The demon clan is crazy.

Seeing the sacred who had always existed in their beliefs, they not only could not bring the demon green back to the great realm of cultivation, but instead had to bury it here.

Every demon burst out with the most primitive power, and every demon constantly stimulates his potential just to preserve a branch of the demon green.

But in front of the Saints, their outbreak is not worth mentioning at all.

Huang Xiaoxian suddenly calmed down and his mind was empty.

This is Hongpiao’s method!

Huang Xiaoxian is sure.

This is a more advanced spiritual attack method than the heaven and earth illusion of the clam fairy. All of them were bewitched and their spiritual will was kidnapped during this period.

I don’t know what Hong Tiao means, but it’s certain that the four tribes entering the secret realm will definitely suffer heavy losses.

No, it has suffered heavy losses.

If you don’t take out your killer weapon at this time, the four clans will probably be destroyed.

The Saint of Tiancheng laughed wildly, his huge fist crossed the sky, and the magic weapon of dozens of Wei Sanniang and his dozens of people exploded instantly, including Mei'er. Everyone was immediately backfired and blood was squirted.

Mo Ziheng and Gongziqi arrived, and the two swords that were traversing the sky combined, and a sound of explosion came from the space.

At the critical moment, he stood in front of Wei Sanniang and the others.

The huge sword shadow collided with the fist in an instant, and Young Master Qi and Mo Ziheng flew out.

Young Master Qi was the worst injured, half of his body exploded, and Mo Ziheng broke his arm again.

Fortunately, the attacks of the two bought time for Wei Sanniang and the others. More than a dozen people took the opportunity to escape from the range of the Saint's giant boxing and escaped from danger. If the fist had not stagnated, they would have probably all died.

Mo Ziheng endured the pain of his broken arm and led Gongziqi to escape from the attack range of the Saint.

Fortunately, dozens of demons worked together to launch a blow, buying time for the two of them, but the demons also injured several times in an instant, all of which were very serious.

The Saint of Tiancheng showed his power, killing repeatedly, and burst into laughter. The heaven and earth were filled with crazy laughter. Everyone was shocked and the spiritual platform was unstable, and the poor realm was vomiting blood on the spot.

Wei Sanniang returned, following Wushuang, and there were shadow clans behind her.

The battle was in a hurry and chaotic manner. Everyone was not distinguished from each other and fought together, but how powerful could their joint force be?

The saint swung his huge fist a hundred feet away, and suddenly punched the air. Wherever the fist wind passed, sand and stones flew, and the strong wind raged.

A trace of black aura surged in the strong wind, which was the murderous intent of the Saint of Tiancheng.

Before the clam fairy's illusion was covered, she was beaten to pieces by a punch.

Too strong, it makes people feel powerless.

The first time the clam fairy met someone who could defeat her illusion of heaven and earth with one punch. Her chest felt like a heavy hammer and her body flew out like a broken kite.

Jin Chanzi shouted and hugged the body of the clam fairy tightly to prevent her from getting hurt again. Lu Shenyao gestured at the Saint Shibi: "Don't come over! Tell you, I am not an ordinary monk, can I open the sky with one punch and crack the earth with one punch?"

At the critical moment, Lu Shenyao would not retreat. He was a liar, but not a coward. Although he was afraid, he refused to let him go.

"Ah———————————”

The Saint thought he was a cockroach and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Lu Shenyao was actually knocked to the ground by a mouthful of phlegm, vomiting blood while vomiting nausea.

"So shameless! It's so disgusting!"

Lu Shenyao was so angry that he vomited and scolded. Fortunately, he didn't eat anything, and all he vomited was blood at this time.

But the Saint didn't take him seriously at all and turned around to attack the Shadow Clan and Wei Sanniang who were rushing over.

But as soon as I turned around, my body stiffened.

A blue light burst out deep in the spring of the ages, and then a flame as big as a bean was seen swaying out.

The world is filled with blew and killing, and the flames are not big, but the green light that blooms covers a range of thousands of miles.

Yao Qing's weak voice came from the bath Ze: "Zhuying will disintegrate, don't go!"

The flames swayed in the air for a moment, which was a response to Yao Qing.

It can't speak, it just expresses its determination with its body.

Even if it disintegrates, the saints must not be so arrogant and domineering.

Zhuying's weak appearance instantly made all the shadow people crazy. Some people's eyes subconsciously became moist and their eyes were red.

You can’t let Zhuying take action! You can’t let Zhuying collapse!

All the shadow men take action at the same time, they are not opponents, but they have to try their best to resist the damage for Zhuying, and strive to make Zhuying's power explode to the extreme.

The Saint of Tiancheng smiled: "Little, I like your stubbornness. That little immortal is your master, right? I want to wipe him out with my own hands in front of you! See if you are still so stubborn? Of course, I don't need your support, and you don't have to lower your proud head for your master, because I will break you apart and condense it again. At that time, you will completely belong to me. Your pride will also completely belong to me."

The candle shadow shook, and the slaughtering aura between heaven and earth became stronger, and the green light became more and more intense.

The Saint didn't care at all. He knew that the full power of Zhuying would definitely hurt him.

If Zhuying was in his heyday, he would be taboo two points, but now Zhuying is at the end of his strength. No matter how strong the power it explodes, it cannot do anything to him. At most, it will burn a blood bubble.

So he turned around to face the Emperor Xiaoxian.

The three combined gods around Huang Xiaoxian are on guard.

"My little master, you go first, the three of us will try to block his move and half a move."

Huang Xiaoxian's mouth twitched, and the three of them were just talking. At this time, where else did he go? Could he go?

But at this time, Huang Xiaoxian was obviously different from just now.

I was surprised, inexplicably, angry and sad, my eyes became clear and transparent, my waist stood straight, and I looked at the saint's gaze without fear.

"I also plan to kill you with my own hands, for the great world of cultivation, for all the brothers and sisters who fell here, for the harm suffered by Zhuying, and for the demon green who destroyed his body by you."

Huang Xiaoxian's attitude was very calm, and every word was said very clearly, and the scene suddenly stopped.

Especially the Shadow Clan, they heard the saints say that Huang Xiaoxian is Zhuying's master. Didn't Xihe ask Zhuying to assist Huang Xiaoxian? Why did he become Zhuying's master?

Yaoqing is the holy spirit of the demon clan, and Zhuying is also the holy spirit in the hearts of Shadowmen. Now that the Holy Spirit has a master, how can they not be surprised!

The Saint of Tiancheng was also surprised. He didn't expect that the ant in front of him would challenge him? He actually wanted to fight to the death with him?

If you look carefully, Huang Xiaoxian is just a half-basic monk.

Who gave him the courage?

"Boy, I will give you a dignified way of dying. I will beat you to ashes with my own hands. Is it considered respect for you?"

After saying that, the huge fist was raised high. In his opinion, it was the honor of Emperor Xiaoxian to die at his hands.

At this time, Huang Xiaoxian also slowly rose into the air, and his body turned into a bent bow at the same time. His head was tilted back as much as possible, and his legs were bent back as much as possible, as he looked like his head and feet were about to connect.

What is this pose?

Li Wushuang was the first to speak: "I understand, he is an iron-plate bridge in the air."

Wei Sanniang gave him a look: "You can just be so stupid!"

Li Wushuang widened his eyes: "I'm looking at Xiaoxian. You actually said he is a big deal?"

Wei Sanniang: “…”

At the critical moment of life and death, the two of them still laughed and scolded without showing any fear. This is the real fearlessness.

One is the Iron Lady of the Zhenwu World, and the other is the hob meat full of brute force.

The two of them showed to the world with their attitude that even if they die, they would not embarrass the Zhenwu world and could be regarded as strong and strong.

The candle shadow in the distance shook again. It didn't think that the emperor's little fairy could be like a saint, so it would be better to take the opportunity to siege the other party.

But Huang Xiaoxian let out a clear roar: "This is a battle between me and him, Zhuying and the four tribes are not allowed to participate in the war."

Lu Shenyao, who had just cleaned up his phlegm, couldn't help but look up when he heard this: "Dad, you're stubborn! Everyone has a chance to rush forward, and they just go to death."

Mei'er also shed tears: "Xiaoxian, if you die, I will never live alone!" She expressed her love and attachment in her heart in this way.

The holy man's fist did not hesitate at all, and he wanted to punch this fool who was ignorant of the sky and earth into dust.

At this time, someone noticed that Huang Xiaoxian suddenly had a pitch-black knife in his hand.

A narrow knife that makes people feel thrilled and makes people feel trembling.

The blade is very narrow, but very long. The black blade is like the moon in a solar eclipse, with a black light that is impossible to see directly.

Huang Xiaoxian turned pale, and he could see a few drops of blood falling from the corners of his eyes.

The black sword appeared, and the holy gaze instantly condensed. He could feel the murderous intent on the sword, bloody.

But after looking at Huang Xiaoxian, he couldn't help but laugh: "Even if you give you a magic weapon, can you kill me with it? An ant is an ant. How powerful do you think you can exert it? At most, I'll give me another treasure, go to death!"

The fist was smashed without pause.

Huang Xiaoxian held the knife in both hands, raised it high, blood flashed in his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Slay!"

Mei'er in the distance rushed forward a few steps: "Little Fairy!" But she was caught by the weak clam fairy. Don't go over, that black knife is not simple.

Sure enough, as the black knife suddenly slashed out, a dazzling black light suddenly lit up, just like flying from the sky. It was possessed by the narrow sword, and the black knife instantly turned into several hundred feet long, pulling out a black shadow in the space.

The Saint watched hundreds of feet of sword light: "It's really powerful, let's talk about it if you can break my fist!"

He faced Chengying Knife with his fist without hesitation.

The battle between two people does not belong to the type of monks, but is more like the battle of ancient warriors. One uses fists, is huge and powerful, and the other holds a long sword in his hand, with the courage to never return.

The clam fairy's eyes also condensed. Based on her vision, she could see the clues. The Chengying Sword is indeed powerful, exceeding all mortal magic weapons. Unfortunately, it is still much worse to kill the saint. Not to mention killing the other party, even if you break the other party's fist, it will be a little less powerful. Unless the Emperor Xiaoxian has other means, he will definitely die.

Seeing the encounter between the fists and swords, the saint had already smiled cruelly, but suddenly something black and black fell down and immediately covered the saint.

When the Saint was stunned, he heard a mechanical voice asking: "When is the most stars in front of him?"
Chapter completed!