Kunwu sword pierced deeply into the phantom's head.

Everyone's breathing could not help but stagnate.

"Hahaha... useless... you can't kill me!"

Suddenly, the phantom burst into laughter, and the gravel that was imprisoned on her body fell down piece by piece!

"Even Chi You was unable to do anything to me back then. How could you, a half-time junior, kill me!"

Bang

The phantom stretched out his hand and took Yan Ning on his head!

puff!

Yan Ning suffered a heavy blow and vomited blood on the spot and fell to the ground.

The attacks just now contained all the power of Yan Ning, which made him a little fragile.

Or...failed to succeed?

Everyone showed despair expressions on their faces.

However, at this time, everyone noticed the smile on Yan Ning's face lying in the ruins!

"You...why are you laughing?" Phantom was a little scared for some reason.

What am I afraid of?

That boy obviously cannot have the power to kill me!

But...why did he laugh!

"Haha...haha!"

The phantom's smile gradually restrained, replaced by Yan Ning's laughter.

"Bastard, why are you laughing at?"

The phantom felt depressed when he heard this, raised his fist again, trying to give Yan Ning a last blow!

However, when everyone was about to rescue Yan Ning, the phantom's fist suddenly stopped in mid-air!

"This...how is this possible..."

The phantom muttered to himself, and an incredible expression gradually appeared on his face!

Yan Ning slowly got up from the ruins.

Facing the huge phantom, Yan Ning was as small as a grain of sand and dust in front of him, but at this moment, the phantom no longer dared to underestimate the sand and dust.

He felt very uncomfortable and painful, as if the heavenly spirit cap had been opened and sand was poured into his mind.

"Who said... to kill you, you must use the power of Zixu?"

Dragging his almost broken body, Yan Ning stood upright.

Under everyone's eyes, Yan Ning raised his hand and then slowly clenched it.

On the Phantom's head, the Kunwu sword that had not been pulled out, a red flame suddenly burned from its sword grid!

boom

Since the Kunwu Sword, pure anode fire began to spread around, and a circle of fire almost instantly enveloped the phantom from head to toe!

The huge phantom has turned into a huge fire ball!

"ah"

The phantom knelt on the ground in pain, trying to wipe out the flames on his body, but no matter how hard he tried, the flames could not be extinguished!

The ancient demon god was so embarrassed at this time. Under such struggle, the phantom's arm broke with a bang!

The arm like a skyscraper fell to the ground, instantly turning into countless energy dissipated, and these energy did not return to the phantom like before!

On the contrary, it was directly burned by Yan Ning's pure anode fire mixed with the power of Zi Xu!

“It’s so…so amazing.”

Everyone looked at this scene and didn't know what to say.

"Impossible...I am an ancient demon...How could I be defeated by a junior...I..."

The phantom knelt on the ground and roared unwillingly, but his roar seemed extremely hysterical.

Soon, the previous aggressive phantom was burned to pieces by the pure anode!

Xuanyuan Potian spent his natal power, and all the ancestors summoned were defeated by Yan Ning!

At this time, the phantom disappeared, and Xuanyuan Potian knelt on the ground weakly.

Kunwujian returned to Yan Ning's side, turned into a white-clad Han Xiaoqi, and supported Yan Ning and said, "Uncle Yang, don't you worry, right?"

"I'm fine..."

Yan Ning shook his head, but his body couldn't help but shake.

At this time, the power in his body was already deficient, his body was like an empty shell, and his meridians seemed to have not had a drop of water flowing through the dry river channel for a long time.

The Sumeru Ring is releasing spiritual energy, but it has little help to Yan Ning. After experiencing this battle, Yan Ning wants to recover, but it is afraid that it will take a long time to rest.

The power of Zixu completed their mission and began to float away from Yan Ning's body. The purple light flew towards the sky. The scene was very beautiful.

Xu Huaqi looked at the purple light spots in the sky, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

These light spots represent Xu Zixu. Their departure means that Xu Zixu will die forever.

Even though the relationship between Xu Huaqi and Xu Zixu is not deep, Xu Huaqi still can't help but feel sad.

Qingdi and others also landed one by one, standing on the edge of the ruins.

"Xiao Qi, help me over."

With the help of Han Xiaoqi, Yan Ning came to Xuanyuan Potian.

Pei Ye, Bai Ke and others also surrounded him.

There was a golden golden sword inserted in Xuanyuan Potian's hand. The words carved by Yang Yun on the golden sword were extremely eye-catching.

Xuanyuan Potian gradually regained consciousness and knew what had just happened.

Facing the people around him, he knew in his heart that the situation was hopeless and that his many years of plans would be ruined today.

"Xuanyuan Potian, in the previous life, you were my defeated general, and you still haven't changed in this life."

"I won't give you this time."

Xuanyuan Potian smiled bitterly, not feeling regretful, but just feeling sorry.

"Stubborn."

Yan Ning shook his head and sighed.

Xuanyuan Potian brought him too many disasters. In the past, when Yan Ning was unable to resist, countless people died because of Xuanyuan Potian.

Now Yan Ning has the power to kill Xuanyuan Potian, but when facing him, Yan Ning no longer has the interest in killing him.

Such a person would be too cheap to kill him.

What's more, Bai Ke is still by his side, Yan Ning doesn't know if he should give Bai Ke a chance.

Pei Ye patted Bai Ke on the back and signaled her to come forward to speak.

Bai Ke hesitated for a moment and finally turned his back.

Even the love between father and daughter has disappeared after Xuanyuan Potian did so many things.

Bai Ke also knew in her heart that she would not be able to stop everyone from killing Xuanyuan Potian.

However, the tears that were shed in her eyes seemed to be announcing Bai Ke's pain.

Looking at Bai Ke's back, Xuanyuan Potian put away his wry smile, and there seemed to be a trace of regret in his eyes.

This kind of regret seems so pale and powerless in this ruins.

Suddenly, he pulled out the golden sword from the ground!

When everyone was about to protect Yan Ning and Bai Ke, Xuanyuan Potian inserted the golden sword into his dantian!

Blood... dripped to the ground along Xuanyuan Potian's hands.

The spiritual energy began to spread around. The commander of the Jinwu Guard, Xuanyuan Potian, who was in power in the Zixu Empire, gradually lost his light in his eyes. Xuanyuan Potian hung his hands weakly.

There is no heroic spirit of laughing to the sky, no determination to die on the battlefield, and no struggle to fight back before death.
Chapter completed!