Which is higher or lower, is higher or lower, the seat or Yuqing Peak?"

The middle-aged man glanced at it and said lightly: "Yu Qingfeng entered with his true body in the Emperor Realm. You only dare to take risks with your clone. Of course, there is no need to say more."

"Oh!"

The boy in blood sneered and said contemptuously: "There is only a wisp of residual soul left. He is still so ungrateful. He deserves to be defeated by Yu Qingfeng three thousand years ago. Isn't it good for a dog to be in Feiyun Mountain?"

"You couldn't do anything three thousand years ago. Why do you jump out now? Don't you really think that I will be scared away by you? I'm embarrassed and let me disperse it!"

The moment the words were finished, the boy in blood made a move, and with a fierce anger between his eyebrows, he printed it with a palm.

Bang!

No one saw clearly how the middle-aged man Ruya took action, but only saw the young man in blood-clothed to groan, and retreated a hundred meters before he could barely stand firm.

"My friend, I can actually see the origin of this sword at first glance."

The elegant middle-aged man smiled at Lin Yun.

"senior."

Lin Yun struggled to get up, pulled out the burial flower, and handed it to the other party respectfully.

"Good sword, I haven't taken action for many years, and I don't know how capable I have." Zanghua held it in her hand, and her elegant middle-aged eyes seemed to suddenly have light, extremely hot.

"Old thing, I underestimate you."

The boy in blood covered his chest and said coldly that he suffered a lot of losses in this palm.

King Xingluo looked alert, and the two looked at each other, intending to take action to destroy the person first.

Swish!

But the moment they stepped out, they all shot out at the same time, and the elegant middle-aged man holding the burial flowers disappeared directly from the spot.

"later!"

The boy in blood looked dark and turned around at the same time as King Xingluo.

Puchi!

Then Ruya's middle-aged man held a burial flower and flew into the crowd of many powerful people in the Wang family and Ye family. The sword light stormed, blood splattered, and the powerful people in the Holy Realm screamed.

His swordsmanship is extremely accurate, like a treasure condensed by nature, without any drag.

The two different martial arts inheritances of Tianyin and Daoyang flow around him, and the faintness in his transparent body's chest became brighter and brighter.

"Have fun, hahaha!"

Ruyi's middle-aged killing was rising. He pierced a saint's eyebrows with a sword, and stabbed the holy soul with a sacred soul.

Puchi!

Blood splattered, and another saint king's head fell to the ground, but his wrist trembled slightly, and the headless body was split in half from top to bottom.

Swish!

Another turn turned around and cut the corpse into four petals directly.

All of this is like flowing clouds and flowing water, as if the one who was killed was not the saint, but the cabbages.

Too scary!

This is a one-sided massacre. Whether it is the Saint Lord or the Saint Lord, they are killed in one turn and then cut into pieces.

The boy in blood and the King of Star Luo were stunned for a moment and could not speak at all.

With such a dazed moment, more than a dozen powerful saints died tragically on the spot.

The two sword forces of Tianyin and Daoyang intersect. When they rotate, there is an invisible aura that sticks to everyone and cannot escape.

As for the semi-saint-level existence, the middle-aged man was too lazy to care about it. He gently waved his sleeves and shook them away.

Under the holy realm, no one will be killed.

Above the holy realm, no one is left!

People inside and outside the Tiandao Square, including Lin Yun, were shocked by this scene.

"Master, save us!"

"Don't kill us, we are also from the Tiandao Sect. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Junyang Holy Lord fled like a wild dog, crying and being killed was frightened.

"stop!"

After the boy in blood woke up, he was furious. These were all powerful people in the holy realm.

He and King Xingluo rushed in, but Ruya Middle-aged man ignored it and did not fight them head-on. He just ruthlessly slaughtered the traitors of the Tiandao Sect who were involved in the civil strife.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Tiandao Square was already bleeding.

No one who participated in this civil strife stood except for the boy in blood and the King of Star Luo.

"Who has never been so beautiful..." Ye Guhan looked at this scene and murmured to himself.

"Old dog, I want to refine your soul so that your life is worse than death! I will suffer forever forever!"

The boy in blood was crazy, his eyes were red, and he was really angry.

"What can I do to you?"

Tian Xing stood with a sword, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yun looked from a distance and seemed to have become younger. His smile looked like a young man, with a youthful and ostentatious look.

That was a flower-like age, a flower-like boy, young and frivolous, flying unruly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Tian Xing laughed loudly, laughing happily, laughing unscrupulously, and the flames on his chest were so bright that he could not look directly at him. He seemed to have really returned to his youth.

At that time, I had dreams when I was young and sang with my sword. I was once so glorious and famous all over the world.

Since you are so talented, how can you really not be a marquis?

It is important to know that I have always been ambitions and have once been the best in the world.

Just as the boy in blood was about to take action, Tian Xing, who was laughing wildly, suddenly shouted loudly and pointed at the sky with his sword.

"I am Tianxing, who inherits the name of Tiandao, and is the 765th generation leader of Tiandao Sect."

Tian Xing shouted loudly and directly shocked the young man in blood.

Without waiting for him to be surprised.

Tian Xing slashed over with a sword and shouted loudly: "Where is the Tianjian!"

Buzz!

A brilliant light suddenly emerged from the top of Tianyin Peak, and endless sword roars sounded like fairy music. A sword light that was extremely dazzling pierced the blood-clothed boy as the sharp edge of the burial flower pointed to it.

Bang!

The boy in blood had almost no reaction time and burst into blood on the spot, splitting into pieces.

This arrogant leader was directly destroyed.

King Xingluo was so scared that he lost his soul and could no longer care about it. He turned around and ran away.

"Where is the Dao Sword!"

Tianxing shouted again, and Daoyang Peak seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and the entire mountain was trembling.

Another sword light slashed down with the burial flower.

Bang!

King Xingluo was immediately cut in half, and another bang, and his body was broken into thousands.

boom!

Then another explosion sounded, and a shrill scream rang out in the air, and a golden eyeball in the broken flesh and blood was cut into pieces.

Wow, this extremely arrogant golden-eyed demon spirit, all the corpses burned.

But his soul was scattered and he could not die again.

It's dawn.

The light of dawn penetrated the last darkness before dawn and fell on Tian Xing, who was sitting cross-legged.

"Time is like flowing water, and the bright clothes and angry horses cannot chase after them..."

Tian Xing Wuxian glanced at the treasure flower with nostalgia, and with a smile, he turned into light and merged with Chaoyang.

The warm and hot light, along with the newborn sun, sprinkles on every mantis and sprinkles in every corner of the Tiandao Sect.
Chapter completed!