Just as the four people were feeling fear, several powerful auras rushed in from the distance, followed by a misty voice.
"I've heard about the reputation of the Sword God for a long time, and today I'm here to learn from you!"
When the voice fell, Xiao Muyang and Song Chunqiu flashed a sharp edge in their eyes at the same time. Are you here to help?
At this moment, the faces of the four people showed ecstasy. Listening to the voice just now, they knew who was coming. If he came in person, he would definitely be able to rescue them.
I saw four figures coming through the air, spanning an extremely long distance in an instant, and in just a few breaths, they arrived in this space. The one at the front was an old man in white robes, and the other three were He is middle-aged and has a very strong aura.
Xiao Muyang looked at the four figures. After sensing their cultivation, his expression couldn't help but change. The three middle-aged people were Dacheng middle-grade supremes, and the old man was the perfect middle-grade supreme. Unless they met The highest quality, otherwise no one can be their opponent.
"Their auras are weak, and they should have relied on external forces to reach this state." A voice came into Xiao Muyang's ears, and it was Pengling who spoke.
Xiao Muyang's expression changed when he heard this, and he carefully sensed the auras of the four people, and it turned out that they were a bit vain.
"I'm afraid there are many people like them among that force."
Pengling said again: "Although using this method will damage the foundation, for people with limited potential and unable to break through the realm all year round, this may not be an option. It allows them to appreciate the scenery at high places and increase their lifespan. .
Xiao Muyang's heart trembled. He suddenly realized that the power of that force was much stronger than what they saw now. If they broke out completely, even if the royal family sent an army, it would be difficult to control the situation.
"The Sword God will know in the future. How famous is the Sword God? Why should he serve the royal family? Why not join us and create a great cause for the ages!" The white-haired old man looked at Song Chunqiu and said.
Song Chunqiu looked indifferent, not moved by the other party's words at all, and asked: "Who is the person behind you?"
"The Sword God will know about it in the future. My master asked me to bring a message to the Sword God." The white-haired old man replied.
"What words?" Song Chunqiu asked.
"As long as the Sword God is willing to cooperate with him, he will definitely treat the Sword God with great courtesy and treat him as a distinguished guest." The white-haired old man paused here, and then changed his voice: "If you are unwilling to cooperate, don't get involved in this matter. After all, I went into seclusion in the mountains to take care of myself."
"What if I must intervene?" Song Chunqiu's voice was a little deeper, and he stared at the white-haired old man, with sword light shining in his deep eyes.
"If the Sword God insists on being our enemy, we will have no choice but to ask the Sword God to return to heaven!" The white-haired old man's expression became sharp, and a terrifying aura oppressed the void.
Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, everyone's expressions changed drastically at the same time, asking the sword god to return to heaven, such arrogant words.
Who in this world can kill the Sword God?
Xiao Muyang glanced at the white-haired old man and said in a cold voice: "Today, none of you can leave!"
After saying that, he stepped on his feet and turned into afterimages that shot forward. Golden flames burned wherever they passed, and the temperature of this space continued to rise.
"Seeking death!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched forward, and saw a huge palm appearing in the space, like the hand of a god, with bright light flowing on the palm, and I don't know how powerful it is. of power.
"Boom." A loud noise came out, and the huge palm directly penetrated the space and clasped towards Xiao Muyang's body.
But at the moment when the palm fell on Xiao Muyang, a golden sword light shot out from the void, and then an explosion sound was heard. The sword light penetrated the palm and turned into countless light spots scattered in all directions.
"If you want to touch him, first ask me if my sword will answer!"
An indifferent voice sounded in the space, Song Chunqiu stepped forward, and an incomparable sword power filled the air from his body and fell on the white-haired old man.
Feeling the power of the sword falling on him, the white-haired old man's face darkened, and his eyes became a little more fearful. He heard that Song Chunqiu's cultivation had regressed to Dacheng Middle Grade Supreme. Why was his current cultivation at the Perfect state?
Could it be that his cultivation level has improved again?
"Leave these people to me, you can deal with them with peace of mind." Song Chunqiu said calmly, this sentence was naturally meant for Xiao Muyang.
Xiao Muyang looked at the middle-aged men in black robes indifferently, waved his palm, and the Zhanyuan Sword shone in the air, and then shot straight towards one of them.
Sensing the tyrannical power of the Zhanyuan Sword, the man didn't hesitate for a moment. A giant ax appeared in his hand. He picked up the giant ax with both hands and slashed forward.
"Boom!" A silver ax shadow tore open the space, and with the momentum of shattering everything, it collided with the Zhan Yuan Sword. Suddenly, a metal collision sound came out, and the space seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the Zhan Yuan Sword passed through the giant axe. Continue to kill that person.
The man's face showed fear, and he quickly stepped back. At the same time, he waved the giant ax crazily with both hands, and terrifying ax shadows shot out from the void. His aura was all powerful, trying to block the Abyss-Zhanying Sword.
At the same time, Xiao Muyang walked towards the black-robed middle-aged man with a flying rainbow gun in his hand, his long hair flying in the wind, and three scorching sun-like fireballs surrounding him, like a flaming war god, which made the people in the distance tremble. Is this Xiao Hou's strength?
Staring at Xiao Muyang's approaching figure, the middle-aged man in black robe was also frightened. Although he was at a higher level than Xiao Muyang, after feeling Xiao Muyang's aura, he felt that he had no confidence to compete with it.
"Come together!" The middle-aged man in black robe shouted, and the Supreme Dharma Body appeared instantly. It was a huge thunderbird. Its thunder wings flapped wildly in the void, and streaks of lightning light shot out, seeming to contain destructive power, like Countless spears were aimed at Xiao Muyang.
The other two people were not idle either. They also summoned the Supreme Dharma Body, namely the Ice Flame Demonic Lion and the Holy Light Tiger. The two demonic beasts had very ferocious faces and roared in the direction of Xiao Muyang. A series of terrifying sound waves spread out in the space. Come.
Xiao Muyang showed no sign of stopping, and the Feihong Spear thrust forward. A huge spear condensed into shape. The tip of the spear exuded a domineering aura, as if it could crush everything. No matter how violent the storm came, I would be alone. Gun breaks it.
"Bang, bang..." The sound of explosions came out one after another, and wherever the gun shadow passed, the light of lightning collapsed instantly, as if it was vulnerable to a blow.
At this time, waves of terrifying sound waves rushed into Xiao Muyang's eardrums, but Xiao Muyang's face remained calm, as if he was not affected in any way. How could those two people, one a Xiaocheng low-grade supreme and the other a Dacheng low-grade supreme, shake Xiao Muyang's soul.
"Is this your strength?" A disdainful voice came from Xiao Muyang's mouth, and then a golden-winged roc appeared behind him, with flames flowing all over its body, and its aura was surprisingly strong.
The middle-aged men in black robes and others looked at the golden-winged roc with horrified eyes. They faintly felt that their souls were shaking, as if they were being suppressed in some way!
