Hearing Gao Yangsong's sarcasm, Xiao Pingsheng smiled faintly.

"Yeah?"

"The bloodline of the Holy Dragon is indeed extraordinary, and the way of the Holy King can really surprise me. However, in my opinion, you are just a little dragon at best. What you are doing now is just lingering."

"You can try to keep fighting and see how long your dragon-protecting sword formation can last."

Gao Yangsong remained silent and quickly mobilized the spiritual power of the Panlong Guards.

Under his transformation of the Holy King's Way, the Dragon Guard Sword Formation was indeed able to defend with ease, but all the time, he and the Panlong Guards were in a passive defensive position, and it was too difficult to attack.

It's easy for Xiao Pingsheng to attack.

The Demonic Sword Lotus is his natal magic weapon. He only needs to control those Demonic Black Swords to attack. In comparison, their situation is much more difficult.

No matter how much Holy King Dao mobilizes his spiritual power, the cultivation level of a single Panlong Guard is still unable to compete with Xiao Pingsheng. The twenty-four Panlong Guards must welcome attacks that may come in front of them at any time, and at the same time, they must also coordinate with their teammates.

, the mental effort consumed is definitely much greater than Xiao Ping's life.

No one's body is made of iron, even a well-trained Panlongwei cannot maintain absolutely perfect movements for a long time.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the Dragon Guard Sword Formation was already showing signs of fatigue.

Gao Yangsong was also in a state of mental and physical exhaustion, and his face was as pale as paper.

They could not hold on for another quarter of an hour.

But at least those demon black swords have all been folded under the Dragon Guard Sword.

It looks like a victory for them, but it's not.

What they destroyed was just the Demonic Black Sword. Xiao Pingsheng had the original body of the Demonic Sword Lotus in his hand, and the Demonic Black Sword would soon grow back.

Because of this, what is now in front of Gao Yangsong and others is Xiao Pingsheng, who has thousands of demonic black swords behind him.

While fighting with them, Xiao Pingsheng once again gathered so many demonic black swords!

Xiao Pingsheng looked at Gao Yangsong with a smile.

"Your Majesty, do you want to continue?"

…

There was a dead silence in the ranks of the Tiandao Alliance.

Too much happened on the battlefield today.

Xiao Pingsheng first defeated the top masters of the Tiandao Alliance, then broke through the Canglangmen Canglang Sword Formation, and now even the legendary Dragon Guard Sword Formation was defeated by him.

The most terrifying thing is that Xiao Pingsheng now seems to be unharmed, as if just one action has the power to destroy everything.

He is a demon god.

A devil that is difficult to defeat.

Except for a young girl who had just woken up and was muttering to herself in shock, everyone else fell into silence.

Yu Luoxia and others sat next to Bei Mingxiu, with dejected expressions on their faces.

Bei Mingxiu was still wrapped in clear water at this time, but he had already opened his eyes.

With Ye Xinglu's elixir and emergency treatment, although his dantian was completely empty, he had at least regained his basic ability to move.

When he broke free from the layer of water and stood up, everyone else was awakened.

Ye Xinglu was the first to break the calm: "I thought you had woken up a long time ago. Is it interesting to pretend to be asleep?"

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu's expression was fair, Yuan Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a surge in her heart.

A stone was then put down.

Su Lanting smiled and said, "As long as it's okay."

Yu Luoxia didn't speak, but the cloud on her face became much lighter.

None of them looked very pretty.

Bei Mingxiu looked at the ugly faces of Yu Luoxia and others, and shook his head helplessly when he thought of the scene that Tianren Dao had discovered earlier.

He prides himself on being extremely determined, but he still cannot calm down in front of the current Xiao Pingsheng.

Xiao Pingsheng's momentum and cultivation were simply too strong.

He didn't want to adjust the depressing atmosphere. He was just observing Xiao Pingsheng and thinking about how to defeat Xiao Pingsheng.

This behavior is of course unrealistic. If he could easily come up with a way to defeat Xiao Pingsheng, Linya Zhenren and others would not be defeated so miserably. Moreover, even if he came up with it, he would not have the ability to implement it.

But he still planned to observe and think about it.

He had always believed that he would face off against powerful men above the ninth level in the future, and today was a rare opportunity.

As for the outcome of "I will die here today", he selectively ignored it.

Always have hope and keep working hard. This is what he has understood since he started living in Pingyuan Village.

As long as you don't die now, everything will continue.

…

On the grassland, Gao Yangsong's face returned to calm, and he looked directly into the sky at Xiao Pingsheng, who looked like a devil coming to the world.

Twenty-four Panlong guards stood beside him, all of them looking solemn.

Obviously, they don't intend to bow their heads.

Xiao Pingsheng smiled and sighed in his heart.

He originally wanted to overwhelm Gao Yangsong's self-confidence and dignity and make him his puppet to control the court, but he still underestimated this man with a bad reputation.

Gao Yangsong usually seems to be carefree and doesn't care about anything, but when the responsibilities he should bear come, he will never run away.

Such Gao Yangsong, even if he was completely defeated, still looked as proud as a winner.

Since we can't force him to bow his head, we can only really kill him.

Even if there were some disturbances in his plan to control the human world this time, he would still want to avoid long nights and dreams.

More than a thousand demonic black swords were pointed directly at Gao Yangsong, with murderous intent clearly revealed.

The blades of the twenty-four dragon-protecting knives were facing each other tit for tat. They should have been majestic, but now they looked so tragic.

Everyone looked at this tragic scene.

Gao Yangsong is about to die under Xiao Pingsheng's sword.

Everyone on the grassland now is a witness.

…

Bei Mingxiu's hands were tightly clenched, but he soon loosened them.

He smiled and said, "It's okay."

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves.

Yuan Xue was the first to ask: "What do you mean it's okay?"

Bei Mingxiu pointed to the east and said, "Someone is coming over there."

Yu Luoxia and others looked at the smile on Bei Mingxiu's face and felt much calmer.

They all know that if Gao Yangsong is in danger, Bei Mingxiu must be extremely worried. But if he can show such a sincere smile now, Gao Yangsong will definitely be fine.

They all looked to the east, and at this glance, they understood everything.

There, a group of people came to the grassland without knowing when.

The old man at the head had white beard and hair, and his face was as old as the pitted bark of an old tree. However, his figure was tall and burly, and he was more attractive than some middle-aged men.

Beside him, there was an equally old man named Qiu Fengchun.

Behind Qiu Fengchun, five people stood out.

Those five people are also extremely famous figures in the human world.

The blond man with small eyes is Shen Buhuan, the master of Liujin Hall.

Next to Shen Buhuan, the master of Qingmu Hall, Mu Dansheng, had a serious face, but could not hide his gentleness.

Chu Qingle, the master of Bishui Hall, looks like a hibiscus in blue clothes and blue skirt. Although it is pleasing to the eye, the murderous aura emanating from his body is enough to scare people away.

Li Zhen, the leader of the Fierce Fire Hall, seemed to have a fighting spirit burning in his eyes as he strode forward, but he never put too much distance between himself and the others, let alone walked in front of Qiu Fengchun.

The last woman walking quietly was Qiu Yesi, the master of Houtu Hall.

The heads of the five halls of the Tiandao Alliance are all here.

Among the large troops behind the Five Hall Masters, there were also many faces that Xiao had found familiar throughout his life.

They are all important figures in famous sects, and most of them participated in the battle to annihilate the Demon Altar.

With so many world-famous and important people willing to walk behind that burly old man, there is no need to guess the identity of the old man.

No matter who you are, when you first see this old man, you will not think that he is just an ordinary old man.

But the old man himself thinks that he is ordinary, only extraordinary at certain times.

Just like now, he should become that extraordinary existence.

The burly old man slowly stretched out his hand.

Behind him, everyone stood calmly, without a single discordant sound coming out.

They gathered here because of the presence of the burly old man.

Just like when Yuan Fang launched a rebellion in Zhongzhou City, as long as the old man returns from the ordinary old life to the extraordinary life, he only needs to call and there will be hundreds of responses.

The burly old man stood still on the spot, looking like he was standing on a mountain range.

Linya Zhenren wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed his hands in salute.

In front of this person, he, the master of the Canglang Sect, could only stand back.

The old man nodded slightly towards Linya Zhenren.

His eyes fell on Xiao Pingsheng, surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his eyes returned to cloudy.

"I didn't expect to be able to see Dacheng's Dahuatian demonic energy."

After the burly old man said these words calmly, his powerful momentum was naturally revealed, directly and cleanly overpowering the pressure of the Demonic Sword Formation.

The dead silence in the Tiandao Alliance team disappeared instantly, and was replaced by excited cheers.

Just showing his body shape can make everyone in the Tiandao Alliance wake up from the silence of death and despair without any words. The burly old man is, and can only be, the leader of the Tiandao Alliance, Shen Yuxi.

It is the tallest and most majestic mountain range in the human world. As long as this mountain range stands in front of you, no evil heretic can cross the line.
Chapter completed!