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Even the Shadow Master couldn't even understand that the methods of the Eight Tribulation Immortals could be so terrifying.

Although he only had the cultivation level of the second tribulation of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he was once an ancient war master who was unique in the heavenly realm, and was only one step away from the powerful powers of the gods in the Middle Earth world.

"The God Finger, Xuanyuan Sword! It's you, it turns out it's you..." The voice of Master Ying was filled with fear.

Faced with this overbearing sword intent, he was completely unable to compete.

I could only watch my body being quickly torn apart, and even my soul was stripped into pieces.

"The second-level celestial immortal was killed with one finger!"

"The national master is too fierce. He is only eight tribulations of earthly immortals with such strength. If he set foot in the heavenly immortal realm, wouldn't he be invincible?"

"No, the national teacher's body is falling rapidly!"

Zhu Zhutian saw Lu Yi killing Master Ying, his body fell from the clouds without control.

Just as he wanted to rush out to catch Lu Yi, a figure was faster than him.

Whoosh-

Mo Li flew over the clouds and steadily took the fallen Lu Yi.

At this time, Lu Yi, after using the Victory God Finger, his power was exhausted and he was extremely weak.

You must stand with Mo Li's support.

"Leader, are you injured?" Mo Li said nervously.

Lu Yi waved his hand and said, "No, it's just a little weak."

Although Master Shadow fell, the battle was not over yet.

Over the Star Lord Pavilion, Xiong Batian kept taking action.

boom!

A ray of light bloomed, and the top of the Xingjun Pavilion had begun to collapse, and it was about to collapse.

Lu Yi pushed Mo Li away and wanted to rush over, but he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Leader, you can't fight anymore. If this continues, you will die!" Mo Li tried his best to dissuade him.

Zhu Zhutian also leaned over and said to Lu Yi: "Retreat the national master. It's still time to retreat now. At worst, you can give him Xingjun Pavilion to him. The national master's life is the most important thing!"

But Lu Yi shook his head and said, "You can't withdraw. In addition to Xingjun Pavilion, there is also the Heavenly Dao Thunder Spirit here. If Xiong Batian takes it away, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Lu Yi also knew very well that in addition to the Heavenly Dao Thunder Spirit that could not be taken away by Xiong Batian, Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei in Xingjun Pavilion could not have any accidents.

Regardless of Mo Li and Zhu Zhutian's dissuasion, Lu Yi rushed towards Xingjun Pavilion with his last breath.

Seeing Lu Yi rushing over like a moth to the fire, Xiong Batian sneered.

"You can kill the shadow, but your methods are indeed good. It's a pity that you are extremely weak now and are not much stronger than a rabbit."

"So what? It's still more than enough to kill you!"

"Then try it,"

boom!

Xiong Batian punched Xingjun Pavilion, and at the same time swept out the blue light blade with his other hand to cover Lu Yi.

The extremely powerful immortal Yuanli storm swept through, causing the heaven and earth to roar and terrifying strange phenomena to spread.

In an instant, the stars and moon were disillusioned, dark clouds rolled, and the terrifying divine pressure Zhu Zhutian, Mo Li and others could not breathe.

"Master, retreat! Compared to your life, I and Jinglei are nothing!"

"Yes, Master, I will keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Today's affairs are no longer necessary. There is no need to sacrifice myself for me and my brother."

Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei have completely given up their hope of resurrection and have constantly dissuaded Lu Yi.

However, Lu Yi turned a deaf ear to these advices.

A golden fire flashed in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Wow—

Lu Yi poked out a hand and snatched it hard towards the void.

The Xuanyuan Sword that he had thrown out before appeared again in his hand.

brush!

With one sword, Wushuang's sword intent stirred up the wind and clouds, and a terrifying roar broke out.

"Just struggle is just a fearless struggle. You don't want to use this weak attack to kill my lord, right? It's really a delusion."

In Xiong Batian's eyes, Lu Yi's move was undoubtedly like a mantis armed mantis chariot.

"I didn't expect that the once famous Xuanyuan Sword Master would be killed by me today. It's really a way of heaven, hehe."

"Who wins and who loses has not yet achieved anything, you are too happy!"

"Is that right? Then I will let you realize the reality now!"

Xiong Batian flew away, and lightning sparks raged under his feet, smashing towards Lu Yi like a meteorite falling.

Boom boom!

Lu Yi and Xiong Batian collided fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, they fought hundreds of tricks.

Xiong Batian's moves were full of murderous intent, and Lu Yi could not resist them at all.

When fighting one hundred and three moves, Lu Yi's body was crushed and even his head was blown out with one punch.

"National Master, go quickly, you can't continue fighting!"

"Master, why are you doing this..."

The disciples of Jinlei Mansion kept begging, their eyes filled with tears, wishing they could rush up to fight for Lu Yi to death.

"Is the only hope of my Great Zhou Dynasty going to die? Is the God of Heaven really going to die? Is my Zhu family a succession?"

Zhu Zhutian felt desperate and his eyes slowly closed, and he couldn't bear to see the scene of Lu Yi being smashed.

Sure enough, the aura belonging to Lu Yi quickly disappeared between heaven and earth. Under Zhu Zhutian's sensing, Lu Yi's trace was completely unaware of.

Just when Zhu Zhutian thought that Lu Yi had been killed by Xiong Batian, he found that Xiong Batian had also lost his traces of Xiong Batian.

Zhu Zhutian suddenly opened his eyes and found that Xingjun Pavilion was the most shaky, but still upright.

Lu Yi and Xiong Batian did lose sight. If it weren't for the chaos in the Jinlei Palace, Zhu Zhutian would have thought that Lu Yi and Xiong Batian had never appeared.

"What's going on? What about the national teacher? Can he and Xiong Batian die together?" Zhu Zhutian's heart sank and looked at Mo Li and asked.

At this time, Mo Li's eyes were dull and his expression was full of incredible words.

"The leader, the leader...he entered the Xingjun Pavilion!"

"What? Entering Xingjun Pavilion?"

"Yes, at the moment when the body exploded, I don't know what method I used, but I actually pulled Xiong Batian into Xingjun Pavilion together." Mo Li said in horror.

Zhu Zhutian was also stunned for a moment, but soon Zhu Zhutian understood.

"So that's it! The national master fought with the Shadow Venerable, exhausting his divine power in his body. There was almost no possibility of killing Xiong Batian, but if it was in the Star Lord Pavilion, the situation would be different."

Mo Li suddenly realized it and said excitedly: "The environment in the Starry Sky Pavilion is special, and the leader wants to defeat Xiong Batian with his talent!"

While Zhu Zhutian was shocked by Lu Yi's actions, the light of hope bloomed in his eyes.

Things were just as Zhu Zhutian guessed. Lu Yi completely defeated Xiong Batian Xingjun Pavilion, just to kill him with his talent.

boom!

The space of Xingjun Pavilion was violently shaking, and Lu Yi and Xiong Batian were in a difficult situation.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to fight me with this method, but you seemed to have forgotten a little. There are other ancient remnants of souls in this Star Lord Pavilion!" Xiong Batian said coldly.

Then, three ancient remnants of souls appeared in the space of Xingjun Pavilion.

These three people were extremely powerful and burst into terrifying murderous intent.

The first time Lu Yi entered the Xingjun Pavilion space, he surrounded him with a font-shaped formation.

"The idiot who seeks death, the battle is completely over!"
Chapter completed!