"It's good to kill but not to insult!"

The man in brocade nodded at Xuanying, then looked at other Xuantian Palace disciples and asked, "Are you afraid of death? If anyone doesn't want to die, you can stand here!"

After saying that, he pointed to the direction where the disciples of Shenguang Island were located.

Although his words were calm, the contempt for Xuanying was obvious in his eyes, and he had no intention of claiming his name. His murderous intent was strong, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Within his eyes, the disciples of Xuantian Palace were all nervous and panicked. Many people couldn't help but get up and leave the flying boat and go to the designated location. However, when they saw Xuanying, who was thin on the head of the boat, stood straight like a javelin, and these people instantly gave up their thoughts and dared not stand out.

No one is not afraid of death, but when he stood up, he was hitting Xuanying in the face and becoming an enemy of Xuantian Palace.

Although Xuanying had just recovered to the realm of Color Stars, his name occupies a word "Xuan" in his name, which is the same brother of the same generation as the Lord of Xuantian Palace, the current Lord of Xuantian Palace. Before he fell from the realm, he was also a sensational figure in Xuantian Palace and held great power in the high position. Even though he was in the realm of Red Gold five years ago, his identity was more prominent than the elders of Color Stars with the "Iron" generation. He has always been the second largest figure among the disciples of Xuantian Palace this time after Xuanba.

Not to mention the disciples of the Red Gold and Qingjin Realm, even a few "Iron" generation of colored stars, they dare not be unable to get along with Xuanying in public.

The atmosphere between the venue was tense, and countless eyes looked at the Dharma boat of Xuantian Palace and the disciples of Xuantian Palace.

Seeing that there was no disciple of Xuantian Palace standing up to beg for mercy, the cultivators, some admired them, and some complained secretly, cursing Xuanying in their hearts. You pretended to be a big-tailed wolf. You are not afraid of death, but if you anger these monsters, wouldn't others be unlucky?

As the saying goes, a hero does not suffer any loss in front of him. This is not Xuantian Palace. It is so difficult for you to lower your head once?

Daoyi and Qisha looked at the disciples of Xuantian Palace and looked at Xuanying with complex expressions. Some people were born as protagonists and could stand up at dangerous moments, and become leaders. Xuanying is such a person. They didn't know who Xuanying had just spoken to, but they understood, it was troublesome.

"very good!"

The man in brocade robe praised again, but his face looked like frost. He suddenly slowly raised his palm and grabbed it from afar into the sky.

A series of rumbling sounds suddenly sounded. In the depths of the sky, lightning and thunder were heard instantly. The sky was covered with dark clouds and strong winds. This world suddenly changed from the day to the night, and the light suddenly darkened.

On the sea surface, the sea water was attracted by invisible huge force. The calm sea surface within a radius of thousands of miles suddenly rolled in raging waves, and water columns rose into the sky one after another, and the waves flew up hundreds of feet high.

Not only were the turbid waves under the pedicels, but in the other direction, the waves around the island were also rolling violently, hitting the island violently. Suddenly, the spirit lights were prohibited from appearing on the entire island, and a buzzing warning sounded, and a famous Immortal Alliance Guard ran around the island in panic.

From a distance, it seems that the entire island is shaking violently, as if there was a tsunami or an earthquake.

One by one, the monsters that had not transformed roared in unison, and more than half of them seemed to have received the order. Suddenly, they rushed into the sea, rushed into the waves, and disappeared, as if they were going to rush to the cultivators, to rush towards the fortress of the Immortal Alliance, and to launch an attack.

The sound of waves, the whimpering wind, the shrill and angry roar of monsters... were intertwined with thunder.

As this palm flipped randomly, this world seemed to be on the eve of the destruction.

"The power of the true dragon!"

"It's broken, it's really a real dragon!"

"Damn it, is Xuanying going to kill everyone?"

"It's indeed a real dragon!"

"Which Tianzhao brought this real dragon out of Qianlongyuan? It's so damn!"

“…”

On the magic boats, the cultivators all changed their expressions. They rushed out their body-protecting spirits and magic weapons to protect themselves. They watched the group of monsters in front of them vigilantly, watching their feet, fearing that a group of dragon monsters would rush out from their feet.

A famous steward who was driving the steward could not help but want to drive the steward from the Xuantian Palace Dharma Boat, but the steward of the Xuantian Palace is behind the steward of the Immortal Alliance Dharma Boat. The cultivators of the Xuantian Palace and Daoyi are closest to each other. At this moment, Daoyi, Qisha has no intention of retreating, no intention of leaving. If they choose to retreat, without the protection of Daoyi and Qisha, who can resist the attack of the powerful demon emperor?

Many people were in a state of confusion and complained secretly.

The disciples of Xuantian Palace also changed their expressions and complained secretly. Some even cursed Xuanying in their hearts.

"Senior actually disdain to kill a little person like his junior!

I’ll guess what I think. I’ll have to wait patiently until now. I should have two purposes. One is for the sake of Bian Zhuang and Bu Ji, who want to invite them to appear. The other is to wait for the arrival of the Supreme Elders of the Immortal Alliance Presbyterian Association, so as to see the supernatural powers of the Supreme Elders, and use this to verify their own supernatural powers and make a comparison!

The two seniors Bianzhuang and Buji must not be here. If they were there, how could they not appear?

And the top of my Immortal Alliance will arrive soon. Since the senior has been waiting for so long, why not extinguish the thunderous wrath for a while and wait for a while!"

Xuanying spoke again, and the sound could clearly sound in the ears of the cultivators and demons through the roar of thunder and the roar of roaring wind and waves.

"You are smart, but my patience is limited. Although I don't want to kill you, I don't like smart people like you, nor do I like Bianzhuang. Buji and the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Alliance you mentioned join forces to fight with me. Because of this, I changed my mind and killed you all, and they will naturally jump out!"

The voice of the man in the brocade robe exploded in the ears of the cultivators like thunder, but his figure was already blocked by dark clouds. Even if the cultivators opened their eyes, they could not see the figures of the man in the brocade robe, the four demon kings and the transformed demon kings from more than a hundred miles away.

A large sea of ​​thunder had gathered in the sky at this moment, hanging over the cultivators and the island, but it was not triggered.

As soon as the man in the brocade robe finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the space around the cultivators was tightened. The Qingjin Realm cultivators were directly imprisoned by the spiritual pressure and could not move at all. The Red Gold Realm cultivators all breathed tightly, and their shoulders were as heavy as if they were pressing up to a mountain.

The sea of ​​thunder hanging above the heads of the cultivators exploded, and arcs of lightning and lightning fell to the heads of the cultivators like heavy rain.

Around the surroundings, the whistling wind suddenly changed direction, and the cultivators rushed from all around.

On the sea, thick water columns soared into the sky and crashed into the magic boats.

Claw shadows poked out from the sea, wind blades, water columns, sword lights, and gun shadows poked out from the dark clouds around them, and rushed to the cultivators to kill them.

Above the Xuantian Palace Dharma Boat, golden light suddenly appeared, and a golden dragon claw of about acre size appeared out of thin air, and rushed to the disciples of Xuantian Palace to slap them hard. Before the claw shadow arrived, the suffocating terrifying spiritual pressure had already attacked first. Among the disciples of Xuantian Palace, except for a few colorful star cultivators, the others were imprisoned.

The nearby Immortal Alliance Dharma Boat, the Yongye City Dharma Boat, and the Mountain Dharma Boat, the cultivators were also affected and imprisoned by the powerful pressure emitted from the dragon's claws.

"If you want to hate, you will hate Bianzhuang and Buji and the others!"

The man in the brocade robe's voice was like thunder, buzzing in the ears of the cultivators.

Immediately afterwards, sharp claw shadows attacked from the direction where the demons just stood.

"Fight with them!"

Xuanying shouted angrily, raised his hand and punched the flying dragon claws. The pressure revealed in the shadow of the fist was many times weaker than the pressure revealed in the dragon claws, but Xuanying did not have any fear on his face, but instead looked full of anger.

Tie Bao and the other three cultivators in the Color Star Realm of Xuantian Palace also swung their fists, palms, and swords to attack the falling dragon claw. At the critical moment of life and death, there were no distracting thoughts to consider. At this moment, no one wanted to die, so they could only fight.

However, the other palm shadow attacked faster than all of them. In a flash, it had passed the Xuanying's fist shadow and faced the dragon claw.

A strong wind also flew past the disciples of Xuantian Palace, rolled up the figures of the cultivators, and instantly left the place.

At the same time, the figure of the disciples of Yongye City on one side also flew up at the same time, wrapped in another strong wind and flew towards the other side.

Daoyi and Qisha took action.

Dao waved his palm and hit the dragon claws, waved his sleeves backwards, and a ball of white light flew out, rolled up the figure of the disciple of the mountain, and was about to teleport away from one side, avoiding the attacks of the demons.

A sharp sword light suddenly flew around him, and he rushed towards the attack launched by the demons.

While casting spells to bring Yongye City and the disciples of Xuantian Palace away from this dangerous area, Qisha also sacrificed a sword shadow and slashed at the demons.

The powerful pressure revealed in this golden dragon claw made the two of them frightened and knew it or not, but they were close to the disciples of Xuantian Palace, so they could still help them.

A loud bang suddenly sounded, and the dragon claw and the palm shadow sacrificed by Daoyi collided with the attacks of Xuanying, Tiebao and others, shattering all the interceptions and directly slapped the Xuantian Palace Dharma Boat. The claw shadow shattered, and the Dharma Boat rolled and fell to the sea. However, the disciples of Xuantian Palace had already left the Dharma Boat.

The sword lights and the claw shadows all over the sky collided, and thousands of lights suddenly burst out from the darkness.

On one side, thunder and thunder were intertwined with various roars and blasts, and the screams and scoldings were also heard in an instant. The sky was filled with flying swords flashing, and the figures were shaking, while the magic boats were flying one after another to the other.

The cultivators of other major immortal sects did not have the magical powers of the Seven Killings, and they could not escape from this place like teleportation. Fortunately, the attacks launched by the demon clan on them were also slightly weaker. Although many people were directly shot and bombarded into the sea, or even killed, most of them fled to the distance as soon as possible.

Although the demon clan is powerful, the cultivators are also geniuses of major immortal sects. The lowest magical powers are at the sixth or seventh level of the Qingjin realm. They are all experienced in many battles. If they cannot win, they will still be able to escape.

The roar of the monster suddenly broke out at this moment, and monsters rushed out of the air, rushed out of the sea, and chased the cultivators.

Suddenly, a strong wind broke out from behind Dao Yi's body, and a figure with golden light appeared out of thin air. He raised his hand and stabbed Dao Yi's back heart. Thunder lightning flew above the golden spear.

This figure is the man in brocade robe, real dragon Ao Qiyun.

There was eyes behind Daoyi. The white light of the sword in his hand was shining, and he slashed towards the spear with a backhand. With a loud noise, sparks splashed and lightning exploded. Daoyi's figure flew forward like a cannonball, and the spiritual light around his body exploded, his arms trembled slightly, and the sword in his hand flew out of his hand.

The man in brocade robe only took half a step back, and waved a spear in his hand, and shot him again.

The gun was as fast as lightning, and it had hit Dao Yi's body in a flash and exploded. Dao Yi groaned and changed direction, and a blood arrow was sprayed out from his mouth. The huge power contained in this gun shadow was obviously not weak.

The man in the brocade robe shook his figure and was about to carry a gun toward Daoyi. However, several flying swords roared from one side. Qi Sha found that the situation was not good, and in the other direction, several flying swords of Daoyi's natal flying swords also roared and rushed towards the man in the brocade robe.

The man in brocade robe had to stop and sweep his gun at the flying swords. With the sound of dimple sounds, the flying swords were hit and flew everywhere.

In the distance, he got a breather and fled tens of thousands of feet away in a hurry. He once again had a protective light around him. His robe sleeves shook, and several flying swords flew out, and he rushed to the man in the brocade robe.

In the other direction, Xuanying, Tiebao and other disciples of Xuantian Palace and Yongye City asked Daoshan disciples, and found that Daoyi was in danger, they all sacrificed their flying swords and attacked the man in the brocade robe. Hundreds of flying swords burst out with various inspiration lights, and the sound of breaking through the air was loudly heard.

Seeing a pile of flying swords attacking, the man in the brocade robe swung his golden spear at will, and the void shattered. A strong wind flew up, causing the flying swords to fly backwards, and they were slashing towards the cultivators. The speed was faster than when they came.

Immediately afterwards, the man in the brocade roared his hand and made a move towards the void, and a large thunder light roared and flew towards the cultivators. The man in the brocade roar shook and appeared in the group of disciples of Xuantian Palace like teleportation. The golden spear in his hand trembled, and the gun shadows rushed towards the cultivators.

A scream instantly sounded, and many disciples of Xuantian Palace were directly blasted by golden spears, and one of them was actually a colorful monk who was stabbed into his chest with a shot.

At this moment, among the group of disciples of Wendao Mountain, a middle-aged male cultivator with an ordinary appearance suddenly took a step forward and rushed behind the figure of the man in the brocade robe thousands of feet away. He slashed the right arm of the man in the brocade robe with a sword, and grasped the other hand into a fist, and punched the man in the brocade robe's head.

The middle-aged male cultivator just stayed in the group of disciples of Wendao Mountain without showing any signs of mountains or water, as if he was a Red Gold Realm cultivator. At this moment, his movements were dozens of times faster than before, and the spiritual pressure in his body was rising step by step.

Bang, two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time. The middle-aged male cultivator slashed the sword in his hand on the man in the brocade robe's arm. He just broke the body protection light and slashed out a slight blood light, but he failed to penetrate deep into the man in the brocade robe's arm, and he did not cut off his arm, but was bounced away.

The middle-aged male cultivator's fist shadow hit hard on the cheek of the man in brocade robe, but did not smash his head, but just hit the figure of the man in brocade robe and flew out to one side.

After succeeding the sneak attack, the middle-aged male cultivator did not stop and took another step forward, rushed towards the man in the brocade robe, swung the sword in his hand, and rushed straight to the man in the brocade robe's neck and slashed hard.

The man in the brocade robe had no time to dodge, so he raised his hand and punched the sword in the middle-aged man's hand.

There was another muffled sound, and the two of them retreated together. Blood crossed the fist of the man in the brocade robe, and a deep gap was cracked. The fist was almost cut in half by a sword, but the middle-aged male cultivator seemed to have not taken advantage of it. After being knocked back by a punch, blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth, and his arm holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Very good, child Bianzhuang, you are finally willing to show your head!"

The man in the brocade roared with gritted teeth, his figure shook and stood firm. On his fist, his arms, and cheeks, golden light shone out, and a layer of fine golden dragon scales floated out. The golden spear in his hand suddenly shone brightly. He raised his hand and stabbed it out, and a ray of lightning shot lingered into the middle-aged male cultivator's chest.

The middle-aged male cultivator raised his hand and slashed the spear shadow with his sword. His figure flew back with the force and snorted coldly: "Ao Qiyun, I am ambition and I am unwilling to care about the past with you. You really think I am afraid of you. Since I am deliberately seeking death, I am a fairy who will fulfill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two silver and red lights flew straight to the man in the brocade robe, but two silver and red flying swords crossed and slashed towards the back of Ao Qiyun, the brocade robe. The coldness above the silver flying sword was swaying, and the flames were swirling on the red flying sword. It was fast and rapid, and the spiritual pressure was so strong that it was no less than the pressure from the gun in Ao Qiyun's hand.
Chapter completed!