Zhao Yuan roared with the power of the black-backed long knife, and the momentum was amazing!

Seeing Zhao Yuan rushing over, Liu Xiaotian urged the Tianjing Sand with one arm, and let out a deafening roar, and dozens of cultivators behind him actually pounced one after another, layer upon layer, like the barrier formed by the towering mountains, unattainable.

In the face of dozens of murderous cultivators, Zhao Yuanhao was not afraid, with the long knife in his hand, he actually had the leisure to glance at the Caixia Fairy behind him.

Looking at the long snow-white hair, Zhao Yuan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yuan let out an earth-shattering roar, his body suddenly slammed, and the rocks under him burst one after another, shaking a layer of qi waves, spreading like ripples in a circle.

The mighty Hubei Mountain Liu family also seemed to be out of the way, one by one the robes were flying, their faces were hideous, the long sword was flickering, and the fighting spirit was like a rainbow.

The pot and bottle sword array was quietly launched.

The Liujia of Hubei Mountain is a family of Xiuzhen that has been famous for thousands of years, although it has recently declined, but its heritage is still profound, especially the pot and bottle sword array of its pressure box, which is well-known all over the world.

Liu Xiaotian did not advance but retreated at this time, and when he reached the eye of the sword array, the illusionary and real Tianjing sand was like a giant dragon circling above the sword array under the sunlight, and it could burst out and hurt people at any time.

“...... Men are in the killing arena, as bold as a bear and as a wolf. If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart. Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents. There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere. The man does not tremble, there is a song to listen to: killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. The male is the male, the way is different: see through the thousand-year-old name of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life majestic. Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished. I'd rather teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and don't teach them to scold me......"

In Zhao Yuan's heroic singing, the endless sword light was like the surging river.

At this time, Zhao Yuan seemed to have returned to the Thornnut Prairie and returned to the battlefield of the Golden Iron Horse.

The blood is boiling, the passion is flying.

Although Zhao Yuan was injured by the abbot of Great Compassion, his senseless courage and determination to break the cauldron made him as brave as a lion.

The cultivators who watched the battle were all shocked.

Sure enough, it lives up to its name!

This young man in adversity still has the domineering spirit of a hero in the world.

Zhao Yuanyu sang a thousand words, the long knife that was surging like the Yangtze River, as if it was about to smash heaven and earth.

The pot and bottle sword array was launched, weaving a net of heaven and earth, layer upon layer, without the slightest loophole.

In the eyes of the array, Liu Xiaotian's heart was shocked, the last time he met Zhao Yuan was at the "Bu Village" inn, a gathering place for monsters, at that time, Zhao Yuan was just an insignificant little person, and just over a year, this young man has become so terrifying, especially the courage of Ning to break the jade rather than the whole is inexplicably timid.

Liu Xiaotian became more and more determined to kill Zhao Yuan.

If this son is not removed, there will be endless troubles!

"Move!" Liu Xiaotian screamed angrily.

The pot and bottle sword array began to contract, like a huge cloth bag closing little by little, and the aura full of killing formed thousands of barriers, like wisps of silk, tightly trapping the invincible black-backed long knife.

The sword fell like a storm on the long knife that the water could not penetrate.

A heart-palpitating sound of gold and iron sounded, and countless sparks bloomed in the air, and the onlookers watched with boiling blood and their hearts shook.

Liu Xiaotian was in control of the Sword Formation from beginning to end, and did not directly participate in the battle. For Liu Xiaotian, the biggest threat to the Sword Formation was not from Zhao Yuan, but from the Caixia Fairy standing on top of the boulder with a fluttering long skirt.

Caixia Fairy Ping held the snow-white broken sword, stretched out his wrist, five white fingers like jade shoots gently tapped on the sword body, the world-famous broken spirit sword, actually made a pleasant playing sound, the sound was slow and urgent, with Zhao Yuan's singing, it made people's blood boil, like intoxication......

......

"Kan!" Liu Xiaotian snorted coldly.

The pot and bottle sword array, which was originally tightening, suddenly sidestepped aside, and a sharp sword stabbed at Zhao Yuan's shoulder with the vigorous power of the sword array, silently, like a ghost.

A puddle of blood splattered in the air, diffusing into a mist of blood......

"Ah......h

In the dense forest in the distance, the exclamation of the bright moon was heard.

"Don't scream!" Tomorrow was startled, for fear of attracting the butcher of the Caixia Fairy, and covered Mingyue's small mouth.

The singing stopped suddenly.

The music played by the Caixia Fairy with the Shattered Excalibur also came to an abrupt end.

Just when people were amazed at the magic of the pot and bottle sword array, suddenly, Zhao Yuan, who was stabbed by the sword, jumped into the sky like a great peng.

The golden sunlight shone on the earth, and the cultivators of the Pot and Bottle Sword Formation looked up, only to feel dizzy.

The corners of Zhao Yuan's mouth, which rose in the air, flashed a sinister smile, and he exchanged a sword wound for precious time. A longbow appeared in Zhao Yuan's hand.

The Mark of the Martial Witch!

The wild power fills every meridian of the body, and the realm of "speed" is at its limit.

Bend your bow and arrow!

Whoosh whoosh ......

The speed was so fast that people didn't have time to think, and when people found out that something was wrong, Zhao Yuan, who was in the air, was already sharp.

"Ahh

"Ah......h

In a series of screams, several cultivators were pierced through their bodies by sharp arrows, and the spiraling flying arrows crushed their muscles with powerful and wild force, and their bodies shot backwards, already dying......

......

Be quiet!

The silence of the pin drop can be heard!

It's suffocatingly quiet.

None of them expected that the world-famous pot and bottle sword array was actually like a chicken and a dog in front of Zhao Yuan, and it just took a look at it, and it collapsed.

People looked at Zhao Yuan's gaze, full of awe.

Liu Xiaotian, who was standing in the sword array, looked sluggish, he had been on guard against Fairy Caixia to prevent her from hurting people, and when he realized that something was wrong, the world-famous pot and bottle sword array had been broken by Zhao Yuan with the strength of one person, and on the ground, the elites of the Liu family let out heart-rending screams......

"Okay, okay...... Kill!"

Liu Xiaotian trembled, looked up to the sky and let out a hysterical roar, pointed at Zhao Yuan with one arm, and immediately, all the people of the Liu family in Hubian Mountain rushed over like a tide without fear of death.

At the same time, some people who had a common enmity with the Caixia Fairy also took the opportunity to follow the Liu family and rush towards the Caixia Fairy.

People know very well that the Liu family is restraining the world-famous Zhao Yuan, and now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After someone took the lead, immediately, the people who had been watching all the time rushed to the Caixia Fairy like a tide.

Now, the onlookers have been divided into two factions, one is to watch the excitement, or they have a sense of awe for Zhao Yuan, they don't care who wins and who loses, so they all quit the battle circle, waiting for the result, to see if there is anything cheap to pick up.

The rest of the people are unwilling to give up, or they have confidence in themselves, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to kill Zhao Yuan or Caixia Fairy and become famous in one fell swoop.

As the saying goes, many people will always have some unrealistic fantasies.

Strike!

Strike!

Strike!

......

Fairy Caixia chuckled like a silver bell, and the shattered divine sword in her hand shot out thousands of rays of light, and wherever the light went, she immediately screamed again and again, like a broken bamboo, invincible.

Just by taking a look, Fairy Caixia killed more than a dozen people, and the means were vicious and unparalleled in the world.

Compared with Zhao Yuan's bravery, Fairy Caixia's killing efficiency is much higher, because her weapon is the Shattered Divine Sword, as long as she is injured by it, she will be killed immediately, even if she is a cultivator with advanced Taoism, she must be healed immediately, otherwise, her soul will be taken and she will never be reborn......

The killing of the Caixia Fairy aroused the ferocity of the people, and the people rushed to the Caixia Fairy without fear of death, like a moth to a fire.

Without warning, the battle became fierce and brutal.

From time to time, bright blood flowers bloomed in the air, and one by one, the cultivators fell to the ground without looking at them, killed by the Shattered Divine Sword, their whole bodies shrank, and their deaths were extremely terrifying.

This is a butcher poke!

The abbot of Great Compassion had a compassionate face, pronounced the Buddha's name, and the Sanskrit sound filled the sky.

The abbot of Great Compassion made a move.

Seeing that the people of Cihang Temple made a move, many cultivators also made a move.

A fierce aura slammed into Fairy Caixia's chest, and with a "poof", Fairy Caixia spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Fairy!"

At this time, Zhao Yuan was entangled by Liu Xiaotian, and when he heard the muffled snort of Fairy Caixia, he was immediately anxious.

Liu Xiaotian was broken by the Caixia Fairy Shattered Divine Sword, although his skill was not as good as before, but it was not something that Zhao Yuan could defeat, after all, he was an intermediate fifth-order cultivator, if it wasn't for the injury of the Caixia Fairy, he would have been promoted to the industry of a high-level cultivator.

Seeing the blood of the Caixia Fairy splashing, Zhao Yuan's heart ached like a knife!

"Roar!"

Zhao Yuan raised his head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering long roar, the whistling sound penetrated the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky changed color.

Zhao Yuan, who vented the anger in his heart, suddenly put away the heavy black-backed long knife, urging the dragon armor to protect the body, luck aura and a pair of iron fists, the true qi spread all over the limbs, the long hair flew in the wind, the fierce and cold murderous aura permeated the body, and the realm of "speed" and "power" urged to the highest level.

"Roar!"

Zhao Yuan roared again, and blasted towards Liu Xiaotian with his bare hands, smashing the unpredictable iron fist with an indestructible force on Liu Xiaotian's Tianjing-Sha, which was like a giant dragon circling.

Tianjingsha made Zhao Yuan suffer enough, and every time he attacked, Zhao Yuan felt like he was being hit by a bloody bull.

Rumble......

With a fist of rage, it slammed down on the wandering dragon, and a terrifying scene appeared, the living saloon suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by some mysterious force, and turned into a lifeless sculpture, and then, the sculpture began to crack, collapse, and at all, fell to the ground with a bang......

Before Zhao Yuan could wake up, he had already rushed into the dozens of people in the Liu family, the wild power surged, and a pair of iron fists exuded a mighty aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

Zhao Yuan rushed into the crowd, and immediately fell into the shadow of the sword and sword, and the tide of weapons rushed towards Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan didn't pause, gritted his teeth, urged the dragon armor, and the clothes on his upper body burst, revealing rock-like muscles, like a majestic bloody bull rampage, allowing the sharp sword to stab on his body......

At this time of life and death, Zhao Yuan actually entered the realm of "war elephants".

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

......

The current Zhao Yuan is like a war elephant wearing thick armor, under Zhao Yuan's terrifying wild impact, there is a thrilling sound of bones breaking and muscle tearing, which is terrifying.

Wherever Zhao Yuan passed, people turned on their backs, and those cultivators all fell to the ground one after another, and after advancing to the realm of "war elephants", Zhao Yuan, who was protected by dragon armor, was like a steel body, and he was incomparably powerful.

The people of the Liu family couldn't stop Zhao Yuan's edge, and they retreated like a tide.

Finally, Zhao Yuan returned to the side of the Caixia Fairy.

Caixia Fairy's long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, there was no blood on her flawless face, and her white dress was already bloody, she quietly looked at Zhao Yuan's naked body full of wounds, and a trace of warmth floated at the corner of her mouth......