"kill!"

Terrible auras bloomed, and Bai Wuxin and the other two moved closer. Although they were not seriously injured, they still exuded a terrifying aura.

Wushen exuded a sharp sword aura on his body, and the ancient sword roared and used the wordless sword score. Nine ancient characters flew around him, bursting out a powerful and sharp aura, and storming towards the emperor with a bombardment.

Su Xueyue's silver long skirt was emitting a dazzling light, the long skirt was shaking, and her figure was erratic, as fast as lightning.

"roar!"

Bai Wuxin roared angrily, and the battle axe slashed the sky and slashed forward. The dragon shadow appeared, like a dragon-shaped fighting spirit, extremely terrifying.

A powerful murderous aura burst out from Han Hu's body, and a phantom of a white tiger appeared behind him, roaring in anger at the sky and the earth, with an amazing momentum.

However, even if the four people used their full strength and terrifying attacks were storming out, they could not threaten Di Yi and Tianlong Saint Son, and the two of them directly tore the four people's offensive into pieces.

"Emperor's Fist, Kill." Emperor Yi shouted lightly, and the nine ancient emperor phantoms gushed out of the emperor's energy at the same time, rolling and roaring, covering Emperor Yi's entire body, and punched him out, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Nine-character Sword Kill." Wushen roared angrily, waved the ancient sword in his hand, and the nine ancient characters around him flew out, colliding fiercely with Emperor Yi's Emperor's Fist.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Deafening sounds exploded.

The nine ancient swordsman characters bloomed with endless sharp sword energy, crazily attacking the Emperor's Fist. However, the Emperor's Fist was invincible, and the ancient swordsman characters collapsed one after another.

"cut!"

Su Xueyue's figure flashed, and her silver skirt swung, drawing a silver light from the void. This light was sharper than a sword, slashing through the void and slashing towards the emperor's fist.

"Boom!"

However, under the Emperor's Fist, the silver light was also destroyed.

"The white tiger roars in the mountains and rivers." The blood in Han Hu's body burned, and the killing aura on his body surged violently. The phantom of the white tiger behind him seemed to have turned into substance. He roared and rushed towards the Saint Son of the Dragon with a terrifying killing power.

"Cracked me!"

The Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon suddenly tore out several cold and sharp dragon claw seals at the White Tiger that was coming.

"Bang!"

"Swish!"

The air was directly caught and exploded under the dragon claws of the Saint Son of the Dragon, and the space seemed to be torn apart. It directly grabbed the shadow of the White Tiger and tore it hard, allowing the White Tiger to roar and roar, but it could not change the outcome of being torn in half.

"Barulong Kill."

When the Tianlong Holy Son defeated Han Hu's attack, Bai Wuxin let out anger, and the dragon shadow wandered around his body, and the dragon roar shook the sky. A large amount of dragon energy was wrapped around the battle axe in his hand, and he suddenly slashed down at the Tianlong Holy Son.

"Boom!"

The space trembled under his axe, and the shadow of the axe cut out was like a real dragon, carrying the power of creating the world and land, and the wind blowing up pushed the valley into cracks.

"Broken to me."

The Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon was not afraid. His hands had transformed into dragon claws, which were extremely powerful, and directly hit the shadow of the dragon-shaped axe that was coming. The shadow of the dragon-shaped axe was shattered in an instant like tofu.

"Die."

The Saint Son of Heavenly Dragon shouted coldly, his body suddenly moved, and a dragon shadow was raised. The dragon claws were invincible and unstoppable. He wanted to kill Bai Wuxin on the spot with one blow.

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon did not forget that Bai Wuxin mocked him many times in front of Wuyun Mountain. Now he seized the opportunity and he would definitely kill Bai Wuxin.

"You dare!"

However, a shocking voice fell from the sky, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, as if it contained the terrible magical aura, which made the crowd tremble.

Immediately, a terrifying sword energy from the sky descended, as if to pierce the sky.

The Saint Son of Tianlong's heart trembled and his steps were slightly paused. He felt a terrible sword from behind Bai Wuxin. As long as he killed Bai Wuxin with one claw, he would kill him with a sword behind him.

"Go to die."

The Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon roared angrily, and in the dragon's claws, a terrifying dragon energy rushed out and bombarded Bai Wuxin violently, as if he felt that he was hit by a mountain and groaned.

"Bai Wuxin, get out of here!"

A voice came from behind him, and Bai Wuxin's body took a difficult step towards the side in an instant. Then, a terrifying Lingtian sword energy passed by him, invincible and omnipresent.

At this moment, a dazzling sword light lit up from the sky, extremely dazzling.

"broken!"

The gaze of the Saint Son of the Dragon froze. The terrifying sword energy was too powerful, as if he wanted to kill his body directly in half. This was a sense of danger that he had never had when fighting with Bai Wuxin and others. The moment he hit the air, his body flickered and retreated.

"Bang!"

The sword light slashed on the dragon claws that the Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon hit. In an instant, the dragon claws were destroyed under the terrifying Lingtian sword light. The sword energy began to bloom, and the infinite Lingtian sword energy was about to break out of the sky.

"Boom..."

The terrifying sword energy storm bombarded the location where the Tianlong Holy Son was just now. In an instant, the place was bombarded with endless sword energy, and the ground began to eat violently, and dust flew.

The Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon retreated to the distance, looking at the place where the sword energy was bombarded, and his eyes flashed.

If he doesn't retreat, he will have to pay some price to bear it.

"cut!"

Zhou Qing's figure came into the air, his eyes were unparalleled, and the blood-dropping sword in his hand burst out with dazzling sword light again. This sword did not slash at the Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon, but Di Yi.

"Boom!"

A terrifying sword fell down, and the wind and clouds changed color. Emperor Yi's eyes also condensed slightly. The phantoms of the nine ancient emperors rotated, forming a powerful emperor protection. The sword energy continued to bombard it, causing his body to retreat continuously.

When the sword energy dissipated, the phantoms of the nine ancient emperors of Emperor Yi actually destroyed the six, leaving only the last three surrounds the body, but it was also a shaking scene.

"Bai Wuxin, are you okay?" Zhou Qing's voice sounded behind him.

Bai Wuxin spat with bloody saliva and cursed: "Fortunately, I'm thick-skinned and nothing big is going on."

"Okay, Wushen, Xueyue, you four siege and kill the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son, don't let him run away, I will leave it to me to deal with it!" Zhou Qing came into the air, and his voice also rang straight for Di Yi, his demon cloud rolling on his body, and a sword swept across the demon.

Wushang and Su Xueyue nodded, their bodies flashed, and they rushed towards the Saint Son of Tianlong with Bai Wuxin and Fatty.

Zhou Qing's strength is much stronger than them. There should be no problem with Di Yi alone. Even if he can't kill Di Yi, he can still hold on for a while. When the four of them kill the Saint Son of the Dragon, they will kill Di Yi together.

Seeing Bai Wuxin and the other four pursing at him fiercely, the eyes of the Saint Son of the Heavenly Dragon flashed.

It's okay to let him deal with two people, but if you add two more, it would be a bit difficult. After all, Bai Wuxin and the other two are not ordinary people.

The murderous intent burst out from the emperor's eyes, and a large amount of emperor's aura surged out of his body. In an instant, nine intact ancient emperor phantoms condensed again. The emperor's fist burst out, crushing the demon-sweeping sword energy that Zhou Qing swept down to pieces.

"kill!"

Emperor Yi shouted coldly, and the aura on his body surged out. He moved his body and took the initiative to fight towards Zhou Qing. In an instant, the two of them fought fiercely in the air.

(End of this chapter)
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