In the big tent, Zhu Di suddenly pinched a piece of green jade paperweight to pieces. He roared in a low voice with a ferocious face: "It's Zhang Sanfeng again!"

Ma He had a calm face and gestured on the map on the table, sneering: "Prince, when we hit the foot of Wudang Mountain, we can give him some color to see."

Zhu Di's teeth clenched and he shook his head slowly: "Forget it, we can't provoke this person, let Fuyun and Zhang Sanfeng fight. I would rather let them compete in the name of cultivators, and not let Zhang crazy people participate in our plan of Jingnan, otherwise the hearts of the people in the world will disperse." His eyes flashed and he ordered softly: "Go and tell Fuyun Xianchang. If Zhang Sanfeng can be killed, everything will be easy in the future. Even if Wudang Mountain is used as a temple for them, it doesn't matter."

Ma He frowned, responded and walked out of the tent with great strides.

With the 'hiss' sound, the pressure in the sky became heavier and heavier. Ordinary people could not feel the change in the vitality of the world, but for experts like Zhu Di and Ma He, it was as uncomfortable as if the Taishan was pressing down. Ma He, who had just walked outside the tent, trembled all over and was pressed down on the ground by a huge pressure. Ma He was furious in his heart, roared, and supported the ground with a long knife in his hand and wanted to stand up, but where could he stand up?

With the sound of "pa" in the tent, Zhu Di, who was sitting in the tent, also sank all over. The big chair collapsed and rolled on the ground in a mess. Zhang Yu in the tent was so scared that he rushed up and wanted to help Zhu Di up. But he knew that Zhu Di's energy in his body was affected by the external world's vitality, and his body was ridiculously heavy. Even Zhang Yu, Zhu Di was a first-class general, so how could he move Zhu Di at all? The two looked at each other in a daze, shocked.

Biyouzi screamed and cheered, and a green light broke through the thick clouds and reached the extremely high sky. He held a green hairpin with his thumb and index finger. With a slight stroke, a blue light suddenly swept out. Suddenly, the clouds within three or five miles in front of him were swept away, revealing the hazy blue sky. Biyouzi arrogantly provoked: "Zhang Sanfeng, I heard that you are the most famous living god in the Ming Dynasty, so don't hide your head and tail, stand up for me."

Zhang Sanfeng clapped and flashed out from a broken cloud. He casually slapped the shiny Taoist robe on his body and looked at Biyouzi with a smile. "Where did you come from? I can't beat you, I won't fight you." Zhang Sanfeng spit out casually and tilted his head and smiled: "You are a scattered immortal. I, Zhang Madman, don't know what time he has cultivated. I guess the scattered immortal can't beat you."

Before Zhang Sanfeng could finish his words, Biyouzi was already proudly carrying his hands and sneered: "Since you know you are not my opponent, why do you still have to provoke? Could it be that you have found a powerful helper, so you suddenly became bolder?" He looked at Zhang Sanfeng sarcastically: "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that the famous Zhang Shenxian would also find someone to support me?"

Zhang Sanfeng twisted his face and smiled: "Haha, haha, your provocation is useless to the old crazy. In my life, some people say I am crazy, some people say I am thick-skinned, hehe, I don't care about Zhang Crazy. You have too many people, and it seems that there are several groups of them. I can't beat you Zhang Crazy. If you don't go to the whole world to find someone to find your bad luck, that's really crazy."

After reaching out and touching his waist for a long time, Zhang Sanfeng pulled out the Zhenwu Sword and said with a smile: "But although I am not the opponent of Sanxian, I have to gesture with Sanxian anyway. If it weren't for the spread of it, I said that I, Zhang Crazy, wouldn't dare to fight when I met, wouldn't this betrayal for the rest of my life? Hehe, little white-faced, you go on."

With a sneer, a golden light suddenly flashed. Zhang Sanfeng was like lightning, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed at Biyouzi hard on his head. A golden line appeared in the sky, and then a thick golden cloud squirted out from the golden line. It was Zhang Sanfeng's sword light. With a buzzing sound, the energy emitted was so huge that all the clouds within five miles were pushed away, revealing a round blue sky. In the underground military camp, countless soldiers were immediately exclaimed.

Biyouzi became excited for no reason. His eyes widened, and his handsome face suddenly became full of green mist. He shouted loudly: "Okay, Zhang Sanfeng, I will kill you for your life. Do you believe it?" The hairpin in his hand suddenly became longer, and a blue light later turned into a bright long sword as thin as a cicada's wing, three feet long and only one finger wide. Green light shot from the void a hundred feet away and gathered on the long sword. Biyouzi rebuked with a sharp rebuke, his figure flashed, and a sword that struck him head-on and slashed towards Zhang Sanfeng's Zhenwu sword energy.

‘Hehe, haha’, Zhang Sanfeng’s strange laughter sounded again in the air. Biyouzi raised his sword from his true energy, and suddenly slashed into the void. Zhang Sanfeng, who was rushing towards him fiercely, was simply a phantom. Biyouzi was so angry. When did he be fooled by someone like this? He saw a blue light sweeping across a hundred miles. In the loud "slam" sound, a corridor of hundreds of miles long and ten feet wide appeared in the sky, and the strong sunlight shone directly on the earth from there.

The wind sounded, and Cang Haisheng's nervous roar came over. A huge force thrust straight towards Biyouzi's heart. A "hissing" sound of breaking through the air came from the sky, and then it was like thunder. Biyouzi had no more energy to turn around at this moment, so he could only make a fuss in his heart, forcibly lifting a mouthful of true energy, and catching the shocking sword.

‘Swish’, ‘Wow’… Cang Haisheng’s desperate howl came over: “Zhang Sanfeng, are you a master of your generation?”

Blood splattered, and Biyouzi's back was split a half-foot deep and three-foot-long gap, and his entire upper body was almost split into two pieces. Biyouzi's shrill howls, and a slight blood squirted back towards the direction where Cang Haisheng was. The curse sound of Biyouzi's resentment sounded in the air: "Zhang Sanfeng, when I repair my body, I must slaughter you Wudang Mountain."

Cang Haisheng howled even more wildly: "Dare you hurt Biyouzi? We, the East Sea Sanxian, are endless, and wait and see. Your Dao Master, must I go to Hollow Island to invite the Ancestor Huanhong to come out and fight with you. Zhang Sanfeng, I will peel your skin, pick your bones, suck your blood, seal your Nascent Soul into magic weapons, and use the Nine Yin Nether Fire to train for 36 years, so that your soul will be scattered and you will never be reborn. You, you, your despicable guy, what kind of master are you?"

Zhang Sanfeng's voice sounded very aggrieved: "Oh, tsk tsk, why don't you group of scattered immortals have eyes? Is it Zhang Sanfeng who broke into Biyouzi? My old Fengzi's sword light is golden, and the sword just now is clearly blue sword light. Your eyes are not useful, right? Are you all blind? Alas!"

Fu Yunzi and the others also flew up. Dan Qingsheng and Fei Xian slowly floated forward and stood side by side with Cang Haisheng. Biyouzi, whose Yuanti was severely injured, twitched all over his body at this moment. He pulled out more than thirty jade bottles from his waist bag, as if he didn't need capital, and swallowed all the spiritual pills in the bottle. Fortunately, their scattered immortals were all formed by the Nascent Soul absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as the vitality did not dissipate, the body could be recovered. Otherwise, if an ordinary cultivator had suffered such a heavy blow, there would be no other way except for military exercises.

Cang Haisheng angrily scolded: "It's not that you, Zhang Crazy, are fighting against Biyouzi, how could he use his sword with all his strength to go out without any precautions?" At this moment, he felt sorry for his old friend's injuries, and his eyes glared out, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng's voice, jumping and cursing, where there was a little bit of the elegant demeanor of an immortal? He was just like a shrew cursing on the street.

Dan Qingsheng coughed and whispered: "The one who teases Brother Biyou is Zhang Sanfeng, and the one who draws the sword is Zhang Sanfeng. However, before Brother Biyou fights with him, someone uses the extremely clever magical power of Mustard Seed Qiankun to move Zhang Sanfeng away, and at the same time moves a very clever sword immortal behind Brother Biyou... But they don't seem to want to make enemies with us, so they still show mercy."

Biyouzi raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Danqing, what did you say? Isn't it cruel? Touch my back, me, I, I almost got fucked open. If I hadn't had my deep skills and had saved my energy and had enough spiritual pills on my body, I would have been scattered."

Fairy Fei saw Biyouzi scolding Dan Qingsheng, and couldn't help but feel cold in her pretty face and shouted in a low voice: "Don't forget that we are just scattered immortals, not real immortals. Our bodies are slightly stronger than ordinary practitioners. Look at the sword light of that person, at least for nearly a thousand years, if that sword pierces your purple palace, your soul would have been shattered long ago. Where can you speak? Humph, if you have the strength to quarrel, you might as well sit down and adjust your breath. There are very powerful masters among them, at least at level scattered immortals, so keep some energy for you."

Biyouzi was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously touched his forehead and couldn't help but feel a chill all over. He muttered in a low voice: "That's right, if that sword was not chopped down but stabbed straight in, I'm afraid I would... Hehe, hehe, they still dare not kill me, hahaha!" Biyouzi's face was full of ferociousness, and his face was full of green aura, which made him look like a ghost.

Fu Yunzi flew over and whispered: "Four, they still have hidden bodies. If you don't find them, would you still want them to continue to laugh at us?"

Dan Qingsheng, Fairy Fei looked at Fu Yunzi without saying a word, and floated a few feet a little away. The origin of Fu Yunzi is strange. His cultivation is very weak to Dan Qingsheng and the others, but Biyouzi and Cang Haisheng listen to him in everything. The other monks were almost obedient to him, so Dan Qingsheng and the other two didn't want to deal with him too much.

Cang Haisheng sneered: "How long can they hide? Du... the blue sea and blue sky are washed like a mirror." A blue bead about an inch wide flew out of his hand. The blue light shone in the radius of thirty miles was covered with blue magnificent blue, and a trace of cold air continued to emanate from the beads. With a "ding dong" sound, it was like ice chunks, and a crystal ripples emanated from the beads and swept quickly around.

With a 'hisper' sound, the reunited clouds were cleaned. With the 'kick' sound, an abnormal twist appeared in the air, which was a space of about two hundred feet in radius. Cang Haisheng laughed and pointed to the place and said, "Zhang Sanfeng, when can you hide? Dao Ye's 'Cang Haizhu', I'm going to see the heavens and the underworld. When can you hide?" Cang Haisheng's hand rubbed a few times, then threw his hands, and the ten-point blue bean-sized light shot towards the space.

With the sound of the bell, ripples appeared in the air. The empty sky twisted for a moment, as if a curtain had been opened, and dozens of figures suddenly flashed. At the front was Zhang Sanfeng, who was dirty, with a greasy face, and a smile on his face. Beside him was an old Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a rosy face and a long beard covering about three feet.

The old Taoist in the blue robe saw the ten shiny lights shooting near, and his hand trembled, and the sword lights were flying all over the sky, wrapping the lights inside. Cang Haisheng frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Explode." With a loud bang, the ten shiny lights of Cang Haisheng's refined Yin Lei suddenly exploded, shattering the sword lights, and falling down like rain.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled strangely, pointed to the old Taoist in blue robe and smiled, "Okay, okay, you are ugly, right? This is the old Taoist Lieyun, the leader of the Emei Sword Sect's 'Yi Sect'." He pulled over another old Taoist in white hair and was scattered around him and smiled, "This is the old Taoist in Panshi, the leader of the "Shen Sect" of Emei Sword Sect. Look, is his face always the same as stone?"

Several more people floated out behind Zhang Sanfeng. First, an old man who was so old that he was not human-shaped and had a vine stick in his hand squinted his eyes and said tremblingly: "Old man, the old man seems to remember my name is Wu Qi. What does the name mean?... You are Sanxian, the old man is a Earth Immortal. Our elder brother doesn't laugh at the second brother, and his level is similar... The old man is not energetic to fight. Why don't you take the opportunity to deduct a Sanxian from the side? Let's sit next to you and drink some tea and see how it's lively?"

Cang Haisheng sneered: "Just." But his heart was slightly shocked: "Is the Earth Immortal?... I cultivated the Yin God with my physical body and finally became an immortal. However, the magic tricks were too poor and could not ascend to heaven. Those who stayed in the world called the Earth Immortal, which was really the same level as us... But it doesn't matter, he only has one, I will kill him as soon as possible."

A young man with a cold look that looked like a thousand-year-old black ice, with a transparent face, covered with a faint ice crystal mist all over his body, said dryly: "I, the young man in Xuanwu Palace in Xiaotianshan, there is no need to tell you the name, you will all become dead anyway... I passed the tribulation in the early Song Dynasty, but I also practiced the sanxian. Who would fight me? I can send him to the underworld very responsibly." He glanced coldly at the left and right, and finally suddenly glared at Biyouzi. The corners of his mouth twitched, and sneered: "You are you, the easiest thing to kill, I will kill you."

The young man in Xuanwu Palace's eyes was so terrible. Biyouzi was at the moment when his skills were damaged, and he couldn't help but tremble.

A middle-aged old Taoist with red hair and beardless all over the red Taoist robe laughed wildly, patted the purple-red gourd on his waist, and suddenly two rays of light came out of his eyes: "I am the red horn of the Fire God Cave in the Flame Mountain. The young man from Xuanwu Palace invited me to travel to the Central Plains. I heard Zhang Fengdian say that there are fellow overseas people who are making trouble in the Central Plains. I come over to gesture with you. Hahaha, I like to burn people to ashes with torches the most. Hahaha, I am also a scattered immortal. When I fought with the young man in Xuanwu Palace, the heavenly tribulation fell, so the two of them practiced the scattered immortal at the same time, hahaha!"

Dan Qingsheng and Feixian looked at each other, and their hearts were sank. The barefoot and the young man in Xuanwu Palace looked like they were not easy to mess with, especially because they were both scattered immortals who were cultivated by Song Chu. Their cultivation time must be much longer than that of him. I am afraid that the two of them are not opponents. As for Wuqi, they look at least a thousand years old, and Cang Haisheng may not be able to deal with it!

Fu Yunzi cursed in a low voice: "How come those two trash people have asked Zhang Sanfeng to find so many experts in the world? They have been chasing Zhang Sanfeng for several months, but can't they kill him?" He bit his teeth tightly, his face full of anger and murderous intent. Biyouzi beside him couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard his words.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed again: "Forget it, there is no need to introduce the remaining two. They are brothers. When the old madman went to Mount Emei to make trouble and burn the mountains and torture the two sect leaders of the Emei Sword Sect, these two seniors Mi Liang and Mi An happened to be visiting Mount Emei. They were the daffodils who had attained the Daozhu Abyss on Wuzhuling in the southwest Wuzhuling... Hehe, although they are all evil ways and are not the result of the right way, it is enough to deal with you, the scattered immortals."

The two young men with graceful demeanor and beautiful appearances as if they were 28 virgins showed a smile and bowed slightly to Fu Yunzi and the others.

After smugly touching the beard on his face, Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward more than ten feet, pointed at Biyouzi and the others and shouted: "You go down and tell that boy Zhu Di, just say that if he withdraws his troops and returns to the city, I, Zhang Sanfeng, will try my best to ask for a reason in front of Zhu Yunwen, that bastard. In the future, Zhu Di's descendants will be kings for generations. The Yan Palace will never be allowed to rebel again, and the imperial court will never depose the Yan Palace. How about?"

Zhang Sanfeng shouted vigorously: "You are also a practitioner of Taoism. Do you not understand that together with swords and weapons, the world is in turmoil, the creatures are devastated, and the people are separated. This sin will eventually be counted on you?" He bowed deeply to this side with sincerity.

The old man Wuqi sighed, looked at the sky with his faint eyes and whispered: "You, after practicing Taoism for so long, can you still ask for a glory and wealth? What benefits can the Yan Palace give you? Should you be granted an official position? Or will you give you gold, silver and jewelry, beautiful girls? You are helping the Yan Palace to rebel today. How many soldiers and people have killed in the Yan Palace? This account will be counted on your head."

Fu Yunzi sneered all over and looked at Zhang Sanfeng and the others silently. Biyouzi, Cang Haisheng looked dissatisfied and raised his head to ignore it. Dan Qingsheng frowned, but Fairy Fei looked at the extremely arrogant and arrogant young man in Xuanwu Palace, gently pinched the magic trick with his fingers.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, and his whole body became extremely serious. He whispered: "In the battle of Zhending City, Geng Bingwen's army was massacred for 120,000 people, and countless seriously injured and disabled people. Have you ever thought of this sin? Now Li Jinglong has surrounded Yanjing City with a 500,000 army. If he attacks the city, how many will it be killed or injured? Yan Wang's Mansion returns to the army to rescue, regardless of the outcome, how many people will be killed or injured? Friends, the heavens are unpredictable, don't you do it too outrageously?"

Fu Yunzi finally sneered: "Zhang Sanfeng, you always say that the heart of heaven is the heart of heaven, the heart of man, the kindness, and the morality. Do you know what God thinks? Do you know what God wants to do? I said we must grant destiny to heaven, and we will assist the King of Yan, and we will accomplish great things and ascend the throne to the great treasure. Do you dare not believe it?... The people in the world are mediocre. If they are killed in the battle formation, they should die. Those who should not die will naturally not be damaged at all. Could it be that you can't see through this?"

"Zheng Zhu Di, the King of Yan, is loyal, gentle and gentle. He is the best in the world in the civil and military affairs. He is the one chosen by Tiande. What do you know? But I advise you to leave quickly and let me go to Yingtian Mansion. I advise Zhu Yunmin to give up the throne and let the King of Yan ascend the throne... The fate of Tiande is, you must not do something like a mantis arm to chariot. If you are sent to heaven for no reason, you will be sent to heaven and eventually lose your soul and will not die well."

Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that he patted his butt and cursed: "Okay, you an old Taoist priest. I said everything I said to the cow just now? Even if it is a stone, it's time to nod. You said you have to give the destiny, God has sent someone to talk to you? I don't know anything else. I only know that the world has just been pacified and the people still have to rest and recuperate, and I can't stand your troubles. You can see the bloodline of the people easily. I, Zhang Crazy, is also from the common people and knows the sufferings of the people."

He roared angrily: "Did you have forgotten the people of the world if you claim to be gods? You go and see, how many people will be killed and injured after a war? How many old parents, leaning on the threshold to look at their sons, but their flesh and blood have already died in the battlefield? Look, look... The battle will be together, nine out of ten families will be empty, and there will be farmers farming in the world? You are committing evil, committing evil. Go back and tell the King of Yan, withdraw your troops, and the world will be peaceful, otherwise I, Zhang Sanfeng, will I sacrifice my life and will be entangled with you to the end."

Danqingsheng was sweating all over his head, and he secretly glanced at his wife. Fairy Fei sneered and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with murderous aura. Danqingsheng shook his head helplessly and sighed silently. He had already pulled the brush behind the collar into his hand and was about to give it a try. Five to four, there was an injured Biyouzi here, and Danqingsheng was not optimistic about this battle.

Fu Yunzi raised his hands and floated forward leisurely for more than fifty feet. He stood less than ten feet away from Zhang Sanfeng, and said with a smile: "Why can't you persuade the emperor to give way? In this way, naturally there will be no war, right?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Fu Yunzi and sighed: "The old madman thought about this too, but Zhu Yunwen is a legitimate emperor after all. Although the old madman still has a little prestige among the people, why doesn't the emperor buy my account? The old madman promised the dead emperor again, no matter how he wanted to protect Zhu Yunwen's safety. This is what the old madman promised before, but..."

Fuyun suddenly laughed and said, "So that's it, but Zhenren Zhang is so busy because of his own reasons. It seems that it is not that we were trapped in the world, but that Zhenren Zhang is trapped in the world. Alas, I was illuminating the moon... But Zhenren Zhang is determined to plan for himself and still keeps saying the people. Isn't this a joke?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Fuyun with a red face and couldn't speak. The old man Wuqi suddenly spoke, and the vine stick in his hand sneered, sneering: "Little baby, where are you? Although the old man has no friendship with Zhang Zhenren, he has been traveling around the world for a long time, and the people have a blowjob. What kind of person is Zhang Sanfeng? What qualifications do you have to comment?...Du, your heart is like the bright moon, don't he be right or wrong?"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Sanfeng bowed long and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for your advice. My heart is like a bright moon. Do you care about pouring sewage on the old madman? Then Zhu Di is a tiger and wolf-like nature. If he was the emperor, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who will die well. The old madman was almost trapped by you, the old bull, with words. Haha, haha, I finally figured it out... No matter what the promise Zhu Yuanzhang made for the old madman, in short, as long as I am here, you don't want to make trouble and start a big fight."

With a 'sharp' sound, the Zhenwu sword spurted out from Zhang Sanfeng's fontanelle, and the golden light flashed, forcing Fu Yunzi to retreat far away.

The two old Taoist priests of the Tianli and Panshi shouted: "Disciples, let the overseas Taoists see the 'Ten Thousand Swords and Immortals Prison Formation' in Shushan."

The huge pressure appeared again, one round from the left and one round from the right, more than five hundred monks appeared from the clouds far away. Just in front of them, thousands of sword lights connected in the air head and tail according to a perfect circular trajectory, drawing a perfect circle. A trace of white energy swams, forming the shape of the Tai Chi diagram. The powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sucked in endlessly and merged into the huge circle. The "buzzing" sword sound shocked the world!

Fu Yunzi's face changed wildly, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, I forgot that you Central Plains monks are all alone. You... OK, Emei Yisect and Shensect, one day, they will settle the accounts with you, you can wait and see." His face was full of strange expressions.

Biyouzi had the strongest ferocious aura. When he saw the "Ten Thousand Swords Zhuxian Formation" appear, he suddenly felt a sense of anger in his heart. He didn't care about anything, and took out a green ring made of transparent materials from his belt, raised his hand and threw it out.

The whistling whistling of wind kept coming, and the white clouds in the sky were sucked in by the small ring. Gradually, a faint green light was emitted from the ring, and then the light became stronger and stronger. A powerful suction force began to drag Zhang Sanfeng and the others. In the end, the wind sounds made when the air around was absorbed was only comparable to the most terrifying hurricane. In the sky, with that ring as the eye of the wind, a hurricane was about to take shape.

Cang Haisheng grinned: "Are you many people? Look at me!" His blue bead flew out again, and thirty-six blue flying swords flew out of the beads, dancing all over the sky, like a small group of fish in the tropical ocean. Gradually, one turned two, two turned four, and in a moment, hundreds of thousands of small flying swords were already running back and forth in the air, forming a huge blue light curtain. Cang Haisheng shouted with a sharp reprimand, and a colorful little coral spurted out of his mouth. The colorful light shot out all over the sky and shot onto a small sword. The blue flying sword disappeared without a trace.

After the slight sound of "hissing", Cang Haisheng also disappeared.

The old man Wu Qi screamed: "Disciples of Emei, launch your formation to protect yourself... This is the most vicious 'Invisible Soul-Slaying Sword'. How many souls have they taken away from their ghosts to practice this damn sword technique?" He let out a long roar, and the vine stick in his hand flew out. A purple flying dragon with fangs and claws immediately rolled a circle in the air with thunder and fire in the sky, and countless purple thunder and lightning bombarded in all directions.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Biyouzi, Cang Haisheng suddenly made a move, and he immediately became angry. Regardless of his fault, he slashed at the ring that was crazily absorbing the air around him with one sword.

Biyouzi's face was full of green light, and he sneered: "I don't know what's alive, do you know how big the gap is?" He glared suddenly, and a huge air bomb suddenly spurted out of the small inconspicuous ring, and "boom" bombarded the Zhenwu Sword with a loud bang.

With a loud "boom", the air bomb exploded violently. Dan Qingsheng, Fei Xianzi was not ready to take action. The two of them were closest to each other and had been blown away by the explosion of air waves. Zhang Sanfeng was the first to be the first to be the one who was shocked. The Zhenwu Sword was shaken away, and his body shook and flew backwards.

Wu Qi screamed: "Zhang Zhenren, you don't have any magic weapon, and your Taoism is not as good as him. Don't fight with him. This guy, leave it to the young man in Xuanwu Palace to deal with... Go and clean up the group of little guys behind, 'Wan Lei Jue'... stinky brat, come out for me." More thicker and denser lightning emitted from his purple light dragon. The lightning gathered into a large net, and surrounded him, trying to force the disappearing Canghaisheng out.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. The two sect masters of the Yisect of the Emei Sword Sect shouted, and rushed towards the group of overseas monks behind Fu Yunzi with dozens of invited colleagues behind him. The sword lights flashed in the sky and had already reached Fu Yunzi and the heads. The two brothers Mi Liang and Mi An followed a wave of water to Dan Qingsheng and Fei Xian, pointing at a snow-white ruler and looking at them silently.

After a long time, Mi Liang suddenly said, "If you don't take action, our brothers won't take action. If you dare to take action, we will use the 'Wanqing Soft Water Cover' left by Tianshui Xuanmu to collect your soul."

Dan Qingsheng, Fairy Fei was shocked, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to move. Fairy Fei murmured the name: "Tianshui Xuanmu." Her face was full of anger and depression.

Countless golden flying swords suddenly appeared in the sky, forming two huge turtle and snake phases. With Zhang Sanfeng's roar like anger like thunder, it gathered into a huge golden light and blasted towards Fu Yunzi's body. Zhang Sanfeng scolded: "The old madman can't beat Sanxian, can you deal with you?... The old Taoist priest, don't hide, take your grandpa's sword."

Fu Yunzi looked at Zhang Sanfeng's sword expressionlessly, and slowly stretched out his right hand. He murmured in a low voice: "Oh, it would be great if he could use all his strength."

The monks overseas also released sword lights and greeted the sword lights of the monks led by Rising the Sky and Panshi. Everyone knew that the decisive factor in today's battle was to see the result of the competition between several immortals. Even if they fought to the death, it would be useless. So everyone just kept entangled with the sword light, and did not use the magic weapon of vital energy to practice. In the sky, they saw various long rainbows flying thorns coming and going, strangling each other, and a little bit of light fell down randomly, looking extremely exciting, but it was the most dangerous.

The balance was quickly broken. Old man Wuqi was competing with Canghaisheng, and Biyouzi had already found the young man in Xuanwu Palace, Mi Liang, Mi An and Dan Qingsheng, and looked at each other, and there was a Chijiao Taoist who was free to come out on the side of Zhang Sanfeng.

Red horns covered in red light laughed loudly, as if they saw their favorite treasure, and slapped the purple-red gourd around their waists and rushed over. He laughed wildly: "Be good, are you fighting flying swords? I like to compete with flying swords the most. No matter what kind of flying swords you have, you will turn into a waste when you get burned by the Jiutian Xin Fire. Hahaha, I set fire to you. Boy from Emei, boy who comes with me, be careful, put away the flying swords, put away." He suddenly pulled open the plug of his gourd, and suddenly a black flame spurted out of the gourd with a "bangla" sound.

The black flame swept towards the sword light in the sky with the whistling sound of the strong wind. The sky, Panshi and the others were shocked and quickly put away their flying swords. The Chijiao was afraid that the flame would not have enough power. He plucked up his energy and sprayed it into the black fire ball in one breath. Suddenly, the range of the flames suddenly expanded more than a hundred times, surrounding the more than 30 overseas monks, up, down, left and right, and had no way to escape.

As Chijiao said, his Nine Heavens Heart Fire is extremely powerful. The flying swords forged by hardware elites were immediately turned into molten iron as soon as they touched his flame. No matter how spiritual you are, you will turn into waste when you encounter this thing.

Chijiao laughed wildly with pride, rubbed his hands, and countless Mars spread out. He roared, "Come on, try your Dao Master's Nine Nether Thunder Shar." With a 'bang', countless red Mars rolled over to the overseas monks with pale flames. Each Mars rose in the wind and finally turned into a fire ball the size of a scattered bulb, making waves of thunder, fighting against the overseas monks. "Boom Boom Boom", Mars exploded one after another, and suddenly the entire fire ball turned into a lava hell.

Biyouzi screamed: "Chijiao, dare you?!" With a wave of his hand, a strange and powerful wind pillar immediately spewed out from the ring that absorbed countless air, with a roar that made people's internal organs burst, rolled towards Chijiao.

"Ding ding dong dong", a crystal clear ice wall suddenly appeared in the air. The young man from Xuanwu Palace had already stopped Biyouzi, and he said coldly: "I said, I want you to die, is Biyouzi? You are dead." Once the powerful wind pillar hit the very thin ice wall, it exploded into a shattered wind and waves, and there was no more power. The powerful anti-shock power made Biyouzi tremble all over and involuntarily retreat more than ten feet. The young man from Xuanwu Palace also shook his body, groaned, and retreated seven or eight feet apart.

The old man Wu Qi smiled so hard that his mouth couldn't close: "Little guy who hides his head and shrinks his tail, come out, let the Ten Thousand Swords Zhuxian Prison Formation hit you, and see if five hundred people work together to kill you? Haha, look, we have one more person, but we have taken a big advantage."

Suddenly, countless blue lights flashed in the sky, and those lights shot at the old man Wuqiu like sharp arrows. The old man laughed, and his hair suddenly became a long and old elder. With a "whistle" sound, his hair turned into something like a cocoon, wrapping his whole body inside. It was obviously just human hair, but it emitted a metallic luster. Once the blue light hit it, it immediately bounced out.

The disciples of the Emei Sect who were controlling the Wanjian Zhuxian Formation were cheap. They saw the place where the blue light appeared and shouted at the same time. Suddenly, the huge Tai Chi diagram was spinning wildly. A huge sword light that was more than ten feet thick and extremely bright came out of the Tai Chi diagram and shot towards the void. The whole world trembled, and five hundred people took action at the same time. How much energy did they absorb in the heaven and earth? On the ground, the barracks of Zhu Di's army were shaking wildly, and the tents fell down one after another.

With a 'boom', a curse of anger came from the air: "I'll fight with you... The world changes, the sun, moon and stars change, with my Nascent Soul, the heaven and earth split." A huge triangle golden light appeared in the air. In the daytime, more than a dozen famous stars who were famous for the fierce attacks and battles emerged from the sky. A series of colorful lights shot down from the stars and gathered in the triangle golden light. Suddenly the triangle golden light became colorful and looked very beautiful.

The old man Wu Qi screamed in surprise: "You're not alive?"

With a sniffle, the golden light hit the old man Wuqiu. Cang Haisheng, whose hair was disheveled and his face was strangely red, suddenly flashed out of his body. The huge sword light had approached his body. How could he dodge? His eyes broke open, and little by little with blue blood spurted out from the corners of his eyes and melted into the air.

The sword light hit his body, and the formation set by the five hundred monks was something that Cang Haisheng could not bear no matter what. He had no chance to escape, and he was blown to pieces, his soul was scattered, and his magic weapons were all turned into ashes by the huge sword light.

The disciples of the Emei Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as they smiled, countless invisible sword lights shot towards them around them. They had just relaxed their true energy, so where did they notice this? Especially their own cultivation was too fragile compared to Cang Haisheng. The invisible sword lights penetrated their bodies mercilessly, bringing out azure blood columns. The Emei disciples screamed, and their bodies were quickly dyed blue, and then they digested into the air as if ice was melting.

The invisible sword light shot in the air, and the Emei disciples disappeared one by one, and the situation was so terrible, as if he was hell. The monks who Zhang Sanfeng was looking for could not help but fly towards the other side, led by Lietian and Panshi, flew out of their own sword light, ready to resist the invisible sword energy and save the remaining disciples. The old Taoist Lietian shouted in anger: "What a vicious bastard, he is going to have a breath before he dies, and he is going to harm others... It turns out that he is an evil demon heretic, and he is not worth jealous."

The triangular golden light had already slashed heavily on the shield of the old man Wu Qi. The old man Wu Qi groaned, and countless golden lights burst out of his body. He roared wildly: "Take the sky as armor, the earth as the helmet... Nine Nether Armor Techniques! Heaven, earth, sun, and moon, moving!" Thirteen old man Wu Qi appeared in the air, leaving a phantom to resist the golden lights, and the other twelve phantoms frantically flew out around.

The power of a scattered immortal is of course terrifying. Old man Wu Qi is also a person at the level of a scattered immortal. Where can he take it?

‘Boom’, the triangle golden light completely exploded, and the old man Wuqiu’s clone had not had time to turn into a shadow, and all the thirteen phantoms were affected. With a "wow", his figure gathered again, spitting out a mouthful of white blood that day, swaying, and flew hard towards the ground with a hard time.

When Biyouzi saw that Cang Haisheng was killed, he immediately let out a howl like a devastating person. His whole face became twisted. His hands were pinching the magic tricks desperately. A series of colorful lights shot down from the sky and gathered in his hands. A green sword-shaped light with a cold air appeared in front of him. Biyouzi howled: "The Demon Broken Heart... the Great Technique of Burning Heaven." With a 'sweep', his body suddenly shrank in half. The sword-shaped light shot towards the young man in Xuanwu Palace with a "dongdong" heartbeat.

With a buzzing sound, the space where the green sword light passed was a little distorted, and everything around it became hazy. Biyouzi smiled sly: "I will exchange half of my Taoism for your life."

The young man in Xuanwu Palace bit his teeth hard, and suddenly the sound of "pa" shattering in his mouth. He was also a proud and arrogant person, how could he bear this stimulation? He quickly calculated that none of his magic weapons could withstand this level of attack. He couldn't help but make a fuss and also made a strange spiritual technique, screaming: "The Xuanwu divides and freezes the world... Look at my secret legend of Gonggong Clan, Hong Tao breaks the sky!"

If Li Feng was present, he would definitely scream. This move Hong Tao Potian was one of the supreme spells he had learned in Xiao Huantian.

‘Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa’, amid the strange sound, the young man in Xuanwu Palace also shrank half. He rushed half of the spiritual energy that constituted his body into the spiritual technique. Suddenly, layers of slight water waves rolled out from his body, becoming bigger and bigger. In an instant, it was as if the Milky Way was spraying out from the nine heavens. Numerous silver waves rushed towards Biyouzi with a rolling roar...

There was an indescribable loud noise, and everyone around was blown up.

Biyouzi's whole body was shattered, and only a strand of residual soul was left. A gust of cold wind was rolled up, and he flew towards the East China Sea with a crazy roar and cursing. The young man in Xuanwu Palace only had one head left but still maintained his original shape. His body below his neck was also blown to pieces...

The old Taoist Chijiao exclaimed: "You can't die from the little miscellaneous clums of Gonggong, otherwise who else can I fight with Zhurong Chijiao?" He rolled up the fire clouds in the sky, wrapped the remaining head of the young man in Xuanwu Palace, and roared: "Zhang Sanfeng, there is nothing I can do, I can't help you, I want to help this kid... If he dies, the old monsters in Xuanwu Palace must rush out of the seal to harm the world... Be good, keep your eyes open, don't get angry."

In an instant, life and death in the sea, the old man Wuqi was seriously injured, the wandering son was in ruins, and the young man in Xuanwu Palace was almost completely destroyed... It was a long story, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye.

The old Taoist Chijiao ran away with the remaining soul of the young man in Xuanwu Palace, and the power in the field was immediately restored to balance. The overseas monks who were burned to rectify their formation and continued to rush towards the disciples of Mount Emei with great momentum; Mi Liang and Mi An were still with Dan Qingsheng, and Fei Xian looked at the small eyes. When both sides saw the miserable appearance of the four scattered immortals, they did not dare to take action randomly.

Zhang Sanfeng's sword light had not yet fallen on Fu Yunzi's head. He saw that the changes in the field were so fast that neither of them could react.

Seeing that Cang Haisheng was completely finished, Biyouzi also became a complete waste. Fu Yunzi was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped around. He howled wildly, and a miserable green light shot out in his eyes: "Zhang Sanfeng, it's all you, it's all you... If you didn't jump around and invite people all over the world, how could it become like this?...I, I'm going to kill you!"

With a "splash", a green jade pendant worn by Fu Yunzi's chest exploded, and a layer of vitality covering his body was quietly unveiled. His originally bare head immediately grew dark hair, and his face instantly changed, turning into an extremely handsome young man. With a "splash", a huge wave of air curled out from Fu Yunzi's body, and a green energy enveloped Fu Yunzi. The huge pressure made everyone tremble.

The 'sharp' sound was loud, and before Zhang Sanfeng's Zhenwu sword could approach Fu Yunzi, he was already shocked by the wave of air.

The old man Wu Qi who forced himself to fly into the sky again screamed: "Impossible... The method of fake death escape from the sky... You, you, you, you, you..." The old man Wu Qi was so scared that he couldn't even speak. He roared: "Mi Liang, Mi An, if you don't want to die, kill him for me. He, he, he is not a cultivator, he is a demon cultivator, he is a person of the demon, he, he..."

Mi Liang and Mi An were trembling all over, and Mi Liang screamed: "Fake it dead and escape to the sky?"

Mi An also trembled: "He, he, damn it!...Where did he come out?"

Dan Qingsheng and Fei Xian also looked fearful and quickly avoided hundreds of feet of distance. The overseas monks and righteous Taoists took action at the same time this time, and countless sword lights and magic weapons smashed towards Fu Yunzi indiscriminately. A casual cultivator in the South China Sea screamed: "Fu Yun, you, you are actually a demon cultivator. You, you, you, it's a pity that we have been with each other for more than two hundred years. Are you wronged us?"

Fu Yunzi grinned and slowly pulled out a heavy nine-ring sword, shook slightly, and a hundred-foot green light shot out from the blade. On the nine copper rings, a wolf howled suddenly. He smiled: "I just want to see the prosperity of the Central Plains. You idiots, you stupid, can you blame me?... Hahaha, you are all idiots. I'm just taking advantage of this incident to come to the Central Plains to see the scenery... Haha, hehe, hehe!"

The heavy sword swung, and the magic weapon and flying sword shot from the sky hit him hard. With a crisp sound of "Gla", his Nine-ring Sword was shattered. Hundreds of monks present took action at the same time. Even if he was powerful, he could not resist such a terrible power.

A trace of green blood hung on the corner of Fu Yunzi's mouth, and he whispered: "Zhang Sanfeng, no matter what, if you want to kill you first, the world will be peaceful. Hehe, hehe." He ignored the more sword lights and rolled towards him, his body fluttering like a ghost, and grabbed Zhang Sanfeng's Tianling Gai with one claw.

A white brocade rolled up in the sky, wrapped around Zhang Sanfeng's waist, and moved him three feet wide. It was Fei Xianzi who took action. She whispered: "You, Zhang Sanfeng, are not a good thing, but no matter how you say it, you can't die under the hands of a demonic person!"

Fu Yunzi failed to hit him and immediately fled far away, and a series of green fire went far towards the east sky.

The whole sky suddenly became quiet, and the people on both sides felt very embarrassed. The camps of both sides were different, but they took action to deal with Fu Yunzi at the same time, especially those overseas monks who were familiar with Fu Yunzi, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Gradually, those overseas monks gathered behind the fairy Fei, and at this moment, they were the two of them with the highest skills.

After looking at the monks of the Central Plains who also gathered, Fairy Fei opened her mouth and was about to speak, when a sudden change occurred.

A blue light, a black light burst into the distance from the horizon, and a heavy voice roared: "Zhang Sanfeng, where are you running?"

After the loud "boom" sound, in front of so many masters, the two lights gave Zhang Sanfeng a fierce blow, which made Zhang Sanfeng squirt blood. Yun Zu couldn't stand it and fell down. The two lights made a shocking laugh, which could not tolerate Mi Liang at all. Mi An took action to stop him and flew out.
Chapter completed!