At some point, the thunder above the sky had stopped, and the sun shone down through the cracks in the clouds, shining on the two in the sky. In the dazzling sunlight, the bricks and tiles around him were scattered, Jiang Jianqiu stabbed out the water dagger with all his strength, the green light lit up, and the water dagger suddenly stabbed into Wan Qing's chest!

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Jiang Jianqiu's wrist violently, Jiang Jianqiu only felt that an irresistible huge force attacked, and the whole person was directly spun and thrown out, Wan Qing was also like him, he was grabbed by the hand of the person who suddenly broke in and threw out, and the two of them fell heavily from the air into the ruins on the ground!

The force of the man's throw was just right, although Jiang Jianqiu and Wan Qing were thrown to the ground, they were not injured, and under this fall, the two of them seemed to have regained some of their senses, and they were no longer firmly controlled by the anger as before.

Jiang Jianqiu and Wan Qing raised their heads blankly, and a figure landed in front of them, raised their slaps and slapped them twice, slapping them heavily in the face.

"Bastard, is it for the teacher to lead you to practice, is it so that you can kill each other!" Ling Nanzi stood in front of the two of them, his face full of anger, and his outstretched hands trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the old man's face changed, his throat rolled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Nanzi stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his brows furrowed, the retrospective magic power he had used before slightly exceeded the boundary, and his body was counterattacked, coupled with seeing the two beloved disciples fighting and killing each other, the old man's heart was greatly hurt, and it seemed that his hair turned a lot whiter in an instant.

Jiang Jianqiu's mind was in chaos, didn't he die with his senior brother before? Why was he suddenly stopped by his master again, and he was still kneeling here, but the feeling of death just now was extremely real, what was going on?

Not only Jiang Jianqiu, but thousands of people in the entire square felt chaos in their minds at the moment, what was going on with that scene just now, could it be that they were insane?

Only Ling Shengxue stood quietly in place, this scene evoked her long-term memories, in the frozen underground ice abyss, the flashing knife light, the back-flowing stream...... Now she is no longer the eight-year-old girl she was back then, and her knowledge is not the same, but when she sees this scene again, she still feels extremely shocked.

A thought crossed her heart: Is there really an immortal art in this world that can manipulate time and space?

With a loud bang, a behemoth landed in the middle of the square, it was Wanshanhe! At this moment, he looked very tired, and his bronzed muscles seemed to have lost their luster. Before, he and Ling Nanzi had gradually lost their strength in the sea of clouds, but suddenly Ling Nanzi seemed to feel something, and he left the battle group and ran towards the palace.

"The retrospective supernatural power of the Great Wilderness Sutra, you have really practiced ......" Wan Shanhe's voice carried a trace of exhaustion, he had achieved the golden pill thirty years ago, and fought bloodily when the demon tide was in full swing, and finally achieved the name of the Seven Sages. But now he found that the gap between him and Ling Nanzi still existed, not only did it not narrow, but it was still expanding!

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from outside the palace walls.

"Luo Mo!" Wan Shanhe roared when he heard the laughter. The laughter was so distant that it was impossible to tell where it came from.

"Wan Dashuai, the birthday gift is delivered, please smile!" As the voice sounded, more than a dozen spherical objects flew into the wall, crackling and rolling down on the square. The officers and soldiers around looked carefully and couldn't help but exclaim: "These are human heads!"

"Chengjing Five-Way Forbidden Army, the heads of the ten chief and deputy commanders are here, Wan Shuai, you can no longer command the Five-Way Forbidden Army now, so do it yourself!" The voice changed in tone, and then said: "Master Ling, your high righteousness is admired, and you will be rewarded in the future!"

Ling Nanzi stood in the ruins with deep brows, opened his mouth and shouted, "Get out!" Laughter sounded again outside the palace walls, and gradually faded away.

Wan Qing's face, who was kneeling on the ground, was constantly changing, could it be that Master and Yin Hou had joined forces to frame his father? Why did Master, who he respected as his father, do such a thing?

Wan Shanhe stood in the middle of the square, his heart was full of discouragement, he had been planning this time for many years, in order to prevent Wan Qing from being held hostage, so he repaired the book and asked Ling Nanzi to bring Wan Qing to Chengjing. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Ling Nanzi in the end.

Coupled with Yin Hou's secret planning, now that the general trend has gone, even if he can kill the emperor, he has lost complete control of the forbidden army, and it is difficult to deal with the next counterattack of all parties. Even if his Jindan body is too big to leave, the dream of the emperor of this Tang Kingdom is completely shattered!

Looking at the emperor in the distance, and the thin little girl beside the emperor, Wan Shanhe's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly raised the mountain and river knife and slashed it with all his strength in that direction!

"Broken!"

With this shout, a huge golden blade condensed to the point of substance slashed down towards the emperor and his party at the opposite end of the square. In front of the huge blade, Ling Shengxue and the others once again felt the sense of restraint that they couldn't break free, and they could only watch this huge sword shadow fall towards them!

Ling Nanzi's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Wan Shanhe like a ghost, and the Blood Demon Knife followed the shadow between the two of them, blocking the huge sword shadow in mid-air. Although the golden sword light was huge, in front of this tiny blood knife, it couldn't go any further!

"Wan Shanhe, now that the general trend has been decided, killing the emperor again will only cause a riot in the Tang Kingdom!" Ling Nanzi's face was also a little gray under the repeated battles, especially since he had used the retrospective magic power beyond the limit before, and now he was exhausted.

Wan Shanhe laughed wildly and said: "How is the Tang Kingdom, what is the emperor, I don't care! I want to kill this girl and avenge him for killing my son back then!" After speaking, he looked crazy, and injected all the spiritual power of his body into the Shanhe knife in his hand, only to see that the huge sword shadow in the air released a brilliant golden light, just like the rising sun, shining in the square, making it impossible to look at it directly!

A crackling sound sounded under Ling Nanzi's feet, the marble floor had been trampled into countless pieces by him, and the Blood Transformation Knife floated in the air trembling slightly, faintly letting out bursts of wails, as if it could no longer bear the tremendous power of severing heaven and earth!

If it was only about strength, Ling Nanzi would have lost a step ahead of Wan Shanhe, but now in this kind of hard-fought battle, he fell at an obvious disadvantage, coupled with the fact that the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, the situation was already in danger!

"Wan Shanhe, don't do foolish things anymore, what does the grievances of your previous generation have to do with them!" Ling Nanzi gritted his teeth and said.

"My son had nothing to do with all this back then!" Wan Shanhe roared angrily, using the last trace of strength, the golden light flashed, and the shadow of the knife like a mountain slowly fell, Ling Nanzi's body was shocked, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood! )