The Great Sage asked the Heavenly Great Sage to see that this guy was so arrogant and did not know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. He shouted coldly and rushed down from the dragon bone sailboat.

Seeing that the Great Sage of the Heavenly Heaven came very quickly, the expression suddenly changed slightly, and his body quickly retreated in the air and avoided the rear.

Sun Xing and Yan Songzi saw the white-clothed Yan Luo gently clicking on the water surface, and the whole person bounced more than thirty feet away from behind. They were all very surprised. It seemed that the other party had not yet used any magical powers, and his figure was so light. It seemed that the other party was also a physical cultivation practitioner.

When the Great Sage asked the Tiantian to see that the other party retreated to the rear in order to avoid his attack, he suddenly felt very calm. As long as he brought the other party into the sea and prevented the man from killing the cultivators on the ship, everything would be easy.

The gold and iron stick in his hand turned into a seven-foot-long round stick with a diameter of seven inches in the air.

He sneered and raised the stick in his hand and slashed at the white-clothed Yama.

The fierce wind was more than thirty feet away from the white-clothed Yama, and the white-clothed Yama felt a sharp aura of gold and iron, and rushed towards him quickly.

He stretched his right hand towards his waist, and a seven-foot giant sword appeared in his hand. The giant sword was blue and blue, and red blood-colored patterns appeared on the sword.

Swords and sticks in the void attacked, and sparks shot everywhere.

As long as the attack of the Holy King of Heaven is used, it will be like a madman and will never retreat easily.

It was like the ups and downs of waves, surging towards the white-clothed Yama.

Each move is very coherent, and the killing is decisive, and the moves are extremely deadly means.

The white-clothed Yama could still resist it at the beginning of the day, but after more than thirty moves, he could only fall into a passive situation of being beaten.

Sun Xing and Yan Songzi saw the two men fighting on the sea.

The shadows of sticks in the sky surrounded the white-clothed Yama, and the two rose and fell in the ups and downs of the waves.

During the fight, the waves around him were hit by dozens of feet high.

Every time the White-clothed Yamao had no choice but to fight with the King of Heaven, he would rely on a huge physical force from the King of Heaven to impact the bloodlines of his body. This impact made the blood and blood of the whole body of the White-clothed Yamao very ups and downs.

The power of this bloodline rushes unscrupulously in his body, making the white-clothed Yama feel miserable in his heart.

Every time the giant sword in his hand fights against the White-clothed Yama, he feels uncontrollable, which makes the White-clothed Yama very angry. However, the attack of the Heavenly Holy King was too crazy, and the White-clothed Yama had no chance to escape from the opponent's attack.

The Heavenly Holy King asked the Heavenly Holy King to launch various fierce attacks with all his might. The purpose was to test whether this person was alone or whether there were companions who would help him in secret. He wanted to force the white-clothed Yama into the realm of death and let the hidden person appear.

The golden iron round stick in his hand suddenly swung it in the air, and the violent golden iron sharply stabbed towards the white-clothed Yan Luo's head and the sky gate.

Faced with such a fatal blow, Yamao naturally did not dare to be careless at all. The giant sword in his hand quickly used a move, stabbing the sky with one sword, and the sword attacked directly towards the tip of Yamao's stick.

The violent magic power gathered on the sword's edge, causing the sword to buzz slightly.

When the Holy King asked the Heavenly King to see the white-clothed Yama using the sword to stab his golden iron stick, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The magic power of both hands gathered, and the round stick in his hand turned rapidly. A golden light appeared on the round stick and rushed towards the front of the round stick.

As soon as the sword edge touched the stick, the golden light rushed towards the sword edge.

Only a loud noise was heard.

The giant sword in the hand of the white-clothed Yamaro was instantly shaken and flew up by an extremely powerful force. The magic sword in the hand was directly shaken away. The white-clothed Yamaro's expression suddenly became anxious, and the golden iron round stick of the Heavenly Saint King in his eyes was magnified rapidly.

Faced with this crisis, Yamao in White quietly used a secret technique. He saw a bright red blood pattern appear in his body. After the blood pattern appears, Yamao's body becomes extremely flexible, and the Buddha is possessed by an extremely powerful force of gods and demons.

With a snatch of void with his right hand, he grabbed the fallen flying sword into his hand. A bright red blood light on the long sword stabbed towards the Holy King Totian.

The Holy King asked the Heavenly King to see the strange appearance of the white-clothed Yama, and his expression was extremely calm. This method of using flesh and blood to fight for attacks was very depleted to the life span, but it could allow the cultivator to burst out very powerful attack power in a short period of time.

However, these attack powers are not enough to pose a threat to him for the Great Sage of Tengtian.

On the golden iron round stick in his hand, golden halos emerged from his palms and rushed forward quickly. With these golden halos rushed forward, the blood light displayed by the white-clothed Yama was instantly dissolved by the golden halo of the Holy King of the Heaven.

Golden halos directly penetrated the sword body of the white-clothed Yama and rushed towards the white-clothed Yama's body.

The golden light penetrated the body of the white-clothed Yama. A blood line spread out into a blood rain all over the sky, filling the rich smell of blood in the void, and passed from the body of the white-clothed Yama.

Sun Xing and Yan Songzi looked at the white-clothed Yan Luo's body on the sea, and suddenly turned into two sections, and then they smelled a strong smell of blood in their breath.

Both of them looked very shocked. The crazy fighting power that the white-clothed Yamao burst out just now. The two thought that this white-clothed Yamao might cause a very fatal danger to the Holy King Totian, but wouldn't they expect that they would die in such a situation?

The white-clothed Yama used the method of blood sacrifice and exchanged his body's bloodline and life span for strength. Not only did he not turn defeat into victory, he was also cut into two pieces by the mysterious golden light of the Saint King of Heaven.

Just when Sun Xing and Yan Songzi thought the overall situation was fixed, they saw a monk in red suddenly waved his palms and slapped at the back of the Holy King of the Heavens in the void.

However, the body of the white-clothed Yama was suddenly connected to one another at the sky. Where the golden light was cut, a rich smell of blood was emitting, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the long-standing attack behind him, the look on the Holy King Totian's face was very calm, and he shouted: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

As he said that, his figure suddenly turned around in a strange posture and punched the monk who suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing the situation changing drastically, Sun Xing and Ion Songzi were very worried about the safety of the Great Sage.
Chapter completed!