"I think you're looking for death now!"

When someone poked into the pain, Xiong Chu's face turned red silently. He tiptoed to catch Ye Hongyu's lotus arms, pressed Ye Hongyu to the ground, and said viciously: "I think who will save you today."

He leaned his old face towards Ye Hongyu's, and Ye Hongyu was still looking at him coldly.

At this time, a sword intent suddenly pierced the divine pavilion. The outer wall of the divine pavilion, which was cast from Qiongstone, was suddenly cut open. The inside of the divine pavilion was exposed next to the Temple of Light. Xiong Chumo was a little stunned and stood up to look at the swordsman in front of him.

"Twelve academy, you dare to destroy the Divine Pavilion of Xiling!" He shouted with a trembling voice. The Qiongstone of Yuelun Kingdom is the hardest stone in the world. There is a large formation between the Divine Pavilion. Just a sword intent, the Divine Pavilion will be destroyed. With such a sword, he naturally felt palpitations.

Ye Qi looked at Xiong Chumo with disgust, walked in front of Ye Hongyu and helped her up, and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"

Ye Hongyu's eyes were filled with water, and she lowered her head and said, "It's okay, it's just that the rules in the God Pavilion suppressed the realm, and it will be fine in a while."

"That's good. Japan is going to kill people in Qingshan today. I didn't expect that this waste still refused to change. I told you that if you kill that waste for you in the future, you will be in the Kingdom of God today, so I will kill them together." Ye Qi said while standing in front of Ye Hongyu and looking at Xiong Chumo.

Xiong Chumo heard him say he was going to kill someone in Qingshan. Thinking of the shock he heard in the divine pavilion before, he subconsciously looked at Zhishou and saw that there was a green mountain missing. Could it be that all the people inside were killed by him?

"You are so brave! You dare to come to the temple alone to play wild?"

"Waste is waste. If I were you, I would destroy the God Pavilion alone, and I would not talk nonsense, but just do it." Ye Qi looked down at Xiong Chumo and said.

"You..." Xiong Chumo's face turned redder, and he danced on the ground. At the end, maybe it was really hard to bear the anger. His expression became solemn, and he regained his majesty as he used to be on the throne. He raised his right fist, sank his waist and inhale, and then punched Ye Qi.

He was very short and thin, so his arms were also very short, because his fist had been shattered by the small sword that Ye Hongyu had emitted. This time, he punched, with only his flat wrist, which looked ridiculous.

But his punch was very powerful. He was a strong man over the fifth realm and the head of Xiling. At this time, he was stepping on Taoshan. Even if he looked funny, it would be difficult for people to laugh.

An ordinary punch was like condensing all the energy of heaven and earth in the entire Taoshan Mountain. He could not have been able to sit on the most important throne of the power of Xiling, and it was impossible for him to be full of dirty thoughts. Qingshan was flat, which means that all the people locked inside were dead.

The millions of peach blossoms in Taoshan began to tremble as he punched, emitting thousands of inexplicable wills. Then they gathered under his fist in an instant. In front of his bald wrist, milky white light was radiant, as if holding a sun.

Ye Qi looked at the circle in front of him that surpassed the five realms, his face was calm, and he stomped on the ground with one foot. The thousands of peach blossoms in the Taoshan Mountain returned to silence. He drew his sword across, and the infinite sword intent enveloped the entire Taoshan Mountain. Then, the thousands of peach blossoms suddenly withered.

Jian Twelve hit the punch, and the incomplete divine pavilion cut by the sword intent was like paper and was shaken away by the terrifying force and then shattered. The white wall of the Temple of Light fell off by itself, revealing the black bricks inside, and the black bricks continued to peel off. The trees on Taoshan broke one after another, making waves of unpleasant cracking sounds.

...

"Ah..." Xiong Chumo let out a cry of pain, stopping the destruction on Taoshan Mountain.

At this time, his right arm flew into the sky of the original Divine Pavilion, and his broken arm was filled with blood like a fountain.

"Do you think you stabbed the first sword in the preaching and killed the great priest of Baoding, even if you killed the people in Qingshan, you really dare to do whatever you want in my Xiling Temple?"

"You have to be clear that this world is the world of Haotian, and the temple is the closest place to Haotian. Even the Master of the past dared to cut off all the peach blossoms in the mountains!" Xiong Chumo said, as if the boy who lost a fight was making harsh words.

He held the remaining arm and stretched humbly towards the sky. His face was firm and persistent, with a huge and thunderous voice, shouting: "Please give me strength!"

...

The Qingshan became a mound, and it was very loud. Even in the Xiling Divine Kingdom, the movements in the Divine Pavilion were also quite large. The people in the temple wanted to check in the direction of Qingshan, but suddenly they found the movements in the Divine Pavilion. Countless priests and even the Heavenly Etiquette ruled that the two priests had arrived near the Divine Pavilion.

They came here and happened to see the sword that the peach blossoms fell behind all over the mountains. Ye Qi cut off Xiong Chumo's arm with one sword. They were so shocked that they could not attach.

The head teacher turned out to be like that. Mr. Twelve of the Academy was really as powerful as rumored.

Xiong Chumo's voice was still floating between the sky and the earth, and the sky had already reacted to his words. The sun hanging in the sky suddenly became more dazzling, and seemed supreme, making people surrender.

A vast force passed through the white clouds in the sky, ignoring the distance between the sky and the human world, and fell on Xiong Chumo with the hot midday sunlight.

Xiong Chumo's low and miserable body instantly recovered as before, and his broken arms and fists grew back together, and his figure suddenly became majestic.

Ye Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sky. When he was fighting with Wei Guangming, he saw the Apocalypse Divine Art of the Taoist Sect. In the past, once the Apocalypse Divine Art was used, both enemies and us would eventually disappear into the world. Because of his infinite-distance and demon realm, he survived the battle with Wei Guangming, so he is the practitioner in the world who knows the Apocalypse Divine Art of the most.

At this time, Xiong Chumo's apocalypse was actually even stronger than Wei Guangming's apocalypse. The reason for this was not that he was in Xiling, nor that he was the head of Xiling, but that Haotian finally noticed something.

Xiong Chumo's body seemed to contain the power of the way of heaven, but during his ordinary breathing, the entire Taoshan Mountain and even the entire Xiling were trembling with his breath.

"Haotian sensed what you rebelliously did, and even the Master can't save you."

Xiong Chu roared silently and walked towards Ye Qi step by step. A milky white ocean made of divine light appeared under his feet. He came as he pressed over like the sky. Taoshan gradually collapsed towards the ground with his pace.

"Haotian is far away from the world. Even if it gives you power that is far beyond the saint, it is not his move after all. You, a waste, have these powers, will always be a waste."
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