slay the gods

The air was filled with the smell of blood, the entire ground was cracked, cracks had already appeared around the palace, the rockery, flowers and trees had already turned into fly ash, pools of blood were on the ground.

Looking at the expressions of Sha Polang and the other three, their aura was much weaker than before, obviously injured, especially Sister Feng's complexion was slightly pale.

"What's the matter with you?" Nangong Xian'er was shocked, and she saw the supernatural power in the air, she knew that there was a big battle here.

"Sister, who did you fight with?" Zi Yunxi went up to hold Sister Feng's hand and asked.

Yun Feiyang also saw that not long after the battle had just taken place here, his face became gloomy, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Brother Sharp said nonchalantly; "I fought against a master of the Heavenly Evil Sect."

"Tianxie Sect? Could it be someone from the Qin family?" Nangong Xian'er frowned slightly.

"Hmph, no matter which family it is from, if you dare to hurt my friend, if you don't give me face, I will definitely not forgive him." Yun Feiyang said coldly, with a strong killing intent coming out of his body.

Just as Yun Feiyang finished speaking, a cold snort came from a distance: "Huh, what a big tone, Zi Yuntian, you are just relying on the strength of your family, and your own strength is nothing more than an ant in my eyes."

The tall figure of the speaker stands in the void, stepping on a black disc like ink, exuding a halo as black as ink, swallowing up the surrounding life force, the man's gaze is like a wild beast looking at Everyone, to be precise, is Nangong Xian'er.

Standing side by side with this person are two masters, one is wearing a Confucian uniform, fair-looking, looks fragile, but his eyes are extremely cold, the other has long hair and is wearing a magic flame robe, a typical magic flame. doorman.

Yun Feiyang looked at the person in the middle with a feeling of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but he felt a killing intent and hatred from Qiu Shuiyun beside him.

"Feiyang, have you forgotten? He is Qin Zishan. The Qin Zishan who fought against me on the Yangtze River that time. If not for the evil emperor's decree and your help, I might be in danger and suffer all kinds of humiliation." Qiu Shuiyun Chuan audio channel.

"Okay, I didn't expect his life to be so big that he escaped that part. Today is the day of his death. I want to devour him and refine him." Yun Feiyang clearly felt the strength of Qin Zishan, and the power contained in it was unexpectedly different. Under the name of the Seventh Heavenly Layer Intermediate Master.

"Qin Zishan, what are you doing here!" Nangong Xian'er said coldly, this Qin Zishan is too presumptuous, to actually hurt her friend in her residence!

"Haha, Nangong Xian'er, I just came to visit you, and these three people are blocking the outside, damn it! It's not bad if I didn't kill them." Qin Zishan laughed loudly, with his hands behind his back, with an attitude of looking down on the world, and slowly Slowly walking towards the crowd from the void.

It was the same with those two people, without any scruples at all, they looked at Nangong Xian'er unabashedly.

"Oh, it turned out to be Qin Zishan, the holy son of the Tianxie Sect. Well, for the sake of your sect, you just knelt down to my brother and confessed your mistake. As for the other two, just apologize directly! Then I can spare you all! "Yun Feiyang's figure appeared in the void in a flash, his clothes fluttered, his eyes were like divine rainbows, and he looked at the three of them coldly.

"Haha..." The three of Qin Zishan couldn't help laughing as if they had heard the best joke in the world. The man in the Confucian uniform even covered his stomach with his hands, tears almost bursting out of his eyes. .

"Brother Sima, isn't this person crazy? He actually speaks so brazenly in front of me. He's an ant. I can kill him with just one breath." Qin Zishan stopped laughing.

"That's right, brother Qin, I think Zi Kunlun is not as good as the previous generation. The Zi family has already declined by this generation!" said the man in Confucian uniform surnamed Sima.

"Hmph, the Zi family is in decline, and such a waste has come out!" The man in the magic flame robe sneered, with an extremely aloof and stern expression.

The three of them were triumphant, each with their hands behind their backs, their eyes were cold, they looked down at Yun Feiyang and the others, and they didn't pay attention to everyone at all. In their view, the "Zi Yuntian" in front of them was just relying on the power of the family to win the attention of the beauties. It's all about showing off in front of him, such a flamboyant kid doesn't take it to heart at all, he just treats him as crazy.

But at this moment, Yun Feiyang's figure disappeared, "Pa, pa, pa!" Three crisp sounds resounded in the void, and Yun Feiyang's big hand had already ruthlessly smacked the three of them's cheeks, slapping them heavily. The person flew and fell to the ground, three mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and a few teeth fell to the ground, and it was impossible to tell who belonged to them.

"Roar!" The three were trembling with anger, and almost passed out on the spot. As the holy sons of the supreme religion, their strength is profound, they have mastered unparalleled supernatural powers, and their combat power is astonishing. How have they ever suffered such a big loss, and their hearts are full of anger .

"Boom...boom!" Three sounds erupted, like a thunderclap on the ground, resounding through the earth, a thick and bright light erupted from the three of them, and powerful power burst out, and all of them were close to the mid-level power of the Seventh Heaven. People together are enough to approach the power of the Seventh Heavenly Empress.

The three figures merged directly with his magic weapon, Qin Zishan's was a black millstone, exuding ripples of death, devouring all life around him, and the man in Confucian uniform was a Spring and Autumn Brush, the jade brush was crystal clear, and the nib shone With a cold glow, all the power was concentrated on the tip of the pen to launch the fatal blow. The magic weapon of the demon man was a flame.

"A high-grade magic weapon, the Disk of Death!"

"The spring and autumn pen, a top-grade magic weapon, is as hard as an ordinary top-grade magic weapon!"

"The Lihuo Divine Flame is actually the Lihuo Divine Flame refined by Huoyun Evil God back then. It appears in the form of fire, and it is one of the most bizarre high-grade magic weapons in the cultivation world!"

Nangong Xian'er revealed the origin of these magic weapons before she opened her mouth, and reminded Yun Feiyang to pay attention, no wonder Brother Xili suffered a big loss, one of them was enough to defeat the three of them easily, not to mention mastering these three magic weapons.

Yun Feiyang sneered, his figure was always in the void, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes looked at the void, as if he didn't pay attention to the three of them at all. When the attack of the three came to Yun Feiyang, Yun Feiyang directly used the sky-shielding style, He wasn't worried about revealing his identity at all, because those who had seen Zhetian Shi either died or were arrested by him, and no one could recognize the origin of Zhetian Shi.

In an instant, a golden figure manifested, with big hands covering the sky and the sun, fingers like huge pillars reaching the sky, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements circulated continuously, endlessly, and mutually derived, just like the legendary Wuzhi Mountain. Suppress the world.