"No, this is impossible..." Deshan Sanren exclaimed, his eyes were splitting, he couldn't believe that Zhang Yi was still alive and could fight back.

Suddenly, the astonishingly perceptive Master Miaozhen noticed that Zhang Yi was covered in Dao patterns, and his blood was so strong that he was invincible! Is this why the divine flames could not burn him?

It's a pity that they knew it too late... Whoa! As a green sword light lit up, it burst out, sputtering out bright red blood.

A muffled groan came from Deshan Sanren's mouth, and his left arm was cut off and fell into the sky... People immediately exclaimed that the change was so sudden that even they could not react. Deshan Sanren then

It has been severely damaged.

"Suffer death!"

Xu Zhicai was furious. He took two steps forward and punched him.

With a contemptuous smile on his lips, Zhang Yi also punched him up, and with a bang, their fists intertwined, and the violent punches knocked Xu Zhicai away... "How is that possible?

We are both in the late stage of Creation Realm, why are you so strong?"

Xu Zhicai looked horrified, muttering and spitting blood, and fell to the ground in a panic, creating a big crater.

"My sword points, who in the world can be my enemy?"

Zhang Yi stood on the back of the huge dragon, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd from a high position, his attitude was free and easy, showing the invincible heroic appearance of the swordsman.

Master Miaozhen and others led Deshan Sanren back quickly, and only took a few deep breaths from a distance.

The cultivation level displayed by Zhang Yi is truly beyond imagination. It has far surpassed those in the late stages of the Creation Realm, and even has an aura that can rival the Naturalization Realm.

This kind of momentum really makes people feel numb.

Is this the most outstanding young descendant of the Nei Zhang family? He is already so powerful that he may not even be able to compare with many of the elders of the Nei Zhang family! "Master Xu, are you okay?"

Chunyangzi flew over and raised his hand to help Xu Zhicai up.

"Ahem...this kid is too strong..." Xu Zhicai coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, and his face instantly turned pale. He looked up and said coldly: "Are you okay?

Can we still fight?"

"We're fine, it's just that one of Deshan's hands was cut off."

Chunyangzi smiled bitterly and said: "Master Xu, let me tell you, let's not stop them and let them enter the fog restricted area!"

"Fart! How can we just sit back and do nothing when things have come to this?"

Xu Zhicai angrily rebuked: "Also, Deshan lost one of his hands. If we don't avenge this, how can we win the trust of all the disciples?"

"This..." Chunyangzi smiled bitterly and stopped talking. He knew that they had already formed a blood feud and could not just let it go.

If that's the case, then let's fight to the end! At this time, Zhang Yi flew up on the dragon, looked down at them, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why are you doing this?

I didn’t want to kill anyone, but you didn’t listen to my advice..." "Be presumptuous! Don't be arrogant!"

Xu Zhicai endured the severe pain in his body, flew up in the air, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Yi, this battle is not over yet, don't get too happy too soon."

"Oh, you are all injured, do you really want to continue?"

Zhang Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He thought he could easily defeat Xu Zhicai and others, but he didn't expect that these guys actually mastered the shocking secrets of ancient times, and finally ended up in this stalemate.

"If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!"

Deshan Sanren's expression was ugly. A wisp of divine flame erupted from his fingertips, burning the wound on his broken arm, making a sizzling sound and emitting a cumin barbecue smell.

"Ah..." Due to the severe pain, Deshan Sanren couldn't help but cry out. Big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His face was ferocious and his eyes were about to burst.

Seeing this scene, Chunyangzi couldn't help but shudder.

It's hard to imagine how much pain Deshan Sanren must endure for being so cruel to him.

"This guy..." Qin Huaihe's face trembled. He admired Deshan Sanren's courage and actually burned the wound to stop the bleeding and disinfect it.

Everyone was shocked, and they were also shocked by Deshan Sanren's crazy behavior. It seemed that he was really angered... He even had one of his arms broken. It would be nonsense to say he was not angry.

Soon, Deshan Sanren raised his head, looked directly at Zhang Yi standing across the sky with bloodthirsty eyes, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Yi, I will let you die without a burial place!"

"Who do you think you are?

Just because you want to kill me?"

Zhang Yi smiled without being angry and said contemptuously: "I'll give you a chance, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"Suffer death!"

Deshan Sanren's face turned pale. He didn't have any extra words. Instead, he flew across the sky and activated the huge alchemy furnace. Waves of hot divine flames erupted, burning the whole world... In an instant, the sky was filled with smoke everywhere.

The torrential divine flames are surging like a river and sea. It is extremely spectacular and powerful beyond imagination.

"roll!"

At this moment, Zhang Yi's aura burst out, urging the huge divine dragon. The divine dragon swung its tail and hit Deshan Sanren's body on the spot.

With a pop, Deshan Sanren felt as if he had been hit hard, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew back.

Chunyangzi flew up, trying to catch Deshan Sanren who flew back.

Unexpectedly, the moment he touched Deshan Sanren, a terrifying force hit his body.

There is no suspense, Chunyangzi also felt like he was hit hard, the two of them fell to the ground in embarrassment, almost unable to get up.

"Ahem..." Deshansan's face was as pale as paper, and the aura that filled his body was weakening, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

The amount of real energy consumed by the alchemy furnace is extremely terrifying. As time goes by, the real energy in his body has been almost drained. If he doesn't use the killing move, he may not even be able to maintain the Burning Heaven Technique... Deshan Sanren endured it.

In severe pain, he shouted loudly: "Dianzhu Xu, why are you still standing there?

Use your killing move to kill this kid!"

"Don't hold back anymore, everyone, let's do it!"

Xu Zhicai flew across the sky and slowly landed behind Deshan Sanren. He gently raised his palms and placed them close to the opponent's back.

Master Miaozhen and others were also angered, and flew over one by one, once again transferring all the true energy in their bodies into the body of Deshan Sanren.

Boom! In an instant, Deshan Sanren's aura erupted. His originally damaged body also recovered a lot in an instant. His aura suddenly increased sharply and became stronger and stronger.

Buzz! The alchemy furnace that was originally floating quietly in the air started to tremble at this moment, bursting out with endless divine flames, rushing like a river, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

In just a moment, the huge alchemy furnace began to shrink, as if to trap Zhang Yi inside.

Zhang Yi was startled. He was horrified to find that the surface of the alchemy furnace was covered with various complex talismans, as well as dense avenue patterns... That was... the supreme ancient law! Once trapped in the alchemy furnace, if you want to get out, you may be afraid.
Chapter completed!