Venerable Yu Tao flicked the whisk in his hand, and the silver filaments turned into Pi Lian. He jumped in the air, stood on Pi Lian, and rushed towards Xuanyuan Yu's defense line.
The whisk floated to the top of Venerable Yu Tao's head. He made a hand seal and typed hundreds of silver characters. In an instant, the whisk became ten thousand feet long. Under the control of Venerable Yu Tao, it moved toward Xuanyuan Yu.
Hit in the direction.
"There has never been a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage who has been able to escape safely in front of my mid-level top-level magic weapon, Wan Zhang Feuchen. You must die!"
"Accept."
"rise!"
Venerable Yu Tao punched out hundreds of runes on his hand and shouted angrily: "Go!"
A sneer curled up at the corner of Xuanyuan Yu's lips.
He activated the Demonic Blade Wutian in his hand, and the sword light on the broken sword soared from ten feet to a hundred feet in an instant.
This is the result of his practice.
The hundred-foot demon blade sword light is already his current limit.
However, it was enough to deal with the ignorant old man in front of him.
What about the later stage of Nascent Soul?
What about the top-level mid-level magic weapons?
In front of the dark lord's demon blade, all of them are scum!
Xuanyuan Yu was majestic and majestic, with a hundred-foot-long demonic light sweeping across the ten thousand-foot whisk.
The silver light of the whisk shrouded Xuanyuan Yu in it.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
An ecstatic smile appeared on Venerable Yu Tao's face.
"As long as they are enveloped by my ten thousand-foot whisk, no one can break through the cage and survive..."
The next moment, Xuanyuan Yu personally practiced what it meant to be slapped in the face.
"Pa", "Pa", "Pa"
Three consecutive beeps.
The top-level mid-level magic weapon that could dominate the first level was cut into three pieces by Xuanyuan Yu and fell from the air with a "crackling" sound.
The smile on Venerable Yu Tao's face froze, and his eyes suddenly widened with a horrified expression.
The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up with an evil look.
He didn't give the opponent time to be surprised at all, and a quick decision was his fighting style.
He made secrets with both hands and controlled the Demon Blade Wantian.
A "chi" sound.
The demon blade Wangtian was as fast as lightning, and penetrated the head of Venerable Yu Tao from a hundred feet away, causing blood and stiffness to burst out.
In the heavenly world, if you want to truly kill a cultivator, you must destroy the other person's heart or brain. Only in this way will they not even have the chance to leave the body, let alone the soul to seize another person's body.
"How...possible?"
Venerable Yu Tao's body suddenly fell from the air and fell to the cold ground, making a huge noise.
The strongest man with the highest cultivation level in the entire Qionghua Sect had been defeated and appeared in front of all the Qionghua Sect disciples with an extremely tragic death appearance.
Everyone was terrified.
It's over!
This time it’s really over!
A mid-stage Nascent Soul from the opponent side easily killed their sect’s late-stage Nascent Soul master!
They all raised their heads one by one, looking up at Xuanyuan Yu with awe-inspiring eyes, as if he was the only killing god in the world.
Xuanyuan Yu accepted this look calmly.
He was very excited by killing a strong man whose cultivation level was higher than his own.
After Demon Blade Wangtian drank the blood of Venerable Yu Tao, he became extremely excited, and the broken sword kept buzzing and trembling.
The strong man's essence and blood seeped into the rusty blade, and one of the cracks on the surface was repaired.