The faces of Beitian Yilong and three others were extremely ugly.
These seniors from beyond the stars have condescended to come and say a few words to them. Normally, it would be a great honor, but at this time, it is no different than a reminder!
Obviously, the Beitian clan, the Xuanyuan Sect and the Changle Gang have chosen a stubborn and wrong path. They have been kings and hegemons in Suzaku Qisu for too long and have forgotten the saying that there are people outside the world.
And often for warriors and their forces, making such a mistake is tantamount to death——
——Or, destroy the whole family!
Bei Tian Yilong's face was pale, he nodded slightly to Mr. Yi Zhuye and others, and barely straightened his back, "Senior, I know that I am unlucky, but before I die, I want to ask..."
"...How is my Beitian clan doing now?"
He was still strong-willed after all, with eyes like blood and silver hair like snow, he stared coldly at those masters whose martial arts skills were beyond his imagination.
Compared to Taoist Bai Kumu and Shi Quan who were cowering aside and not daring to say a word, he was much more courageous!
In fact, Taoist Bai Kumu and Shi Quan also want to know the situation of Xuanyuan Sect and Changle Gang, but now they are trembling all over and their mouths are shaking, how can they dare to say anything?
"oh?"
Mr. Yi Zhuye glanced at Beitian Yilong with great interest and nodded slightly.
"This kid's martial arts and temperament are both pretty good. I'll kill him myself in a while to give him some face."
At less than a hundred years old, he has already broken through the Jutian Middle Realm. Such a warrior is considered pretty good.
Although it would be a pity to kill him, it can only be regarded as bad luck for him.
When he first heard this, Beitian Yilong trembled all over and closed his eyes in despair.
If you want to die, you will die eventually!
"Don't worry, the Beitian clan has not been wiped out. We step into Suzaku Qisu, no matter what, we have to give face to Qisuo Star Master and Suzaku Sword Master..."
Yi Zhuye spoke in an understatement, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
For them, it is indeed a trivial matter.
"The strength of those three families will be reduced by 70% at most. Within a hundred years, they will not be allowed to leave their own world again. As long as they are honest, nothing will happen to them!"
Bei Tian Yilong relaxed, with an expression of relief on his face, but his body slowly retreated.
"Thank you, senior, for informing me. Now that I know that the clan leader is fine, even if he dies, I can rest assured..."
He suddenly tiptoed and flew out like a rocket. With a flip of his hands, he pulled Taoist Bai Kumu and Shi Quan over. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the two of them towards the heads of the five old men, while he himself
It was rushing towards the cracks in the Nine Dragons pattern wall!
"What a courageous rat!"
Boss Yi Zhuye was furious. He didn't expect Beitian Yilong to dare to play tricks in front of them.
"Can I still run away from you?"
The ancient world is so big, can a dragon from the north escape in front of their five masters?
If he can survive ten breaths of time, he is lucky!
Whizzing!
Hearing only two crisp sounds, the white deadwood Taoist and Shi Quan were thrown out. They didn't even have time to hum. Two green bamboos passed through their throats and were nailed to the stone wall behind them. They lost their breath in an instant.
!
Mr. Yi Zhuye snorted coldly, and was about to take action to kill the abominable Beitian Yilong again, but saw his figure disappearing from the crack that was gushing out the purple gold energy!
"hateful!"
Yi Zhuye took a step forward, wanting to catch up, but the four masters around him followed him at the same time, with strange expressions on their faces.
"Ye Lao, be careful, there seems to be something weird!"
Mr. Yang Hua reminded him, and Mr. Yi Zhuye was startled for a moment. He stared at the crack, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face became even more angry!
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Feng Ziyue was completely unaware of the outside world.
Now, he was also caught in a life-and-death situation, entangled with the sword energy spurting out from the golden figure.
"I want you to see what the world's supreme swordsmanship is. It would be your honor to die under this swordsmanship!"
The voice of the golden humanoid echoed in his ears like a yellow bell.
The purple-gold sword energy was like a downpour, surrounding Feng Ziyue. Feng Ziyue hugged Yuan Shouyi, slowly swung his sword, and barely managed to support himself.
"madness!"
"stubborn!"
The golden humanoid was yelling and cursing while using sword energy to kill him. The threads of purple gold energy strangely penetrated Feng Ziyue's airtight sword network and seeped into his body.
"If my sword intent invades your body, you will soon turn into powder!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The golden figure's laughter was arrogant and fierce. Feng Ziyue's face was stern. He could only feel the purple gold sword intent spinning around in his body, like a knife, stabbing everywhere, and every place was painful.
——This kind of pain is not something that most people can bear, but Feng Ziyue has long been used to it.
He has been accustomed to physical pain since he practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. Because his congenital conditions are different from others, in order to have a good body, he even had to bury broken swords in his body and forge them into sword bones. Later, he was trained with heavenly fire.
, all kinds of pain are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This made his body much less sensitive to pain. This kind of pain, which can almost destroy the will of ordinary people at once, is just a daily occurrence for him.
"Your body is quite strong, not bad! This is the kind of martial arts that anyone thought of. You actually found a unique way to train yourself like a famous sword unsheathed. It is flawless, although it is still a little weak.
But the future development is limitless!”
"It's such a pity that I destroyed you today!"
Feng Ziyue practiced the sword bone training method taught by Gong Yangxi since he was a child, and refined his body into a famous sword. After he entered the realm of Xiantian, Breaking the Void and Gathering Heaven, he underwent many transformations.
and purification.
Now his body is tougher and stronger than ordinary famous swords.
The golden human-shaped sword intent penetrated Feng Ziyue's body, and he naturally discovered something special about it.
"It's a pity that no matter how strong a person is, how can he be detached? Except for our four great books and martial arts in the world, no one can turn the world around. You are still honest and let me crush my bones and ashes, leaving behind this innate sword.
give it to me!"
As he laughed wildly, the sword energy advanced even more intensively!
The purple-gold sword intent was rushing around in Feng Ziyue's chest. Suddenly, it was intercepted by a burst of Taixuan purple energy coming out of his Dantian. It was like a package that was swallowed up in one bite!
The majestic and chaotic Purple Gold Sword Qi seemed to have no resistance at all - or in other words, it was more like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea on its own initiative, pouring into the Taixuan Purple Qi, and was immediately digested.
!
The golden humanoid body shook and made an extremely unbelievable sound.