"Senior brother, save me!"
The sharp sound waves did not use the void as a medium, but directly exploded in the ears of everyone inside and outside Bai Yujing. Everyone could feel the unwillingness and frustration in the sound.
"who?"
There was an uproar inside and outside Bai Yujing.
Countless people looked up to the sky and saw turbulent air waves. The sky was like an ocean. The mighty starlight came from the north, stirring up endless vitality and spreading across the sky.
Suddenly the sky was tens of thousands of miles long.
Two figures chased after him.
One person flew in front, spreading blood in the sky, one person stepped on the air like riding on the waves, and his breath was as vast as the sea of smoke.
The fierce and tyrannical aura enveloped the entire White Jade Capital without concealment. For tens of thousands of miles in the sky and on the ground, all the monks and even spiritual beasts and ants were all shaken by this aura and fell into a daze.
They were just chasing and escaping, but the momentum was already so shocking.
call!
An Qisheng came out of the air with an indifferent expression. He showed no mercy in his attacks and his killing power was astonishing:
"No one can save you!"
"ah!"
Zhang Wuji was extremely angry.
At this time, he clearly understood what Taoist Yuanyang wanted to do, he clearly wanted to kill him in front of Bai Yujing.
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
At the same time as he screamed for help, Zhang Wuji's blood spurted out like a volcano, and his divine power surged like a hurricane.
With his arms spread wide, countless magic weapons were branded, and the phantoms of magic weapons rose up from behind, reappearing in the sky again.
The magic weapons and magic weapons, although they are phantoms, seem to have real agility. They are intertwined vertically and horizontally and cooperate with each other to evolve a terrifying killing power.
A majestic force like the Milky Way greeted An Qisheng, who burst out with murderous intent.
But it is exactly the method of killing the sky.
This method has powerful killing power. It is said that it can transform the world's magical weapons. If it is practiced to a great extent, it can even evolve into the brand of the supreme treasure. It is also famous in Zhongzhou.
At the end of the Middle Ages, there was a master of the Heaven-Building Pavilion who cultivated this method to great perfection. In a moment of thought, he condensed the spiritual treasures of all princes. He was the biggest opponent of the Supreme Lord Guantian before he became enlightened.
Boom!
An Qisheng arrived through the air, and the aura that he held in reserve along the way rose into the sky, as if it was about to shake down the stars in the sky.
The five-color divine light criss-crossed the sky and descended in an instant, submerging all the spiritual treasures and magical weapons evolved from the sky-repairing killing method.
In the interweaving of five colors, all the magic weapons and magic weapons disappeared instantly!
boom!
Then a big hand came through the air, and with the movement of his five fingers, it struck Zhang Wuji, whose eyes were about to burst, like a towering heavenly door.
"Don't even think about killing me!"
Zhang Wuji's eyes were splitting. He never dreamed that he could meet such a person who completely restrained all his magical powers in this land of Dongzhou!
That five-color divine light completely defeated his Heaven-Mending Holy Technique!
Otherwise, even if he was defeated, how could he be defeated so miserably!
Vomiting blood, furious.
Zhang Wuji's momentum continued to rise, his hands changed thousands of times, evolving infinite magic weapons, and magic weapons soared into the sky.
But the five colors filled the world, and any magic weapon or magic weapon was brushed away as soon as it appeared.
But he never gave up. His blood burned and sublimated, and his momentum was like a god. He kept fighting, trying to tear apart this five-color sky.
Tear apart the giant palm that pressed down horizontally.
"Taoist Yuanyang?"
"Junior Brother Zhang?!"
On top of the Baiyu Capital City, the Master of Butian Pavilion and the other three people were all shocked.
But he didn't expect that before they could take action, Taoist Yuanyang had already killed Bai Yujing!
How dare he?
How dare he?
Sect Master Ling Tian was shocked and angry.
Even when Emperor Tianding was at his most arrogant, he did not dare to attack the Holy Land, the sect's headquarters.
"Um?"
The eyes of the Master of Butian Pavilion suddenly condensed, and he was extremely shocked and angry.
He never thought that Zhang Wuji would be chased by Taoist Yuanyang, let alone that the Heaven-Building Holy Technique would be completely defeated!
How can it be?
That is the unparalleled holy method that the sages used to compete with the Supreme before they became enlightened!
Even though Zhang Wuji is not qualified to practice the entire book, he still has the most secret magical power in the world. How could it be broken so easily?
While frightened and angry, he stepped into the sky, and a brilliant divine light rose into the sky. The boundless edge rolled and stirred, and a roar shook the heaven and the earth:
"you dare!"
boom!
The next moment, a shocking collision broke out in the sky, and terrifying ripples swept thousands of miles across the sky like a world-destroying storm.
Waves of scarlet blood spilled into the sky like waterfalls.
boom!
The roar of the Butian Pavilion Master suddenly stopped.
A blood-stained head flew thousands of miles across and hit the void like a meteor. It was Zhang Wuji's head.
Phew~
The void seemed to calm down instantly.
The Master of Butian Pavilion stood stunned on the spot, looking at the pouring rain of blood and the flying head, his eyelids could not help but beat.
I just said to invite experts.
Junior Brother Zhang, who came from Zhongzhou and was one of the Seven Sons of Butian, was actually beaten to death in front of Bai Yujing, in front of his eyes!
The vitality of the vacuum-shattering expert was extremely powerful, but he could feel a fierce murderous intention filling the sky, rolling away like thunder, crushing all Zhang Wuji's remaining vitality.
There is no use for any substitute for death.
died!
Completely dead!
Seeing this scene, the expressions on the faces of the Lingtian Sect Master and the Supreme Elder of the Wanfa Tower became cold.
A strong man who could crush the vacuum was killed just like that.
This Yuanyang Taoist is actually much stronger than he was a hundred days ago...
Both of them were a little shocked.
Many monks inside and outside Bai Yujing were shocked beyond words. In the activated formation, countless monks looked up and looked at the overwhelming rain of blood, and their faces were shaken.
They didn't know who this person was, but the movement was earth-shattering, and he was obviously a powerful person.
Such a great figure, whom most people would never see in their lifetime, was killed outside the city like this?
Click~
Withdrawing his big hand, An Qisheng held a Qiankun Spirit Ring and looked at the Master of Butian Pavilion calmly:
"Why don't you dare?"
Zhang Wuji is a step behind Qian Shishi, but this is not because he is less talented, but because he has not had enough years to practice.
In fact, this Wuji's age is less than Gan Shi41!
Such an age and such achievements are worthy of his status as the Seventh Son of Butian.
But in the process of chasing for more than 1.2 million miles and spanning more than ten dynasties, he had naturally figured out all the flaws in Zhang Wuji.
It is naturally easier to kill them than to suppress them.
"Junior Brother Zhang..."
The Master of Butian Pavilion looked cold.
Huhu~
While the air flow roared, An Qisheng stood under the sky, wearing the five colors of the starry sky, with a calm expression, and looked at the Master of Butian Pavilion and others with indifferent eyes:
"Can you tell me what you are discussing?"
He has a clear mind and is most sensitive to other people's murderous intentions.
Naturally, he could feel the murderous intent in the three of them, which was one of the reasons why he pursued them all the way.
He is not the Tianding Emperor.
Don't like to be beaten passively.
Instead of being knocked on the door again and again, it is better to decide the battlefield and the enemy yourself.
boom!
A divine fire suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, soaring thousands of feet into the sky. The flames were blazing. The Lord of Butian Pavilion was like a god, holding a magic sword in his hand.
He stepped up and burst out with shocking murderous intent:
"Taoist Yuanyang, you deserve to die!"
The master of Butian Pavilion is full of murderous intent!
Butian Pavilion has branches in nine states, four seas, and endless deserts in the world, but the real Butian Pavilion is still in Zhongzhou.
The Seventh Son of Butian may not be as good as him at this time, but his status in the sect is even higher.
Such a person did not die while competing with the heroes of the world, but was killed in front of his eyes. Even though he was calm, he couldn't help but become furious!
boom!
In just an instant, the sword light soared into the sky, and the mighty sword light flowed across the sky like a river in the sky, filling the heaven and earth, colliding with the five colors, and evolving an endless killing technique.
Having learned from Zhang Wuji's mistakes, he did not use the 'Sage Method of Mending the Sky'.
Boom!
Almost at the same time as the Master of Butian Pavilion took action, two equally powerful auras burst out.
Lingtian Sect Master soared into the sky like a dragon, setting off an endless storm of sword energy, directly attacking An Qisheng:
"kill!"
How can enemies say anything when they meet?
Seeing that Taoist Yuanyang seemed to be more tyrannical than a hundred days ago, the murderous intention in his heart was stronger than that of the Master of Butian Pavilion.
Such an enemy is too dangerous.
The light of the sword soared into the sky, tearing apart the five colors reflected in the sky. A powerful aura filled the space, causing the earth to shake and the river to flow backwards.
And the one who is faster than the two of them is the old man from Wanfa Tower!
The old man's beard and hair were dancing wildly, his breath was as vigorous and domineering as a dragon, his fists and palms flew across the sky, setting off countless storms that filled the world.
There are also thousands of dragon-shaped energy roaring in all directions, covering the sky and the sun with terrifying pressure, and they are extremely domineering.
"Little thief Yuanyang, where is my sect master?"
The three masters took action at the same time!
No reservations, no unnecessary words, the shot is a sure kill!
Boom!
Tens of thousands of miles of sky exploded, the earth shook violently like waves, hideous cracks spread in all directions, and the formation outside Bai Yujing buzzed and trembled.
Under the pressure of the terrifying aura, the faces of the monks all over the city turned pale.
"Lingtian Sword Technique, Wanfa Tianlong Fist! This, this..."
"Master Lingtian! That person is actually Master Lingtian!"
"Headmaster, a headmaster-level battle! Those who take action are all vacuum-shattering experts!"
"That person, that person is Taoist Yuanyang! He came out of nowhere and suppressed the great master who taught Wanfa Tower!"
There was an uproar in Bai Yujing, and they already recognized the person who made the move.
The magical powers of these three people are so eye-catching. For countless years, how could anyone not know the magical powers of the ten major sects?
Even if you don't know who the three of them are, you can already tell which sect the person who made the move is just by looking at this magical power.
Naturally, he recognized An Qisheng.
Huhu
Under the mighty storm of magical powers, An Qisheng was dressed in ruffled clothes and his long hair was flying, but his expression remained unchanged and he stepped forward leisurely.
Buzz!
It was just such an insignificant movement, and the mighty magical storm was stagnated.
The endless starlight rolls down like thousands of long rivers, intertwining vertically and horizontally, the five colors turn sharply, and the starry sky descends again!
Suddenly, the sky and the earth turned around, and the sky and the sun disappeared. Instead, there was a starry sky that filled the fields and enveloped all directions!
At this moment, even if there are monks inside and outside Bai Yujing, they can't see any difference between this starry sky and the starry sky at night!
Another day!
The starry sky replaced the sky, and this large area of empty space was occupied by this starlight!
Everyone looked horrified, and the starry sky was emptied of terrifying waves.
Like a world-destroying tide, the earth was shaking and the sky was shaking. The terrifying divine light surged across the deep starry sky, and every 'star' was crushed.
But the starlight seemed to be endless, rolling in endlessly, colliding with the three powerful magical powers, stirring up even more terrifying waves of energy.
"This true form..."
The attack had no effect, and Ling Tian Sect Master's pupils shrank slightly.
Looking from a distance, I saw that the core of this starry sky was formed by the stars that were shining with the "dongtian aura" and slowly rotating in some strange trajectory.
He knew that this was Taoist Yuanyang's true form, but he did not expect that in just a hundred days, his true form would undergo another transformation!
It can actually accommodate all their magical powers!
"The magical power of the cave?"
The Master of Butian Pavilion was shocked and recognized the changes in his true form.
The true form is the exterior, the caves and heavens are the interior, and the caves and heavens are criss-crossed, forming a world-shattering magical power!
But twenty-four square caves?
Isn't this suicide?
His heart was shaken, but he did not stop. The sky sword shook, but it spat out the light of the sword even more violently.
Tsk~
The light of the sword cut through the starry sky, spewing out murderous intent like a vast ocean, and the cold air froze the starry sky like a substance.
He slashed straight at An Qisheng, who was standing in the middle of the starry sky with his hands behind his back.
"I'm pretending to be a ghost, but I'm just showing my true form. What can I do?"
Compared to the two of them, the old man of Wanfa Tower moved more violently, with fist marks flying across the sky. Filled with overwhelming power, thousands of dragon-shaped energy flew across the sky:
"Break it for me!"
Each one has clearly defined scales and claws, and the momentum is majestic and majestic, as if it were really punched out and thousands of dragons flew across the sky!
Its subtlety may not be as good as Gan Shishi, but its power is more powerful!
Wherever the fist seal passed across the sky, the starry sky and starlight were shattered, as if thousands of ancient ferocious beasts were roaring and trampling past.
The vast starry sky trembled.
"Three of them are all heroes of the world..."
In the starry sky, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes dark and gloomy, seeming to be vaster than the starry sky:
"The weight of this chicken should be enough."
