God Ring Howl

Xuanyuanhong and the ice-cold youth have already discovered that the Confucian scholar is in trouble.

They all knew that if the delay continued, the old Confucian scholar would definitely be swallowed by the blue light of Huamo.

In this way, the threat of Huamo Blu-ray to them is likely to be greater and more intense than that of Confucian scholars.

Subversive and disparate changes will inevitably occur in the blink of an eye, and it is really beyond their ability to predict.

After all, even the old Confucian scholars who specialize in poisoning kung fu can't do anything, so what can they do?

It's a pity that even the two of them are powerless to rescue them now.

They themselves are in danger.

Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, the cold youth gritted his teeth and slapped his chest away.

Almost at the same time, the ice-cold young man spit out a burst of green and cold energy from his mouth.

Inspired by this cold and vigorous energy, the flying sword in his hand bursts with power even better.

With soaring evil aura, he went straight to Zhao Xiang and slashed away with a chichi piercing the air.

This is the strongest ultimate move of the ice-cold youth, and it is also the maximum limit that this ultimate move can use.

This killer move is rarely used by the ice-cold youth, and he will never use it unless it is a life-or-death situation, because it has an extremely powerful backlash effect.

The main reason is that exhaling life essence to increase power will inevitably affect the foundation of his cultivation.

It is not as simple and easy as injury treatment.

The so-called kill one thousand enemies and injure eight hundred.

It can be seen that the cold youth's expression is extremely depressed at this time.

His eyes are dull and lifeless, like an old man lying on a sickbed after a long illness, almost no different from a disabled person.

Once a monk lacks mana and energy, his combat ability is not even as good as that of ordinary soldiers.

This was the strongest blow of the ice-cold youth, and he could only use this killing move.

If he can't make meritorious deeds again, then he will undoubtedly die.

"Flying sword? It turned out to be a flying sword with unparalleled power! Its murderous intent..."

Facing the flying sword that was coming soaring and full of sword intent, Zhao Xiang squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.

With his body still unable to move freely, Zhao Xiang actually had a sneer with a special meaning on his face.

Xuanyuanhong and the ice-cold youth subconsciously felt an inexplicable ominous feeling.

However, what Zhao Xiang did at the next moment made the two of them ecstatic.

Almost at the same time, they were completely cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

On top of a pavilion in the center of the courtyard.

Zhao Xiang's figure sank from the top of the collapsed pavilion.

At the same time, Zhao Xiang raised his hand and stretched out two fingers, and gently squeezed them away.

Seeing Zhao Xiang's near-suicide behavior with their own eyes, Xuanyuan Hong and the ice-cold youth almost couldn't help laughing wildly three times in a row.

From the point of view of Xuanyuan Hong and the ice-cold youth, this battle can be declared over, and there is no need to continue.

Both of them know how powerful this ultimate move is, but those who have seen this move are all dead.

Even if Xuanyuan Hong used his strongest means, he would not dare to confront this flying sword head-on.

Not to mention Zhao Xiang, a so-called strong man no older than thirty.

In Xuanyuanhong's mind, at this moment, he had already begun to imagine the exciting scene of Zhao Xiang being split in half.

He half-opened his mouth all at once, and couldn't wait to cheer and celebrate that Zhao Xiang's life was successfully resolved.

Even if Zhao Xiang's physical body can bear low-grade artifacts, he must have the strength of a late-stage master who is at the peak or above.

If Zhao Xiang is only a late-stage god or an early-stage master——

What is the need to continue fighting this battle?

Just throw in the towel early.

No, no, that can only be courting death.

Has anyone seen anyone who can escape from the sword of the ice-cold youth?

And the cold young man who was in the process of confronting Zhao Xiang, when he saw the sneer on Zhao Xiang's face——

He immediately felt a kind of humiliation naked|naked|naked|.

This smile made the ice-cold youth not as proud as Xuanyuan Hong, but let out a shrill roar.

The whole body's Buddha power and divine power surged out, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and the flying sword that had reached its limit gained another point of power.

Enveloped by the piercing sound of chi chi chi, the flying sword slashed on the two fingers that Zhao Xiang stretched out.

The sounds of collisions, bone cracks, and knuckles falling off that were bound to occur did not appear.

The scene of blood splatter like a flower that was bound to appear did not appear.

Not even the blinding light that was sure to appear.

The flying sword, which hits a hundred shots, landed steadily between those two jade-like white fingers.

There was not even a slight tremor, but an extremely gentle and extremely cold glow emitted in an extremely quiet and docile way.

It seems that the endless murderous intent bursting out of talent and the evil spirit sweeping around are simply illusions.

This quiet dreamlike feeling is just a moment of youth.

Then, the dense blue light on the flying sword began to flicker endlessly.

Of course, it's not going straight to the flickering appearance of violent mopping up in all directions.

Instead, it spread along the body of the sword to the palm that released the sword, spreading like a flowing subtitle.

And then, nothing, everything turned into nothingness.

When the blue light was transmitted like lightning, everything came to an end.

The flying sword is still the same flying sword, but its sharp edge is no longer there, it is as new and pale as a piece of white paper.

"This is impossible!"

"My God, why did you lose your soul connection with Feijian?"

Opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, the violent young man Yang Yi locked onto the hole on the roof of the pavilion with a dazed expression.

He could no longer see Fei Jian, but he was still trying to feel the hard-to-feel information.

The flying sword that has been with him for tens of thousands of years and is more familiar and closer than his own hands——

Completely lost contact, even the slightest contact.

……

Fight or flee?

Open the bow, how can there be any arrows to turn back? !

For nearly a million years, violent youths have never imagined that they would face such a difficult choice!

Because of him, the ice-cold youth, Yang Yi, learned this flying sword move, the World Destroying Flying Sword!

This sword was given by the eldest son of the ancient Xuanyuan family in the Wuji God Realm!

If you are not an absolute confidant, you will definitely not enjoy this honor!

Even the blood of the Xuanyuan family may not necessarily learn this trick!

Take Xuanyuan Hong as an example, he is of the direct bloodline, but unfortunately, the patriarch, the old Huangzun, did not teach him this move!

But what's the use of thinking about it now?The ice-cold youth murmured in his heart, the flying sword was destroyed, and only two or three combat powers remained at most!

The old Confucian scholar is completely finished, what should I do next?Continue to resist?

It is tantamount to killing oneself by hitting a pebble with a stone!

escape?Can you escape?

……

Xuanyuan Hong felt even more apprehensive or even terrified and desperate at this moment.

Zhao Xiang's terrifying strength displayed gave him a sense of mystery like looking at flowers in a fog.

The reason why he didn't turn around and run away immediately was because he clearly saw——

When receiving the flying sword, Zhao Xiang's breath suddenly became disordered.

Xuanyuan Hong was able to tell that the aura fluctuated up and down and was difficult to control, and it was by no means a fake.

After sweeping Zhao Xiang's facial expression, Xuanyuan Hong found that Zhao Xiang seemed to be enduring some kind of pain that was not humane.

Xuanyuan Hong thought of an affirmative answer at any time, and his heart became hot and excited——

"Is Feijian really that easy to pick up? There are more than ten powerful people who died under it?"

"Hmph, I just don't believe that you, Zhao Xiang, have the power to reach the heavens!"

"Right now, your breath is out of order and your inner demons are unclear. Is the fragrance of peach blossoms really so easy to break?"

"If that's the case, then how come even Patriarch Lao Huangzun is scruples and defensive about it?"

"Now that Zhao Xiang is at his weakest, it is a good opportunity for this deity to strike!"

"Besides, Zhao Xiang's movement skills are restricted again when fighting in the courtyard!"

"Could it be that the third son of the dignified Xuanyuan family, who has worked hard for a million years, is no better than Zhao Xiang, who is less than three years old like you?!"

"Hey, so what if you are physically strong? This courtyard itself is a divine weapon!"

"Even if the Confucian old man and the cold young man are sacrificed, it will definitely be nothing!"

"According to a seal that was opened just now, Patriarch Lao Huangzun said—"

"The two of them are actually the nourishment for this artifact!"

"After they die, they will turn into a kind of energy and be absorbed by the artifact, instantly enhancing the magical power of the artifact!"

"Hehe, so it turns out that one can smell the fragrance of peach blossoms, and the other can wield the Flying Sword of Flying World, just to improve this divine weapon?"

However, the patriarch of the ancient Xuanyuan family, Huangzun, who was far away in the Wuji God Realm, had a sad face at this moment.

He couldn't sense the breath of Xuanyuanhong No. [-] in the Xuanyuan mansion in the Buddhist city of the Buddhist world at all.

It's just that the aura of peach blossom fragrance has disappeared faintly, and the aura of Mie Shi Feijian has also disappeared.

Because of a supernatural power and a flying sword, he, the old emperor, had imprinted a trace of his soul on it.

For an emperor, it is too easy to put a soul mark on a magical power or an artifact.

If you want those below the emperor to not be able to find this mark, there is no difficulty.

It was precisely because he sensed that his soul had lost the faint connection between Peach Blossom Fragrance and Feijian that the old Huangzun judged——

The Confucian old man and the cold young man have both injured and even lost their lives.

Because of this, the old emperor forcibly used his supernatural powers——

With the help of burning the blood essence of life, a seal that was sealed deep in Xuanyuanhong's soul was activated.

This seal was also a precautionary measure for the old emperor, but he never thought that it would come in handy now.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Hong, who was originally in the position of the subject but actually the guest, changed his identity and became the core figure.

What Xuanyuanhong never knew was that the old emperor never regarded Xuanyuanhong as a human being, no matter in his eyes or in his heart.

He is a kind of thing, a bait, not even an ant.

As long as Zhao Xiang is caught, the mission will be completed.

At worst, Zhao Xiang must be killed.

Even if it is a sacrifice, it doesn't matter.

And for Xuanyuan Hong, who opened a seal deep in his soul, it was like injecting a shot in the arm.

Originally, Xuanyuan Hong had a faint feeling that his status in the Xuanyuan family was not high.

He even noticed that the head of the family, the old Huangzun, ignored his eyes sometimes.

After opening this seal, he immediately judged that his previous feeling was a complete misunderstanding.

He, Xuanyuan Hong, is the core existence of the Xuanyuan family, and the old emperor did not despise him at all, but favored him instead.

That being the case, the old emperor would definitely not watch Xuanyuanhong die in vain.

The Xuanyuan family is willing to have any secret moves yet to come out.

Why is the deity afraid of Zhao Xiangzhi? !