Suddenly, there was a roar, and Wutian burst out of the world. Having just experienced the battle, he did not restrain himself, and the violent aura swept across the wasteland.
Fortunately, the Taishang Mansion had already relocated Daozhen, otherwise we would not know how many casualties there would have been.
Above the nine heavens, the Sinking King raised his hands high, and his mysterious power had already accumulated into force.
Seeing Wu Tian's figure, his adoptive father's instructions rang in his mind, and King Sinking's big palm-like hand lowered his head.
"Eat shit!"
Qingtian struck the target with a palm carrying the force of flowing fire.
Wutian, who had just left Youdu, was attacked by a fierce opponent and was knocked to the ground.
"court death!"
After landing, an angry Wutian clasped his hands and accepted the yuan.
However, before he could counterattack, three cold sword lights came through the air, leaving no room for breathing.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sudden attack made Wutian's eyes turn cold. His hatred was transferred from the Sinking King above, and the Yuan Gong condensed in his hand was released to face the galloping sword energy.
Ding ding, boom!
There were two clear sounds mixed with a roar, a wave of air spread out, and the three figures retreated after being impacted.
"Is this Wutian?"
Ren Pingsheng steadied himself, with a hint of horror in his tone.
With a hasty palm, the ambush of the three of them was easily defused, and the remaining force was able to force them back. Such a shocking feat is unimaginable.
No wonder the Righteous Path of Misery came up with the idea of using his own hands to destroy Youdu. It was a great misfortune for Ten Thousand Demons to Shock the Throne.
Although he was shocked, Ren Pingsheng had no intention of retreating. The three of them looked at each other and charged towards Wutian.
The Sinking King in the sky, after sending out a palm, his breath dropped rapidly, and his inner energy was greatly consumed. In order not to cause trouble, he did not stop, and drove his clumsy body to stagger away from the battlefield.
And below, the sound of battle was loud.
The two blades of the Shepherd waved continuously.
If you live your whole life in a state of selflessness, the cold air will freeze your veins.
The fortune teller's sword energy is sharp and refined.
The three of them are all the top swordsmen in the world. Even if they are not familiar with each other, they can still cooperate with each other by virtue of their advanced swordsmanship.
The various swords radiated with radiance and coordinated seamlessly, causing Wutian to become entangled for a moment and unable to escape.
After a fierce battle for a while, Wutian became irritable. He was still thinking about Su Huanzhen and didn't want to stay here any longer.
Killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, the devil's palm was lifted instantly, and the power of a god came out at the right moment.
Suddenly, the sky and earth were turbulent, and dust was swept from all directions.
With a flick of his hand, the magic energy blasted out from his palm.
There was a sudden outburst, and there was no way to avoid it. The expressions of the three shepherds changed slightly, their bodies turned around, and their footwork converged sharply.
The three of them gathered together to resist Wutian's divine power. When the sword power condensed, the demonic power had already arrived.
At the moment of contact, the sword force was stunned, and then collapsed, and the remaining power hit the body without any hindrance. The three of them vomited red as if they had been hit hard.
vomit!
After stabilizing his body, Ren Pingsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave a soft drink.
"Withdraw at the last blow!"
"good!"
The task was just consumption, so the other two naturally had no objections and responded one after another. Moreover, they also knew that Wutian was not something they could contend with, and they might be in danger of death if they continued to fight.
The opinions were unified, Ren Shengsheng held the sword in his right hand, breathed out the cold mist, and let all the cold current from the nine days flow into his body.
"It's freezing cold in the sky!"
Cold air was injected into the sword body, and the Danfeng Sword floated in the air. The sword body breathed out cold light, as if it had the power to freeze the world, and it was swept out with one stroke.
In an instant, the blue sword light passed through the cold sky, and it was cold and outstanding.
Seeing this, the fortune teller jumped up and swung his sword around. The sword energy that had been cultivated for a hundred years in his Dantian was now fully mobilized and attached to the single-edged sword body.
With a quick-eye movement of sword energy, it shot past Ren Pingsheng's cold light and hit Wutian's protective air flow first.
There was only a stabbing sound, and the sharp sword energy broke through the airflow and took away a strand of Wutian's hair, followed by a cold light.
The ice blossom exploded, and thousands of crystal fronts turned into cold air and froze the gap in the airflow, which actually delayed the recovery of its protective air mask.
At the same time, the ultimate move of Mu Shen was also brewed and completed, but Jiu Ge was seen with both high-spirited moves, reappearing the famous moves of the past.
[Mutian Youdao·Fang Shenwuji]
The two swords alternately turned, hard and soft at the same time, and the two sword energy swept out quickly, heading straight for the gap.
After using the sword energy, he was shocked to see a figure rushing out towards Wutian. It turned out to be the God of Shepherd, who did not hesitate to damage his own foundation in order to consume more of his power, and forcibly raised his Yuan Gong to make up for it.
"No!"
Ren Pingsheng shouted, but was too late to stop him.
Jiuge raised his swords high and slashed down at the gap.
The protective air flow was broken and his hair was cut off. Wutian was furious and used the power of heaven and earth to scatter the Nine Songs Sword Qi with his palm.
Immediately, facing the sword of the Shepherd, Wutian raised his hand to detect the protective air flow.
The white jade-like hands clamped onto Mu Tian Jiuge easily like gold and iron, and then with a twist of his palm, sparks burst out, and majestic power surged out.
The Shepherd felt his arms go numb, then his throat felt sweet, and he flew backwards.
However, Wutian had no intention of letting him go. He raised his palm in anger and used the power of a near god again. The demonic energy brought anger and killed him and blasted towards the Shepherd God.
At the critical moment, there was loud shouting outside the venue.
"The sky is freezing with smoke and snow!"
The sword light sweeps away the snow and blocks between the Shepherd and Wutian. The palm power and sword energy explode, and the billowing force sweeps across the fields.
The Shepherd God was affected and was injured again in the air, and his body accelerated and flew upside down.
When it was about to land, Ren Pingsheng, who was already prepared, flew to catch it.
"I didn't agree to retreat in one strike, why are you working so hard!"
Seeing the Shepherd lying in his arms, vomiting blood, Ren Pingsheng was very puzzled. You must be too dedicated to such a life-threatening method!
"I...owe him a lot..."
The Shepherd spoke intermittently with blood in his mouth.
Hearing this, Ren was speechless for the rest of his life.
On the other side, Wutian yelled at the bad guy.
"You are seeking death!"
Having said that, he opened the power of the six paths and reappeared the six rounds of rotation. The power of destruction shook the world, and the heaven and earth were silent.
【Six Paths. Nirvana】
Faced with Wutian's murderous intent, Jian Feidao was frightened but fearless, with a serious look on his face.
"Swordsmanship is not the way and evil spirits cannot be allowed to flourish!"
Jian Fei Dao jumped up, with the Dao sword Xiangwang in his hand condensing his lifelong faith and turning it into a sword of fairy dust.
Just as both sides were about to launch their ultimate moves, three auras came from the distance and shocked the sky.
Upon noticing this familiar aura, Wutian stopped planning the move and looked up to the sky with a long roar.
“Su Huan Zhen!”
Then it turned into a black light and swept towards the direction of the breath.
Before the sound lingered, he disappeared.
Seeing Wu Tian running away, Jian Feidao was still in a daze, while Mu Shen pushed Ren Pingsheng away and started to chase towards Sanhuan Peak.
"Aaaaaaah~"
Ren Pingsheng hurriedly pulled him back: "You are already an old man. Your daughter is already so old. Why are you still bothering like this?"
"You...Gululu..."
Being pulled by someone, and hearing Ren Shengsheng's joking words, the Shepherd's eyes widened, his blood flowed out, and blood poured out from the corner of his mouth.
Ren Pingsheng seemed unaware, pointing to the corner of the Shepherd's mouth and saying, "Look, there's blood foam pouring out."
The Shepherd rolled his eyes, couldn't take a breath, and was completely furious.
...
Three Phantom Peaks.
The black escaping light came at full speed, and when it was about to climb to the top of the peak, two powerful forces rose into the sky to block it.
Wutian frowned, pressed the escape light and landed at the foot of the mountain.
As soon as they landed, they saw ghosts Fang Chiming and Long Jian, each holding a blood cutter and a fire halberd, coming from the left and right.
"If you want to get to the top of the mountain, you need to pass our level!"
Long Jian was wearing a blue shirt, and he looked very majestic as the ruler of the deep sea, but his words were very soft.
"It's up to you."
After Wu Tian's contemptuous words fell, a voice sounded from behind him.
"And me, brother!"
Turning around, he saw a domineering green figure approaching with his hand dragging the sky, and the blade dragged on the ground, causing fireworks to burst out, igniting a path of fireworks.
"One strike for life, one strike for death. To see the sky, you don't know how high you are!"
King Xian stood still, and the three of them formed a siege. Several people started to confront each other at the foot of the mountain. Their auras gradually increased, and when they were about to break through the top, Guifang shouted loudly and took the lead.
"You are still not polite when you see the Lord!"
The Red Blood Slash waved its shadow, its blade was in flames, and it came in for a killing spree. The dragons on the side moved at the same time, and the Burning Sky Halberd stirred up the waves and brought up the sea tide and scorching wind.
The two men surrounded and killed Wutian, one on the left and the other on the right.
"salute?"
Faced with the encirclement, Wutian remained unmoved, but was angered by Chiming's words. He saw his figure ducking lightly to avoid Guifang's bloody slash. He held the black and white airflow in his back hand to block the attack of Longjian's halberd, and then received the six-path attack with the other hand. He can slap Chiming on the chest with all his strength.
The first strike failed, and Guifang Chi was unable to stop his attack. He stood up and received Wutian's palm, and was instantly severely injured.
Wow!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
This slap was obviously to vent his anger for what Chi Ming had just said.
With all his strength, Onikata Chimei was unable to resist and was sent flying. He didn't stop until he hit the mountain.
There was a roar, rubble fell to the ground, smoke and dust exploded.
On this side, Wutian holds the Burning Heaven Halberd in his right hand and presses down, while Long Jian is trying to wrestle at the other end. As the two fight, the halberd body begins to bend, and Long Jian gradually rises.
Wu Tian actually lifted it up little by little, and then suddenly smashed it down with the long halberd and Long Jian.
boom!
Under the huge force, his body hit the ground. Long Jian felt his internal organs shake violently. He coughed up blood on the spot. The hand holding the halberd couldn't help but loosen, and the Burning Sky Halberd instantly entered the enemy's hand.
Just when Wutian raised his halberd and tried to take the dragon's life, the rubble behind him suddenly exploded, and a red figure sprang out, wielding a knife with both hands to kill with Shen Hun's power.
"Red Shadow Reverse Slash!"
The bloody slash struck his head, Wutian turned around and waved his halberd to block it.
when!
The clash of swords and halberds collided with the heaven and earth, and the air waves swept across the surrounding area.
Immediately, Guifang Chiming jumped up and shook, and sword light struck from all directions.
The flaming knife rises into flames and begins to kill.
Facing the Red Life offensive, although Wu Tian didn't understand the halberd technique, Wu Tian danced the Burning Sky Halberd tightly.
Dang Dang Dang...
A series of slashing sounds resounded throughout the surrounding area, and Chi Ming's violent sword movements were all heard immediately.
After a brief exchange of blows, Wu Tian gradually became impatient. The halberd shook and forced the ghost back, and Fang Chiming immediately jumped into the air.
Standing high in the sky, he threw the Sky Burning Halberd towards Long Jian, then he received the power of the wind and clouds in his palm, and then launched six close-to-God moves.
"Six Paths. Windfall!"
The strong winds and clouds were pouring down from the sky, and a sense of suffocation filled the hearts of Guifang Chiming and Long Jian, making them feel an irresistible feeling in their hearts.
Long Jian caught the Burning Sky Halberd that was shot towards him, and was carried dozens of steps by its force before he stabilized his body. He looked at each other with Onikata Chiming, and the two knew that it was time to fight.
But at this time!
The wind and clouds were frightened away, and the sky and the earth suddenly showed the scene of thousands of demons wandering into prison.
"let me!"
King Xian, who had been motionless for a long time, released the restrictions on his own magical power, soared into the sky, and with the power of all demons in his hand, the Heavenly Slash struck the wind towards Wutian Ji.
Upon hearing the sound, Long Jian and Chi Ming moved their hands, retreated to the edge of the battlefield.
Until now, although they have been beaten, the two of them have tried their best. Next, they will no longer prepare to take action, but conserve their strength to prepare for King Xun.
This is also King Xian's request, he wants to fight his brother head-on.
Above the sky, ten thousand demons collided with the wind, and there was a loud explosion. The powerful power dispersed the clouds in all directions. The sky was clear in the dark night, and the moonlight took the opportunity to shine down, covering the earth with a layer of silver.
Immediately, King Xian was shaken all over, his hair fell off, and he stood blankly in the air, falling into a brief daze. After a while, he recovered and laughed.
"happy!"
Wutian looked down at King Xian, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, and he couldn't help but admire him.
"You are the first person to take one of my moves and still get away unscathed."
"Your brother and I have not been lazy these days!"
King Xian chuckled lightly and looked at Wutian with his head raised, fighting spirit in his eyes.
Wutian stood with his hands behind his back, sighing indifferently.
"Whatever you can do, show it to your best!"
"Watch it!"
King Xian shouted loudly, and the surrounding area was green, hazy and dusty, and the area was dangerous.
Chenmo Shenshenfa, open!
Seeing the green haze coming toward him, Wutian didn't resist and allowed it to wrap around him. Countless green hyphae tried to erode it, but were bounced away by the black and white airflow outside his body.
In Chenmo's trance, King Xian rose to a level with Wutian and looked at him.
Suddenly, King Xian grinned, and the pine tree fell from his hand, falling into the boundless dust haze.
"How about a physical fight between men?"
"as you wish!"
In response to the shout, Wutian took the lead in attacking, rushing towards King Xian in a flash, and the evil dragon appeared in a circle.
The dragon's roar shook the sky.
He punched King Xian in the face with one punch.
"Well done!"
Feeling the compelling aura emanating from Wutian's fist, King Xian did not dare to be careless. He mustered up his energy, raised his hand to absorb the green energy around him, and used one palm to release it.
boom!
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King Xian felt a pain in the palm of his hand. A strong force flowed down his arm and into his limbs. His chest sank, and a suffocating feeling surged into his heart.
With no time to adjust, Wutian's second attack followed.
King Xian only had time to raise his hands to resist.
Peng!
Immediately afterwards, one punch after another was thrown, and King Xian could only be beaten passively as he was frustrated with each move, seemingly without the power to resist.
In an instant, he was covered in scars, his face was bruised and his arms were swollen.
"That's all?"
Wutian's disdainful voice sounded in the violent storm.
King Xian did not respond and was beaten silently, not only because he was not strong enough, but also to consume more of Wutian's strength and gain a greater chance of winning for the brother on the top of the mountain.
"What are you insisting on!"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wutian's voice sounded again.
This time King Xian spoke.
"In the past, you stopped me from going astray, and today, I will pull you back too!"
At this time, King Xian's mouth and nose were already covered in flesh and blood, but his clear eyes revealed incomparable determination.
The look in King Xian's eyes made Wu Tian slightly startled, but it soon turned cold.
"Then, show your strength!"
Angrily, he punched King Fei Xian with his fist, and then transformed the six paths with his palm, and the move of approaching the gods appeared in the world.
"Six Paths. Starfall!"
King Xian also does not contain the lake, and the third ultimate creation of the sky transcends the limit.
"Creating Tianjue and all demons,"
As soon as he spoke, thousands of demonic souls filled the dust and silence.
"Swallow the world!"
As the deep voice fell, the demonic souls gathered into a sea, rushing towards the falling meteor like a wave of demonic disaster.
There was a sudden clash, the extreme power spread, and Chen Mo was knocked unconscious in an instant.
Chen Mo was unconscious and handed the Shepherd to Jian Feidao for placement. Ren Pingsheng and the fortune teller arrived in the form of light. As soon as they arrived, they saw the pillar of green haze exploding.
The power surged wildly, instantly clearing away mountains, rocks and trees within a hundred miles.
Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, his face full of shock.
"How could anyone fight with him to such an extent!"
After the green haze cleared, three figures appeared in the field.
Wutian stood in the sky with no difference in his expression, but besides King Xian below, there was someone else from nowhere. This person was the divine right to the king.
At this moment, the two of them were standing on the ground, covering their hearts in unison, with a look of pain on their faces.
"It turns out that there is a spirit close to God hidden in my body. No wonder I can fight with you."
Sensing that 50% of the Yuan Gong in his body had been reduced, Wu Tian's heart sank slightly, but he didn't pay too much attention. He snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and continued flying towards the top of the mountain.
These people gave him a particularly familiar feeling, so he did not kill them.
In fact, after fighting one after another, his hatred has almost dissipated, and now he is just holding back his breath.
After Wutian left, Chi Ming and Ren Pingsheng, who arrived later, surrounded him.
Before he even got close, King Xian stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Don't come near us!"
As soon as the words fell, the remaining energy of the near-god power burst out from the two of them, forming a circle of storm, and everything around them was turned into powder under the agitation.
Outside the circle, Ren Pingsheng stretched out his finger and touched the storm, and a layer of flesh was instantly shaved off.
"Such sharp energy."
This kind of power far exceeded the cold injury in his body, scaring him so much that he dared not move even slightly.
After the remaining energy dissipated, in the center, King Xian and Jun Quan were lying on the ground unconscious.
Chi Ming and Long Jian hurried forward to check on their situation.
And Ren Pingsheng also shook his head and walked over.
"Another madman, no, two!"
...
Arriving halfway up the mountain, Wutian paused.
"come out!"
With a soft drink, four familiar figures walked out.
On one page of the book, Aoxiao Hongchen, Red Dragon Shadow, and Ye Xiaochai stand respectively in the positions of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, White Tiger, and Quartet.
The mark of the sacred beast appeared under his feet.