The fake war drum, which is more than 30 meters high, is placed not far behind Tang Jiawen and others.

The tiger man was lying on the drums of war with his back to the sky, gulping down the stuffy wine, and was borrowing the wine to kill his sorrows.

Zheng Fenglian turned around suddenly, flew to Hu Ling Zhenren's side, snatched the wine jar from Hu Ling Zhenren's hand, sprinkled the wine on Hu Ling Zhenren's face, and said angrily: "It's all you! It's all you! If you hadn't held a war drum conference, how could the monks of the Hengshan Realm be the first to take my Yuxi faction, now you are satisfied!"

Satisfied?

Of course, Hu Ling Zhenren was not satisfied, sat up with his arms propped up, and argued with his teeth and claws: "Lao Tzu went to steal the drum, and he also stole it for my precious son-in-law!"

Zheng Fenglian grabbed the wine jar and smashed it on Huling Zhenren, "But my Yuxi faction almost died because of you!"

"If you die, you will die, it's a big deal that I apologize for my sins!"

Hu Ling Zhenren bared his teeth and glared at Zheng Fenglian, took out a scimitar from his sleeve, raised his hand and slashed at his neck.

Bite!

Zheng Fenglian swung her sword to block the scimitar, staring coldly at the real person of Huling, without saying a word.

The tiger man failed to commit suicide, and suddenly stomped on the drums of war.

The sound of drums sounded and spread throughout the mountains and rivers of the Yuxi faction for dozens of miles.

The tiger real person rose from the ground, like an arrow off the string, flew towards the formation light shield above his head, and flew out of the gap that Cheng Yifeng had cut before, and roared angrily in his mouth: "The demon cub of the Hengshan realm, Grandpa Tiger has fought with you!"

He had good intentions, but he did bad things with good intentions.

Hu Ling Zhenren is a madman, at this moment, except for thinking of desperately, he can't think of any other way, and he muttered in his heart: "It's a big deal to pay your life to you, who wouldn't work hard......?

The monks of the Hengshan Realm formed a large formation and flew ahead.

Cheng Yifeng stepped on the blade of the sword and pursued sharply behind.

Dark clouds covered the sky and thunder roared.

Rolling thunder spread into the distance.

Three hundred miles away from the north of the Yuxi faction, at the foot of a big mountain, there is a wide galloping road.

The gallop road is a road where carriages and horses gallop.

The autumn sun is scorching, shining on the galloping road.

A thin old man, squinting as if unconscious, rode a small donkey and walked on the gallop road.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling thunder in the air.

The old man was awakened by the thunder, raised his head and looked into the air, his eyes that seemed to be awake suddenly opened, and a golden light appeared in his dim eyes.

The old man happened to see that a green mountain in the air was speeding towards the north, and behind the green mountain, Cheng Yifeng was full of awe-inspiring sword energy, and was speeding with the sword, chasing quickly.

The ten-mile Heavenly Tribulation clouds and mist triggered by the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation suspended above the sword cultivator's head, releasing infinite thunder and lightning that slashed at this person, but it was all sucked away by the sword qi on his body.

"This person is extraordinary! He can actually introduce the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation into his body, turn it into his own use, and enhance the power of his sword qi! It's a pity that the Heavenly Tribulation was originally generated by heaven and earth, how can Huanghuang Tianwei be used by all beings in heaven and earth? After the Heavenly Tribulation enters his body, he will destroy his internal organs and cut off the meridians all over his body, even if this person does not die now, he is not far from death......

The old man's eyes narrowed again, and he waved his arm and slapped the little donkey's ass on the thigh.

Drive!

The little donkey took a step and ran a little faster.

The Yuxi faction, three hundred miles away, is the destination of this little donkey.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and golden-red lightning crisscrossed the sky.

Cheng Yifeng was subjected to the continuous Heavenly Tribulation Hacking, his whole body was numb, the skin on his body had already lost consciousness, and even the painful expression, he couldn't do it.

The golden heavenly tribulation struck at the pillar of sword qi light above Cheng Yifeng's head. Thunder and lightning traveled along the pillar of sword qi light and poured into Cheng Yifeng's body.

Cheng Yifeng's internal organs, meridians all over his body, bones and flesh of his hands and feet were all injured by lightning.

When the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation comes, it will directly bombard the monk's body.

From a distance, Cheng Yifeng was in the pillar of sword qi light, his clothes fluttering, exuding wisps of immortal energy, like an immortal in the clouds.

But Cheng Yifeng's body, which was covered by sword light and clothes, was scorched black, like charcoal.

"I must not fall! Absolutely not! If I fall, the people of the Hengshan Realm will definitely make a comeback, and the three-thousand-year-old foundation of my Yuxi Sect will be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

A firm mind supported Cheng Yifeng.

There were more and more thunderbolts pouring into Cheng Yifeng's body, and Cheng Yifeng's injuries were getting more and more serious, but he was flying faster and faster.

The monks of the Hengshan Realm in front of him are getting closer and closer.

Cheng Yifeng raised his arm, and a sword blade rushed out in his hand, blasting into the Hengshan killing formation in front of him, but he was blocked by the formation.

At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in Cheng Yifeng's heart: "If I have the qualifications of Senior Uncle Liu Yi and the sword intent of his sword Dao Grandmaster-level ...... be able to use the power of the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation to die with these Hengshan Realm cultivators!"

If you talk about cultivation, Liu Yi at this time is far inferior to Cheng Yifeng.

Both of them have also practiced the sword trick of worshipping the sky, and in terms of the level of understanding of this sword technique, Liu Yi is far inferior to Cheng Yifeng, who has been refining this sword technique for hundreds of years.

But when it comes to sword intent, Cheng Yifeng is far inferior to Liu Yi.

In this battle, Cheng Yifeng did not seek to live, but only to die where he could.

As time passed, the power of the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation became greater and greater.

Thundered!

Thunder and lightning flashed in the air, intertwined into a large net of thunder and lightning, enveloping Cheng Yifeng.

Cheng Yifeng glowed with a golden-red glow, as if he had turned into a red-hot bronze man, and the flesh and bones on his body were ignited, bursting into flames.

His eyes were burned, and Cheng Yifeng couldn't see anything anymore.

His ears were burned and he couldn't hear anything.

Even the pain is no longer felt.

Cheng Yifeng could only intuitively identify the direction of the Hengshan Killing Formation, released the sword qi all over his body, and fought to the death.

The sword is bright and dazzling.

This sword is the strongest sword in Cheng Yifeng's life, and it exerts the power of the sword technique to the extreme.

It's a pity that Cheng Yifeng is blind and deaf, and he can't see or hear anymore......

Liu Yi stepped on Wei Tuotuo's body, and galloped from north to south.

When he was hundreds of miles away from the Yuxi Sect, he suddenly saw thunderclouds rolling in front of him, and golden-red lightning covered the sky.

"This is the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation! I didn't expect that within this Wild Land Realm, there are people who can cultivate to the peak of the Pure Yang Realm and survive the Tribulation here!"

The feather flew out of Liu Yi's chest, levitating above Liu Yi's head, and said: "This Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation can release the Pure Yang God Sky Thunder, which is many times more powerful than my Pure Yang Sky Thunder......

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and stared intently at the dark clouds ten miles ahead.

Suddenly, I saw a Cui Wei green mountain, speeding under the dark clouds. There was another brilliant sword blade, blasting forward to the green mountain.

"Worship the sword trick in the sky! This is the sword trick in the sky!"

Liu Yi's expression was shocked, and he flew forward violently, rushing into the rolling thunder and lightning.

Only two people can use the sword trick to worship the sky, one is Liu Yi, and the other is Cheng Yifeng.

There is no need to think about it, Liu Yi already knows that Cheng Yifeng must be fighting with others.