, the power of the magic sword completely exploded, the roar in his ears was unabated, and he even felt a stream of heat growing out of his body in an instant.

The seven orifices were bleeding, the mana was chaotic, and although the power of the spell helped the body, it was still seriously injured under the collision of the two, like a falling meteor, slamming heavily on the ground.

And at the moment when he landed, the old man frantically moved forward, and as soon as he grasped the magic sword of the void, the evil qi that erupted on his body reached its peak, rolling the wind and clouds in all directions, almost with his momentum, he could shock everyone.

Holding the magic sword, looking at the heavily injured Feng Qingyang, the old man smiled contemptuously, but this smile was extremely distorted and crazy in the eyes of everyone.

At this time, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, to kill Feng Qingyang, so as to cut off the fear in the hearts of the monks of the Wang family and rebuild the glory of the Wang family!

"The wind is clear!" the old man roared, holding the magic sword and falling from the void, and after taking a single step, the distance between the two narrowed to one in an instant.

The wind lying on the ground was clear, and he could even clearly see the old man's beard trembling with anger, as well as the sexy red pupils that burst with this light, which was clearly a symbol of the Demon Dao!

With a swing of the sword, the surging crisis locked the wind and cleared, there was almost no room for resistance at such a close distance, and the battle between the two was naturally one side was happy and the other was sad!

The old man was crazy, but Feng Qingyang was calm to the extreme, the more dangerous he was, the more calm he was, the sky fell without being shocked, looking at the roaring sword qi, Feng Qingyang thought together, originally wanted to sacrifice the Holy Venerable's thoughts, but in an instant turned into a green lotus.

Three huge lotus leaves, with a kind of creative breath, appeared in the heaven and earth, and the cyan light curtain was like a waterfall, from scratch, directly covering the wind.

"It's ...... This is the Creation of the Blue Lotus!"

Everyone in the Quartet, there are powerful people who shouted out in an instant, and the legendary existence of the Qinglian appeared alive in front of everyone's eyes at this moment, and the shock brought by it overshadowed the name of the wind in an instant!

Compared to the Creation Blue Lotus, the sensation he caused in the spirit world was almost impossible to compare!

"Qingyang, I'm here to help you!"

In the distance, a golden cloud rushed towards this place quickly, although the Holy Emperor was fighting with that powerful power, but his own fighting way could completely crush it, although it could not be blown up in a short time, but it was able to leave it far behind.

Looking at Feng Qingyang, who was about to be cut down by the magic sword, the Holy Emperor's eyes almost burst into sparks, and the stick in his hand suddenly became larger, like a sea god needle falling from the sky.

The avenue pillar of light of the Fighting Dao crushed down, and the magic sword that was forcibly swung out was fixed in mid-air, and with this gap, the wind on the ground suddenly got a breather.

The Creation Blue Lotus was just a flash in the pan, but at the moment of appearance, the injuries on its body were treated by thirty percent, although it still had a seriously injured body, but compared to before, it was much better.

"Qingyang!" The Holy Emperor stepped forward and stood side by side with Feng Qingyang, looking at the hideous old man in front of him, his monkey eyes were almost burning.

"I'm fine!" Feng Qingyang said softly, his voice was a little hoarse, and his body shook suddenly, and he almost fell to the ground, this appearance fell in the eyes of the Qian family, which made them even more worried.

"I just said, how can such a kid want to fight with the Wang family? I think if we want to keep a trace of incense, we can only take refuge in the Wang family and let Duoduo become Wang Chen's wife, if we don't suffer a catastrophe from now on!"

The miserable wind cleared the spirit, so that the surrender faction of the Qian family instantly came to the spirit, pointing to the wind on the ground, chattering, how did they know that if they really took refuge in the Wang family, the first to die would be themselves.

For a while, the elders were cold-spoken, and all kinds of ugly words emerged one after another, if it was about fighting methods, they might not be the strongest, but if it was about falling into the well, they could be regarded as the overlords among them.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, an angry voice erupted in the crowd, and then a fiery red shadow flew out of the crowd, passing the protection of everyone and coming directly to Feng Qingyang's side, this person was Qian Duoduo.

Looking at him with a pale face, Qian Duoduo's heart was dripping blood, and then at her own people, the elders who surrendered to the faction, a kind of indifference suddenly appeared in her heart.

"If it weren't for the Holy Emperor and Brother Qingyang, would you think you would still be alive until now? When the Wang family's army attacked, our iron-clad men naturally bravely met the enemy, but they didn't expect it to be your group of wastes! Vain family gave you endless resources. ”

She said it very loudly, and it fell in the ears of the elders of the Qian family, making their faces blush, but it turned into a touch of anger in an instant, how could they have received such humiliation.

"Duoduo, you can pay attention to proportions when you speak!"