The two holy sons Changsheng and Fan Bing would never have thought that He Wuhen had been practicing for three years in the past ten days on the floating island!

He spent three years in the illusion of time to refine all the souls of more than 60 heavenly emperors. Read a book? 1? Book? ···

He successfully deprived him of sixty-eight laws and his soul power was also increased to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven!

He Wuhen's strength increased dramatically and he finally ended his cultivation.

"Swish!"

A flash of light, he flew out of the Tower of Heaven and landed on the ruins.

Ten days ago, it was a floating island that was tens of thousands of miles away, but now it was bombarded into ruins by two holy sons, leaving only a hundred miles in radius.

He Wuhen appeared out of thin air, neither Changsheng nor Fan Bing expected it and was shocked.

The two of them hurriedly held the sword, looked at He Wuhen with murderous aura on their faces, and surrounded him from left to right.

"He Wuhen, are you finally willing to come out?"

"If you keep hiding in the artifact pagoda, we really can't do anything to you, but if you jump out and seek death, then we will fulfill your wish!"

Changsheng and Fan Bing are full of momentum, and their eyes are full of fighting spirit.

He Wuhen stood in the sky with empty hands, looked down at them with a proud look, and said with a faint smile: "You are wrong, I am not hiding. I just destroyed the lava island before and gained a lot. I just took some time to refine it."

"Now the time has come, I am going to send you back to the West. I am kind and allow you to leave your last words before you die."

Changsheng was so angry that his face turned pale and cursed angrily: "Arrogant! He Wuhen, I am not the useless person in Zhuoyue, it's easy to kill you!"

Fan Bing didn't talk much, only one sentence: "It's you who should give the last words!"

When they finished speaking, the two of them took action at the same time, fighting dozens of laws of the great way, killing He Wuhen.

In the sky, thousands of rays of light appeared suddenly, colorful, and endless phantoms appeared, which was dazzling.

He Wuhen laughed loudly, and did not use his weapons. He waved his palms with his sleeves flying, and slapped them at them.

The power of many great laws of the Tao was violently bombarded, and the muffled sound of "bang bang bang" sounded, spreading throughout the sky for hundreds of thousands of miles.

After the two sides fought each other, He Wuhen remained calm and stood still, but both of the holy sons were blown back.

"puff……"

"Well!"

The man was still in the air, and the two of them vomited blood, their faces pale as paper, and they were obviously seriously injured. Yishu·1·

"How is it possible? Could it be that he has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Emperor?"

"How could his strength be so terrifying?"

The two of them looked at He Wuhen in disbelief, with their eyes as sharp as a sword, as if they were about to see him through.

He Wuhen didn't chase him, and smiled with a jokey look on his face, "Aren't you two trying to capture me and offer it to the Southern Saint King? Don't you want to rob the Tower of Heaven, better than entering the Immortal Sky Spring?"

"Come on! Show your secret skills and let me see what kind of ability are the so-called ten saints?"

The strong humiliation and anger made Changsheng and Fan Bing's faces turn red, and he shouted angrily and rushed towards He Wuhen again.

He Wuhen flew his palms again and burst out a pair of earth-shaking fist lights.

"Killing Fist!"

The power of the Great Law Law exploded, and thousands of rays of light lit up, forming a phantom scene of corpses and seas of blood, covering the two holy sons.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them were shocked and flew back again, their armor shattered inch by inch, their ribs and arms were broken, and their bodies were covered with blood.

This time, He Wuhen stopped talking nonsense, and his figure flashed and chased after him, his fists and palms all out, and he launched an overwhelming attack.

Changsheng and Fan Bing had no choice but to take back the Gu Zhong and Taiyuan Tianding to resist He Wuhen's attack.

The muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang bang" continued to explode in the sky, mixed with the sound of "crack bang" shattering.

It was the sound of the brokenness of the ancient bell and the Taiyuan Tiandian Ding, and the sound of their bones being broken.

The three of them fought in the sky, fighting fiercely, fighting in the dark, and the sun and the moon were gone.

Within a radius of 300,000 miles, the shock wave continued to spread, knocking several nearby floating islands into dust.

From the beginning, the two holy sons were passive and at a disadvantage.

Even though He Wuheng used weapons and magic weapons, they could not resist the attacks with bare hands and fists, and their injuries continued to worsen.

The two gradually became desperate.

They could not believe that He Wuhen was so powerful.

"I don't know how many great laws he has condensed?"

"Before using magic weapons, we were attacked, so we had no power to fight back. If we used magic weapons, wouldn't he be comparable to His Majesty the Southern Saint King?"

Before the body was destroyed and destroyed, this thought came to the minds of the two of them. Reading a book? 1? · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·

Ten minutes later, Changsheng and Fan Bing were defeated, their body was destroyed, leaving only the white mist of soul.

The two of them ran away in panic, and in order to speed up the escape, they did not hesitate to self-destruct the laws of the Great Dao.

He Wuhen felt very distressed when he saw it, so he had to use the Tower of Heaven, Xuanyuan Sword, and the magical skills of traveling through time and space.

He teleported and caught up with Changsheng, and used the Xuanyuan Sword and the Blood-Drinking Sword to shatter Changsheng's soul and suppressed him in the Xuanyuan Sword.

Then, he used his way through time and space, teleported 150,000 miles in reverse, and caught up with Fan Bing.

"Zhentian!"

The sky was imprisoned, and Fan Bing's soul white mist stopped moving and stopped in the air.

"The wrath of the people!"

Xuanyuan Sword slashed out the light of Kaitian sword, condensed the anger and murderous aura of the people, and shattered Fan Bing's soul.

More than twenty pieces were immediately suppressed in the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this point, the battle is finally over.

The sky returned to peace, and the two genius sons fell, but He Wuhen was unharmed.

After practicing in the past few years, the laws of deprivation of his strength increased dramatically, and he was very satisfied with it.

He put away his magic weapon with a smile, stepped on the sky with a confident look, and rushed towards the direction where Tianhuangge Fu Island was.

"Southern Saint King, since you are determined to capture me, I will make you a big flip by the Southern Region, making you regret your original decision!"

"Six saints, six thousand southern patrol guards, no one of them can ever return to the Holy King's Palace alive!"

Two hours later, He Wuhen returned to the area where Tianhuang Pavilion was located.

Tianhuangge Fu Island no longer exists, but there is still a saint son, thousands of southern patrol guards.

The other three saints led hundreds of southern patrol guards to search in all directions.

Although Tianhuang Pavilion has been destroyed, the pavilion leader, Emperor Yunhuang and the deputy pavilion leader, Zong Yan, have both been killed.

But the order issued by the Southern Saint King was to completely wipe out Tianhuang Pavilion.

Therefore, the Holy Sons had to kill nearly 100 Heavenly Emperors in Tianhuang Pavilion before they could complete the task successfully.

When He Wuhen arrived in this area, he saw thousands of southern patrol guards spreading out into a circle, guarding the sky without moving.

A young man from the Martial race dressed like snow and was as handsome as a woman, sitting upright in the sky.

There was an antique stone table in front of him, sitting on a stone bench himself, playing a guqin.

There was an incense burner on the stone table, and there was a curling blue smoke. A beautiful southern patrol commander stood respectfully, like a personal guard.

"Damn, I'm angry when I see this kind of sissy. I'm obviously full of blood and pretending to be gentle and elegant, and I'll kill you."

He Wuhen muttered and rushed over with a bad expression.

He did not hide his breath, so he flew over with a swagger and was immediately spotted by the southern patrol guards.

Suddenly, hundreds of southern patrol guards rushed over to siege He Wuhen.

He Wuhen showed no mercy, left and right Xuanyuan Sword, and his right hand had a blood-drinking knife, and killed in the sky.

Hundreds of southern patrol guards in the Heavenly Venerable Realm were not enough for him to kill them in three moves.

More than a dozen southern patrol guards in the Tianzun realm were furious and joined forces to kill He Wuhen and cramped.

The saint in white was still pretending to play the piano, and he didn't even have the interest to look at He Wuhen.

His expression was very cold. Even though his subordinates died or injured countless people, he didn't even blink his eyelids.

From this we can see that this person is not only full of blood, but also extremely cold, treating human life like a mustard.

In just ten minutes, more than half of the thousands of southern patrol guards were killed by He Wuhen, including more than a dozen commanders of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

The saint son in white could no longer sit still, showed a compassionate expression, holding the green jade sword in his hand, sighed: "This alien heavenly emperor is so bloody and cruel. This saint son is going to do his own thing for heaven today and kill this beast!"

After saying that, he wore a sword in white clothes, and was as swept like an immortal to kill He Wuhen.

Before he could make a move, he acted handsomely and showed off his teleportation technique, which made countless southern patrol guards admire him and looked admiring.
To be continued...