It is true that Master Tu Sun is at the second level of Yuan Ying in the Heaven Realm, and his combat ability is not bad if he can fight across levels.

However, with the combat power of Master Tu Sun, he was still unable to truly harm Hu Zixu, who was at the third level of Nascent Soul.

But with the help of the sword condensed by Han Muye, Master Tu Sun has the strength to kill the third level Nascent Soul.

In a sense, the sword condensed by Xuanyang Jue contains power, which is more powerful and agile than the magic weapon.

Of course, we don’t know whether there is a real magic weapon in Xijiang.

Hearing Hu Zixu's call, Feng Hanxiao moved and knocked away the entanglement of Lu Hao and others. He drew his long sword and struck Han Muye.

"If you want to kill my disciple of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, have you asked me, the supreme elder of Jiuxuan Sword Sect?"

Lu Hao shouted loudly, and the golden elixir flew out from his head, and then exploded.

Self-shattering golden elixir.

The self-explosion power of the golden elixir caused the clouds to billow. He turned his head to look at Han Muye, without saying a word, he held the long sword and hit Feng Hanxiao's long sword.

"boom--"

Feng Hanxiao took a step forward and twisted his long knife, crushing all the clouds caused by Lu Hao.

At the peak of the golden elixir, half a step into the heavenly realm, Lu Hao fell.

"boom--"

On the other side, Master Tu Sun held a long sword and slashed it down hard.

The great black tiger demon Hu Zixu held the long sticks in his hands in front of him, blocking the sword light.

With one strike of the sword, Hu Zixu's figure was forced to fly a hundred feet away. Master Tu Sun raised his sword and struck down again.

Here, the blocked Fenghan Howl moved forward again.

This time, the person standing in front of him was Chang Yuanhe, the supreme elder of Fengling Sword Sect.

"Boy, don't die."

Chang Yuanhe said something to Han Muye, and then without hesitation, he exploded the golden elixir.

Half step to heaven.

Jindan overhaul.

Everyone just left one sentence and blew up the golden elixir.

Thousands of years of practice have only turned into this moment of brilliance.

"does it worth……"

Han Muye, who stood where he was, murmured to himself.

"Do you think they are saving you?"

Standing beside Han Muye, holding a light jade fan, the girl with an indifferent expression said calmly: "They are here to protect the foundation of my practice in the Western Border."

The world is frozen, Luo Xiaoyu.

The direct descendant of Zheng Wangyuan, the elder of Lingdao Sect.

"The foundation of my practice world in Xijiang is not you, not me, not Senior Master Tu Sun, nor the dozens or millions of practitioners below."

A spiritual light rose from Luo Xiaoyu's body, and the jade fan in his hand spread an icy air.

"The foundation of Xijiang's spiritual practice is the courage to fight and the courage to die."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step forward and released the cold light in her hand.

Unfortunately, her attack couldn't even cause Feng Hanxiao any damage.

The icy stream of light shattered ten feet away from Feng Hanxiao.

The great demon at the third level of the Nascent Soul in the Heaven Realm is really separated from the immortal world and exists out of reach.

Li San held the sword and stood beside Han Muye without saying anything.

Below, countless practitioners raised their heads and watched the great monks self-destruct.

Watching the Southern Wilderness Great Demon approach Han Muye step by step.

"Death, when he dies, I will activate the power of blood sacrifice."

"I won't leave this world until I see him die."

Tang Chi gritted his teeth and stared at the sky. There was pleasure and cruelty in his eyes.

There was a dark magic light surrounding him.

Looking up at the sky, a trace of complex emotions flashed across Huang Laoliu's face.

Turning his head, he looked at Lu Qingping who looked nervous.

Seeing Huang Laoliu looking at her, a smile appeared on Lu Qingping's pale face.

"Brother Zhenxiong, go ahead."

Lu Qingping squeezed Huang Laoliu's hand, and then gently let go.

"If," Lu Qingping lowered her head and said softly, "don't worry, I will live well."

Huang Laoliu laughed and reached out to stroke Lu Qingping's hair: "I didn't drink too much last night."

Lu Qingping was shocked, raised her head, and blushed on her face.

Huang Laoliu laughed loudly, holding a long sword and stepping out step by step.

"Brother Six!"

Someone below exclaimed, and countless people raised their heads to look at Huang Laoliu.

Huang Laoliu looked back and said loudly: "Brothers, protect Sister-in-law Six for me."

He took a hundred-foot step and flew into the air, with endless magic light rising from his body.

"Brother Six!"

Han Muye gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Laoliu.

He wanted to stop Huang Laoliu.

But he could use his sword to help Master Tu Sun jump through the ranks and fight. He had already tried his best.

Huang Laoliu grinned.

"brother."

Huang Laoliu's body was intertwined with demonic light, and demonic lines climbed up his face.

His originally gray hair turned into blood.

The old face turned into a young look, matching the magic pattern, with a hint of evil coldness.

But his eyes were clear.

"Xiao Xuanzi, let's take action."

Huang Laoliu whispered.

The sword in his hand stabbed straight down.

It's not stabbed elsewhere, it's stabbed in my own chest.

Drops of dark blood fell.

Below, Lu Qingping covered her mouth, tears falling from her eyes.

"Use my blood to attract the energy of the heavenly demon."

Huang Laoliu stretched out his trembling fingers, dipped them in black blood, and kept sketching.

In the void, there is a heart-stopping power surging.

"boom--"

At the foot of Yunchao Ridge, the magic light soaring into the sky gathered on Huang Laoliu.

Then, Huang Laoliu exploded with endless golden light.

The magic light enveloped Huang Laoliu and turned him into a set of black magic armor.

Huang Laoliu looked up to the sky and roared, the black halo covering his body covering the sky.

Big devil!

This is a peerless demon.

This kind of power made Master Tu Sun and Hu Zixu, who were fighting in the sky, stop their attacks.

The power of demonic energy is so strong that I have never seen it before.

In Huang Laoliu's hand, the sword light was solid, and black magic lines wrapped around the sword body.

"You want to kill my brother?"

Raising his hand, his long sword struck Feng Hanxiao head-on.

This sword aroused all the demonic energy in the sky and turned into a demonic shadow. A ten thousand-foot demonic dragon roared and grabbed Feng Hanxiao's head with one claw.
To be continued...