The two laughed wildly, piercing the sky, the thunder shook the heavens, and the sea was rumbling and trembling, although they didn't know each other, but those who were not good didn't come.

With their appearance, Qian Yanli frowned, and secretly said trouble, if they are so attacking, one after another appears, how can this be done?

This time, it was originally the day of the decisive battle between Feng Qingyang and the Peerless Sword Saint, but for some reason, there were so many quasi-saint extreme powerhouses, perhaps because the Ninety-Nine Tribulation had been deduced to the Three Talents Tribulation.

In other words, this is the spirit of the Heavenly Dao, commanding the heroes, using iron-blooded means to completely kill Feng Qingyang, only when he dies, this epic battle will be completely settled.

The wind blows without a trace, washes thousands of dust, the wind is clear, and the expression is clear, looking at the ten great powers that have gathered again, if you want to say that you are not entangled, it is obviously impossible, just looking at the quantity, it makes people's scalp numb, not to mention that he is not in his heyday now.

However, he had blown up a few super powers before and devoured their essence and blood, otherwise, I am afraid that he would have fallen a long time ago, and in the eyes of others, this is almost a must-lose situation, so many strong people, who can help?

Even if it is Qian Yanli and others, as well as the Peerless Sword Saint, it is difficult for two fists to reach four hands, even if they are strong in cultivation, even if they are extremely high to the point of terror, but under the siege of these powerful powers, what are the chances of survival?

"Just a little zombie, you have to be so excited, I don't know how you mixed up, can it be said that cultivation is obtained by milk?" With the sound of indifference, the void descended on a few people again, stepping through the heavens and the earth, chasing the wind and the moon, and the wind and clouds appeared over the sea.

"There's more to come. "Tens of thousands of ancient monks were almost desperate, looking at the powerful monks who kept appearing, they were dumbfounded, their hearts were bitter, if it wasn't for their own cultivation was not enough, they really wished they could replace Feng Qingyang and fight for him.

"What should come, will come eventually, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, do you say, I'm still afraid of you?" Feng Qingyang waved his hand to stop Qian Yanli and the others from making a move.

This is his battlefield, and it is also his own battle, he does not need the help of others, no matter who it is, he wants to conquer the heavens and the earth alone, and suppress them all until they are completely destroyed.

Even if the last drop of blood flows, he will be proud of the heavens and the earth, control the sky, he stood there, indifferently looking at the quasi-saint limit powerhouses that kept appearing, there are more lice or not, they, in the eyes of the wind and Qingyang, are just a number in the end.

"You are a hero, a real hero. "There is the ancient power to speak, the arrogance of the wind is clear, and the unyielding will makes them very admired, if it is not an enemy, it must be a confidant of life and death.

"With so many quasi-saint limit powerhouses, I'm afraid it's the first time since ancient times that they have appeared. Feng Qingyang sighed, a touch of loneliness flashed on his face, and then he said: "If you have a different position, there will be no life and death, even if I don't make a move, you will fight endlessly, it is better to solve everything today,"

"Knowing that you will die, aren't you afraid?" a medieval power spoke, holding a large sword, surrounded by a dragon, and the essence light almost condensed into a substantial killing intent.

Hearing this, countless people trembled, except for the tens of thousands of ancient monks at the scene, those hundreds of millions of living beings who gathered the divine consciousness here, almost at the same time felt sorry for the clear wind, in their opinion, this peerless Tianjiao, I am afraid that it is about to fall here.

Before you really grow up, you have to hate this, how helpless is this?: "Different positions are also destined to life and death, and we will never die." Another great power spoke, and the demonic aura was overwhelming, tumbling and undulating, and the position where they were standing crushed the heavens and shook the Heavenly Xuan Ancient Star.

"Fight, never die. Feng Qingyang said lightly, and at the same time transmitted the sound to Qian Yanli and others, telling them to retreat to the edge, everyone was unwilling in their hearts, but under Feng Qingyang's fierce eyes, they silently withdrew backwards, at that moment, they felt humiliated in their hearts at the same time, this is an insult, a naked insult, not Feng Qingyang insulted them, but themselves.

It was only at this moment that they deeply felt the lack of their strength, and watched their brother next to them go to death, but they were powerless.

Mo Qianxiao cried, she smiled bitterly and wept silently, like a Tianshan Snow Lotus, with a cold and desperate breath, as if waiting for something, waiting for the final cocoon rebirth? Or is it despair?

A person's battle, in their opinion, this is a mortal situation, there is no possibility of turning the tide, and the quasi-saint extreme power gathered here is at least one-third of the current spiritual realm.

With such a shocking lineup, just ask, looking at the entire spiritual world, whether it is ancient or medieval, or ancient times, how many people can face it? This is a kind of pride.

Isn't it a kind of glory for so many strong people to besiege one person? In the whole world, there is no one who has come before or after the ancients, only the wind is clear and clear, and he said that the road he took is destined to be so iron-blooded, either you die or I die, there is no third possibility.

He has been fighting endlessly all his life, almost every realm, he has encountered a nirvana situation, even if he doesn't know if there is a future, even if he knows who it is, then, he will face it calmly and generously towards death, but at the moment of death, he will use his life to turn things around and fight for a life.

"Hmph, kill, that's killing, you're not a saint, do you really think you can fight with us and the others alone?" someone sneered, not used to seeing the indifference of the wind and the clear air, and the wind surged between the words, and he could no longer hold back the violent killing machine in his heart.

"At this point, I will make a decision and defeat you ignorant ants, our life level is no longer in the same plane, poor worm. "The wind is clear and fighting, this person is not with him, and he is also the first person who wants to kill him completely.

His words, spreading into the void, were refracted by countless people with great magical powers, and almost projected this picture on every Xiuzhen star, and countless people were moved when they heard it, this sentence, despise all the strong people in the world, this is not stupidity and ignorance, but courage and confidence.

He took a step back, sat cross-legged in the void, and the green lotus behind him appeared with a bang, and the blood dance demon sword in his hand disappeared, replaced by a lotus leaf, he gently stroked the lotus leaf, and the peace on his face also turned into madness for a moment when he raised his hand.

"Heaven and earth are a green lotus, creating all things. The wind was clear and he spoke flatly.