On the walls of Xuanyuan City, Shi Feng stood proudly in the void and had turned around. His long disguised hair danced in the wind, looking coldly at the purple-gold palm prints bombarding ahead. The blood-colored light flashed on his body. The blood-colored armor was already worn on his body. A huge armor figure had appeared and blocked his body.

With a "boom", the blood-colored flames burst out from Shi Feng again. Shi Feng burned forward, burning on the phantom of the blood-colored armor, and soon merged with the phantom of the blood-colored armor.

The huge phantom of the blood-colored armor was burning with raging flames, emitting an extremely cold and cold aura.

At the same time, there were bloody figures that kept flashing behind Shi Feng. Facing the powerful attack, the army of 2,600 Yin corpses were also released by Shi Feng from the bloody stone tablet. Soon, a formation of ten thousand corpses was set up in this world.

In the left hand, a silver light shone, and a silver sickle appeared in the hand.

Shi Feng frantically poured the power of the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation and the energy in the Dantian into the silver sickle. Soon, the silver sickle kept trembling in Shi Feng's hands.

At this time, the purple gold palm print had already hit Shi Feng's body. The phantom of the armor burning with raging flames immediately disintegrated under the bombardment of the dark purple palm print.

The palm print continued to bombard Shi Feng.

"Slay" Facing the purple gold palm print that was about to hit his body, Shi Feng looked cold and shouted loudly. The silver sickle tightly in his left hand suddenly slashed down.

"Boom" The silver sickle and the purple gold palm print suddenly collided, and a violent roar sounded like a thunderous sound. The sky and the earth were shaking, shaking Xuanyuan City beneath him.

With a "bang", the city walls below suddenly collapsed under the strong fluctuations of force.

Shi Feng above, the silver sickle in his hand, stalemates with the purple gold palm print, blocking the forward movement of the purple gold palm print.

The power of the Eight-Star Martial Emperor, even with the formation of ten thousand corpses and the silver sickle in his hand, was trembling.

It is obviously showing difficulty.

And this is just a powerful person from the Eight-Star Martial Emperor Realm. Xuanyuan Changyun launched a long distance and made Shi Feng do this. If Xuanyuan Changyun arrives, Shi Feng will really fight with him and attack one by one, Shi Feng will not be able to bear it at all.

Shi Feng did sense that the powerful aura was approaching him quickly at this moment.

"Xuanyuan Changyun" Shi Feng sniffed out the name coldly, and then said coldly: "It's great, you have more martial arts talent than your grandfather Xuanyuan Wuming. I killed your grandfather back then. I won't be long before I will take your life."

"The Technique of the Essence of the Nine Netherworlds Escape Light" Shi Feng's face showed a ferocious and ferocious look, and once again let out a loud shout of anger. With a "sniff", a mouthful of bright red blood was suddenly splashed out of Shi Feng's mouth, just spraying onto the silver sickle.

"Bang" once again echoed the world. As Shi Feng burned his natal essence, the silver sickle in his left hand suddenly trembled. The purple gold palm print that was stalked with the silver sickle appeared on it, dense cracks like spider webs.

The crack spread rapidly in all directions, and the entire purple gold palm seal broke open with a bang.

At the same time, the 2,600 Yin corpses behind Shi Feng kept flashing bloody lights. In just one moment, all of them were taken back into the bloody stone tablet by Shi Feng.

At this moment, Shi Feng transformed into a forest white light, like a forest white meteor, constantly sliding towards the rear, flying at an extremely fast speed, like a flowing light, and disappeared into this world in a flash.

Just as Shi Feng disappeared without three breaths, suddenly, a golden figure broke through the air and suddenly stopped in the air where Shi Feng was standing.

This man had a cold face and looked only in his thirties. He was wearing a golden nine dragon robe and exuded the majesty of the emperor all over his body.

That's right, the largest city in the Western Regions, Xuanyuan City, and dozens of surrounding cities, this person is like an emperor, high above, making tens of millions of people look up to control the power of life and death. The life here is all under his control. He is the lord of Xuanyuan City today, Xuanyuan Changyun

It is rumored that his ancestor Xuanyuan was a peerless overlord in the Western Regions more than 10,000 years ago. He swept half of the territory of the Western Regions, intimidated all ethnic groups in the Western Regions, and established the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

But later it gradually declined, with strong men and heroes emerging, and heroes separating the masses.

After Xuanyuan Changyun arrived, golden armored figures followed behind him. Seeing Xuanyuan Changyun standing proudly in the void and not moving, he paused behind Xuanyuan Changyun. At first glance, there were dense crowds of about 100,000 people waiting for Xuanyuan Changyun's orders one by one.

In the world, there was a sudden death

Xuanyuan Changyun's cold face stared at the direction where the forest white meteor escaped. After a while, he spoke coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "The breath of Jiuyou"

Xuanyuan Changyun is familiar with the word Jiuyou. Back then, the man he respected most in his life, his biological grandfather, died at the hands of the Jiuyou Emperor, who was called the most powerful person under this sky.

Not only did his useless father not think about avenging his grandfather, but when he saw that person, he kept nodding and bowing to him, losing all the face of the surname Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Changyun, who was young at that time, once secretly made a vow that this person must be killed by himself when he is alive.

But I didn't expect that the man suddenly fell in sixteen years.

The successor of that person, today he came to my Xuanyuan City to be rude and even kidnapped Yan Rou. This person will be punished

"Yun Jian" Xuanyuan Changyun suddenly let out a cold shout.

"Mo Jiangye" At this moment, behind Xuanyuan Changyun, a general wearing golden armor walked out, clasped his fists with his hands and responded in a deep voice.

This person is the first general in Xuanyuan City, Yun Jian, and the martial arts realm. At the realm of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor, he is only one star away from Xuanyuan Changyun.

"The man just now was seriously injured, so he couldn't run far. You lead 30,000 golden armored soldiers to search and as long as you see this person, you will be killed without mercy," Xuanyuan Changyun said coldly again.

"The last general will obey the order." Yun Jian responded in a deep voice. Then, the golden spear in his hand pointed directly in front of him and shouted: "My sons, follow the general to capture this person. If you find this person, you will be rewarded with tens of millions of stones and hundreds of beauties."

The sound of cloud clipping echoes in this world.
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