The huge fist as huge as a mountain suddenly fell down, Feng Binbei narrowed his eyes slightly, squeezed the blood flowing out of his eyes out of his sockets, and a trace of clarity gradually returned to his eyes.

The blood-drinking knife in his hand began to tremble wildly, and a red light followed the Thousand Spirit Blood Formation in front of him and violently crashed into the blade.

Only at this time did the Tong Emperor and Chang Beihong realize that the spirit and spirit of the Thousand Spirit Blood Formation in front of them seemed to have been swallowed up by the long sword in the hand of the young man.

The blood-drinking knife that swallowed the essence of the Thousand Spirit Blood Array had a strange red light flowing on the surface, and purple thunder seemed to be pounding on the blade.

"Yun Haochen, the sky sword rises into the thunder pool!"

Feng Binbei roared, and the spirit sword in his hand suddenly threw it out. This was the first time that he had left his hand with a long sword since he held the blood-drinking knife tightly.

The thunder roared in the sky, and countless electric snakes rushed out of the black clouds and sank into the giant's head, causing the power of the falling fists to rise to another level.

The breaking of Tongtian Pavilion has damaged Yun Haochen to the foundation, but at this moment, he no longer cared about it.

Yun Haochen, who stood up slightly tremblingly, suddenly stretched out his right hand to pull the collar of the robe, then waved his hand and pulled the entire robe off.

Yun Haochen's upper body was completely destroyed. In the thunder clouds that were within reach, it seemed that he could sense the will emitted by this unyielding person. Then the thunder rolled in and attacked Yun Haochen.

Chen Haoyun, who was wearing his upper body, slowly deep into his right hand, and above his fingertips, the sword energy flowed around the blood.

With his fingers together, Yun Haochen turned a blind eye to the roaring sky thunder and just lowered his head.

He pointed to the right hand of Cheng Jian, and portrayed it back and forth on his body in an orderly manner, and blood marks gradually began to gather on his body.

As blood scars slowly flowed around the upper body, behind Yun Haochen, a touch of spiritual sword with a cold light slowly condensed into shape.

The Heavenly Sword lineage is born with the intention of swords.

Their sword flows in the bloodline given to them by our ancestors, and contains thousands of years!

In the seven orifices, blood had already blurred the entire cheeks. At the moment when the spirit sword behind him was formed, a faint white light shot out from Yun Haochen's mouth and fell into the spirit sword behind him.

In an instant, Yun Haochen's life was gone, but the spiritual sword behind him activated his spiritual intelligence at this time.

With my essence, blood, soul, I forge the spirit of the Heavenly Sword.

This is the most powerful sword-condensing rule of the Tianjian lineage. However, since ancient times, few people have been able to integrate their own aura and the Heavenly Dao sword intent.

Therefore, even Tang Ming or the Spirit of the Artifacts could not be understood by Chen Haoyun, let alone the Tong Emperor and Chang Beihong in front of him.

The thunder of disaster fell from the sky, shattering Yun Haochen's lifeless body to pieces.

But before the thunder could dissipate, the spiritual sword condensed between heaven and earth suddenly trembled, and a terrifying tearing force came from the sword body.

Not only did he absorb all the heavenly thunder that fell on the earth, but his sword energy also swallowed the power of thunder within a hundred feet through the disaster clouds.

The sky thunder faded, but purple-gold sky thunder began to jump above the spirit sword.

The giant sword lies horizontally, and the world changes color at this moment. The vast sword intent is like the most dazzling star in the world, flashing in a flash.

At the same time, at the position where Sha Zun's fist fell, countless purple and golden thunders exploded, and the tiny sword intent as small as hair rushed out wildly.

The two fists of Sha Zun and the blood-drinking knife that flew over and completely wrapped them up.

Feng Binbei closed his eyes, and the blood and energy in his body completely escaped from the constraints at this moment, and the aura of the divine beast contained in his bloodline gradually began to permeate.

The knife intention takes root and sprouts in the heart, then grows crass and then witheres and withering, and everything seems to happen in a moment.

Annihilation, rebirth!

At this moment, Feng Binbei suddenly opened his eyes, and two blood rays shot out from his eyes, directly breaking through the Heavenly Sword Thunder Pool that entangled the Fist of the Evil Lord.

The body flashed, and an ancient magic figure suddenly condensed around him, roaring towards the fist falling toward the Sha Zun.

Feng Binbei, who had hit the Tianjian Thunder Pool, stretched out his right hand and suddenly held the blood-drinking knife, and blood and energy flowed all over his body.

In an instant, the blood-drinking knife swallowed all the purple gold sky thunder like a dragon whale in the broad sea.

Above the blade, a cold light suddenly rose.

He turned around and stepped on the head of the magic beast Dharma image, and the knife walked with him. The sword light rolled up a ray of thunder, and suddenly slid up, colliding with the fist falling from Sha Zun.

Rumble!!

The entire Yunwu Mountain trembled wildly at this moment.

When he saw this scene in front of him, Tong Emperor and Chang Beihong finally understood why the Zi Ling Zhenren looked at them with a hint of pity.

Such genius genius is said to be the only young master in their respective sects, even Xuanyue, to be comparable to them.

But no one would have thought that such a genius would appear in a small rural institution!

A long sword passes through the thunder, and a purple lotus is born from the blade.

A purple gold thunder the size of a baby's fist began to condense on the tip of the blood-drinking knife.

After a while, a lotus petals emitting a faint halo spread out, followed by the second and third...

The purple golden lotus has twelve petals, and the thunder in the sky fades. Between the heavenly earth, except for the thunder flashing on the body of the Sha Zun, there is only a little purple light left.

"open!"

Feng Binbei, whose body was wrapped in the sky thunder, roared angrily, pulled the blood-drinking knife suddenly, and then bullied it in front of him, and the blade lifted up along the inner arm of the Sha Zun.

The purple air passes through the sky, and the lotus spreads the blood array.

The energy faded, and when everything calmed down, Tonghuang and Chang Beihong no longer knew what to say.

On the ground far away, Feng Binbei still stood with a knife, and no one thought that this man who was still standing could survive.

The huge evil master's true body has disappeared without a trace, and the five fingers on the left arm are destroyed.

However, in the Daoxuan realm, who was under the Thousand Spirit Blood Formation and whose cultivation level was suppressed by 80% can they finally cut off the evil master's arm?

The Tong Emperor and Chang Beihong looked at each other, and they both saw incredible shock and... fear in each other's eyes!

"roar!!"

The evil master suddenly waved his left arm, and the sky was turbulent, and the black clouds that had dissipated gathered again.

The rolling thunder fell, and after a moment, the evil master who lost his arm walked out of the thunder again.

Feng Binbei and his friends had worked hard to cut off their right arm, which had already recovered as before.

"It seems...it's really powerless to turn things around this time!"

Feng Binbei showed an ugly smile at the corner of his mouth. He first said to the purple golden lotus in his arms, and then looked at Han Daxiong who was shaking up not far away.

The blessing of the Heavenly Sword Thunder Pool on the Blood-Drinking Sword was only broken by the guy's arm.

With Han Daxiong's methods, even with the flames of the Divine Phoenix and the erosion thunder, he could not shake the evil master at all.

After all, Han Nobita is not Tang Ming!

If the person who slowly stood up behind them today was Tang Ming, Feng Binbei was 100% sure that they would be able to leave Yunwu Mountain safely!

Unfortunately, all this is just an unrealistic fantasy after all.

"Your uncle, even if I die, I will leave something from you!"

He kicked forward with his toes, and the heavy sword in his hand suddenly flew up. Han Daxiong made a mistake and resisted the heavy sword on his shoulders.

The phoenix flames around the body emerged again, and the mysterious and yellow aura surged down like a sky curtain.

When Han Daxiong became the throne of the Human Emperor in the snow field, in fact, Han Daxiong's role was even greater than that of Tang Ming.

Some skills that Tang Ming and the disciples of the sect could not master were handed over to everyone in the Xu tribe step by step.

Even though Tang Ming finally got rice from Kui Niu, Han Daxiong was dispersed and taught his ancestors how to plant it.

When these things left Yunmiao Immortal Island, the mysterious and yellow aura that Han Daxiong absorbed was several times thicker than Tang Ming.

A trace of Xuanhuang Qi can achieve the transformation of the tripod, but the Xuanhuang Qi contained in Han Daxiong is enough to make all the sects in the world, including Xuanyue, crazy.

The mysterious and yellow aura originally gathered in the acupoints around him, even if the heavenly thunder came to the world, even if the evil master was in front of him, it would not be possible to leave him here.

However, Han Daxiong was not a person who was willing to survive. He left Feng Binbei and ran away alone?

If Han Daxiong had such a personality, Tang Ming would not have taken him out of the Shangyu Village at the beginning, nor would he use the Divine Phoenix Flame and the Erosion Thunder to help him open up his meridians and expand his meridians.

And he would not have traveled thousands of miles to face this thunder tribulation that was almost within reach!

Carrying a heavy sword on your shoulders, and stepping like thunder.

Relying on the mysterious and yellow aura that was hanging down from all over his body, Han Daxiong rushed straight to Sha Zun.

The Sha Zun raised his fists again, but this time, the sky thunder condensed into a huge hammer on the Sha Zun's palm.

The giant hammer condensed by the sky thunder fell from the air like a meteor, and the power was obviously several times stronger than the punch he had faced Feng Binbei for the first time.

Han Daxiong rushed to five feet in front of Sha Zun, stepped onto the ground with one foot, and his body leaped up like a sword light.

The giant hammer went down the air, and the heavy sword went upstream.

The two collided hard.

The moment Han Daxiong's heavy sword on his shoulder touched the giant hammer of the Sha Zun, Han Daxiong, who was originally swept forward, suddenly stopped.

The Nanming Lihuo instantly covered the entire heavy sword, and the Divine Phoenix Flame once again soared into the air, turning into a divine phoenix magic phase with a full texture. The erosion thunder flowing out of the acupoints frantically devoured the thunder power emitted from the body of the Sha Zun.

The extended sword light suddenly sank down as soon as it hits the giant hammer, and then swept forward.

Han Nobita even took the opportunity to take a step forward, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and raised his left hand to slightly drag the heavy sword body.

"Fuck, this guy wants..."

He reluctantly raised his head and looked at the battlefield with a strong aura in the sky. Feng Binbei, who had already had a weak aura, couldn't help but swear after seeing Han Daxiong's actions clearly.

The momentum of taking a mountain!

He has seen this method more than once in Tang Ming. Its power is like an angry tide that destroys the great mountain. It should not be underestimated!

But that was Tang Ming after all, he was a man who could even crawl on the ground and tremble.

Han Daxiong, who was in it, realized at the moment when he carried the huge hammer on his shoulder that the moment he carried the mountain was simple, but it was much more difficult than he imagined.

Strips of cracks like spider webs have begun to break out on the heavy sword. If it weren't for the blessing of Lihuo in Nanming, this spiritual sword with great spiritual quality would have fallen apart long ago.

"rise!!"

Han Daxiong roared angrily, and the corners of his eyes burst open because of excessive force. He raised the heavy sword on his shoulder slightly, and Nan Ming Lihuo took advantage of the momentum and rushed into the giant hammer.
Chapter completed!