Xuanqi roared, and could not let Wu Liang and Xuanqing kill Xuanmiao. Although Xuanmiao himself is not worthy of the truth, this is the majesty of the sects.

I just said that all the sects were one. If I watched Xuanmiao die, who would dare to take action and who would dare to form an alliance?

It was not only Xuanqi who figured it out, but the other supreme people also woke up one after another. I must not let Xuanmiao die here, at the hands of Wu Liang and Xuanqing!

Once Xuanmiao dies, the alliances of the sects will collapse in an instant. Who will be the opponent of Wu Liang and the other two in a fight alone?

In an instant, the other four supreme masters took action, and together with Wu Liang and the other three, the seven supreme masters suddenly started a life-and-death battle.

What was unexpected was that Wu Liang was not fighting against the powers alone at this moment. Xuan Qing, the strongest among the supreme masters, joined forces with Wu Liang, but he was a lucky person.

...

Boom!

The roar in the sky became louder and louder. At this moment, it was not only China, but the whole world could feel the invisible pressure and vibration.

In the Dragon Martial Arts Bureau, Feng Yi looked bitter and shook his head, "I thought the battle was over, but I didn't expect that it would lead to more Supreme Battles. How can I persuade him?"

He has already known the message from Danue, but if he is a smallpox warrior, he is definitely a peak powerhouse if he is normal.

Even the heads of various sects may not be as good as him, and they will treat each other with courtesy when they meet. But now the supremes have appeared one after another, and he, a smallpox warrior, is not even considered cannon fodder after he goes.

The aftermath of the seven supreme powerhouses alone was enough to make him lose his life. Feng Yi dared not to rush to the Ninth Heaven, even if he was passing the message, he would be powerless.

Bai Longer looked solemn, looked up and observed for a moment, frowned and said, "It's not necessary to go up and pass the message in person. If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, we can do our best."

"You mean?"

Feng Yi was thinking, but now it was not a thousand years ago. There were so many ways to pass the message. As long as those people knew about it, they didn’t necessarily have to go up and take risks by themselves.

"It's true that I have raised those guys for so many years in vain. Isn't it impossible to do such a thing?" Bai Longer smiled discontently, feeling ridiculous about the thoughts of the two people in the Great Uncle. These are the most powerful people.

How could they truce the battle just because they say something?

Not to mention the Supreme Powerful One, it is the Venerable Sanhua. How many people can truly respect the imperial power?

The five three flowers in the Dragon Martial Arts Bureau, how many people are sincerely working for those people? They either have their own will or have various other reasons to join the Dragon Martial Arts Bureau. The Three Flowers Master has transcended the mortals, how could he be an mortal?

Imperial power is committed.

...

The battle in the Nine Heavens was not shaken by the thoughts of the people on the ground. In just a cup of tea, the mystery was already in danger. If it weren't for the rescue of the great supreme emperors, they would have died at the hands of Wu Liang and the others.

Even so, Xuanmiao was seriously injured and dying. Seeing Wu Liang coming again, Xuanmiao immediately shouted sadly: "God Lord, forgive me!"

"Beg for mercy? The dignified supreme, so cowardly and sad!"

Wu Liang sneered, Xuan Qing fought against the four supreme masters alone, and seeing that he was about to lose, how could Wu Liang miss the opportunity to kill the supreme master of Yushuimen?

Yushuimen, he has been against him from the beginning, and many things also started from Yushuimen. If you say that you are always hunting for thousands of miles, how could you die later, Kuiyuan Wooden body die later, how could you gather in Wujia Village?

Chang Yuanqing, a Western Xinjiang, took the risk to fight, almost ruined his good things.

Now the Supreme Lord of Yushuimen is about to die, and without the Supreme Lord, the fate of these people will only be worse than that of Shenzong and Qingmumen. These supreme masters who eat people and do not spit out bones can fight side by side today, and will destroy Yushuimen and share the benefits tomorrow

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"Tianzun! No..."

Xuanmiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and she didn't have time to regret it. She just felt that her whole body was filled with fear and fear. He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die!

However, a blade emitting dark light had already appeared in Wu Liang's hand, and in the mysterious and horror, the blade slashed down suddenly!

"No!"

The huge roar of sorrow resounded throughout the ninth level of heaven and earth shook. This "no" contained a lot of despair and hardship. From the beginning of practicing martial arts to now being the supreme, five hundred years can be expressed in just a few words.

In five hundred years, how many dynasties can last for five hundred years, witnessing history and changing worlds, the experience of any supreme is a legend.

However, now the legend ends and the myths fall, who is willing to do so!

"Go on the road with peace of mind, don't worry about the absence of old friends ahead!"

Wu Liang smiled coldly, and the blade came to his body. He cut off Xuanmiao's head with one knife, allowing Xuanmiao's remaining body to fall.

The supreme lords who were still entangled suddenly stopped. Everyone turned their eyes to the headless corpse, and then looked at the head that was wide-eyed but no longer had divine light.

Xuanqi's eyes showed a hint of sadness, and the rabbit died and the fox was sad. Although Xuanmiao's strength was not as top as the supreme, how many people were weak at being able to reach the supreme?

Now, before the Supreme Lord fell, he was no better than the new Supreme Lord Chen Yuandao. He was a fellow Taoist who had been with them for a hundred years. Even if Pingju was too dirty, he couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.

"Wu Liang!"

"Wu Liang!"

Several supremes bowed to the sky and drank sadly. In a short period of time, the two supremes died, not in five hundred years!
Chapter completed!