Click, click, click...

The long sword and Ying Gong's halberd faced each other. Starting from the tip of Feng Xiao's long sword, cracks spread downwards.

Finally, with a snap, the sword turned into fragments and disappeared.

"Song Renjia, suffer death!" Feng Xiao didn't back away even though he lost the long sword in his hand. He held the sword formula in his hand and pointed toward Song Renjia's forehead.

Song Renjia kicked Feng Xiao directly in the chest, knocking him to the ground and making a big hole.

Looking at Feng Xiao lying on the ground vomiting blood, Song Renjia frowned.

"What happened to Feng Xiao? A majestic Nascent Soul can't stop a kid who doesn't even have a Dan connection?" the white-haired old man said angrily.

"He has just broken through to Nascent Soul, how strong can he be? If he had known, I would have been able to deal with this kid!"

"The weapons in his hands are absolutely extraordinary. They can even shatter Nascent Soul-level weapons. Everyone, stop chatting and set up your formation quickly!" said the white-haired old man.

Song Renjia reacted, flapped his wings, and flew out of the range of these Nascent Soul cultivators.

Finally, he escaped from the formation before it took effect, and was no longer trapped by Wu Shang's formation like Wang Wushan.

"Damn it, it's too late after all." The white-haired old man said bitterly.

"It's not too late. After all, he is just a boy who has not yet formed an elixir. I think the wings on his back are also great treasures." said Yuanying, a swordsman who lost his long sword.

"If you catch this kid, I'm afraid the harvest will be greater than catching the Mastiff King." The greed in the eyes of the strong Yuanying monk became more intense.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and chase him." The elegant sword cultivator Yuanying monk shouted and quickly flew towards Song Renjia with his sword.

Several Nascent Soul monks tried their best to catch up, but then they found that the distance between themselves and Song Renjia was not much closer.

"The wings magic weapon behind this kid is definitely not ordinary." The sword cultivator Nascent Soul monk was the fastest to catch up, looking at the black dot in the distance, he was excited but also a little helpless.

The long sword he lost was a relatively important magic weapon, connected to his mind. But it was not his strongest trump card.

He also has an ancient sword talisman that can only be used once. It is very powerful, but the range of use is not large. Now that he is at a distance from Song Renjia, his sword talisman is simply out of reach.

If you can't catch up, it will be very annoying...

However, at the moment when the Yuanying monk who was about to become a sword cultivator was about to despair, Song Renjia suddenly stopped. His wings of light were spread out behind him, and he was holding a Yingong halberd, and he was waiting in full formation.

Sword Cultivator Yuanying was overjoyed, thinking that Song Renjia's spiritual power was exhausted and had to stop. He activated the flying sword under his feet and rushed towards Song Renjia quickly.

Sword Cultivator Yuanying stopped ten meters away from Song Renjia, sizing up Song Renjia who was waiting for him. He had the sword talisman secretly clasped in his hand, ready to use it at any time.

"Boy, seeing as you are equipped with the best magic weapon, you must be someone with a background. If you tell me, I might be able to save your life." Sword Cultivator Yuanying said.

"Behind me is the Jade Emperor." Song Renjia said.

"Haha, it seems that you are planning to say it. It's a pity. If it's someone I don't dare to offend, maybe I can spare your life." Sword Cultivator Yuanying said.

Song Renjia curled his lips, knowing that the other party would not believe this.

"You have a Nascent Soul-level combat power without ever forming a pill. I have to say that you are very good. Maybe even better than the core disciples carefully cultivated by the big forces."

"Do you know about the Climbing List? If you continue to develop, maybe you really hope to leave your name on it."

"It's a pity that your bright future will be ruined here." The sword cultivator shook his head, sighed, and prepared to activate the sword talisman.

"Do you know? There is a very famous saying in our human world, which refers to your current situation." Song Renjia said.

"Oh, are you saying that I kill geniuses? I would like to hear it." The sword cultivator said playfully.

"What I want to tell you is that villains die from talking too much." Song Renjia said calmly.

Bang!

A ray of golden light flew over at an impossible speed, and Jian Xiu's head turned into a smashed watermelon.

He still held the ancient sword talisman in his hand, but he never used it. His palm was unable to release it, and the sword talisman floated out.

Song Renjia stretched out his hand to grab it, and the spiritual energy pulled the sword talisman into his hand.

The golden light dissipated, revealing a little golden monkey less than one meter tall, while the mottled iron rod in his hand was more than two meters long.

"Dad Song, the villain dies because he talks too much. Who said this?" asked the little monkey.

"Great netizen." Song Renjia smiled and replied, "Xiaolu, you came in time."

"It's still a little late, no surprises, right? Where's Longjiaohu?" Sun Xiaolu asked.

"Maybe he's still trapped by the sun-changing flags," Song Renjia said.

"Ancestor Huang Yun, I have never heard of this person. Since he has a sun-changing flag, it means that there may be a true immortal behind him." Sun Xiaolu said: "The best sun-changing flag can only be used by those who have survived the catastrophe.

Only a true immortal can be refined."

"According to what you say, ancestor Huang Yun also has a background in heaven?" Song Renjia asked.

"Song Dada, you have misunderstood. It is a true immortal, not a deity." Sun Xiaolu said, "A true immortal is a state of cultivation, while a deity is a position in heaven."

"Oh, the teacher is confused." Song Renjia patted his head and pointed behind Sun Xiaolu: "There are still a few Nascent Soul monks."

"Oh, I got it." Sun Xiaolu held the iron rod and disappeared almost instantly. After a few seconds, she reappeared in front of Song Renjia: "It's done."

Song Renjia was shocked as he looked at the corpses falling to the ground one by one.

This is too powerful...

The title "Destroying Demons with One Stick" was given to Sun Xiaolu by Zhang Lingyu. Now Song Renjia feels that this title is really appropriate.

As expected, Sun Xiaolu killed all the five Nascent Soul cultivators who were chasing them with one blow and five blows.

"Isn't it a little too cruel?" Song Renjia looked at the blood stains on Sun Xiaolu's iron rod and asked.

"Song Dada, the earthly immortal world is so cruel." Sun Xiaolu said, "The sword talisman in your hand is so powerful that it would be very troublesome for me to resist it."

"If I hadn't arrived in time, do you think you could have stopped me?"

"That Nascent Soul cultivator must have the intention of killing you. Mr. Song, you must have this consciousness." Sun Xiaolu said.

"I understand." Song Renjia took a deep breath, "What should I do about Dragon Horn Tiger?"

"The sun-changing flag can trap dragon-horned tigers, but it can't trap me." Sun Xiaolu said: "I have survived the catastrophe, and I have the body of a true immortal. I will go with you to have a look."

"Transcending the Tribulation...True Immortal..." Song Renjia murmured once, and asked Sun Xiaolu as he flew: "What's going on with being on the Heavenly List? Are you so strong, are you also on the list?"

"I have been on it before and was ranked second." Sun Xiaolu said, "The list of ascending to heaven is prepared for monks below the True Immortal Realm. Once they have passed the heavenly tribulation, they will automatically be removed from the list."

"Oh, the second one is very strong. Who is the first one?" Song Renjia asked.
Chapter completed!