In the void, the space around Taoist Zhen Yu was distorted, and it seemed that he could not withstand such a powerful momentum and began to collapse.
Feeling this scene, everyone present was shocked.
They never expected that Taoist Zhenyu would be so tyrannical!
This is an out-and-out masterpiece!
"you……"
At this moment, Patriarch Yaoyang's face was livid, and he wanted to defend himself, but was unable to do so. He could only look at Taoist Zhenyu with an aggrieved look, feeling extremely angry in his heart.
"No need to say more, let's fight!"
Taoist Zhen Yu had no expression on his face and shouted sternly.
On the stage, Ancestor Zhen Ye looked at him dumbfounded, his lips moved a few times, not knowing what to say.
Is this what Senior Brother Zhen Yu calls ‘no big deal’?
Could this guy be using chicken feathers as arrows?
Ancestor Zhenye expressed his doubts.
"die!"
At this moment, Taoist Zhenyu shouted loudly, his momentum was overwhelming, shaking the sky.
For a moment, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and then he stepped on his foot, the void trembled, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword and soared into the sky, heading straight towards Ancestor Yaoyang!
"kill!"
A terrifying murderous aura filled the air, like a stormy sea, swallowing up the surrounding world.
Under this extremely tyrannical pressure, Patriarch Yaoyang felt as if his hair stood on end all over his body, as if his body was being pressed by a mountain, making him unable to breathe.
At this moment, he only felt that he was like fish on the chopping board, letting the other party slaughter him.
Although his strength is strong, he is not at the level of an unparalleled giant after all. How can he defeat Taoist Zhenyu?
In just an instant, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged deep in his heart.
Patriarch Yaoyang's pupils tightened, and he sacrificed a magic weapon without hesitation and rushed towards Taoist Zhenyu!
It was a three-foot-long sword, completely jet black, with an extremely sharp blade. It shone with a fierce brilliance and had a superb aura. It was an innate spiritual treasure.
"clang!"
The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, causing a burst of brilliant sparks, and the sound of metal clashing echoed through the void.
The next moment, the sword energy echoed vertically and horizontally, and wherever it passed, the space was shattered, like a knife cutting an axe, and nothing could stop it.
"choke!"
In just two breaths, Patriarch Yaoyang's magic weapon was knocked away, and his aura dimmed.
Then, a column of blood rose into the sky, sputtering directly into the sky.
Ancestor Yaoyang only felt a pain in his chest, and a boundless pain swept through his body instantly.
In the next breath, his figure flew out and hit the ground hard, vomiting blood and looking sluggish.
Between his chest and abdomen, a deep bone-deep scar was clearly visible, faintly exposing his internal organs, and blood was gurgling down.
"you……"
Patriarch Yaoyang was horrified and looked at Taoist Zhenyu with disbelief. He just stood up, but was unable to do anything and fell to the ground again.
"Plop!"
He knelt on his knees, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes stared at Taoist Zhenyu with hatred, wishing he could eat his flesh to vent his hatred.
He never dreamed that he would be defeated so easily, and the opponent clearly didn't use much strength.
The realms of the two are obviously not much different, and his realm is even higher. Is this the difference between sect monks and casual cultivators?
Taoist Zhenyu took back the spiritual sword in his hand and stared at Patriarch Yaoyang indifferently. His tone was calm, but there was a touch of domineering that could not be refused.
"I have given you a way to survive, but you are still stubborn!"
Ancestor Yaoyang clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he looked at Taoist Zhenyu angrily.
He is not willing to give in, really not willing to give in!
How could he, the majestic Da Luo Jinxian, the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, be defeated so miserably.
"If you are sensible, then take your people and get out of Xiandu Mountain. If you don't want to get out, don't blame me for being rude!"
Taoist Zhen Yu's tone was cold, and he stood quietly in the air, his whole body filled with murderous aura. He was so cold and stern that it made people tremble with fear.
"Zhen Yu, you are going too far!"
Patriarch Yaoyang was filled with rage and his teeth were itching with hatred.
This Taoist Zhenyu is too strong and has a tyrannical cultivation. Even if he tries his best, it will be difficult to get any benefit from him.
He turned his head and looked at the major sects, feeling extremely unwilling.
Originally, in their conspiracy, the Immortal Sect had been the leader for a long time, and all the sects in the world must have been dissatisfied. When the time came, the Rogue Cultivator Alliance would first stir up gossip and trouble, and then fan the flames, stirring up dissatisfaction among the various sects, and finally
Let Xianzong become the public enemy of the world.
At that time, as long as the Immortal Sect came forward, there would always be various crimes framed on their heads. By then, the Immortal Sect would be in a dangerous situation. If they took advantage of the chaos to attack, they would be able to remove the Immortal Sect from their position as leader.
By then, Xiaoyao Dao Sect will be able to break free from the suppression of the Immortal Sect and become the most powerful sect in this world!
As for their casual cultivator alliance, they have access to countless resources from the Immortal Sect, and their future development is not a problem.
Unexpectedly, things did not develop as expected. Taoist Zhenyu didn't care about the reputation of the casual cultivator alliance at all, so he caught them off guard.
The most irritating thing is that after the Immortal Sect provoked the trouble, they hid behind and did not come forward, allowing the Blood Demon Sect to beat the casual cultivator alliance to pieces, and finally came out to take charge of the overall situation.
Why does such an insidious and cunning sect command all cultivators in the world?
The more Ancestor Yaoyang thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that his intelligence had been insulted and felt extremely depressed.
"What? You don't want to leave?"
Taoist Zhenyu's face darkened and he asked in a sinister tone.
"snort!"
Patriarch Yaoyang snorted coldly, his face turned red, his hair and beard were swollen, and he angrily said: "Your Immortal Sect bullies others and plays with everyone between bones and palms. How can you command the world with your face? If I were you, I would disband early."
Sect, thank the world with your death!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everything in heaven and earth fell into silence.