Xingxiao Zhenren has long been accustomed to being injured, and the injury is restored in the snap of his fingers, and it suddenly changes at this moment, and for a while, he is stunned, and he doesn't understand what kind of situation he is in now.

However, in the end, it was a powerhouse in the realm of the Dao Realm, and in an instant, he recovered his senses, increased the supply of blood elements, and prompted the mutilated half of his body to recover quickly.

And the cyan sword weapon in his hand quickly weaved a thick fire-colored sword tomb and blocked it in front of him. It's just that Zhuang Wudao at this moment, but he didn't pay attention to it, his body was hard against the fire-colored sword light of Xingxiao Zhenren, and a palm of the 'big cracked stone' was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the momentum continued to shoot at Xingxiao Zhenren's head with a fierce and unparalleled momentum.

For a while, the sword curtain collapsed, but the remaining sword light broke through the gaps one after another, hitting the 'Taixiao Mo Shen Armor' like a storm. and the green wolf sword qi, almost completely, slashed at Zhuang Wudao's back.

Even if he has a fourth-order unbroken golden body, he can't bear it, and Zhuang Wudao's body is almost on the verge of disintegrating. However, at this time, it is still a real person who is even more wolfless. At the last moment, he let go of the head that was the leader of the six yangs, but the palm like white jade still broke through and cracked and slapped on his shoulder!

"Canopy!"

As if devastated, Xingxiao was about to recover half of his body, and then collapsed again, being crushed into pieces by Zhuang Wudao's 40 million elephant palms. With an angry roar, Xingxiao exerted all his strength and retreated to three thousand zhang away in an instant, in order to avoid the edge of Zhuang Wudao's fist.

However, this is in vain, and the latter follows like a shadow, stepping on the void. The retreat that surpassed him, in an instant, had arrived in front of him,

What makes Xingxiao even more stunned is that Zhuang Wudao is at this moment, his whole body is intact, his qi is not leaked, he turns freely, and there is no trace of injury. And the momentum of the palm power is still as strong as ever.

"Xuansheng Taixiao Chongming Sword Formation, Xuansheng is as one!"

Xingxiao's gaze was slightly red, and the inside and outside of the sword array above his head rotated like a wheel, and when a sword in his hand pierced out, it had directly triggered a trace of thunder entanglement. A sword that surpassed the laws of the Heavenly One Realm, before it was stabbed, everyone in the entire cave felt the breath of palpitations.

And at this time, behind Zhuang Wudao, the green wolf big knife also erupted violently

"Heaven and earth, knife wash the sun and the moon!"

The cyan sword light suddenly turned red, emitting a fiery light and shadow like a small sun, Fang Xiaoru not only had a body of mana to the extreme, but the law of the avenue where the sword converged also made the people who witnessed it almost suspect that the immortal Dao person had reappeared in the world.

But Zhuang Wudao, who seemed to be in a desperate situation, still ignored it, and even the fist did not change in the slightest. It was as if this dangerous situation was insignificant to him.

Bang!

With a tired roar, thousands of bursting thunder flashed out in all directions. A blinding bloody light flashed in it.

Xingxiao's real sword light almost cut off half of Zhuang Wudao's neck. And Fang Xiaoru's long knife, although it has not yet broken the 'Taixiao Mo Shen Armor', the fierce knife qi still broke into the Dao clothes armor,

With this knife, Fang Xiaoru was confident that even if he failed to cut off Zhuang Wudao's people. It is enough to hit it hard or even overwhelm it. The sword qi of the three yangs of the dry sky will not be extinguished and incinerated Zhuang Wudao's body.

It's a pity that nearly eighty percent of the strength was transferred back, and Fang Xiaoru had to dodge and dodge, giving up the opportunity to take advantage of the situation to increase the sword power. But even if he retreated in time, the knife-wielding arms were still impacted and scarred.

In Fang Xiaoru's eyes, a trace of doubt and weirdness flashed slightly.

――What kind of mystery is this Zhuang Wudao making trouble?

On the one hand, he felt that if he continued, his side should have the chance to win, and on the other hand, he was puzzled, and the previous Zhuang Wudao was trying to avoid fighting with them as much as possible, and not letting them succeed in the tactic of exchanging injuries for injuries. But at this moment, it is completely reversed.

I was puzzled, but this moment was the critical moment, and Fang Xiaoru was thinking too much. But in the next moment, Fang Xiaoru's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of confusion, and there were more shocks and confusions.

"How is that possible?"

His Immortal Dao Body, as well as the Immortal Heaven Domain, were completely ineffective at the moment. It's not completely invalid, but the speed of recovery, not even one-twentieth of what it used to be!

And what shocked Fang Xiaoru even more was that he was almost distracted, what was Zhuang Wudao in front of him. The blood that burst out of the body quickly recovered. There was no trace of the wound that had broken into the skin before.

He couldn't see it through the Taixiao Mo Shen Armor, but Fang Xiaoru could sense that Zhuang Wudao's body had recovered from his injuries at this time. And that true yuan is still strong, still in a state of full peak.

Zhuang Wudao, who had endured the impact of more power, was as if nothing had happened, but it was the real person who was in the sky, and his image at the moment was miserable, and his body was once again shattered by Zhuang Wudao's palm-like power like a grinding plate!

Fortunately, after the monk was in the Jindan realm, most of the qi and blood essence were hidden in the Jindan. is still stored in zài's body, less than one percent, otherwise these few punches will be enough to make him lose half of his qi and blood.

However, this was only the beginning, and it was followed by a continuous stream of violent fists like a rain of meteors.

Zhuang Wudao didn't care how this Xingxiao Zhenren defended and counterattacked, no matter how strong and sharp the sword was, he didn't pay attention to the rear, and wanted to contain Fang Xiaoru who was pinching the attack. Only one punch blasted out like wrought iron, simple, almost without any changes, but the strength was overwhelming. And even if his whole person is severely injured to the point of dying, he can return to his original place in an instant.

The momentum is incomparably magnificent and domineering, and the brutal and ferocious body of Xingxiao Zhenren is smashed again and again. The Xuansheng Taixiao Chongming Sword Formation above was also shattered and cracked.

That tragic state was that Fang Xiaoru, who was accustomed to 'death', was also pale.

"This is the Immortal Domain!"

The short six words, like thunder, drove away all the doubts in Fang Xiaoru's mind. The reason why Zhuang Wudao was able to recover at a speed dozens of times faster than ordinary people at this moment was not the effect of his supernatural power 'Immortal Heaven Domain'?

The sword light continued to fly out, constantly trying to obstruct Zhuang Wudao, Fang Xiaoru turned his head in his busy schedule and glanced at the forensic Zen master who spoke. I saw the latter, and my eyes were full of surprise.

"It's not me!"

It was almost instinctive to say something to justify, but Fang Xiaoru was even more puzzled. It's not himself, so where did this Zhuang Wudao learn this magical power?

There is also his own immortal Dao body, and the immortal heavenly domain, why was it suppressed?

"I know it's not Lord Fang, because it's some kind of occult power of this person. ”

Zheng Ru's brows were furrowed, and he had already condensed into a Sichuan character, and his eyes looked thoughtfully at the black bird on Zhuang Wudao's shoulder.

"This fowl, could it be the rumored three-legged crow?"

Fang Xiaoru's eyelids jumped slightly, his heart tightened, and he also looked at the three-legged black crow. Three-legged Raven?Pure-blooded Divine Beast Three-legged Raven?

The legendary crow, who controls life and death, is not it precisely the immortal Dao body that restrains himself? Not only the immortal Dao body is restrained, but also those corpse kings who control themselves are also afraid of this kind of divine bird!

In this world, how can there be such a existence?

When the two of them spoke, Zhuang Wudao was bombarded with dozens of punches one after another, and the momentum of the collapse of heaven and earth was still not reduced. That Xingxiao Zhenren was finally overwhelmed, and Xuansheng Taixiao burst violently into the Ming Sword Formation, and the huge sword power that rushed out finally forced Zhuang Wudao's fist a little away.

And in the sleeve of Xingxiao Zhenren, a blue light suddenly shone brightly, turning into a sharp and incomparable sword light. Zhuang Wudao had almost no room to react, and was slashed by this white sword light. Even the Taixiao Mo Shen Armor couldn't resist it, and it was cut out with a huge scar,