After a long time, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the wind subsided, and the vision became clear.

Poof――

Niu Er spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, his body staggered, he took two steps back, barely holding on to the stone wall before he could fall, as if he was seriously injured, his breath was sluggish, his true qi was sluggish, he raised his head slightly, and looked ahead.

The king of the generation, Wu Shou, was a little sluggish at the moment, his eyes were dim, and he looked at his right shoulder in a daze, where only an empty sleeve remained, and his entire right arm fell to the ground not far away, turning into a puddle of blood and mud.

Hiss!

In the entire venue, thousands of monks gasped in unison, stunned, as if in a dream, and couldn't believe that the legendary invincible powerhouse, known as the strong man with combat power against the sky, had his arm cut off.

"It can't be. Wu Long went crazy, looking up to the sky and roaring, his thick black hair danced wildly, and the corners of his eyes were cracked, full of scarlet blood.

King Wuren, that is a generation of legendary figures, a mountain pressed in the hearts of cultivators in the world, the combat power is so powerful, almost against the sky, and it is an idol that Wulong has been worshipping and learning since he was a child.

But today, the Martial King who has always been invincible in the world and swept the world was defeated, and he was defeated by a small Yuanying monk, which was simply shocking and ridiculous, almost like a dream.

The broken sword must be the magical black remnant sword, which has incredible divine power, which can fight against the sky and make people fight across levels.

"Niu Fuji, you give me death. ”

Wu Long was crazy, galloping over, his hands kept changing, strings of runes flashed rapidly, condensing several powerful magic seals, and the golden light of the vajra seal burst out, heavy as a mountain, and a finger that crossed the sky. It was like the collapse of the Optimus Pillar, unstoppable, and there was a purple and brilliant magic seal that was majestic and majestic, and the three were suppressed together.

"Brother Niu, be careful. The Feiyun Holy Maiden exclaimed in a low voice, only when she was close here could she react.

"Get out—"

Niu Er raised his eyebrows coldly, and the sword in his hand suddenly groaned, and he spit out a word, but it was like a thunder from the sky. It exploded, the rolling thunder shook the void, and an incomparable force shattered the withering and decaying, shattering those magic seals in an instant, and slapping Wu Long away.

Wu Long screamed, he didn't have time to dodge, his whole body crackled, his bones didn't know how much he broke, and his chest collapsed completely. Gulping out blood, he flew back upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

This......

Many monks exclaimed in shock, and the handsome young man only shouted angrily. Unexpectedly, the young master of the martial arts family, known as the fifth immortal king, was seriously injured, and his power was like the sky, and he was brilliant and uncontrollable, and it was simply a true immortal.

"Long'er—"

Wu Shou exclaimed. The body was like electricity, and he held Wu Long in his arms, and his true qi probed into his body. Fang just gave a sigh of relief, although the injury was quite serious, but it was not in danger of his life.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Long rushed up and was defeated, making everyone stunned, and then looking at Niu Er and the broken sword, his eyes suddenly became hot.

This is a peerless divine sword, which contains the supreme sword path left by the ancient true immortals, and even the weapons left by the immortal king.

"Thank you Niu Xiaoyou for your mercy. ”

After a long time, Wu Shou's face struggled, changed many times, and finally did not make a move, but stood up with Wu Shou in his arms, bowed slightly to Niu Er, and his face was gloomy, as if he had aged for a thousand years in an instant.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Shou sighed and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou is gifted with divine endowment, qualifications are rare through the ages, he is actually the first person in the world, he has a bright future in the future, and the immortal road is endless, he will definitely be able to reach the top and achieve the position of immortal immortal king. ”

Holding Wu Long's body with one hand, he bowed slightly, then turned around and strode away, leaving a slightly checked back behind, which made everyone's hearts chill, especially Yang Chong and the others, whose faces were solemn, and their eyes at Niu Er were very intense.

Grandma drops, Niu Er scolded secretly in his heart, his eyebrows were like lying silkworms, this old thing was going to pit him before leaving, blowing him to the point that he was rare in the sky and nothing on the ground, this is obviously a trick to kill, and he really can't do it when he is an ignorant teenager.

Poof――

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Niu Er staggered and fell to the ground, his face was scorched, there was no blood, the large beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down, his breath was sluggish, and it became very difficult to breathe.

His eyes were gloomy, his trembling hands were trembling, and he took out a bottle of elixir from his arms with difficulty, and before he could open it, he fell to the ground, and suddenly his aura bloomed, and the fragrance was overflowing, and he was an extraordinary thing at a glance.

"Niu Daoyou, are you injured? I have healing medicine here, you can take it."

The Feiyun Holy Maiden flew over, her expression was eager, she exhaled the orchid, the faint fragrance came to her face, and she was holding a dragon's eye size pill in her hands.

"The swordsmanship contained in this sword is too powerful, and it consumes the soul, but the three swords devoured most of Niu's demigods, and he almost died, and now his headache and desire to cultivate have been greatly reduced. ”

Niu Er gasped, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his state was extremely miserable, as if he was seriously injured, he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill sent to his mouth, and suddenly a stream of heat poured into his limbs, and his face rose with a touch of blood.

"And this kind of thing. ”

Although the voice was soft, it was heard by many monks, and there was a lot of discussion in the ears, and even the three little immortal kings were invisibly relieved, if Niu Er's own strength was like this, it was really their bad luck.

Being born in the same era as such a peerless Tianjiao who defies the sky will be the doom of all cultivators of the same generation, under his brilliance, no matter how many ancient geniuses you are, you will lose all color, and can only become a stepping stone on his peak immortal path.

Fortunately, it's not that his qualifications are against the sky, it's just that the sword is unparalleled, and the hidden swordsmanship is infinitely powerful, if he can't control it, the power of the backlash is not small, otherwise, Niu Er would not have been so seriously injured.

"Brother Niu's direction, today the Dionysian Sect has a bottle of ancient wine for sale, which is specially used to nourish the Yuan Shen and conceive the divine thoughts, which is the most effective for treating the wounds of the divine soul. The Flying Cloud Saintess said with concern.

"Boy, what a blessing to have such a beautiful chick to serve. ”

Bi Fang's ridiculous voice came from his thoughts, Niu Er's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at it, this guy was hiding obscenely under the show group of the third princess, his two small eyes were dripping and rolling, and his saliva was three thousand feet.

It was this guy who was mixed in the crowd, constricting his breath, drifting left and right, insulting Wu Shou recklessly, with his ancient immortal king's magical means, he was naturally unaware, and the dignified martial artist king of anger was like thunder, but it had no effect.

"Cut, what do you know, this is to hide strength. ”

Niu Er retorted, humming a little song in his heart, and with the support of the Feiyun Holy Maiden, he barely stood up, and his true qi fluctuated and fluctuated, and after half a sound, it stabilized.

"Thank you, Holy Maiden, for your help. ”

Feiyun Holy Maiden's eyes flowed, a halo of divine light flowed, she looked at Niu Er fixedly, and said: "Brother Niu is polite, if it weren't for Feiyun's insistence on seeking confusion, he wouldn't have found this unwarranted disaster for Daoist friends, I didn't expect that there would be such a sky-defying swordsmanship in my broken sword, which really surprised the little woman." ”

"Hey, Brother Niu's actions today can be described as shocking, with the Yuanying realm fighting against the combination, this kind of strength is really shocking, compared to you, we are known as the little fairy king, but even half of you are inferior. ”

Luo Qingyang Shi Ran stepped forward, sighed and practiced, and swept over the Feiyun Holy Maiden in a strange way, a pair of eyes flashed with wisdom, looked Niu Er up and down for a moment, and said self-deprecatingly.

"Ahem...... , Brother Luo laughed, it's all the power of the broken sword, it has nothing to do with me, and some of the power of the backlash is seriously injured, how can I talk about might. ”

Niu Er pretended to be very miserable, opened his mouth to speak, the corners of his mouth were still a little scarlet dripping, shocking, his dim eyes were gray, like an old mortal, the fire of life loomed, and he died soon.

"The last sword is very powerful, Feng is not as good. ”

Feng Jian Jue said lightly, the essence in his eyes burst out, swept from Niu Er's body, and fell on the black remnant sword on the ground, there was a burst of blazing light, and he forcibly endured the battle intent in his heart, and looked away with difficulty.

"Who would have thought that the ancient sword that looks broken is actually a legacy left by the ancient sword immortals, if you can really master the power in it, you can even rival the immortals, maybe you can't say. ”

Yang Chong said quietly, his gaze shifted from the hand of the Feiyun Holy Maiden holding Niu Er, his face was solemn, he took a deep look at the black broken sword on the ground, and said: "It's just that I don't know who has this great opportunity to get the favor of the Holy Maiden." ”

At the same moment, in a corner of the venue, Yang Ziyan's silver teeth were biting, her face was flushed, and she said angrily: "I didn't expect to let this kid be in the limelight, and also hooked up with the Feiyun Holy Maiden, Sixth Uncle, you can help me take revenge and go up and beat him hard." ”

When the middle-aged monk next to him heard this, his face turned green, and he smiled bitterly: "Grandma, you didn't see the Martial King, you were almost chopped by him, you are pure in your heart to let the sixth uncle die, so I won't go." ”

"Sixth uncle, what are you afraid of, it's just that the sword is weird, and now he is seriously injured, you just go up and suppress him, I will personally beat him and beat him all over the ground to find his teeth. ”

Yang Ziyan stomped down her little feet fiercely, holding the middle-aged man's arm with both hands and shaking, making a coquettish haircut, but the man's heart was firm, his head shook like a rattle, and said: "Then I won't go, it will be spread out, my generation of grandmasters, actually bullied a seriously injured junior, didn't he throw it into the face of the Taiyi Sword Sect." ”

"Hmph, stupid sixth uncle, if you don't help me, I'll figure it out myself. ”

Yang Ziyan's crystal teeth clicked, and her black and white eyes flashed countless conspiracies, as if she saw Niu Er kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, hugging her head and crying, with a gloomy and weird smile on her delicate face, and the person next to her shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly. (To be continued......)