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1549 Holy Fall

boom!

This punch hit the spiritually powerful hand firmly, like a spark hitting the earth, and it was earth-shattering.

The powerful spiritual hand suddenly shattered, and terrifying air waves surged, spreading crazily in all directions. There was no grass growing wherever it passed, and the Elephant Trunk Slope unexpectedly sank three inches.

Rub rub rub rub!

Blood flowed from the corner of Tian Xuanzi's mouth, and he took three steps back, each step leaving a footprint of ten inches. When he stopped, his legs had sunk into the ground to his knees.

Although he finally broke through at the critical moment, after all, he had just broken through and made a hasty move. It was quite difficult to receive a full blow from Han Wuyang, a strong man in the second level of Shengwu, and injuries were inevitable.

But the smile on his face continued to spread. He stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky. He laughed loudly as if he was embracing the whole world. He let the blood from the corner of his mouth spill onto his clothes and faced death. He finally did it.

.

Tianjizi's face looked pleased, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker. If he didn't have to worry about his image, he would have laughed out loud at this moment.

It was done, it was finally done, and this made his anxious heart finally return to its true state, so he did not notice Han Wuyang's livid face and the flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Pi Yitian's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears, and he was shocked and envious in his heart. He didn't expect that Tian Xuanzi not only received this palm, but was also able to break through on the spot, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

Especially when he thought about the fact that he would receive a palm from Tianjizi as promised later, he couldn't help but feel terrified. If it wasn't in front of so many people, he would have wanted to run away.

For Han Wuyang, nothing is more important than his own face. Tian Xuanzi made him lose face. He deliberately delayed the time just to kill him in public, but he did not expect that this bastard not only did not die, but also died.

He broke through through the pressure he put on him.

How could he, who had always shown his teeth in retribution, endure this? Tian Xuanzi must die.

Therefore, in full view of everyone, with everyone in shock, envy, and admiration, he violated the agreement without any regard for face and brazenly launched a second attack.

As a strong man in the Holy Martial Realm, what is the most powerful attack? There is no doubt that it is the power of the divine soul.

A phantom of a soul as solid as substance suddenly left the body, and like a white horse passing through a gap, it instantly crossed the distance of space, appeared in front of the unprepared Tian Xuanzi, and grabbed his head.

"You dare!"

Tian Jizi's smile froze on his face, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar with anger and anger, and disappeared in a flash.

Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and he did not expect that Han Wuyang would suddenly kill him without regard to face. At this time, it was too late for him to save him. He felt inexplicable grief and anger, and for the first time in his life, he had a murderous intention that was so strong that he could not conceal it.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Han Wuyang, as the Supreme Elder of the Holy Sect and a strong man in the Holy Martial Realm, would be so shameless, go back on his words, and kill people violently.

Even Jiang Wenjian, who had always been friends with him, felt strong dissatisfaction in his heart. Is this old guy crazy? He dared to risk the disapproval of the world and openly break the contract in front of everyone. This is the rhythm of his fight with Tianji Pavilion.

ah.

Pi Yitian was overjoyed, he said, "Very good, my uncle shamelessly killed Tian Xuanzi, directly broke up with Tianji Pavilion, and caused a war between the two holy sects, it would be better than losing his own life."

The great shaman sighed. It was too late to take action. Of course, even if it was late, he would not take action. After all, Tian Xuanzi had no friendship with him, and he did not want to expose the true strength of Daxue Mountain.

"Amitabha! It's such a pity. He is a strong man in the Holy Martial Realm."

The monks of Tianyin Temple recited the Buddha's name with compassion, lowered their heads and recited the Purana Sutra to save Tian Xuanzi's soul.

No matter what their position is, the strong men in the Holy Martial Realm are all masters who stand at the pinnacle in the world. Every time one of them falls, they are the masters of the human martial arts.

The loss of Taoism.

"Chinese people really like to fight against each other. Let's fight until they are all dead."

A group of Western warriors gloated about their misfortune, but received glares from the surrounding Chinese warriors.

Gui Li stood far away, his platinum mask shining brightly in the morning sun. The dazzling light hid the greed in his eyes. The soul of a strong holy warrior, that was His Majesty the Demon God's favorite tribute.

The archbishops and paladins of the Vatican lowered their eyes with unbearable expressions on their faces. Although Tian Xuanzi once turned the Vatican upside down and they wished they could get rid of him quickly, every strong man in the Holy Martial Realm deserves their respect.

"No one can save him. Tianji Pavilion, the Holy Medical Sect, and if we add the Holy Sword Villa, which has always been in the same spirit as the Holy Medical Sect, haha, that would be interesting!"

The Goddess organized the camp, Vulcan hugged his arms, there was a hint of joking in his eyes, and his tone was full of food for thought.

"Perhaps not only the Holy Sword Villa, but also the attitude of the Holy Women is worth pondering."

Fengshen sneered and said happily.

"It's a pity, he is still a strong holy warrior after all."

After all, the Rain God is a woman, and there is still a trace of kindness left in her heart, and she said with some pity.

The fire god's eyes flickered, and he was very disapproving, but the rain god had a strong background, and he didn't want to provoke her casually, so he just smiled noncommittally.

There was a sneer on the faces of the Dark Council. The Eastern ancient martial arts world was so overwhelming that they, the Western warriors, could not breathe. They wished that the Holy Sect would all fight among themselves and die.

No one thought that Tian Xuanzi could survive the sneak attack by Han Wuyang's soul. This time, he would definitely die.

There is only one exception, and that is Ding Ning.

Fortunately, he was always in that wonderful state. Although Han Wuyang's movements were as fast as lightning, they were as slow as a snail in his eyes, giving him enough time to react.

As a result, Ding Ning moved and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was less than ten meters away from Tian Xuanzi.

There were only two people on Elephant Trunk Slope, Han Wuyang and Tian Xuanzi, so when he suddenly appeared, he immediately attracted all the attention.

"Very good, the prey has appeared. This time, he will definitely not be able to escape."

Vulcan stared at Ding Ning closely, like a hunter eyeing his prey, and said coldly.

"What does he want to do? Save Tian Xuanzi? Haha, he is really naive."

Fengshen smiled with great disdain. When it comes to hating Ding Ning, he can definitely be ranked among the top three in the entire divine descendants organization.

"Hey, it's impossible to make it in time..."

The great shaman noticed that Aruna's body beside him suddenly tensed up, shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, although Ding Ning was the person closest to Tian Xuanzi, the ten-meter distance was like a chasm. No one could save Tian Xuanzi, even if he was in Ding Ning's position.

Tian Xuanzi's death is already destined, and no one can save him.

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, he rubbed his eyes, looked at the incredible scene in disbelief, and like a duck that was suddenly strangled by the neck, he swallowed the rest of his words.

go back.

graft.

Everyone's eyes flickered as Tian Xuanzi, who was supposed to die, suddenly appeared where Ding Ning was, and it was Ding Ning who took his place and took the attack from Han Wuyang's soul.

puff!

Ding Ning flew out like a tattered sack, and started to spurt out blood while he was still in mid-air.

With his body at the peak of the Saint Martial Realm, he could easily block Han Wuyang's attack, but he knew that Han Wuyang was attacking from the soul this time, and it was impossible to save Tian Xuanzi without paying some price.

He was already traumatized

He had recovered, but this time it was even worse. Wuhun almost collapsed completely. His brain was in pain as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

However, this was part of his calculation. After all, his spirit was hidden in the Shen Zang Cave, and even if his spirit was completely broken, it would not kill him.

As long as Tian Xuanzi can be saved, it is completely worth paying this level of price.

"Master!"

"husband!"

"boss!"

"Ning'er!"

The faces of He Ling'er and others scattered among the crowd changed dramatically, and they cried heartbreakingly. Figures rose up in the sky and rushed towards Ding Ning quickly, trying to catch him before he landed.

"Go to hell!"

What a coincidence that Ding Ning fell in the direction of Pi Yitian. Seeing that Tian Xuanzi was about to die, Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway ruined the good thing. How could Pi Yitian let go if he was so angry?

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he shouted sharply and reached out to strike at Ding Ning.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. No one thought that Pi Yitian would suddenly take action. He Ling'er and others' eyes were splitting, and they shouted sternly: "Whoever dares to touch him, I will kill him all over the house."

Pi Yitian trembled all over. Although he had Han Wuyang's support, he was really afraid of death, and his hands could not help but relax.

"No need to worry, I'm here, kill for me!"

Han Wuyang's face was ashen and he shouted murderously.

Pi Yitian suddenly felt courageous, and before he had time to think about it, he struck Ding Ning's head with a fierce palm.

"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"

A voice filled with rage suddenly sounded, and then everyone watched in horror as a flash of silver light flashed by. Han Wuyang, who was still showing off his power just a moment ago, let out a miserable scream. His whole body was instantly cut into pieces, and blood rained down on him.

Scattered all over the floor.

Han Wuyang's soul suddenly turned into a black light and fled into the distance, his face full of horror. He never thought that there would be a powerful force hidden in the crowd and kill him directly.

He has been frightened to death, and just wants to get as far away from here as possible. When he escapes to a safe place, he will immediately find someone to seize the body. After spending some time, he may be able to practice and come back.

snort!

It's a pity that he obviously thought too much. Just when his soul fled a thousand meters away, a flash of silver light chased him like a tarsal maggot, and with a slight twist, it was like a brilliant firework.

His soul was completely strangled.

The powerful holy warrior Han Wuyang fell!

The wind suddenly started blowing, and the howling sound swept across the sky and the earth. Large pieces of dark clouds gathered together, covering the sky and the earth, making the world dark, as if they were sobbing and mourning for the fall of the saint.

But on this side, just when Pi Yitian was about to take the photo of Ding Ning, Ding Ning, who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, grinned at him. The blood-stained smile looked like a demon in his eyes and frightened him.

The strong uneasiness in his heart made him retreat without hesitation. Unfortunately, it was too late. He only felt a pain in his chest, and a strange-shaped weapon that looked like the fangs of a beast had pierced his chest.

"You plotted against me?"

Pi Yitian covered his chest, his eyes bulged, and he roared at the top of his lungs. At this moment, he finally understood why Ding Ning flew towards him so coincidentally. He deliberately wanted to assassinate him.

Ding Ning's figure moved and landed firmly on the ground. With a cold sneer on his lips, he whispered in his ear: "If you weren't evil-hearted and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury, for the sake of the world, I really wouldn't have planned it."

Kill you, it's a pity, this is the path you chose, you can't blame anyone."

"You...you...if that's the case, then let's die together."
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