In the void in Kaifeng City, 6 suppressed Houyi and stood opposite each other.

Pangu's bow was filled with a faint light, like clouds and mist, wrapping Houyi who was holding the bow, making people unable to distinguish between reality and reality. He was also integrated with the three places of heaven and earth, as if it was an eternal existence, and it seemed that it had never existed before.

6Press his eyes closed slightly, as if he was wandering in Taixu, and he completely forgot the enemy Houyi in front of him. However, Houyi and the others knew that they were feeling the existence of the white jade arrow with all their thoughts. The white jade arrow shot from Pangu bow was unparalleled in the world, and no one could tell the difference between the naked eye. 6Press nine brothers died under the white jade arrow. In order to avenge their revenge, they thought about the method of breaking the white jade arrow day and night, and now they finally used it.

6. He held the immortal-killing sword in his left hand. The immortal-killing sword was transparent all over his body. An object shot out from it, seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes. Two white lights in his eyes, and white light was facing Houyi, shaking like a wind wheel. 6. He held the demon clan's treasure, the demon flag, and the yin and yang energy on the demon flag were lingering, forming an invisible wall of air in front of 6.

Houyi suddenly shouted, "Qi!" He saw a blue and yellow light flashing across Houyi's body. As his body surged, there was a sound of bowstrings. A little white light rushed straight towards 6.

Almost at the same time, 6 Fei suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the white light. His hands were moving without hesitation. He swung his right demon banner in the air. The demon banner drooped the colorful divine light in the void, and reflected thousands of auspicious signs. The wall of air was covered with sad wind, misty mist, and the clouds were all round, and the crying and roar of millions of demon races sounded together.

6 He hummed: "Please turn around, baby." The two white lights on the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword rotated, with a "boom", the two white lights had already escaped from the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword, forming a strangled net bag in the void, facing Houyi's bag's head.

The white jade arrow was approaching and hit the air wall. With a "hiss", it actually passed through and continued to penetrate straight into the heart. The air wall turned into a ball of flame and burned warmly, and in an instant it turned into a ball of ashes.

6 roared, then lowered. He roared and retreated quickly. With a "bang", 6 squirted, and showed the true body of the Tenth Prince of the Demon Clan, turning into a fire crow that was several thousand feet long. His two big wings flapped, covering the clouds and the sun was covered, and a cluster of sun fire sprayed towards the white jade arrow that had slowed down.

The white jade arrow was suddenly attacked by this ball of sun fire, and the arrow trembled slightly. As he moved, he finally became biased. With a "swish", he nailed it to the ribs of the fire crow. With a whine, the fire crow brought up a bunch of blood and fell from the air, returning to the body of 6. He lowered his head and looked at a big blood hole shot out between his ribs. He just smiled miserably and sighed that Pangu was so arched that he could not completely avoid it.

It was a time to say that, and it was soon enough, just as the 6th press was shot, the 6th press also flew to Houyi's side. Houyi felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and the coldness was icy. His body of the quasi-saint witch was firmly covered by two white lights, and he could not move, so he could not have the power to resist.

The Immortal-killing Flying Sword and the Purple Gold Gourd of the Grand Master of the Red Cloud. The soul-absorning gourd is the same lineage. It is formed on the gourd vine in front of the Zixiao Palace of Taoism Hongjun. It was obtained by the later demon clan Donghuang Taiyi. The Donghuang Taiyi gathered the realm of the sun and moon, seized the beauty of heaven and earth, reversed the five elements, and trained the flying sword with the true fire of the sun. Later, the Donghuang Taiyi killed countless people from the Witch Clan and nourished them with the essence of the Witch Clan. Then, the Immortal-killing Flying Sword was sacrificed and refined into the supreme secret treasure specifically for those who were strong in body.

In the past, Shang and Zhou dynasties were the gods. At that time, Yuan Hong, the third disciple of Xuanmu Island who had already achieved a small success in practicing Xuanmu, was invulnerable to swords and treasures. However, when he encountered the immortal-killing flying knife that he borrowed from Jiang Shang, he had no power to resist. It was precisely because of the immortal-killing flying knife's restraint on those who practiced the body.

Houyi was shocked. When the situation was critical, he shouted angrily and moved his heart at will. The Pangu bow in his hand had turned into a white jade axe. His bones were swelling upwards. The yellow aura rolled from all over his body. With a "bang", Houyi also showed his true form of a great witch.

"Break!" The great witch's true body opened her bloody mouth, and while she whistled, she used all her strength to slash the white jade axe in her hand towards the flying immortal-killing knife coming from her head!

Houyi was locked in the Qi machine by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, and his hand was slowed down by half a beat. The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was not slashed by the White Jade Axe, but the Flying Knife followed like a shadow and went down along the White Jade Axe. Houyi hurriedly closed the White Jade Axe and protected his head and turned. Houyi only heard a "click", followed by a severe pain coming from his shoulder... After all, he avoided the fatal blow from the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife to his head.

Houyi glanced up and saw that most of his shoulders had been cut off, his muscles were blurred, and blood was storming, revealing the deep white bones, which was scary.

6. When Hou Yi and the other two attacked, no one took advantage of it. They were both defeated and hurt both sides. They secretly sighed that their opponents were extremely serious and were also very afraid.

But at this moment, how could the two of them stop talking about peace? 6 Press up and quickly stopped the blood, endured the severe pain, supported him to stand up, and said to Houyi: "Houyi, the battle between you and I, the Lich tribes is not a winner! However, I am a pseudonym Guiguzi, the creation of Zongheng family in the earthly realm, and you are a pseudonym Sun Wu, the creation of military strategists in the earthly realm, and each spreads through the world. People all compare the military strategists with military strategists. Today, it is time for us to tell the world, who is stronger, who is weak?"

"Haha...haha, a family is doing this!" Houyi smiled at the sky, but he was too seriously injured and could not continue. Houyi slowly raised the white jade axe with his uninjured arm, aiming the axe blade at 6 pressures, and said: "A family wrote "The Art of War" and was divided into initial plans, combat, attack, military shape, military force, virtual and real, military, nine changes, marching, terrain, nine grounds, and fire attack. A total of thirteen articles were used. A family derived these thirteen articles into Pangu's white jade axe thirteen moves. The moves were linked together, and they began over and over again, endless, and the tenth prince, be careful!"

The sound of 6 pressure is still the same cold as usual, without any scent of fireworks: "The way of vertical and horizontal is yang, and the way of horizontal is yin. "The "Guiguzi" is passed down from generation to generation, and the "Benjing Yin Fu Seven Techniques" is inherited, one attack and one defense, attack and defense are mutually beneficial, and balance is the way!"

The two of them talked freely, but they didn't look like an enemy fighting for life. Instead, they said their most proud things, and they felt a bit melodious about the argument! But both of them knew that this was just an appearance!

It was already here, and it was useless to say more. Only when I saw the truth under my hands, the two shouted loudly, raised the treasure in their hands, and flew forward...

Kaifeng City Wall.

6. The two of Houyi and the others were fighting back and forth in the void, and the warriors of the two lich tribes in the earth were also fighting fiercely. At this moment, everyone forgot about life and death, and just wanted to vent the passionate blood in their chests...

The two lich clans are of equal strength, but Xing Tian and Jiufeng, the leader of the Witch Clan, were seriously injured, and could not withstand the attack of the demon clan Bai Ze Feilian's plan to attract the four demon generals of Yingmeng. The weapons in the hands of the four demon generals flew over, and each move brought a blood mist. No one in the Witch Clan could stop them, so they had to retreat step by step. Fortunately, the Witch Clan had the advantage of Kaifeng City, and defended the city and achieved twice the result with half the effort. With the support of the Nine Nine Destruction Formation, they struggled to support them and did not lose.

Xing Tian Jiufeng watched the witch warriors around him decrease one by one, and his heart was like a knife. However, he saw Chang'e standing in the void in the distance holding a red hydrangea in his hand, staring indifferently at the battle between the two lichs, without any intention of helping him. At this moment of survival and death, the two of them didn't care about their faces. Jiufeng said anxiously: "Chang'e, you are at least half a member of the witch..."

Chang'e didn't look at the two of them, but shook her head and said lightly: "I came here just for my husband Houyi, and it has nothing to do with the witch clan! Houyi couldn't help but feel guilty, but I think I felt very guilty, but if I take action..." Speaking of this, Chang'e smiled and then said: "How can I face the human race I have protected in the past..."

Xing Tian Jiufeng couldn't help but feel a little angry. He knew that Chang'e could not speak, so he had to turn around and fight with the demon clan again!

Chang'e didn't want to take action, but the Taoist people wanted to take action but couldn't. Originally, in the planning of the Three Pure Ones, they gathered the power of Taoism and the demon clan to fight with the witch clan. However, the demon clan's feelings were surging before, and they would rather die than kill the demon clan's reputation than join Taoism to deal with the old enemy, the witch clan. The Taoist immortals had no choice but to watch the demon clan continue one after another.

Xuandu saw that although the demon clan had the upper hand, he could not capture it for a long time and suffered heavy losses. He frowned and thought to himself that if this continues, even if the demon clan wins this battle, how can he fight with the 100,000 demon army of Xihe Niuzhou in Xuanmu Island in the future?

Xuandu floated to the demon master Kunpeng, bowed and said nothing. This is the power of Taoist Xuandu. In this way, Xuandu said nothing is good when fighting against Lich, so he simply didn't say anything. Anyway, he was one senior lower than Kunpeng, so he would not be ashamed to give a big gift.

The meaning of Xuandu, how can Kunpeng not know? Kunpeng has a very good position and takes charge of the overall situation. On the one hand, he has to take care of the six pressures that he fought against Houyi. After all, the Pangu bow in Houyi's hand is a treasure that even the saints are afraid of. On the other hand, he has to guard against the witch clan's help, so he has not taken action for the time being.

Kunpeng saw the six pressures in the void avoiding Houyi's arrow. The two of them were evenly matched. For a moment, they were afraid that it would be difficult to decide the outcome. They felt very calm and saw the 99th Nirvana Formation of the Witch Clan boiling murderous aura. As soon as the demon warrior entered the formation, they would either die or be injured. No one was spared. They were like the gate of ghosts, protecting the witch army in it.

Kunpeng snorted coldly, and at this time he didn't care about others' references to others in the future to bully the small, and he had no face. He stepped forward, raised the thunder gun in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Everyone in the demon clan, please retreat!"

In a burst of lightning and thunder, the light of the thunder gun surged, just like a pillar of the universe that ran across the three realms of heaven and earth. It had no fancy movements and was straight towards the Jiujiu Nirvana Formation!
Chapter completed!