Before entering the Holy Tomb, it was just a realm of heaven. In a short time, it broke through to condense the martial arts golden elixir. Such a genius monster must not be kept. If he was really a marquis, there would be no room for their three major sects to survive in the future.

What's more, he also has countless adventures and the legendary Bodhi tree species!

"In any case, Zheng Shiyi must die, kill him, eliminate harm to all living beings. And, more importantly, bring back the Bodhi tree!"

In the Tianjian Sect, the Master Juejian Sect looked at everyone with a solemn look on his face and said in a cold voice: "Remember, Zheng Shiyi is dead, but the Bodhi tree must be brought back!"

In the entire chaos city, everyone's eyes fell into the sword driving sect at the same time, and masters continued to fly up and flew towards the sword driving sect.

Beigong Mansion.

Beigong Lianhe looked at the bright light in the sky with admiration, and said excitedly: "Famous Marquis, Brother Ten Wings is going to be a Marquis. He is only a few years older than Lian He. I remember when Lian He first met him, Brother Ten Wings was only in the middle stage of the territory.

In a blink of an eye, Brother Ten Wings had become a shock to the chaos. It was so unimaginable that he wanted to be appointed as a marquis before his father.

There is also the big brother, the vibration of Brother Ten Wings' breath is even louder than the sound of being a marquis mentioned in the book. Brother Ten Wings's title will become a very powerful existence among the title of Marquis."

Beigong Lianhe turned around and looked at his elder brother Beigong Lianao.

Beigong Lianao looked at the light in the sky with a complicated expression, shook his head and sighed, and after a long time he said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Although I admit that Zheng Shiyi's genius is the only one I see, and I admire Zheng Shiyi, I still want to say that he may not be able to be a marquis."

"You can't be named a marquis. Brother, don't lie to me anymore. Brother Ten Wings' aura has been emitted. How could you not be named a marquis?" Beigong Lianhe looked at his brother proudly and said, "Brother, brother is not so easy to lie to me."

"I'm not saying that his strength cannot be granted a marquis. I mean he probably doesn't have that chance." Beigong Lian sighed proudly: "Have you heard that? Zheng Shiyi killed too many people in the Holy Tomb, and everyone called him the devil, and even more said that he was a member of the Demon Cult. Do you think others would watch him become a marquis?"

"Brother...Brother, do you mean that they want to seek revenge on Brother Ten Wings at this time?" The pride on Beigong Lianhe's face disappeared in an instant and replaced by a deep look of worry.

"It's not about taking revenge, but about not daring to see Zheng Shiyi's title of Marquis. Zheng Shiyi is too dazzling. Once such a person is granted a Marquis, he will never have the chance to deal with him again. In the future, chaos may become his world. If he is a Marquis, everyone will be uneasy, so they will definitely take action.

Besides, Zheng Shiyi has too many adventures, and killing him will give him more adventures. Why not do it? He is absolutely invincible at all levels of cultivation. Who doesn’t want to get his adventures in the entire chaos city!”

"This... Isn't Brother Ten Wings very dangerous?" Beigong Lianhe's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He looked at his brother in panic and said anxiously: "What should I do? My father is still in seclusion at this time. How can we save Brother Ten Wings?"

"Save him? It's useless. Not to mention that my father is in seclusion, even if he is not in seclusion, he can't save him. Now, all the strength in the entire chaos city wants to remove Zheng Shiyi, and no one can save him.

What a pity, such a stunning talented person will lose his mind.”

Beigong Lianao looked up at the direction of the sword driving sect.

In the sword driving sect, figures were flying rapidly towards the light, one by one, or a few people, and they roared into the light, and on the ground below, weeds were uprooted and flew towards the sky.

Wu Qiuxun's residence was extremely remote, while Liu Yuyang's residence was also remote, and the two places were not in the same direction. They flew out at the fastest speed. Halfway through the road, a few familiar figures appeared in front of him, blocking him.

"Old Mrs. Pan!"

Wu Qiuxun's eyes condensed, and a extremely cold aura shot out from his eyes. He shouted loudly to the people in front of him: "What do you want to do!"

Wu Qiu searched opposite him, led by an old woman, and three figures blocked the way he was moving forward.

The old woman held a dragon-head crutch and chuckled: "Old man Wu, we have been missing for many days. Today, the old woman always looks for you to drink tea with you and talk about the past."

"Get out of here, I don't have time to talk to you for too much trouble. Today, those who block me will die!" Wu Qiuxun ignored the old woman's words at all, stood up and rushed forward to reminisce about the past. He and the old woman had nothing to reminisce about. If they stopped themselves, they must have wanted to attack his disciple.

"Those who block you will die? If you say these words before the Holy Sect is closed, the old woman will indeed be a little afraid, but now, you are already hurt and sad, how much strength do you have? Will you be afraid of you as an old woman?"

Seeing that Wu Qiuxun didn't say much to her, the old woman stopped disguising herself and tear her face up. She smashed the dragon head crutch in her hand hard, and an extremely powerful aura immediately rushed towards the bottom.

The space below suddenly stormed towards the surroundings under this shock. The air was constantly wrinkled like some impact on the ground, and in a blink of an eye it had fluctuated in front of Wu Qiuxun.

"roll!"

Wu Qiuxun shouted violently, pushed his hands in front of him, and the extremely rich spiritual energy surged out from his palms, like the most domineering sword in the world, passing through the sky, and wherever he passed, the air was instantly pierced.

The wrinkled space was penetrated by this spiritual energy and dispersed to the surroundings. In a blink of an eye, the sky returned to normal again.

"Pan Meixin, have Yunwu agreed to you for blocking me like this?" Wu Qiuxun shattered the old woman's attack with a palm, and at the same time he shouted loudly at the opposite side.

"The Master Yunwu Sect is not in the sect, and now the sword sect is naturally the master of the old body who is the Supreme Elder!" A cruel look flashed across Pan Meixin's face. He said to the two people on the side: "Elder Juebing, Elder Sihuo, you two are entangled with the old body together. As for that little beast, someone else will remove him!"

"Yes, Supreme Elder!"

Juebing and Sihuo nodded heavily when they heard the sound, and at the same time pulled out the long swords, one red like fire, and the other like frost. They slashed Wu Qiuxun with one sword from left to right.

For a moment, the temperature of this world changed drastically, and the world on the left became extremely hot, and waves of heat that seemed to sweep across the melting of gold.

On the other side, the temperature in the air instantly became extremely cold, and a white cold air spread like a road of frost.

At the intersection of ice and fire where Wu Qiuxun was, the air exploded instantly under the influence of the hot and cold breath, creating a terrifying tearing force that seemed to tear Wu Qiuxun's body completely exploded.

"open!"

On Wu Qiuxun's left and right hands, a crescent-shaped circular weapon appeared, and his hands slashed down to both sides at the same time.

With one slash, the air suddenly cracked open, and two sharp auras rushed out, crossing the scorching flames and the biting ice path.

The flames and frost on both sides were like wheat waves blown by the wind, cracking from the middle and pouring towards both sides.

Just as they broke the attacks of the two, Pan Meixin's dragon-head crutch had already fallen down.

Above the crutch, a phantom of a giant dragon head as big as a hill, appeared, and bursts of gloomy, strange, and violent aura spread. The huge dragon head opened as if it wanted to swallow Wu Qiuxun and bit it down.

Wu Qiuxun quickly withdrew his hands and protected him in the center of his body.

Almost the moment when his hands fell, the huge dragon head had already fallen heavily, as if a giant pillar supporting the sky and earth had fallen down. An unparalleled force rushed over, and the air around him was torn apart again at this moment.

Wu Qiuxun suddenly felt his hands numb, and the unparalleled force rushed into his body. The qi and blood in his body seemed to explode, stirring wildly. Under the impact, his body retreated uncontrollably to the rear. After flying dozens of feet away, he stabilized his body.

"puff……"

As the qi and blood in the body were stimulating, Wu Qiuxun opened his mouth and a mouthful of red blood spurted out.

"I'm vomiting blood, Wu Qiuxun, it seems that your injury is heavier than I thought. So what if you take out the fantasy sun and moon wheel you got from the Holy Sect? You still can't break through.

Not to mention the three of us, even if we are alone, we are enough to stop you now." Pan Meixin looked at Wu Qiuxun, who was vomiting blood on the opposite side, and a bright smile appeared on her face full of pleated ones.

He was originally worried that Wu Qiuxun would explode and hurt him severely. After all, the reason why he was able to stay in the first place was because Wu Qiuxun's strength was too terrifying. Even the sect leaders of the three major sects were not sure to defeat Wu Qiuxun.

But now it seems that Wu Qiuxun had thought that Zheng Shiyi had died, and was too sad that his injuries worsened sharply, and his strength was no longer enough to make people afraid.

The three of them were enough to stop him. As long as they stopped Wu Qiuxun, Zheng Shiyi would undoubtedly die.

In the distance, sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and two figures fell into the courtyard where Liu Yuyang was almost indefinitely.

Liu Yuyang looked up at the place where the sound of breaking through the air came, and two figures immediately came into his eyes.

Tian Zhongqi, deputy leader of the Dao Zhuan Sect, Tian Zhongqi!

Also, Meng Chongyang!

The two of them came at the same time, and these were troublesome.

Liu Yuyang's face changed, he stood up and stopped them, and said unhappy: "Tian Zhongqi, Meng Chongyang, why are you two doing here? My disciple is now condensing the martial arts golden elixir and not disturbing me. If there is something wrong, I will wait until my disciple condenses the martial arts golden elixir and then talk about it."
Chapter completed!