No matter how powerful the War Heaven-Wildering Qi is, it cannot stop the sword energy blessed by the Fire Lin Sword!

Feng Yuan killed the Queen of Shi Wei with one move. With a trembling wrist, twenty-two sword lights rushed out of thunder. The twenty-two sword lights were still trembling and shaking while roaring out.

The already fierce sword energy seemed to be more sharp as the sword light fluctuated.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"

After seeing Feng Yuan's sword technique, the other eight Tianchi killers shuddered involuntarily, and a hint of horror flowed out of their eyes.

The psychological shadow caused to them by the Sword Saint back then was too great. Decades passed, and they were still afraid when they saw the Holy Spirit sword technique.

"What are you afraid of? He is not a sword saint! Take action together and kill this kid!"

Zhi Tanhua shouted, and his hands kept waving. The Qiankun sword paper condensed with unparalleled sharp sword energy, covering the sky and the earth, forming a sword energy storm.

At this time, the other Tianchi killers also showed their unique skills and used their full strength.

While they took action, Xiongba covered his wounds and ran quietly in the other direction.

Xiongba is a top master, and he can sense Feng Yuan’s strength at this time.

Although the martial arts of the Twelve Evils of Tianchi are good, the strength of the Tong Emperor is only slightly inferior to that of him. But the combined force of these people may not necessarily block the other party.

If the Tianchi killer could not resist it, he would be in danger.

Xiongba valued his own life very much. He took advantage of the Tianchi killer blocking Feng Yuan, and he took the opportunity to leave just in case.

However, when he wanted to leave quietly, Bu Jingyun, who was following Feng Yuan, arrived in time.

"Xiongba, die!"

Bu Jingyun shouted angrily, the clouds surged, and the powerful force of the cloud palm came, covering Xiongba's figure.

"Bu Jingyun!"

Xiongba was furious at this time. He saw that he could escape, but he was dragged by Bu Jingyunheng, which made him feel murderous intent boiling, and he wished he could beat this evil disciple to death with one move.

At this time, Feng Yuan's sword twenty-two had already encircled the Tianchi killer.

The already extremely sharp Holy Spirit sword energy is so fierce that it cannot be stopped with the blessing of the ten-level collapse force. Wherever the sword energy goes, the void is torn apart and everything disappears.

Puff puff puff!

These sword energy broke through the Qiankun sword paper without any stagnation, and the broom in the iron broom fairy's hand cracked...

Accompanied by the sword energy tearing the body and screaming, the remaining eight Tianchi killers were strangled by the Holy Spirit's sword energy, and blood sprinkled throughout the sky.

Only the most skilled child emperor, with his young figure, turned over several lazy donkeys in succession and survived by luck.

But the Tong Emperor's legs were affected by the sword energy and broke from his knees.

The cute child emperor, who looked like a cute ice and snow, kept screaming on the ground at this time, like a broken doll, covered in blood, making people sympathize with him.

"Never died yet?"

Feng Yuan landed on the ground and glanced at the Tong Emperor, feeling a little surprised. Although he did not use all his strength to sweep away the masters of the martial arts world below the Grandmaster.

The other Tianchi killers were harvested by sword energy, and the Tong Emperor could even save a life with his skills. This made him look at him with admiration.

"Lord of the City, please spare your life!"

Seeing Feng Yuan walking forward, the Tong Emperor forced himself to endure the severe pain and lay on the ground begging for mercy.

The Child Emperor's Child Innocence Sutra has a magical ability, which is to make people rejuvenate, just like the Child Emperor in front of him. As early as twenty or thirty years ago, he was a famous master in the world.

Until now, he is at least forty or fifty years old.

But it still looks like a cute child. When Feng Yuan thinks of this, he gets eye-catching.

"It's better to send you to reunite with your brothers underground! No need to thank me..."

Feng Yuan's fingers flicked, and a finger force penetrated through the air, blowing up the head of the Tong Emperor.

After destroying all the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, Feng Yuan turned his head and looked to the side.

At this time, Xiongba and Bu Jingyun were fighting together.

Xiongba's strength is far above Bu Jingyun, especially Tianshuang Fist is the nemesis of Paiyun Palm. However, he was severely injured by the Sword Saint and Feng Yuan one after another, and only 10% of his strength can be exerted.

He is not Wuming, and he can exert his power beyond his peak with his success.

Xiongba looked anxious, and the surrounding air was surrounded by layers of frost, and the bitter cold almost condensed the air.

But whenever the cold air of Tianshuang Fist reaches Bu Jingyun's side, a blazing aura emanates from Bu Jingyun's right arm.

"Qilin Arm!"

The Qilin bloodline in Feng Yuan's body sensed a little, and he could detect the abnormality of Bu Jingyun's right arm.

Qilin blood contains the hostility of heaven and earth, which can make people fall into the path of demons, but Bu Jingyun's Qilin arm, after being buffered by Yu Yue, has no longer been so strong in magic.

For Bu Jingyun, this arm has only benefits but no harm.

Back then, Yu Yue was just an ordinary blacksmith in the world, but with the help of the Qilin Arm, he made a great reputation in the world.

If Bu Jingyun could fully exert the power of the Qilin Arm, his palm technique could be at least twice or three times more powerful.

At this time, the Qilin arm felt the erosion of the cold air in the sky, and automatically emitted a fierce fire power to help Bu Jingyun resist the Tianshuang Fist.

The power of Xiongba’s Tianshuang Fist has dropped by 20% out of thin air.

Boom!

The force of Tianshuang fist and Paiyun palms continued to bombard, and the airflow fluctuated, lifting the bluestone on the ground and splashing gravels.

Seeing that Xiongba's aura was decreasing, he could immediately take revenge, Bu Jingyun could not keep calm, and gritted his teeth to fully exert the power of Paiyun Palm.

Even, while he was concentrating on his full attention, his cloud palm seemed to have undergone a slight transformation.

Xuyunjin, which was originally illusory, hard and soft, had a domineering and powerful aura.

"kill!"

Bu Jingyun roared violently, and his right arm activated his palm power, blasting Xiongba's fist force, and it was like a bamboo shoot. He knocked Xiongba away with one palm, crack! The bones on Xiongba's body were shattered in half.

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was about to kill Xiongba, a breath suddenly shot out from the No. 1st floor in the world not far away.

boom!

A purple figure appeared instantly, and with one palm, he knocked Bu Jingyun away, then caught Xiongba's body, ready to run towards the direction below the mountain.

Ahhhhh!

It was almost impossible for Xiongba to take revenge, but Xiongba was rescued by someone who suddenly appeared. This situation could not be accepted by anyone.

Bu Jingyun let out a long roar of anger, but the purple figure suddenly appeared, with extremely violent palm power. He suffered heavy injuries with one palm. If he wanted to chase him, the meridians in his body would sting.

He could only scream in fury to vent his depression.

However, Bu Jingyun could not pursue him, and Feng Yuan was still there.

"Boss Purple-clothed Boss... has been waiting for you for a long time!"

A divine light flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes, his expression was leisurely, and a faint red light suddenly appeared on his face!

Swish!
Chapter completed!